Life Is Such A Sweet Insanity.

Spring has sprung in the Sonoran Desert and it is lovely.

I was out and about today and decided it was too warm to go with the the windows down, so we switched to the Arizona default of constant air conditioning. Most folks in the area use air conditioning year round, but I like the fresh air when I can get it.

Today it was a little to warm for that approach.

One of the things I really love about living in the desert, especially at this time of year, is the warm breezes that blow at night. I enjoy sitting out on our patio well after dark, looking at a moonless sky and enjoying the warm breeze.

Yes, it’s a dry heat. And I love it.

I’m a month away from my storm chasing trip and I’m ramping up my meteorological studies so I can be in the right place at the right time more often this year. Last year I witnessed several awesome thunderstorms, some impressive straight line winds, and one F1 tornado in the very northeast corner of Colorado. I don’t know where the storms will take me this year, and as far as I’m concerned, anything is game, but I am really looking forward to the adventure.

Temperatures are firing up here in the Sonoran Desert, and our two canine family members love to sit in the hot sun for a few moments every afternoon. Lucky gets himself right situated on the landscaping rock and sister Jinx sits next to him, apparently holding watch, to make sure everything and everyone is safe.

We don’t let them spend too much time out there as we don’t want them to get a sunburn. I do believe they enjoy their brief doses of sunshine, though.

Good, Better, Best
Never let it rest
‘Til the good get better
And the better get best

I woke up this morning feeling energized and ready to take on the work week. This is the first time in a while that I’ve felt this way; last week was mentally exhausting for me and I don’t even really know why, other than it just was. Sometimes, it is what it is and it was what it was. The key to a successful life is to get beyond this and keep moving forward.

I’m continuing my decluttering exercises I started last month; I have a bunch of old technology ready for recycling, I have a bunch of old clothes going to Goodwill, and I’ve been throwing out paper and such that I just don’t need anymore. On the flip side, I’ve been looking at all the books I’ve accumulated over the years and I can’t bring myself to get rid of them. I was looking at a couple of titles by Erma Bombeck (one of my favorite humorists of all time), and I was thinking I might want to read those books again, because they always put a smile on my face. Then I got to thinking, I don’t really enjoy reading books on an electronic device, though I try over and over to make it something I should do. Perhaps it’s because I’m using an iPad instead of a Kindle or something, but there’s nothing like a real book and turning real pages.

I’ve also been cleaning up some of my computing workflows, namely trying to reduce the “friction” around capturing my thoughts. I’m using an app called Drafts, which is designed to capture text quickly. From there you can go back and process it through automation; I have built quite a few automations where I can push text to my to do lists, other lists I have built for upcoming adventures, such as my storm chasing trip next month, or to my journal. I forget things because I don’t write them down, and Drafts is giving me the ability to write things down quickly.

On a Monday, at lunch time, the work week is off to a grand start. I’m hoping to maintain this cadence through the week. Good things are ahead, and I’m doing what I can to get those good things as easily as possible.

I stopped at a local gas station to put a bunch of expensive gasoline into our car. Fuel prices have jumped up a lot in the past couple of weeks, we are currently around $4.299 a gallon.

I feel like an oil executive is getting very rich because of this.

One of the things that agitates me quite a bit is the use of technology for dubious reasons. This particular gas station has decent sized screens built into the gas pumps, much like most of the gas stations in the area. This particular location has seen it fit to put advertising videos on the screen while one is pumping their gas, and the videos in question are very, very loud in volume.

That is, until you bang on the touchscreen enough times to shut things up while you’re being lectured on the virtues of candy and such.

I despise advertising. I used to make a living writing ads for a radio station and I still despise advertising. I am usually quite good at tuning out the idiocy, but when the volume is cranked up to 11, I’m going to start banging on keys until the volume goes away.

I won’t be stopping at this location again.

Having a personal blog online for over two decades is an interesting experience. I’ve talked about going back and reviewing pieces of our life that happened a long while ago, but one of the more concerning aspects of the longevity of this blog is the amount of spam I receive that has one too many details for my comfort level.

I’ll get an email referencing a blog post from well over 10 years ago from sort of marketing spammy type thing and for a few moments it completely unnerves me. There are times that I wonder if it’s worth maintaining this now-antiquated presence without some sort of further guardrails around on the whole thing.

Of course, I’m a bit of a control freak, and I like to know everything that’s going on, to the best of my ability, at any given moment. In this increasingly chaotic world, that’s hard to achieve. But I like to keep up the façade for my own personal enjoyment.

I’ve been writing a daily post for the past few years because it wasn’t an exercise in sharing life, including the mundane points. When I first started the blog my posts were not as frequent.

As the Internet moves to a darker place, with way too many bad actors operating in the space and way too many corporations trying to monetize everything this side of my consumption of oxygen, I’m wondering if my ideals and values are outdated and in the long wrong could create further security concerns and the like.

I guess it’s a matter of what will happen first, I reach my expiration date or my blog gives out one too many secrets.

As I get older I realize that I have less bandwidth when it comes to patience with dealing with people. I don’t know if the average IQ is really plummeting (I suppose it is) or if people goes as brain dead on the Internet as they do when they step foot in an airport, but sometimes I really want to shake people by the shoulders and say to them, “Are you in there?”

I have the note shown above sitting under my work monitor as a constant reminder that I shouldn’t go into “meltdown mode” whenever possible. I despise the word “trigger” when it comes to human behavior, mostly because it’s a thoroughly overused word, but I do know that blatant willful ignorance is a “trigger” for me. It’s probably a trigger for most people, other folks just handle it better than me. I blame this on the American tendency to giving standing ovations to even the most mediocre of performances just so everyone involved feels good.

Maybe I’m just becoming a cranky old man. I’m actually OK with that.

This week has turned out to be a bit of a downer across the board for me, as it seems like one of those weeks where everything involves swimming against the current. The key is to stay away from the fishing lines. My mood has not been good and I’m hoping to regain my center by the end of the week, so I can enjoy the weekend with the family.

Maybe I just need a good dose of sunshine and fresh air, and step away from my Internet connected devices for a while.

As an American that went through elementary school in the 1970s, I learned that when one assumes the role of pedestrian on an American roadway, you walk facing traffic. So, in our U.S. ways, that’s the left side of the road.

It no longer seems to be a common theme amongst some folks here in our little development.

Early morning walks are a popular pastime here at Rancho Cancion and quite often I’ll see several of our neighbors out for a walk when I’m out for a stroll. The timing gets earlier as the sun gets hotter here in the Sonoran Desert, so right now folks are generally walking before 10:00 AM.

Most people walk as I described, facing traffic, along the left side of the road. I’ve noticed some of the younger folks (that have properly stayed off my lawn) walk on the right, or wrong, side of the road. Because I generally avoid people whenever possible, I cross the road so we don’t end up meeting face to face. That’s just not my jam.

Then we have the older neighbor who uses walking sticks. She generally walks on the right, or wrong, side of the road but today she decided to really keep me guessing and walked down the middle of the street.

I had to double my cadence so I could get around that chaos quickly. It boosted up my calorie burn for the stroll.