At least it wasn’t Kid Rock or rap metal.

It is disappointing when I think up seemingly clever analogies only to find that they have been already used in pop culture.

Today I was talking with a friend about the various states of activity in our lives. I live my life on the edge; there’s always someone to meet, something to do, somewhere to be, and an adventure to be had. Other people lead calmer, less frenetic lives. I compared it to a fire; my life is always on fire, and I’ve got one rug with which to try to beat all the fires out. As soon as I’ve killed one fire, I’m off to the next. Other people keep a fire extinguisher (or seven) on hand, just in case any fires break out. They like their life under control; I like mine more than a little crazy.

Then I realized that there’s a famous philosophical treatise named “All-Star” by the renowned philosophers Smash Mouth that goes something like this:

“My world’s on fire, how ’bout yours? That’s the way I like it, and I never get bored.”

They beat me to it, those rascals.