Life Is Such A Sweet Insanity.

Today I found out that I have to have my two top wisdom teeth out. They’ve been bothering me for the past two months or so, but I didn’t have dental insurance until today. I haven’t had dental insurance since 1992. And I’ll admit it, I haven’t been to the dentist since then.

I know, I know, eeeewwwwwww.

Fortunately, my teeth have held up pretty good over the years and things aren’t nearly as bad as I thought they would be. I don’t know if I’m going to have to be knocked out to have them taken out or what, but while it sounds painful, I find it morbidly exciting.

So I’ll be losing a little bit of wisdom as I lose the remaining wisdom teeth. Oh well. My mouth was looking too fat anyway.

Of course, everyone should be using as much wisdom as possible when they go to the polls tomorrow. Please remember to vote tomorrow. Make your vote count. And please think long and hard before you vote. Don’t just put your finger on the party line of your choice and zip across. Know your candidates. Know the issues. Study up tonight!!! I just ask that you consider a couple of things:

• The current administration has introduced the first constitutional amendment that takes away citizen’s rights rather than guaranteeing them. If they can take away the right of gay marriage with a constitutional amendment, what is to prevent the government for taking away other rights using the same methods?
• We have the largest national debt in history. Four years ago, the budget was balanced.
• We essentially lost millions of tons of one of the most dangerous explosives known to man to the enemy.
• Gas prices have gone from $1.39/gallon to $2.09/gallon in four years.
• The cost of health care is out of control. There are many, many American without health coverage at all. Just today, I paid $136 for a five day supply of pain killers for an infected wisdom tooth. Luckily, I could afford the prescription. How many people are sitting at home tonight with an outrageous toothache and no means to pay for the medicine to cure it?
• Oneida County, N.Y., where we currently live, is about to enact the largest sales and use tax in the history of the United States. That’s right folks, we’re going to be paying a 9.75% sales tax on everything aside from milk, bread and other food essentials. Yes, our Charmin is going to cost nearly 10% more than the rest of the country. Our clothing and shoes will have a nearly 10% tax tacked on. This is to cover Medicaid and Medicare.
• The current administration is cutting funding for the “No Child Left Behind” program. Are our schools doing so spectacularly well that we can afford to cut funding to them?
• The United States has lost credibility and respect throughout the world with our “go it alone” policy when it comes to foreign affairs.
• And finally, are we really any safer than we were before September 11, 2001? Do you feel that the airlines really need to know your credit history just so you can ride in an airplane? Are you comfortable with being tracked via electronic means as you conduct your business and maintain your personal life? Do you value your privacy?

While I sincerely hope that you vote for a change in administration, please think long and hard before you push the lever, touch the screen or tick a box. And please, by all means, make your voice heard and exercise your right to vote. Your country depends on it.

Halloween Weekend. Earl and I have been all jazzed up about this weekend, primarily because we live in a semi-suburban area now and we would actually get cute little trick or treaters begging for candy.

We were wrong.

We purchased 15 bags of candy at Wal*Mart (“Always White Trash, Always”) during a wine induced shopping spree a couple of weeks ago in anticipation of all the kids coming to the door. Helicopters were going to transport kids to the area from the surrounding housing developments. Candy deposit stations would be set up so that kids could empty their overstuffed bags of sweets and hit the road again for another load of diabetic goodness.

We were wrong.

Niagara Mohawk (power company) would be proud as we lit up the porch, the driveway, the garage, the local stadium and a string of illuminated pumpkins across the landscaping so that little masks would light up in glee over the festivity of it all.

We were wrong.

Not one flippin’ kid came to the door. Not one. Nada. Zilch. Zero. And now I have one disappointed ‘kid’ (read ‘Earl’) on my hands.

Guess what’s for supper tomorrow night! Anyone in the mood for a little Almond Joy?

Well it’s official. My 15-inch PowerBook G4 arrived first thing this morning. I didn’t even know that FedEx delivered to residential addresses on Saturday. Earl was up before I was this morning and loudly announced… someone has a package from Apple on the front porch!

Oh my GOD!

I’ve been using my PowerBook for about an hour. It is officially the best computing purchase I’ve made in the history of my computing life, which has been over 20 years.

I’m going to write more tonight. I just had to share that I am in Mac Nirvana!!!

It’s a beautiful day in Upstate N.Y. today. The sun is shining brightly. The temperature is in the mid 50s. There are few clouds in the sky. I have brought along my lunch today, and I’m parked at the ball park that Earl and I frequently haunt during lunch. I was hoping to jump on someone’s wireless network with my notebook, but no such luck. I’m relegated to using WordPad and transferring the file over to my Mac tonight.

I’m really anxious about the arrival of my PowerBook. According to FedEx, it should arrive on Saturday, which I find somewhat odd, as I didn’t know that FedEx delivered on Saturday. I guess we’ll just have to wait and see. Earl’s iBook is on tap for Monday. His notebook was custom built, whereas I bought a ‘stock’ Powerbook. His is being delivered from Taiwan, mine is coming from California. I find that somewhat interesting.

Last night’s full moon with an eclipse display was breathtakingly beautiful. I took the opportunity to meditate a little longer than usual which cleared a lot of gunk out of my mind. I feel very alert and aware today, and I attribute it to my meditation last night. I also used the opportunity to affirm the spiritual path that I have chosen. I have this sort of ‘home-brewed’ spiritual path, taking different elements of Paganism, Wicca and Gnostic Christianity and building it all into my path, I suppose. I like to think that I speak directly to our Creator, whether God is a He, a She or a blending of the two. I respect all elements of nature, whether plant, animal or mineral. I’m finding myself eating a vegetarian diet again, but I’m not calling myself a vegetarian as I’m trying to shun the label associated with it. I guess I just don’t eat meat. I don’t need the pressure of living up to being called a vegetarian.

I am half-listening to the John McMullen show on Sirius Out Q 149 as I type this entry. I honestly can not wait until this election is over and the outcome is decided. However, I sincerely hope that George Bush is given his walking papers. I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again. A vote for George Bush is an affirmation that hate is o.k., that war is o.k., that high gas prices are o.k., and that big, individuality-crushing corporations are o.k. The man is evil. He does not deserve to be called Mr. President. He is not my President. I don’t know that I can be friends with anyone that is a staunch Republican because we honestly wouldn’t have that much in common.

I’m looking forward to Earl coming home from Ohio tonight. We’ll catch up on our few television shows (Judging Amy, Absolutely Fabulous, Charmed) and have a healthy supper. I’ll work out, as I’m committed to working towards that hard body I’ve always dreamed about.

Life is good. It’s nice to be free from complaints for a change.

With the end of Daylight Saving Time fast approaching, coupled with tomorrow night’s full moon, I can’t help but marvel at the magical feeling in the air. I love this time of year. I refer to it as “The Twilight”, when the daytime is not at its brightest, the cool wind carries a mystical feeling and the world gets ready for the long winter. In my teenage years, I loved goofing off with friends and playing in the woods behind the house, long after dark settled in. I guess I still enjoy the same things these days.

In the past I’ve always been against getting up before 7:30 a.m., but since the new job starts earlier, I now get up around 6:00. I find myself not turning on the lights, instead opting to see in the darkness. My instincts kick into high gear as I navigate the house with very little light to aid my eyes. It’s a good feeling to ‘feel’ the house, rather than just ‘see’ it. I think she’s happy that we live here.

As more and more darkness consumes time, I don’t feel the sense of hibernation that many others feel. I revel in the energy. I think of it as a time of renewal. A gathering of energy to be stored and then utilized in the spring. This is the time to focus, to meditate, to rejuvenate and to center myself.

I revel in the The Twilight.

Inspired by my friend Thom’s recent Mac purchase, and the wonderful browsing experience at the Apple store today, Earl and I have decided to go mobile and have ordered an iBook and a Powerbook, respectively. My Mac experiment with this used PowerMac G4 533mhz has gone splendidly, so it’s time to make the full commitment.

And there’s one other thing. My current computer is underpowered for SimCity4 with the Rush Hour Expansion Pack. After all, there are priorities in this world.

So the ebay saga begins again. Everything and anything that is not nailed down is going up for auction on ebay over the next couple of weeks. The cat has been hiding his toys because you’d be surprised what one will pay for a catnip toy on ebay!

That reminds me of a funny story… my dad’s family has this hardware store, with a somewhat surly cat that lives in the store. Not in the lumber yard or out in the parking lot, no, “Grayster” lives in the store and gets quite pissy if she is denied the right to sit on your paper plate or to take a nibble of your sandwich during lunch. Yes, a cat walks across the table while people are eating and no I’m not originally from a third world country. Anyways, with every cat comes catnip, somewhere. And Grayster is very adept at sniffing it out, so my aunt took to storing it in the safe. The cash register may be full of money but the catnip is secure in the safe. One night some idiots decided to break into the store. They found the safe and broke into it and decided to ignore the few dollars that were in there because they came across a plastic bag full of what appeared to be pot. But it wasn’t pot, it was catnip. That’s right, catnip. These idiots didn’t touch anything else in the store (including the nearby computer or the checkbook or anything like that), just the bag of catnip. So there they were, two men busted for burglary, and smoking catnip.

Anyways, auction season begins here in our lovely little household. I have a TON of Microsoft Windows software, as well as Linux and Unix books that are just ready to be sold to a little geek newbie. I also have the Powermac, as well as two PC’s as well. Get them while they’re hot! The computer room will become a meditation room/library/den type affair because with our notebooks we’ll be able to compute anywhere in the house! Oh the possibilities!

I’ve begun a new project this week. Well, actually I’ve started up an old project. I’m on a health kick again.

I’ve decided that I need to take better care of my body again. I schlepped my way through the summer and pretty much ate my way through September. So I’m working on losing 15 pounds by the end of the year. Better yet, fifteen pounds of fat. That’ll bring my total weight loss (since April 2002) to 60 pounds. I think that’ll be enough. Rumor on the internet has it that everyone has perfect abs. They’re just covered in an extra layer of fat. Well after 36 years, I’ve decided that I want to see my abs. Let’s see how it works out. For all I know, they could be gold covered or something.

I was going to hold off on this project until the time change at the end of the month, but I threw caution to the wind and began working out again Monday night. I discovered a new album on iTunes. It’s “Expose This” by Gioia. Gioia was the lead singer of Expose for their first two albums – she’s the lead on “Let Me Be The One”, “What You Don’t Know” and “Tell Me Why”. She has an unmistakeable raspy voice and does a killer rave version of “I Was Made For Loving You.”

I was made for loving you baby,

You were made for loving meeeee…

Maybe by the end of the week, I’ll get out that Captain America workout garb I was talking about earlier and do a little show and tell.

I bet you can’t wait! Let me know if you see abs.

As an avid driver and traveler, I’ve noticed an increasing trend that is becoming very disturbing. On freeways/expressways, people are getting in the left lane and staying there.

How rude!

This is how it works. You drive in the RIGHT lane, and you pass in the LEFT lane. After you’re done passing, you move back to the RIGHT lane.

Isn’t it simple? Keep Right. Pass Left.

A couple of rules everyone should consider:

1. Loud stereos do not exempt you from the rules of the road. And vibrating license plates makes your stereo sound cheap.

2. Reclining the seat so far back that you have to prop your neck up with the headrest to see out the windshield is also a sure signal to those around you that you’re on your way to Wal*Mart (“Always White Trash, Always”). It also makes you look like an asshat, even though you think you’re da bomb.

3. Talking on a cell phone does not exempt you from anything on the road, even though you’re apparently exempt from good taste and good judgment.

4. Whipping down an interstate in the left lane while applying makeup or shaving is not smart. (As an aside, I hate it when one person is doing both of these. It’s unnerving.)

5. Neither is back handing the unruly rugrats or distributing McBomb Hamburgers.

6. If you encourage those around you to “honk if you love Jesus”, flipping the bird is not a good response to those beeping.

7. Honking If You Love Jesus is dumb. Prayers do not need horns for punctuation.

8. And my favorite – the bigger the SUV, the smaller the dick. (My favorite bumper sticker of all time: “Soldiers are dying in their Hummers so you can play soldier in yours.”)

Please remember, drive on the RIGHT, pass on the LEFT. Thank you.

Earl and I have lived in our new house since December 1, 2003. Today we decided to decorate. Actually, that’s a lie. We didn’t start today. We just sort of resurrected the thought and did something about it.

When we moved into the new house, we bought new furniture for the “Great” room and the formal living room. Moving from a 155 year old country cottage to an eight-year old transitional, our old furniture just didn’t make it so we opted for something new. The dining room in the new house housed the old dining room table, sans chairs, and the kitchen set in the old house moved on to the same duties in the new house. It didn’t look quite right, but it would do. Oh, we bought a new master bedroom set too when we moved in.

I’ve never felt quite settled in this new house. It’s twice the size of the old one, plus, there was that naked dining room that was just begging for attention. And I’ve discovered that the bigger the house, the bigger the dust bunnies so that’s been quite a chore as well. We recently paid off a bunch of bills so what better way to celebrate than to go back into debt. So we bought a new dining room set and kitchen set, both of which were delivered today.

Unfortunately I was not able to join Earl for the festivities and eye candy of the delivery men, but when I asked if they were good looking, Earl responded, “Yes, especially when he was on his back.” Blunt, but concise. Naturally he was kidding, but after eight years we all could use a good fantasy.

The dining room set is an oak mission style ensemble, complete with hutch and separate buffet. Naturally, we augmented the room with several one-of-a-kind (wink wink) paintings from Pier One (or at least a distant relative, Kirkland’s). And of course, no room is complete in my house without an antique school clock – we had one that matched perfectly.

The kitchen set is a little different than what we’ve had before, it’s a “gathering table”. It seats four or six and is a little higher than your standard table. It’s more at counter height with backed stools for sitting. It’s a really neat concept and makes us feel quite nouveau. We augmented that set with a couple of shelvy-table things for the corners and of course a clock.

There’s still much more that we wish to do, but at least now all the rooms have something substantial in them. I’m going to take more pictures and post them on my .Mac page within the next couple of days.

Ever since I was a youngster, I’ve always had this need to do any given task as fast as possible. In sixth grade, I always finished my exams first. My teacher always scolded me for rushing through them. I knew I had the answers I wanted on the paper. I did my very best. I didn’t believe in going back and checking my answers. I didn’t believe in second guessing myself.

As I’m learning my new job, I’m finding a tendency to do the same thing. I’m trying to learn everything at once, as quickly as possible, so I can be up to speed and a fully contributing member of the team. This method has worked for me before. I feel it’s when I’m at the top of my game. But this scenario is a little different. I’m helping customers now. I provide technical-type support for them. I have to slow down and think the problem through. In many instances, there are several paths any given trouble ticket can take.

On Monday, I purposely slowed down when I was troubleshooting an equipment problem. I thought about it, calmly, quietly and rationally. I didn’t try to “get it fixed” as quickly as possible, not caring if I stumbled along the way. I reasoned my way through the problem.

It was a much easier to fix the problem this way. I was able to work it through, without asking my co-workers repeat questions. I was rewarded with a “good job”.

There’s always something to learn, every day. On Monday I learned how to slow down.

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