I’m An Adult AND…I Want To Have Fun

July 14th 2014

“Check your inbox, Olive.”


“Because I wrote something, and I think you’ll appreciate it.”

“What is it?”

“Just read it.”


I checked my inbox. Read it. And liked it. So much in fact I wanted to share it with you too.

Because I liked what Bogden had to say—a good friend who is often labeled as rogue. Yet insightful. And more than anything, one-of-a-kind.

This gem.

A true rarity.


And with a little collaborative writing from the two of us. We present to you this:

 “Olive the Lights, how was your fourth of July?”

“Honestly? It was unexpectedly epic.”

“How so?”

“Well I met some strangers. Lots of them. Some that were pretty cool.”

No clue.

The batshit bunch.


And others that were less than okay.

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You good, bro?


Took an impromptu trip to a lake house per Nicole Detamble’s request

Hope this isn't a giant mistake.

Hope this isn’t a giant mistake.


With complete strangers. 11 hours before departure. And met some damn good people there too.

lakehouse friends

Good people alert.

All whilst wearing some damn sexy things:

Call me.

Call me.


And of course, attempting to take pictures of a keg stand in action…that ended up looking so horribly wrong.”

He looks better in person...

“It’s not what it looks like…or is it?”


 “That sounds epic”

“I know. And that wasn’t even the half of it. What did you do?”

“Went to Chicago. Hit up the Chicago River Architecture cruise with the homies. Al and Lark being 2 of them.”

Just cruisin.

Just cruisin.


…didn’t learn a whole lot about architecture…but we DID learn a lot about drinking and keeping our cool in the streets in broad daylight.


“Needless to say…people were excited.”

The headlock of happiness.

The headlock of happiness.


“Oh and we ran into Jerome Bettis.”




“Well damn. Sounds really tame and not at all adventurous.”


“Sarcasm. So life is good?”

“Yeah—life is good, Olive. It just is. It’s one of the world’s great truths. Like gravity. Or 2Pac over Biggie.

"N2m. U?"



And it’s weekends like this that make me think that some people haven’t discovered that yet. And to them I say ‘Don’t fear the fun.’ “

What fearing the fun looks like.

You fearing the fun right now.


“Don’t fear the fun?”

“Don’t.fear.the.fun. I guess it’s kind of like this. I have a lot of friends with a lot of responsibilities. And they want to have a lot of fun.

And then.


The chance            And suddenly. The Of Monsters of Men concert that’s two hours away in Pittsburgh on a Wednesday night is “reckless” and they’ll be “tired the next day” and they just “can’t.”

“I mean…it’s a little reckless.”

“Yeah but maybe it’s not even necessarily something as crazy as that. Maybe it’s just dinner after work, grabbing drinks with friends, driving a little farther to go to that one restaurant just because. Sometimes people treat spontaneity or even planned fun as one of those horrifying children from the Grudge, or one of the masked murderers in the Strangers”.

Hey it's me, fun!

Hey it’s me, fun!


But really, it’s something that will make you feel better about yourself and the world around you. Yet, time and again I see, hear and watch friends run away with the speed of Forrest fuckin Gump at the prospect of a good time”

Free drinks and good looking individuals of the opposite sex? Count me OUT.

Free drinks and good looking individuals of the opposite sex? Count me OUT.

 And I guess it just made me think. I mean, it really is as simple as just saying “yes” and just leaving your house and going out, even just once. Because, who knows! You might run into a friend from college. And you’ll lose your shit when you register each other’s presence. And you’ll catch up. And you’ll drink

Obviously there was drinking. Obviously there was losing of shit.

Obviously there was drinking. Clearly there was losing of shit.

And guess what? You’ll still be back at your desk by 9am. Just like everybody else. And you can spend the first half of the day bullshitting with coworkers, checking Facebook and instagram, and trying to outsmart work firewalls so that you can do just about anything but work.

If I put half the amount of effort into figuring out how to avoid work, and put that towards working. I'd be one spectacular employee.

“Now all I need is the IP address from Armenia and the blood of a virgin.”


“Seems like a fair plan of action.”

“I mean. I know it’s extreme. No one can do that every night. Not every night has to be some insane crazy party. But it should be something a little damn special, meaningful, worthwhile—beach volleyball game with co workers, kickin back with Katy Perry’s “Part Of Me” Documentary. “

Primal instincts.

Primal instincts.


“Just go out. Hang out. Just do it. You’ll feel way more satisfaction with your friendships and with yourself if you continuously open ourself up to new experiences and new people.”

“Not a bad plan.”

“I’ve got this thing called the “AND” philosophy”

“Go on.”

“Yeah. Instead of choosing between this “OR” that…start thinking about how you can do this “AND” that. Don’t look for the reasons why you can’t do something (trust me 8 hours of sleep is overrated), but the ways you can make it all happen.

Think about it.

When we’re asked if we want to do something, I feel like to many of us immediately start

s   c   a   n   n   i   n   g

through our internal calendar thinking about what else we have going on (thinking I may clean my apartment, have to call my boyfriend/girlfriend 8 hours from now, kinda want to watch the new season of Orange is the New Black on Netflix,) and immediately decide—aw hell no I am not going to be going out tonight!

In response to your invite...

In response to your genuine invite…


But you know what?- you can do it all. Go out for a couple of hours, head back home around 10 or 11 and clean your apartment. This task should not take more than 20 minutes for the following reasons:

1)      It’s an apartment not the Taj Mahal

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2)      No one expects our places to be clean so don’t go all Cinderella on the bitch

Don't be this bitch.

Don’t be this bitch.


3)      You are going to start cleaning and then give up after 10 minutes anyway because you just got distracted by an flurry of messages on one of your 8 people group texts

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Then you can call your significant other and finally watch a couple episodes of Orange while drifting off to sleep in the comfort of your own damn bed.  And pretty soon, you’ll have way more stories to share with that group text mafia”

“You got all of that from meeting Jerome Bettis?”

“Absolutely. And I know this is preachy and that there are many people that have much more serious responsibilities that I could never relate to, but I just hope that it’s something that everyone considers.

Thing is.

You will have more fun. You will have more enjoyment in your life. You will have more stories to tell. AND most importantly, you will be happier.” 

 “I like what you said. Mind if I write about it AND tell everybody I know?”

“Go for it.”