Monday, March 04, 2013
Wouldn't be much left of me if I did.
Exercise I don't wannas ruled Monday, too.
See if I manage to wake up at 6 AM tomorrow for the frisbee with the kiddies. The alarm will ring, a matter of whether I answer the bell. Right now, I really don't feel like it, and it hasn't even rang yet.
You need a special dictionary to translate that last line.
Am I paranoid for wondering what the hackensack is up with HR not getting in touch with me about the next phase of paperwork today? I've already paid for two weeks of flights (overpriced for short notice), and don't want to lay out for hotel and rental car until I talk to them. (the answer to the question is yes)
Can you tell the mind is unfocused? Would an illustration of a squirrel help?
Staring down a box of pepper jack cheez its. Taken my one serving out (only 25 crackers, as opposed to 27 for regular, and 29 for reduced fat, what a rip off!). Want more. Bottle of water next to it, half full. Want more of that, too. The pepperjack has created a pleasant buzz.
May or may not play in a trivia thing next weekend, immediately before starting work. I'd be a fill in, at a championship event. Like a rookie stepping up to the plate in the 9th inning of the last game of the world series. Or, make it the 8th, and call me Avasail Garcia.
I know a lot of useless facts, but I've never liked bar trivia. Not sure why. I answer a fair share whenever I do play.
Listening to the new Stratovarius album today. Used to chat with the keyboardist (Jens Johansson) on IRC back in the 90s. Can't recall if he ever dished on Yngwie Malsteen or not, Jens was on that guy's biggest albums.
Fave stratovarius song, Hunting High and Low, www.youtube.com/watch?v=N2l8K
A bit of Yngwie's neoclassical wankery, Far Beyond the Sun, www.youtube.com/watch?v=wlCnV
Haven't touched any more cheez-its yet. Also haven't done a lick of exercise. Don't really think I'm making it in the morning.
Bad time for exercise motivation to fail me, eh? I'm sure it's temporary, although, to tell truth, I've felt rather bored with spark people as a site this past week. Not sure if that's real, or just a "too much other stuff to think about right now" side effect. Ask me again in three weeks, y'know?
Think I've thought the thoughts right out of my head. Good night.
Sunday, March 03, 2013
The dazed part is just because I'm tired. Long day, though with no particular exertions. Watched a couple of games, played with the nephew, and chatted with the bro and sis-in-law, and her brother, who was visiting, a guy that has been in the consulting business since he graduated college back in 2004. Picked his brain a tiny bit, even asked what he does to stay thin while on the road. Sadly, he had no insight on that, as he's one of those creatures who actively try to gain weight, and fail, due to freakish metabolism. If only we all had that problem.
Got home intending to do some semblance of exercise, but it'll have to wait until tomorrow. The scale won't be kind this week, ate external food a couple times this weekend, with a third meal consisting of thanksgiving type food - we bought a turkey at some point, and finally got around to cooking it up, and when you have turkey, mashed potatoes and stuffing aren't far behind. Enjoyed the grubbing, now to try and reset to where I was middle of last week before the real trials begins.
One other thing got taken care of this weekend with a minimum of effort. My brother is one of those bargain hunter types, who will grab three shirts at once when he needs just one, if he's found a great deal on it. As you might imagine, that leaves him with excess stuff, which encroaches onto his wife's closet space. Rather than going shopping for the new gig, I, uh, liberated some of the excess, thus earning a modicum of gratitude from the sister-in-law, and some decent threads for that best of prices: free!
Oh, and for the record, the "bemused" part is for the lack of reaction to the "I saw a dead guy lying on the side of the highway" portion of my previous blog post. I mean, I get it, after all, how the heck are you supposed to respond to something like that? Someone else writes it, I'd have absolutely no clue what I was supposed to say about a situation like that. But that was something I didn't even think about, until I woke up in the middle of the night thinking about that guy. My apologies for any awkwardness you might have felt reading about that, whether yesterday or in this rehash.
Saturday, March 02, 2013
Coheed and Cambria with partial credit for the blog title inspiration tonight
with the other part going to Iron Maiden
Not anything earthshaking, just that I finally went a full mile jogging, on Friday night. Took me 10:32, and I did a second mile (3W/6R/3W) afterwards in 14:08. Not sure what was different yesterday, except perhaps the fact I started jogging first thing upon getting to the gym, rather than after playing something else. An ankle whined about it during, and a knee wasn't happy when messing with the leg press machine afterwards. But that's a minor barrier breached.
Spending the weekend at my brother's house, chasing the nephew. That's the fun part. Getting up here was a bit of a different story, one detour leading to me somehow losing a highway. The sad part is that I've done it before, getting dumped onto Gratiot Avenue in Detroit rather than continuing up I-75. Still have no idea how I managed to do it. Ended up traveling through the city instead of backtracking, and that was depressing, what with the abandoned houses and downtrodden storefronts telling the city's sad tale. Eventually, I got to the I-94 junction...and chose the wrong direction, going east rather than west back towards I-75. That led to more detouring, as I eventually jumped on I 696 west, in an effort to get back to I-75. Unfortunately, I'd been listening to music rather than a station that gave traffic updates, because that meant I didn't know that particular highway was closed a couple of miles before my desired exit, due to a guy jumping off an overpass and getting hit by traffic. When they finally opened two lanes of the highway, as we passed by the phalanx of cops still in the two right lanes, there was a figure on the side of the road, with one naked leg, from about mid-thigh down, sticking out from beneath a sheet. Might be seeing that one in a dream tonight.
That aside, it's been a pretty good day. The nephew's worth many smiles, and hey, my brother and sister-in-law are pretty cool, too. Came out here early-ish, so I didn't make it to the gym, but definitely burned a couple of calories chasing after the kid. About to try and put together an exercise bike my brother bought, wish us the luck to not lose any screws!
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.
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