It’s roughly 5:30am and I am in a state other than my own and have been awake since 4:00am. It’s been a strange weekend. I am thinking about going back to sleep. [update: I sort of did, because it’s now 8:00am but I am still not well-rested.]
Read Along With Me
Today’s passage from Notes To Myself.
There are occasions when I talk to a man who is riding high on some recent insight or triumph, and for the moment life probably seems to him to have no problems. But I just don’t believe that most people are living the smooth, controlled, trouble-free existence that their careful countenances and bland words suggest. Today never hands me the same thing twice and I believe that for everyone else life is also a mixture of unsolved problems, ambiguous victories and vague defeats — with very few moments of clear peace. I never do seem to quite get on top of it. My struggle with today is worthwhile, but it is a struggle nonetheless and one I will never finish.
To all who have helped me — Thanks.
Not really, it’s just that this business trip didn’t turn out quite as planned. While it’s now 8:00am and beautiful I will be holed up in my hotel room doing work until I check out later this morning.
I return ITP later today and before doing so I will wrap up a few loose ends and have lunch with my friend (lurking) Lisa who, along with her husband (and my friend) Randy, has put up with my crap for the past two days.
I have determined that the next time I visit Raleigh I am driving. Because I’ve done it before I know that it’s a long haul, but I yearn for the ability to load up my trunk with beer and soda that I cannot buy in Georgia and spend this sunny day on the backroads looking for photo opportunities.
It’s A Concert, It’s House Concert
On Friday night Lisa, Randy and I went to somebody’s house very near where they live to see Christine Kane put on a show. It was rather surreal for me to enter someone’s home, sit down on a couch, and see a performer — whose music I’ve purchased in the past — perform. I will guess that the house held about seventy people. The setup was not quite optimal, but at least our room had its own speaker so we had no trouble hearing the music or the stories being told by Christine.
The woman who owned the house mentioned that this was their seventy-first house concert in the past ten years. What an interesting idea, not that I’d ever subject myself to such an ordeal however…
ITP Flickr Pic
The concept was formed instantaneously, compose the word “love” found on the window of my friends’ house with their neighbor’s VW Beetle (bug). Had I put more time into the shot it would have been a bit better; the same could be said if I took it near home so I could have edited the shot with Lightroom and/or Photoshop. To this point this is the only shot I’ve taken since I arrived in Raleigh on Thursday night — I’ve been busy…
I thought about saving this for three more days and posting in on Valentine’s Day. Fuck Valentine’s Day!
Beer: Check!, Bottle Of Wine: Check!; Child: Huh? Uncheck!
On Saturday night I went to my second birthday gathering in as many nights (who knew that so many people were born in February?). This I must say was the most unsual birthday party that I have ever attended. I kid you not when I say that I might have been one of five people who arrived without a kid (also read “child” or “infant”).
While I have been mislabeled as “not kid friendly” I did not mind the prevalence of
non-alcohol drinking, yet too young to be designated drivers. However I have to admit that for most of the evening I felt that I was in a room of people speaking a language that I barely understoond — I’d pick up words or two but never quite get all of the concepts.
Facebook: While I Am In Raleigh I Find Out She’s Moved To Orlando
I used to have two sets of friends who lived in Raleigh, Randy & Lisa, and Suzanna & Mark. I met Suzanna, Lisa, and Randy through hashing in Atlanta. Randy lured Lisa to Raleigh while Mark did the same for Suzanna. Admittedly I’ve done a much better job of staying in touch with Lisa and Randy.
While riding back to Raleigh from Chapel Hill after lunch Saturday I received an email on my phone. I naturally checked it out and found out that it was from Facebook alerting me that Suzanna had added me as a friend. Last night I finally got around to surfing to Facebook to acknowledge our friendship and found out that lo and behold that I am down to one set of friends in Raleigh as Suzanna and Mark have picked up and moved to Florida.
Regardless I am glad to have Suzanna’s contact on Facebook and glad to hear that all is well with her. Maybe Facebook has a purpose other than playing Scrabulous after all…
And now for some ideas stolen from LiveJournal…
Current Mood – rough — cold, tired, spent, harried, ready to get home so that I can do laundry and do it all over again
Current Music – listening to my Built To Spill channel on Pandora
Website Of The Day – Um, I got all snarky on Friday in this space and wish to offer a mea culpa. Thanks to Brian Storm I found out the proper web address for his company Media Storm is the “.org” and not the “.com.”
Exercise (b)Log – running, 3.6 miles Saturday; running, 7.4 miles Sunday
Monthly Foot Mileage – 23.7 miles
Monthly Wheel Mileage – 0 miles
Monday Morning Weigh-In – not taken because I am not near my scale
Mode Of Transportation To Work – My (rental) car
Monthly Marta Rides – 0
1) Run no fewer than 75 miles
2) Ride Marta no fewer than ten times (five round-trips)
3) Read at least one book