This week has just been brutal. My inbox has been blowing up left and right with emails from all these people wanting something or another from me. People responding to emails I sent days ago. I had a conference call with this guy from the company who bought the Meat Packer talking about VPN tunnels and their whole software upgrade (I am just going ( Read more... )

I've been dealing with a conundrum the past 24 hours surrounding the celebration of birthdays. On the one hand it is all ridiculous. Especially with people who focus so much on the day. On the other hand, it is nice to have "a day" that feels "special" and is fun and frivolous, even when one gets older ( Read more... )

I realized as I was going through the sparse writings of 2015 that I never wrote in detail about my 40th birthday trip to New Orleans (that I've come across yet). It makes me sad because my commentary on the trip would have been so much more interesting had I recapped it at the time. I remember most of the events, but truly something in the details ( Read more... )

I pretty much accomplished my one goal for the day, which has been a goal for weeks... cleaning the bird feeders. They were nasty from the winter and I've felt bad refilling them for weeks and months with how gross they were. Once that was done, I washed the Jeep which also desperately needed it since winter ( Read more... )

I am going through the past in this journal. I am listening to old music. Doing all sorts of the usual self-analysis I have always done. Feeling feelings. Remembering memories. It is all pretty standard stuff. Though I haven't forgotten the fact, I sort of have ignored that my birthday is this Sunday. When you reach a certain age, birthdays almost ( Read more... )

My 40th birthday has come and gone. The trip to New Orleans is over. Vacation from work, a faded memory. I've come out on the other side and things seem to be exactly the same ( Read more... )

I've got a group of friends I call my "Melrose Friends". I met them at the diner a few years back now. Both myself and they were frequent customers and as time went by I went from sitting at my own table to joining them. Now we are what one would consider friends. I go to their BBQs and they come to my parties. We have a "breakfast club" of sorts ( Read more... )

As I turned 36 this weekend I continued to have some realizations as I have in excess since this past winter. The weekend's realization is that my friends and I are awful people. But, it's no longer "awful funny" or "awful edgy"... it's just awful and it's an embarrassment ( Read more... )

Let's see, what's going on. Work ( Read more... )

The hilarious thing is that I am in exactly the same place I was a year ago + 30 pounds. Isn't age fun!