The Green Monster

I thought that I should talk a little about the green monster that I mentioned earlier in the previous post so that some unaware reader (of which there are none because only Les reads this) would not think I was talking about marijuana or The Hulk, although it is a definite Hulk reference. Anyway, the green monster is my terrible temper and I decided to call it the green monster just today.

I have a bad temper and it lives in my head. Sometimes it tells me to kill people, and in particualrly slow and horrible ways. I, however, do not listen to my bad temper aka the green monster, and so I have not been to prison. Which is nice because I hear that you can get raped in that fine institution.

The green monster comes out mostly when I am driving. I am impatient and I like to drive fast and there are like a million thousand people who like to drive slow and then pull out in front of me for no reason at all. That is definately a green monster situation. However, when that situation occurs, I grit my teeth and say a few random swear words and remember that murder is BAD! I also remember that Anne Frank had to live in a house with like eight other people with little food and few basic necessities while Nazis were looking for her and her family so that they could put her in a concentration camp where she would watch her sister die and then die herself in a slow, horrible way, for no reason at all. That helps too, because then I think, "Heck! What do I have to be upset about!?".

Well, I hope you have the full picture now. What? You don't? I suppose that's okay too.