Rabbits, Blinkity

There is a feeling, a weird feeling, where you know you should be working on something, something useful, valuable, or maybe only taxes, but you'd just rather not. Procrastination, we usually call it. So you do, you watch TV and do the laundry and cook an unnecessarily complicated meal and walk to the store instead of riding your bike, enough to make a college student the week before finals proud. But even after you've done all that, or even if you haven't, you still don't want to, but you want to procrastinate even less, because let's face it, TV gets boring after a while and nobody likes laundry ever. And the useful things aren't actually that annoying anyway, in fact you're supposed to like doing them for the most part. So why not, y'know, do them?

Some things do get done, though. Boring things. Hard things, even. And so I'm sitting here, watching Sanctuary and wondering how they managed to make so much show on so little budget, although the writing is still sometimes inexplicably clunky, and I also wonder why I temporarily blew out my ears playing the bass patch too loudly on my keyboard. And I suppose the answer is obvious. The difference is, the stuff that gets done is known, obvious, familiar. It's boring and hard, but easy because it's not creative. Or, it is creative, but a different kind of creative. There's a kind of semi-creative creativity that's familiar and straightforward—the kind of creativity you tap into…
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Last night, a fine person going by the name of "@Dogcattlerancher" followed everybody who was following the Occupy Wall Street twitter account, including me. He had a few clever remarks listed, but was also bragging that he was going to get 300 followers in a hour. But it was clever enough I thought I'd follow him anyway. I wanted to see if he was actually paying attention, so I sent a nice remark in my favorite subspecies of internet slang congratulating him on his cleverness...
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