Am I useful?
I don't mean to askthe question: Can I do something useful?
No.
I mean can I do something that utilizes human ingenuity and practicality as well as be interesting?
Could I perhaps drive a fork lift?
Not a small fork lift.
A huge one.
With skill of a man twice my age and a deft field of vision not applied to my other task.
Can I sing a duet?
With any old dude or gal.
And make the whole thing better with and without rehearsal,
through sheer style and choice of improvisational movement.
With if...I knew gun fu?
Something silly that I would not ordinarily consider but have seen in a great many media.
I could have exceptional taste soup that gets people ready for brain-bending sex.
I just never could bring myself to offer up the advice to a trustworthy human being.
If only I had years in a hole,
to try and fail,
to surprise myself,
to live differently thereon out.
Perhaps I make bold statements the best of all others.
No.
That sound like something Jesus told himself.
I'm not Jesus.
I am Junior.
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