Monday.

So here it is Monday afternoon already and I am basking in air conditioned comfort in the Acura in a parking lot in the J-town (the cute name for the city in which I work). My life is good, albeit rather quiet these days, though it’s moving along at a staggering pace. I don’t have a lot to bitch about these days; the job is a glorious thing and I have a settled down into a manageable routine. The social life is wonderful, though I’m not blogging and sharing as many pictures as I’d like to.

This past weekend was a long one for us, as we took a needed vacation day on Friday. The day was spent at Southwick Beach State Park with our friend scott. Southwick Beach State Park might be in Upstate New York but to me that stretch of beach along Lake Ontario is damn near heaven, whether it’s in the middle of July or in the middle of January. There is beauty to be found there and that beauty lies in the scenery, the attitude and the simplicity of it all.

I took a photo this morning on my commute to work that I plan on sharing when I get home tonight. I find it a little awkward to try to maneuver cameras and flash chips and computers whilst balancing my laptop on my belly in the Acura. I hope to take at least one picture everyday of something interesting in a mundane way. It’s part of the creative challenge I have given myself to celebrate being 42. I just need to find a better way to share it if I’m going to continue to do this internet in the Acura thing at lunch time.

Many of my contemporaries are abandoning their blogs and opting to go with the Twitter and Facebook updates instead. I have been tempted to do the same, but I don’t feel that my brain is exercised adequately when I have to express myself in less than 140 characters. It’s almost as if casual blogging has become the penmanship of the latest step of the internet age. And you know what, I have always been proud of my penmanship.

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