I Hereby Release You

I have decided that some things are just not worth complaining about. There are a couple things that I spend a lot of effort wining about when they are enough out of my control that I should just drop it like I have a turd in my hand.

1) That guy that makes a comment inbetween every movie preview. Sometimes the first one is funny and mildly inappropriate, but it is most unlikely that he can keep em coming for 4-5 previews. But I am not going to stand up an shhsshhh him. So…I hereby release you “kind-of-funny-but-mostly-annoying-preview-commentator-guy” from disrupting my movie-going experience in which I paid way too much to listen to you.

2) That guy who drives with his brights on. The worst is when they are on the otherside of the turn lane from you and those LED beams are burning your retinas. It feels like I lost my goggles on the top of Everest and snow blindness is kicking in. I refuse to flash my brights at him because of that movie where they chase after you and kill you. So…I hereby release you “crappy-high-beam-driver-guy-who-is-obviously-inconsiderate-and-only-cares-about-his-level-of-vehicular-visiblity” from causing me anger while motoring.

3) When coffee is so hot that it burns my mouth and makes everything else in existence taste like it is radioactive dust. I am the one who will only drink mouth-scorching coffee, so this one is my fault. So…I hereby…ah you get the point.

4) Lastly, when blogs are so long that you don’t really read them. Thus, this abrupt ending.