Pinhead Et Le Myth de Sisyph

Don't worry. It won't be a French lesson, but it WILL be funny. I promise.

Let's see. Where can I start? Oh, I know! I am now living the absurd life that I swore I never would:

-Creditors are hunting me down. (That's what they think anyway).
-I'm dissatisfied with the 40 hours I spend doing you-know-what, not to mention an almost one hour commute one-way.
-I sometimes allow my unhappiness to roll into the lives of those I love most.
-I've spent countless hours and countless dollars on internet systems that have netted me $60 at the most.
-As a matter of fact, I've modified my goal into becoming a quarter of a millionaire!

Yet in spite of it all, I know I can and will be happy on my own terms. I never wanted to live life like that guy in the Myth of Sysiphus. He was that Greek guy condemned to roll a boulder up a mountain, only to have it roll back to the bottom. Then he'd have to start the whole absurd process over again.

While Albert Camus' take was that Sisyphus must be happy, because he freely understood that absurdity was his doom; I DISAGREE! In spite of it all I can still find happiness in the concept of Pinhead, derived from the Latin or Greek: Pinheadeus Maximus.

Pinhead was first used by my father on his grandson, my son. For his own son, my brother, he reserved the name Hoghead. When we lost our father, I began referring to both my brother and son as Pinheads. Got it? And when they do something ultra-stoopid and yeah, I can spell. I said STOOPID. Women know what I'm talking about. Then the ascribed nickname is modified to Pinheadeus Maximus.

I have learned to enlarge my vision of happiness at the expense of family members, especially of my younger brother. Why? Because it tickles me, and I need to be tickled. Here are the rest of his names:

-Oompmanougatcentre - It's a lengthy reference to his head. I promised when we were children that, if I ever married and had any, they would call him.
-Uncle Oomp - Yep, my children were probably in middle school when they found out Oomp wasn't his real name!
-RevRoomp - We spent the 4th of July at our mom's rehab facility. Guess who had to say grace for that huge gathering? And you have to roll that second 'r'.
-The Oompster - Yeah. A derivative of the name even followed him into the USAF.
-Sir Lancelot - And since he learned so much doctor stuff in the military, guess who LANCED his own ass boils last year? With a mirror, of course.
BluntForceTrauma - Whenever my children or my niece and nephew would get into trouble, Uncle Oomp would lecture them with force. The children, now grown, tell me the would have preferred whippings. Yes, he speaks his mind bluntly, no if ands or buts; a gift he inherited from his father.
-Nip Tuck/E. D. - I had the pleasure of waiting on my brother after minor surgery. Since I don't know what he had, I had to formulate new names for the ocassion. Erectile dysfunction, yeah!

So when you're feeling blue, feel free to look at my life. If it weren't for the Pinheads, life would truly suck!
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