Einstein said, "Life has no meaning" – we’re just animals racing around the planet until we die…
Kinda hard to argue with that one. We are smarter than most of the other animals, but in the end, most of what we do and accomplish is soon forgotten.
I was spending time this past with actor/comic Bryan Callen. He made an interesting comment as well. "Life is a footnote."
I like that better.
At least there’s a little room for a speck of interest in what we’ve accomplished, right?
We were talking about all the things he was doing and had done. And as usual we went over the list of actor/comics we both knew and had stories on. I was impressed with Bryan’s hard work and achievements. His on stage performance was not only fun but almost educational, regarding comedy and acting.
He had fans that came back each night. All his shows were full or totally sold out. Tough to do this time of year.
We talked about working on a project together. That would be fun. He seems to be a very sincere person. Most of the people you meet in this business aren’t.
But the footnote thing rang true.
It’s kinda like maybe we should all quit working and go on a permanent vacation. It also means not much of what we do, if anything, much matters.
HEY, THEN MAYBE I’M THE GOOD GUY, RIGHT?
Know what? I’m pretty happy with my footnote. Hey, it could always be better, but I’ll take it.
Yep, a couple more big things to accomplish and then, Palm Desert here I come. Hope I hurry the hell up so I can still pick up the ladies in the card rooms at the casino and have a good enough body to grab a few looks before its lights out.
I love the hot weather there the most.
A footnote: in the end, all of our stuff gets lost or tossed. Unless you’re the President of the United States (then it goes into a library somewhere). With that in mind, I’m gonna have my little dog Junior buried with me so we can watch TV together. Him and my cat, Monkey.