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Life Lessons And In-Flight Safety

I'm not going to lie to you. I'm ridiculously bummed. More than I probably should be. It's like I lost...well...a friend. I know it sounds goofy, but it's true.Let me back up though.Something you may or may not know about me...I love to embrace technology. If there is a tool I can embrace and use, I will...to the hiit.I write...a lot. I know, big shock, right? But I have journals all over the house...always have...in every house. Notebooks everywhere.A few years back my wife at the time got me a Kindle Fire. I was in heaven. I used it for everything...taking notes, calendar, email, porn..er...internet browsing. You name it I used it. It was a great size (typical 7" tablet). Before that was a jailbroken Pandora Note (also a great little tablet for the dough).One thing I thought I would really get in to using the tablet(s) for was notetaking and journaling. And I did. A lot. Then I got a new job and wound up getting an iPad2. The game changed at that point. In addi…

Waking Dream and Dishes and Sleepy time tea Hollows

The conversation played out in my head. As though I were watching a movie. The movie was of 2 people...me and someone else...having a conversation about the creation of an overweight super hero.
But it wasn't as though I was talking about having a movie, it was as though I were scripting a comic book. Only the comic book was my life and the conversation I was having was me trying to talk this person out of recruiting me.To be a super hero.I don't know what prompted it, to be quite honest. One minute I was doing the dishes..gathering trash and walking out to the dumpster. The alley is dark. I guess that prompted thoughts of nefarious ne'er do wells ruling the night...only to be shot down by a force for good.Probably didn't help that we were talking about Agents of SHIELD at work today or that I had just watched the new series, Sleepy Hollow. Mix magic and super heroes and you tap in to something in me that just resonates. I'm sure there's a reason for that. At 42…

Precious Moments

I'm in the middle of a post about how the 'we love each other/never forget' posts on the anniversary of certain major historical events always make me cringe just a little bit, but something else has caught my attention. Driving in to work today. It's raining. Forget the fact that I sprint to my non-garaged car only to realize that a)there is no effective way to both get in the car AND get the soaking wet umbrella in the car without getting some of that rain on me and b)I've forgotten the lunch that I had so meticulously packed meaning that c)I had to go back in and repeat a). That's how the commute started.The above pic shows what happened when I got to Sawmill. Sawmill Road is closer to my destination than my home. Once I hit Sawmill, it's usually 10-15 minutes to my work if traffic cooperates.Traffic had no intention of cooperating. I got to the Sawmill road exit (just past the point where I could have actually exited had I heard an accurate traffic rep…

Randomness at 37,000ft

This is less than ideal. I'm in a plane at 37000 ft and I've got a fit of inspiration. Well, not sure if it's actually inspiration as much as it is shit that needs to be out of my head. Like yesterday. Yesterday would have been my 11th anniversary. Yes. I know I covered that. But look man...I'm just clearing cobwebs, ya dig?Actually I don't know what I'm doing. Well, that's not entirely true. I know one thing I'm doing. I'm hoping that this plane is on time to Chicago. See, on Friday when I was flying out to Phoenix, the flight from Columbus to Chicago was 30+minutes late. So, by the time we got to Midway...and deplaned, I was left with 0 minutes before my connecting flight was boarding. So I was in an airport I was unfamiliar with. And it wasn't a small airport, I might add. OK...to you seasoned travelers, Chicago Midway might be small, but to this overweight dude with a recovering knee and a bum shoulder, to land at gate B something and ha…

A Dry Heat

If I had to guess, I would surmise that "Yes, but it's a dry heat" is as natural of a reaction to Phoenicians when someone says "It sure it hot out here," as it is for Buckeye fans to shout out "I-O" whenever they hear "O-H!"Yes. I'm perfectly aware that the absence of humidity makes it more bearable for the body to stand higher temperatures. I get that. Only, in the monsoon season there is humidity. And stupid me booked a trip Phoenix to visit a friend during monsoon season. First of all, the fact that Arizona has a monsoon season should have tipped me off. But luckily for me, my friend lives in the one area that seemed to get NO rain....just heat. And humidity. It's been a good weekend though. I got to see acres of roses in the desert. Which, to be perfectly honest is something I never even conceived of.I got to swim in a swimming pool that was upwards of 80 degrees and feel like it was actually cooling my body down. Perception i…