I’m struggling with this blog entry. I don’t know why. I think I need to go to sleep. But someday I might write something worth reading again. In the meantime, I could dance or something but that would just be a cheap shot at entertainment and increasing hits and I’m not really into that. So instead I’ll just call it a night.
Thanks for stopping by. We’ll chat again soon now, ya hear?
I am sitting aboard a Continental regional jet looking out the window and admiring the tops of the moonlit clouds. The date of this entry is inaccurate and moreso unimportant and the same goes for the destination. What is important is that I know I am the luckiest man in the world and I count my blessings everyday.
I have been desperately trying to shake the cynicism I have learned over the years. I looked at an old yearbook the other day and noted that I was referenced as a complainer, even back in 10th grade. That’s just awful. I don’t want to be known as the guy that was forever complaining, and while personal blogs sort of enable this behavior there isn’t a mandate that I have to be that way. So I keep conscious of these things.
The internet has afforded me the opportunity to meet some amazing people over the years. I have met those with a really positive outlook and I have known those that are having a hard time at it. I joke with Earl about the fact that we got together before the whole dot com thing and here we still are all these years later. This shows me two things: what is meant to be will be and life is what you make of it.
I mentioned earlier that I know I’m the luckiest guy in the world. It’s because I invited that luck in and was showed how to nurture it.
And then when I looked out, I noticed that the clouds had dissipated.
So last night I worked my first overnight at my new job. In addition to the usual graveyard shift workers, I joined two of my colleagues to do some very technical-like testing that could only be done during a very important sounding “maintenance window”. Yes, I’m trumpeting it to be much more than it really is. It’s all quite routine in the circles I tend to hang out in.
Because I worked from 11 to 7, I have had most of the day off today. It’s been a while since I’ve been home during the day and the change of pace has been quite nice. It wasn’t needed, mind you, but the change has afforded me the opportunity to get a lot done around the house. Laundry might actually be caught up when all is said and done tonight and now I remember what the kitchen counter looks like!
I also took the opportunity to go to my old workplace and see how all my friends are doing. Big changes have taken place in the past two months so I left but it was good to see everyone. I miss them. I don’t miss the job, but I do miss the people. I look forward to seeing them when Saranac Thursday nights start up.
I stumbled across this video on YouTube this morning and I think it’s pretty cool. This is the first time I have heard this song as well and it has made it into my music collection.
This is a simple music video made using a Mac.
In an effort to kick the Monday blahs, I played one of my favorite songs from the 80s on the ride home and it perked me up considerably.
This song is a bit of a guilty pleasure for me, because I don’t recall it being overly popular in the states back in the day, but it is one of my favorites. Bonus points to whomever can name the group these ladies sang backups in prior to the release of this song. (They’re even on a couple of this group’s videos).
Here’s Pepsi and Shirlie with “Heartache”.
I am dictating this blog entry to my phone. Look ma no hands!
This will prove to be quite helpful while driving.
I can even update facebook like this.
However this blog entry must be boring.
At the moment I am trying to ramp up the energy to head upstairs and take a shower so that I can get myself off to work on time. I’m looking forward to the drive and the workday so it’s not a matter of dread that has me not moving at moment. I actually think it’s just a matter of it being Monday morning.
I am discovering that I’m kind of getting sick of sarcasm. I can be one sarcastic bastard when I want to bed, but when it’s flung about everywhere I choose to be; in conversation, in blog entries, etc., I’m discovering it makes me a little cranky. It probably shouldn’t, but it does. I’m not thin skinned or anything like that, I’m just finding that drippy, gay bitchy, Bea Arthur wannabe sarcasm to be a little much these days.
Earthquakes are literally rocking the world, volcanic ash is spewing out from Iceland and people are getting downright crazy with their religious fervor. If I were just a tad bit crazier, I’d tell you that we are right on schedule with the “2012 entering a New Age because the Mayan calendar, the psychics and the aliens said so” stuff, but I won’t do that.
I’ll just shiny up the tin foil hat a bit.
One of my coworkers just bought eight pizzas for lunch for the entire office to share. That’s kind of cool. I hope to do the same with tomato pie in the near future. In the meantime I have managed to get some hooked on pistachios.
I am using my new Droid to write this entry and it is not nearly as cumbersome as trying to do it on the iPhone. I have already sold the iPhone and am quite content with my mobile technology. Some may shun me for dropping my Apple affiliation but I am more concerned with functionality vs being one of the cool kids. I don’t wear pretention well, though at times I try. If I was in school today I’d probably wear a purple slushee a la “Glee” on an occasional basis.
I have always been one to do my own thing. I’m happy that that aspect of my personality remaind constant and I continue this quest called life.
So after much discussion with Earl, I have decided to get rid of my iPhone and get myself a Motorola Droid on Verizon’s network. There are a couple of reasons for this change in heart, especially since I just declared a couple of weeks ago that I was going to keep my iPhone until it died on it’s own.
The two prominent reason for the switch include the lack of 3G coverage from AT&T for 55 of the 60 miles of my commute, including the twin cities I work in. Another reason is that I can get a pretty good discount with Verizon through work, whereas I can’t with AT&T. I think it’s rather sad that AT&T can’t provide 3G coverage for large swathes of upstate New York whereas Verizon does.
I’m also not happy with Apple’s announcement that they will not support multitasking on the iPhone 3G but they will with the iPhone 3GS. I’m not going to ride out another two years of crappy service from AT&T just to upgrade my phone. I understand that I will have a new two year contract with Verizon but I think the service will be much happier.
Another thing that bothers me is that AT&T won’t let me tether my computer to my iPhone so I can use that data connection on the road. This is just made worse by the lack of decent service to begin with.
My MacBook Pro is starting to show signs of it’s age lately as well. I’m a little disappointed with this since it’s only 20 or so months old. I’m not an abusive user by any stretch of the imagination and for the premium price paid, the Mac should outlive me.
I think I’m going to pass on the next sip from the Kool Aid cup. It’s a good thing that I don’t feel defined by my cool toys.
Has it really been 14 years since that first date that forever changed my life?
My heart soars and I still see fireworks when he walks into the room.
I am a very lucky man.
Just a guy with a husband. We’ve been together 28 years and he still makes me see fireworks on a daily basis. Hiker. Storm Chaser. Private Pilot. Tech Guy. Hackerish.
Weird? Eccentric!