Friday, March 01, 2013
Next week will be a long one, just waiting to start work. Guess I have plenty of homework to keep me busy, but I'm sure that won't be particularly exciting. Since I haven't made much (any?) of an attempt to catch up with old friends in this area, there won't be any hanging out type food temptations, although I do have an invite to Chinese food with the people I've been playing pickleball with. Might have to do that, as I'll probably rarely be able to play in the near future.
I wasn't necessarily bored yesterday when I went on a snack rampage. It was more likely that I was tired from trying to shock myself into a much much earlier sleep pattern, combined with trying to stay up to watch the Red Wings play a west coast game, and was just munching mindlessly in something of an effort to stay awake. I did put the snacks away after posting that status, and have only noshed a tiny bit today, though I am about to head to the gym and make no promises about afterwards.
I did wake up decently early this morning, though nothing like I will be having to do soon. Up at 7:30, out to Ann Arbor by 8:30, grabbed two copies of proof that I was born, and then to the secretary of state's by 9:30, where I got a shiny new temporary license with my Wisconsin license clipped and stapled to it. Wonder how that's going to go over at the airport? The only official picture ID I now have is expired, and I don't get the next one for 2-3 weeks. Hope the temporary license plus remains of the WI license suffices both for work eligibility proof as well as passing the TSA test, otherwise, I might be in a spot of bother. Guess I'll find out next Sunday and Monday!
But, now I will go to the gym. I'm getting there. Slowly. Meant to go a prim and proper half hour after eating dinner, but I kind of dozed off for a bit there. And then I started typing this. But I'm going, really, I am. I've put lotion on my ashy ashy legs and everything. Just gotta find some socks, there's gotta be some clean ones here somewhere, I just did laundry on Wednesday. I should go before Jeopardy starts up, so I'm not tempted to watch...woops, too late. I'm just going to have to tiptoe past the tv, and OK OK I'M GOING ALREADY. Just for that, no song for you!
Thursday, February 28, 2013
Feeling chaotic today, thousand things running through the mind all at once all day. I imagine the scene to be not unlike Pamplona in July. Trying to slow down and isolate the thoughts so as to tackle each task in its turn, but I’ve been unsuccessful so far. Wonder if sleep is the cure? Then again, it’ll be a while before I get there, since the Red Wings have a west coast game tonight.
Looks like I was right in my thinking about taxes, but in trying to fill out the Michigan W-4, I noticed that it required a driver’s license number. A Michigan driver’s license number. So off I went to the Secretary of State’s office (a half mile away), where I learned they don’t take Visa. Where I also learned that I needed a couple of forms of proof of address, and maybe a birth certificate. I’m not entirely sure what that last thing is for, unless Michigan passed a law against undocumented immigrants having driver’s licenses. Long story short, no new driver’s license for me today. Tomorrow, maybe, if I can track down a copy of that certificate. License plates will have to wait until I get my car insurance transferred over to Michigan. Apparently, proof of insurance isn’t enough, I have to have Michigan insurance for Michigan plates. Maybe this was a requirement when I switched from Michigan to Wisconsin plates, but since that previous switch was 10 years ago, I don’t recall that detail. Pain in the backside, anyway.
I am not a hardcore gamer, but I do spend some time playing stuff, whether on PC or on line. An obsession of mine from 2011 and intermittently since, CivWorld (Facebook game from the people who made the Civilization series; I was in on the Alpha, and got to chat with Sid Meier in game once. Thanked him for 20+ years of entertainment ) just announced they were closing down the game soon. Kinda sad, but the game never caught on well, too many issues trying to monetize and facebook-ize the Civilization ethos, sacrificing a lot of the stuff that made that series what it is. Still too bad, I enjoyed Civworld for what it was, and have a few more internet friends as a result of playing it.
Listening to the incredible Tears for Fears album “Songs from the Big Chair” album, for the first time in way too long, and I’m struck, as I always am, by the song “The Working Hour”. Now, if you think about that album, you’re going to think of such huge hits as “Shout”, “Head over Heels” and “Everybody Wants to Rule the World,” and even “Mother’s Talk”. But if you ask me, the best song on the record is “The Working Hour”.
The track is a comment on capitalism, from the viewpoint of the worker feeling like a guinea pig for bosses, and feeling the pressure from above, fearful of losing his job.
This is the working hour
We are paid by those who learn by our mistakes
And fear is such a vicious thing
It wraps me up in chains
What this fear is about
But in light of having been unemployed for a year, and on the verge of jumping into a whole different experience from any I’ve had before, I’m seeing the words in a different light today. Guess I have to embrace the fear of the unknown, the fear of regaining the weight I’ve lost, and just get through it, not let it become a “vicious chain” binding me. Kind of looking forward to the challenges.
Tuesday, February 26, 2013
Move along, nothing to see, just opening up a space to collate all the instances and times of my febrile attempts at running.
Tuesday (post ultimate) 2/26, 15 minutes for one mile plus one lap, mile in 13:30. 1W/4R/2W/4R/2W
Monday (post pickleball), 2/25 One mile, 11:07, 1 Walk/5 run/2W/4R, tried to speed up the last two laps in an attempt to get under 11, but didn't quite make it.
Monday, February 25, 2013
The stoned out of its gourd moon at the end of this Little Caesars clip www.youtube.com/watch?v=tgbTk
6N5kwM fills me with rage. But not enough to not grab some of their product when I went to see the Detroit Red Wings play Saturday night, the first time I’ve managed to do so in over a decade. To save on parking costs, I put my car in the Greektown casino structure, thinking I might walk the just over 1 mile to the Joe Louis Arena. As I exited the lot, a cold wind dictated I take the People Mover, Detroit’s joke of a transit system, instead. It was the first time I’d been on that thing since 1998, as far as I recall, and it sounds like a creaking old geezer of a system, brakes wheezing into each stop en route to the arena. I walked into the stadium a half hour before gametime, and decided to take a walk around, trying to recall which of the decorations had been in place back in 2002. JLA is outdated, as per today’s hockey arenas, with luxury boxes located only at the top of the seating, and no flashy scoreboards ringing the arena, but it felt nice to just watch a game without the whizbang graphics. Not to say I’ve seen much in the way of NHL hockey lately – the last NHL game I saw was in 2003, when I went down to Columbus, Ohio to interview for grad school on a weekend that just happened to have a Blue Jackets/Vancouver Canucks game on the Thursday, and Michigan-Ohio State showdowns on Friday and Saturday. Hey, they asked which weekend I wanted to visit, who was I to ignore a perfectly fortuitous calendar?
The Canucks won that game back in 2003, and they were the opposition for the Red Wings Sunday night. Even though they scored first, and led 3-2 after the first, they would not be victorious again. As I chomped my thoroughly mediocre Little Caesars pizza (some would claim that that’s the best Little Caesars pizza ever rises to, but I grew up on the stuff, and enjoy it just fine, more often than not), I had to be careful, as I kept having to jump up to celebrate Wings goals. Three times in the second, twice before I’d disposed of the meal, the red light went on and Red Wings fans rejoiced. Thrice more in the third, and we left happy with an 8-3 victory, the exultant roar of “South Detroit” as Journey’s “Don’t Stop Believing” played late in the game still ringing in our ears.
I fully intended to ride the People Mover back to the casino stop, but the massive line at the ramp up to the platform decided that I would walk the distance, after all. I walked down the step in front of the Steve Yzerman entrance, uncertain if I was going the right way, but then I spied the Detroit River, and the glow of a whole different country on the far side, and I knew where I was. Had a moment’s mirth thinking that I’d have to pay one heck of a toll to get across the bridge, or through the tunnel nearer by, as I don’t have a currently valid passport. I kept walking, going past the Detroit Princess (cool old riverboat www.detroitprincess.com ), strolling behind Hart Plaza, over the tunnel to Canada, arriving finally at the Renaissance Center. Turning left at that collection of cylinders, and walking a few blocks further on, I arrived back at the casino. Emboldened by the altered employment status, though I don’t actually start for a couple of weeks, I played a few dollars I haven’t earned yet. Fortune was with me, though, as the evening’s expenditures were swiftly won back (as in, hockey ticket plus gas plus food plus the $20 I tossed on the craps table, plus about 50 bucks more), and I left, not trusting the next player to do me any more favors.
I had a pretty decent Sunday, then. How about you?
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