Had this Friday off. The president of the college where I work gave us all the whole day off as way of saying thank you for a year of hard work. We are poised to begin the 2007-2008 school year with the largest entering class of first-year students (we don’t call them “freshmen” anymore, for some reason) in the college’s history.
So I took a much needed bike ride. Meant to get started early to beat the heat, but didn’t leave until 10:30. It was pretty hot and humid by then. Took Route 114 south to Henniker.
And on south to Henniker. At the Harvester Market, the regular meat sale is underway.
Stopped in at the Henniker pharmacy to get a Vitamin Water and a notepad and pen since I was having so many great thoughts on this ride, and I might want to write some of them down. Not bothering to get the reading glasses out of my travel kit would mean that whatever I did write down would be extra illedgible, besides being just plain stupid …
I use a pen
that has no ink
to write down thoughts
I do not think.
What I don’t think
could fill a book
or ten, perhaps,
don’t even look.
I invented some new attentional disorders for the DSM-IV. I heard they we looking for some new entries in Axis V. The first one is ESAS: Extremely Short Attention Span. The second is MAD: Micro Attentive Disorder. Needless to say, MAD and ESAS go hand in hand. But I believe that MAD can be induced in people with normal attention spans by extreme information overexposure and illusory multi-tasking. “Knowledge workers” are at risk as they are often forced to drink from the firehose- symbolically. Full blown MAD leaves sufferers unable to comprehend the simplest texts- road signs, tomb stones, cereal boxes, etc. One’s attentional scrutinizer becomes a broken top, spinning out of control. It cannot really focus on anything for more than half a second before it gets bored and starts looking for something else.
The ride continues to Contoocook. It is really hot and humid. In Tooky I stop for more Gatorade. I’m an idiot to be riding in the heat of this oppressive day. But I stop to visit a friend in Davisville, take a brief rest, and he cuts up some watermelon for us. That really helped. I make it home by about 2:00. We’ve got our 20 year-old air conditioner going. It uses way too much electricity, but it sure helps on those awfully hot days. Thankfully we don’t get too many of those in New Hampshire.