Change it, deal with it, or leave it

The philisophical underpinnings of the universe as I know it, part I

For the past couple days during the commute home, I've been regaling one of my co-workers with some of my home-spun philosophy as a means of combating road boredom. Poor guy.

It struck me yesterday that these musing are prime blog fodder. Then it struck me that my blog is in dire need of prime fodder. Soon Pete's going to strike me, too, but that's another story. Anywho, here's the first part:

When confronted with anything in the universe, a guy pretty much has three options:

• Change it
• Deal with it
• Leave it

Change it

This one is my personal favorite; YMMV. There's almost always something you can do in or to a situation to change it more to your liking. Someone in your face? Smile. Hungover? Drink water. Fat? Exercise. Stripped naked and locked in solitary confinement? Play mental chess. You get the picture.

Deal with it

Sometimes change is too much work, but things aren't bad enough to leave. So shrug, say "Oh well," and go on with life. This is also a good option, especially for all the slackers in my corps de readers. It's especially effective when served with a rougish grin.

Leave it

Sometimes, like when you piss off the big, drunk townie at his cousin's wedding, the best thing to do is just get the hell out. Pack up yer kit, or not, and hit the road. Maybe come back, maybe not. Now granted, this is a whole lot like running away, but you know, sometimes that's what the situation calls for.