What is this?

This is a documentation of the Foam Cabinet. The Foam Cabinet doesn't technically exist physically. I could tell you exactly WHAT it is, but I won't. Just because.

Remember that this isn't literally accurate; most of what is said is symbolic.

But all of this is real. In a way.

Monday, September 17, 2012

And Everyday

"And everyday that you wanna waste, that you wanna waste... you can!"   -- "Waste" by Foster the People

This statement is true. Does it mean it's right?


Look the song up, though. It's kind of catchy. *hums the tune*


Anyway, to prove a point, this post will be short.
Don't want to waste any of your time, now do I?




WAIT!!


I just had to waste a couple more seconds of your time to show you a couple terribly dumb pictures.




























I just had to. Because I can.



Sunday, August 19, 2012

Kitty Litter








Have you ever smelled that dusty, dry scent of cat litter?

Do you smell it every day? I do.

Fear not! For it has not been proven to give you cancer! (Though, eating it is not advisable.)



The Foam Cabinet, in all the Foam Cabinet's glory, gave me some kitty litter today. The stuff is rather unpleasant when whiffed in large doses (no, I do not intentionally inhale it), but it does serve a highly useful purpose: feline toilet.

Even though this rather drab box of grey pebbles doesn't look or smell pretty, it somehow keeps the feces of adorable little kitties away from bedspreads, walkways, kitchen counters, and piles of unkempt laundry. Praise for its usefulness!

I suppose the Foam Cabinet was telling me to do my daily chore of emptying these bundles of joy *sarcasm*. Either that, or the Foam Cabinet gave me a glimpse of what else in life is unsavory-yet-productive-and-beneficial.



Take plumbers. 

These guys get into your piping and use their superior skills to keep your water running. There's no fun in a toilet that doesn't flush everything down, or a sink that keeps gurgling up mystery goop. I personally would not like to be a plumber, but they do their jobs, make us happy, and earn decent coinage while they're at it. The average plumber makes $40,000 to $70,000 annually. Compared to a cashier at McDonald's (who would make from $10,000 to $21,000 a year), plumbers get quite the deal. Especially if they actually enjoy their job.

http://www.time.com/time/nation/article/0,8599,1851673,00.html
http://www.careerleak.com/salaries/mcdonalds/cashier/


Now how about janitors?

Janitor-Hanson
They have the lower end of the rope, really. They probably do a whole lot more work than most people, and they are subjected to the same average salary as someone who works at a fast food restaurant. What if they didn't do those unfavorable jobs? Wal-Mart wouldn't have shiny, squeaky floors. School bathrooms would be nuclear waste sites. No one would know how to get that vomit stain off the recreation center ceiling. Considering all the things they do, and all the things I wouldn't do, I'd probably pay them more.

http://www.infobarrel.com/Janitor_Salaries_Listed_by_State







Those two occupations are a couple of the many "kitty litter" careers. They aren't the only things to think about though, when it comes to litter boxes. What about partnering with the weird kid in your class? (Like partnering with me! The horror...) It's not necessarily the first thing I'd choose, and I could say the same for most other people. But, it is the best choice. Your teacher would probably secretly appreciate your cooperation. The weird kid might actually be a few more sprinkles of awesome than you. You might get a scholarship or win a big prize! All right, that may be stretching it, but you get the picture.

Cleaning the dishes.
Doing your homework.
Paying bills.
Sprucing up the house.
Walking the slobbery dog.
Cleaning the litter boxes.

All are tasks that have benefit that might actually equal (or outscore) the cost!

We all have jobs for a reason; we all work for some purpose. Even if it doesn't make sense at first, it's better to do than to drag your feet. I certainly can take a lesson from the kitty litter that the Foam Cabinet gave me this afternoon.


Thursday, July 19, 2012

Rescue

There was much struggle, but I have found the Foam Cabinet at last! As it turned out, the Foam Cabinet left due to a case of investigation. The Foam Cabinet was obtaining more information to give me, and however rude and abrupt the Foam Cabinet may have been, the Foam Cabinet makes every absent moment up with high quality presentations.



Most people live, all people die. What I mean by this is that many people HAVE in fact discovered a purpose to life, and they follow life's course with vigor, passion, and routine enthusiasm. Then, at some point sooner or later, they die. Every single one of us is destined to exit earthly existence and move on into the realm of whatever happens after death. I am not certain what happens, but I am assured that there is a place filled with pain, and a place filled with joy. I'm going to one of those places, whether I like it or not. I label them simply as Heaven and Hell; many people do, but some religions tag them under different titles.



Anyway, back to "Most people live, all people die". Did you notice that I said most people live? You observe correctly! Your eyes do not deceive you! Believe it or not, there are people out there who waste away their whole lives doing nothing but survive and indulge. I have nothing against people who live this way...


I just feel pity for them.


What fun is it to be cooped up in front of a television screen watching dramas or playing countless hours of games 24/7? You order out, or sometimes go shopping for essentials like Hostess treats and sodas, but all you are dedicated to is the addicting pleasure of screen-staring.

Another example is the void drug addiction can give your life. If you have a job, you work to feed your addiction. If you have a family, you aren't able to give them the kind of attention they deserve because you've fallen into a pattern you don't feel like breaking until it's too late.

Alcohol addiction.

Hoarding addiction.

Eating addiction.

Reading addiction.

Sexual addiction.

Addiction burns you, and many times we tend to just watch it burn on. We're entranced by what it gives us, ignoring the harm that will come.




Before I keep going, I must say that I have had weeks where I was addicted to something or another. I'm positive every human being is tied to something that they can't ever get rid of. If it's ridden, something else fills the position of dead weight. This doesn't mean that we're all failures, or that people with major addictions suck at life. No. Every human is valuable and precious.

The problem is that some humans gave up trying to get rid of their hindrances, and now they suffer the consequences. The people who see them suffer think that it isn't their responsibility to help them--that the person with the life-draining addiction needs to take full responsibility. Is that what we're supposed to do, let people prohibit themselves from life? Or can we rescue them?



I can rescue. The Foam Cabinet opened up to give me the truth of choice. I see many people who have wonderful lives. Yes, it's okay to take a break. Yes, it's awesome to indulge every once in a while. But no, it is not okay to live to please yourself every day of your life. It brings you only what you can imagine, and it feeds your flesh. It's not easy to be eager to work and try new things and submit, but the rewards extend far beyond what is given to you. Other people benefit from your blessings if you use them properly. I can live for myself and get what I think I deserve, or I can put my desires aside and give what others do deserve.

It's time for me to get off this roaring computer and benefit someone else's life for a bit.

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