The little man...

Do you remember that episode of Seinfeld where George is saying his little man is in idiot? The little man is of course the one who controls is impulses. I am guessing George's little man looks much like the little man in the picture in tonight's blog.

So for most people impulse control is a delicate balance between prudent and rash activities. Then there is that group who have no impulse control and just go ape shit every chance they get...and then there is me.

I am that rate breed whose little man takes hyper control over all activities to the point of near paralysis. My little man has prevented me from meeting people, taking chances on investments, going for those dream jobs, etc.

As a result of this, when I do occasionally take a chance when the little man is sleeping, I REALLY take a chance. Often the chances lead to damaging my good name, reputation and self respect.

Why do I bring this up today? Not sure, but I think it is from the same place that my insane childhood memories are coming from. And what else is a blog for but to get your shit out of your system and into the global community...