The Boy Is Back In Town

Cue the Thin Lizzy guitar riff..

The Long Road Home
Clearwater to Atlanta is very doable in one day, as long as you don’t spend too long mucking around, or make many stops. When I finally reached I-275, which joins I-75 above Tampa, I was ready for the long haul home.

As I mentioned in a comment yesterday I stopped in Lake Park, Georgia; Exit 5 to be specific. In previous journeys to Florida I have left Atlanta after work (obviously when I had a job) and overnighted at a hotel off that exit. I’ve never had to do this on a return trip because I always leave Florida in the morning. At Exit 5 I ate Mexican food at a place I’ve been to before, and filled the M6 with gas for the remainder of the trip. Exit 5 is like too many exits which adorn the US interstates — chock full of buildings that once housed businesses and are now shuttered. I stopped there yesterday because the M6 needed gas at that time and I was familiar with the restaurant offerings.

People have teased me about my “Grandpa Paulie” style of driving, hovering near the posted speed limits, but let me tell you two things that I don’t like:
– having the fear of getting pulled over by a state trooper who is sitting awaiting speeders
– incurring the cost of speeding tickets

On this trip I saw about a dozen Georgia and Florida troopers lying in wait, and about five people pulled over by them. Yesterday I was passed by a Dodge Charger from Illinois that was flying up I-75. About an hour later I passed the Charger as it was on the side of the road with a state trooper near Adele, GA. The Charger passed me again somewhere south of Macon.

My approximately 475-mile trip took me over eight hours, this includes stopping for food as well as the first hour of stop-go-traffic getting to I-275. For me it felt good to have some time to myself again and it also afforded me plenty of time to catch up on podcasts that I had downloaded since Friday.

Postal Fail (Again)
Knowing I would be gone for five days, four of which the post office delivers mail, I requested a Hold Mail from Thursday until today. Every once in a while I receive non-junk mail and want to ensure that prying eyes don’t want to steal my identity.

Side note: one of the many mistakes I made at the ITP Estate was being bullied to put a mailbox at the curb, with the thread of no mail delivery, by the Post Office (for their convenience). For the first year (or so) mail was placed through the mail-slot in my front door. I never needed to request the post office to hold my mail because it accumulated inside the house, and not inside a mailbox.

Anyway, when I arrived home there was mail sitting in my mailbox. Given that this mail was not wrapped by the Mail Hold paperwork, means that it must have been delivered on Thursday and sat in my mailbox for the entire time that I was gone. Great…

Return To My Routine
I overslept this morning. While I’m not a fan of doing this it felt okay today, even though I have a ton of things to accomplish today.

Instead of eating a nice breakfast as I did all weekend I’ve returned to eating a protein bar, mostly so that I am not starving when I go to LA Fitness later this morning.

Post workout I will be going to hole-up somewhere to do my German homework, and hopefully a little preparation in anticipation of interviewing again.

Tonight I return to German class.

Happy Mardi Gras!

Paulie [eatl/ga]

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Melancholy And The Infinite Sadness

As I return up I-75 to Atlanta today I am reminded of the life I had the last time I did this back in October:
– I was dating someone, though deep inside I knew it was nearing an end.
– The Echostar office had recently closed.
– I received a call from a friend who asked me to be a personal reference for him to get a job at an Atlanta-based newsletter company, to which from here on I will refer to as the “Patriots”, since I don’t like them. 😉

Bingo Loser
Two nights of bingo, one winning game for me. However, the winnings didn’t cover my expenses.

The biggest thing I won was the respect of a guy on the first night who told me that I was doing a good thing by keeping my mother happy.

Beer Me
I *tried* to go to a brewery on Saturday, but there was no parking lot and I wasn’t about to force my [redacted] year-old mother, who broke her hip last year, to walk any distance. Besides, she’s not a beer drinker.

Before I hit the long road this morning I will be making a beer stop to pick up a case of cold ones that are not distributed in Georgia.

The Exercising Of Paulie
I *tried* to go to LA Fitness on Saturday morning only to find out that they do not open until 8:00am. Not wanting to wait another thirty minutes outside for the privilege to exercise, I gave up.

I did manage to use my bicycle once, getting in a 26-mile yesterday. I knew that I was going to be riding into a 10 mph headwind for the first thirteen miles, and received a bit of benefit from the resulting tailwind on the second half of the journey. Given that the elevation change was only 33 feet for the entire twenty-six miles, you can imagine that this rise is not much different than sitting on a trainer.

I was going to try to sneak in a workout at LA Fitness, which opens at 5:00am on weekdays, before I hit the road today. Was, but didn’t.

Make it a good Monday. Think about the fun I am having passing Tampa, Gainesville, Valdosta, and Macon before finally getting back inside the perimeter.

Paulie [dunedin/fl]

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Reading Not Riding

I am down in Florida, with my bike, for what seems will be a beautiful (if not “cool”) weather weekend. Normally I’d be out on my bike every morning, spending a good ninety minutes appreciating pancake-flat roads. But this time? Nooooooo. DANGEN!

Yes, I brought my bike down inside the M6, but because of today being my mother’s birthday and the fact that I have a lot of reading to do in order to prepare for future job interviews, I think that I will be sacrificing my pleasure time for responsible activities. DANGEN!

Here’s to hoping that your weekend is more fun-filled than mine will be.

Paulie [dunedin/fl]

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Off To Florida

Will check in later.

Paulie [eatl/ga]

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Gone Coding

Sorry folks, some time-critical items have been dropped into my lap and I need to address them today.

Make yours a great day.

Paulie [eatl/ga]

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I’m Keeping My Fingers Crossed

Or auf Deutsch “Ich drücke die Daumen”, literally “I press my thumbs”.

Building Trust
The new security system did not start off strong, by lunch the kitchen door had mysteriously opened and closed at least three times without me ever going near it. With the installation technician scheduled to occur “some time later this afternoon” I was a prisoner in the ITP Estate all day.

The installer returned, looked at the door, went down in the basement and (supposedly) fixed something in the main box, returned upstairs and tried the door several times without fail, and left. I have not had a phantom signal since noon yesterday, I am hoping that this system is rock solid and that I can trust it.

Ugh.

Starting Over
I am scheduled, scheduled this time, to have a phone call with a local company about employment. This call is to happen at 1pm so I am going to spend the rest of this morning brushing up on some simple things.

Hoping For The Afternoon I Am Anticipating
After the call I need to get out of the house. In doing so I will be setting the alarm for the first time. I hope that nothing goes wrong.

If I do not have to handle a false alarm I will be going to the Dekalb Public Library (in a car) to return “Birdman”, to LA Fitness, and then to German class.

If I have no issues with the alarm system then I can place (some) confidence in it being okay when I go away later this week.

I’m keeping my fingers crossed…

Paulie [eatl/ga]

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Strugglation

If the Trump and all of his cronies can make up news, I’m going to start making up words. Hence, today’s title is “Strugglation”, or the feeling of struggling in one’s life. Wait a minute! I’ve used “dangen” for years and that’s not a real English word either. Perhaps I’m just a round peg trying to fit into a square hole, which happens to be the second definition of “strugglation”.

Awash With Doubt
All weekend I waffled on my decision to let someone come over today to install a new security system. On the one hand I am looking forward to having a new system, one that uses a cellular network (for which I pay monthly of course) instead of a landline (of which I am hoping to rid myself). However it’s not as cheap as I’d hoped, and there is a three-year contract. Am I really going to be here three more years?

Anyway, the installer is due at the ITP Estate between 08:00-12:00 so I am a prisoner in my own home.

Beware Of The Ides Of March
On Saturday I received a summons for jury duty. DANGEN!!! My appearance day is in mid-March, which if I can manage to land a job soon should be about the time I start at my new company. Now isn’t that the most inconvenient time to skip work? It’s not like the county could have called me during the seven months that I have been on hiatus. At least I am not planning to be out of town during the time at which I am to report.

Because I Could
I have been working out regularly and yesterday saw me put in a good hour at LA Fitness. Afterward I wanted to sit outside in the beautiful weather and remembered that I had cycled past a restaurant in Kirkwood called The Greater Good BBQ. Upon hearing that they had but one rack of baby back ribs remaining, which may not be true and I am apparently quite a sucker for a hard sell, I ordered a half rack for a (very) early dinner.

“Good Eats At The Greater Good” (Kirkwood, Georgia, United States)
Good Eats At The Greater Good
Pictured above are my ribs, a bowl of baked beans (upper left), Texas toast (lower left), and brisket chili (lower right). Not pictured are the two SweetWater 420s (SweetWater just celebrated their 20th birthday!) that I also consumed. Everything I ate was delicious, though I thought the chili could used a few more chunks of brisket. Though the meal was expensive, especially when you drink two beers, it did momentarily help lift me out of a funk.

If You Can’t Say Anything Nice
That’s about all I will say about the play I saw on Saturday night. Hey, at least I wasn’t one of the people who left at intermission…

Gone, But Not Forgotten
I took two boxes of “things” to Goodwill yesterday. I must be continually executing this chore until all my extraneous shit is gone.

If It’s No Longer A Tube Is It Still The “Boob Tube”?
I watched a lot of things this weekend. Well, not many varied things but I spent a lot of time in my tv room.

After this weekend I have watched the entirety of the first six seasons of Parks and Recreation. I will admit to missing the show when I finish the final season, which it appears takes place in 2017 even though the series really ended in 2015.

Last night I watched Birdman or (The Unexpected Virtue of Ignorance). Suffice to say that this movie was nothing of what I expected. I am still trying to figure out of I liked it or not…

Ifs, Ands, Or Butts
If the installer gets here early enough, and the company I am trying to get an interview calls me, I will be putting my butt on my mountain bike and going out for a ride this afternoon. The goal will be to cycle over to the Decatur Public Library to return “Birdman” and then satisfy my requirements for exercising today. I realize that the library will be closed today, but I can still drop the video into the book drop. However, in order to exercise this plan so many things have to fall into place…

Happy Presidents Day.

Paulie [eatl/ga]

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The Monkey Threw Such A Wrench Into My Plan

Like a pendulum I swing from “fix up ITP Estate and live in Atlanta for a while longer” and “dump the ITP Estate for whatever I can get for it now and move on”. My mood literally swings at least ten times a day, with no solution in sight. Today I am having a security company come out and look at installing a new security system, though I am not sure why I would commit to anything long term at this time. I am completely conflicted.

I have put a baited hook back into the employment waters and am starting to get some bites. Forgive me if I worry incessantly until I actually land a job again. I will do my best to worry in silence.

Yesterday I had a less-grandeous version of “Ferris Bueller’s Day Off”. I went to IKEA at which I could only purchase three very small items because of my indecision and desire to reduce the number of things I own.

Free Parking
From IKEA I went to the LA Fitness in Atlantic Station. Because I didn’t know the parking rules of going to LA Fitness in Atlantic Station I decided to do a “shorter” workout of 45 minutes on an elliptical. I had cause for concern because the LA Fitness on 5th Street only validates parking for ninety minutes, which is barely enough time to change clothes, work out for an hour, and shower. I found out that you get two free hours of parking at Atlantic Station; this is useful information for me.

After my workout I snaked my way over to the parking deck at the Woodruff Arts Center. I begrudgingly decided that I was okay with paying $15 for parking, since I was going to be there for about six hours. I went to the High Museum of Art, ate a very expensive dinner at Tap 1180, drank a cup of coffee at Octane Coffee, and saw the play “Too Heavy For Your Pocket” at Hertz Stage at the Alliance Theatre. As a cherry on top when I was leaving the parking deck I was waived through without having to pay!

Another Play In Store
Tomorrow night I will be going to Theatrical Outfit to see “Lost In The Cosmos”.

I’m sure I have much more to say, but the security company is to be here very soon and I can’t concentrate on this any longer.

Have a great weekend.

Paulie [eatl/ga]

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You Will Never Understand

How disappointed I was that Steinbeck’s didn’t serve coffee and dessert. Pity.

The mystery dinner evening was fun. About ten of us met at Universal Joint for a drink, then for dinner we walked over to Scout. We were to finish with coffee and dessert, but as soon as everyone saw that there was no coffee and dessert served there, they left; I had already ordered a beer at the bar so I stayed.

A Not So Funny Thing Happened On The Treadmill
My LA Fitness routine lately has be thirty minutes on an elliptical followed by thirty fast-walking on a treadmill. Yesterday my time on the treadmill was cut to twelve minutes due to pain in my shins that refused to go away. Dangen!

Instead of quitting my workout I did thirty minutes on a stationary bike. I couldn’t let myself quit. After all, I thought that I was going to eating dessert last night…

Paulie [eatl/ga]

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Busy Day Ahead

As I wait out this morning’s storms I have eaten a breakfast of one hard-boiled egg (the second one proved to be too much work to peel) and a short stack of pancakes. I need to find that method of peeling hard-boiled eggs in a bowl.

This morning I will be fighting traffic to go to La Fitness, before driving a shit-ton of dirty clothes to Chamblee. My timing to run out of clean underwear for tomorrow, unless I do laundry today, coincides perfectly with my plans to meet my fried Darren at El Pollo Norteño for lunch.

Tonight I will attending a “mystery” dinner in Oakhurst. The dinner, which is put on by Urban Explorers of Atlanta, appears to be a progressive dinner during which we will visit three restaurants in Oakhurst. If you have ever been to Oakhurst you know that we will not have to walk far to accomplish this.

In the time between lunch and dinner I will be learning Swift and applying for a job about which I have heard. Ugh.

Wee Little Bit: Trail Whisperer
On my ride about town, which was nearly the exact ride I took last week, I came across another hash trail. This time I was out on the Dekalb Stone Mountain Path near Avondale Estates. I lost this trail, which appeared to be older than the others I have found, quickly and made no effort to pick it up again.

I think it is weird to find so many trails in town in such a compressed time frame.

Until tomorrow,
Paulie [eatl/ga]

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