We tend to do things for reasons. We need to pay the bills, so we go to work. We need sustenance, so we hit Dunkin Donuts in the morning. We want to keep our jobs, so we sneak in up the freight elevator and through the back hall when we’re running late.
In fact, when it comes down to it, just about every action I take can be explained by a reason: I don’t want to end up with live ebola strains on my hands, so I don’t touch railings on the Subway. I know Cat likes to hack up hairballs under my bed at 3 AM, so I shut her outside when I go to sleep. I want to keep my muscles from becoming hunks of gelatinous goo, so I detach myself from the couch and exercise (occasionally, anyway).
And then, sometimes, for a change, it’s nice to do something for no reason at all. Which is why I’ll be a guest on Sirius’ Maxim Radio station today from 1 to 1:30 EST. I’ll admit, the absence of reason wasn’t originally the plan — but sometimes you gotta roll with the set schedule. While I’ve assured the show’s producers that I am no expert in, well, anything really, they’re apparently still convinced that a half hour of me prattling will entertain at least one of their listeners. Let’s just hope no one shows them this. Or this.