Apropos of nothing else, one of these days, with all these shiny tags I have, I really ought go back to Day One, if I can stand to endure myself as I was eight years ago -- has it really been eight years? -- and actually tag everything ( Read more... )

Back home after travels that totaled 48 hours on the road, and 14 plus spent in a car driving one way or the other and about 18 of them sleeping, which leaves a mere 16 hours spent actually visiting with people -- and I'm not sure if I really spent 16 hours with my friends and family -- it certainly didn't feel like even that, and it certainly wasn ( Read more... )

Thursday night I got on a bus and went to New York City. The trip was a positive delight.

( The Ride. )

I did not sleep well, I regret to say -- I think I may have scored perhaps 4 hours all told and that may be optimistic ( Read more... )

I weep.My first car was a Pontiac Firebird GTA, when I was 20. Folks who've known me a long enough time will remember that old thing. Rumbled, grumbled, and purred her way around. Transmission blew and she never ran quite right with the replacement, and when that one died again I sent her off mournfully, and always vowed I'd replace her some day ( Read more... )

Back home, back in the office.

Impending feelings of the world shifting in subtle but undeniably noticable ways coming in. It's not just the wedding. There's a lot. 2009 seems fixated on making sure I leave it with a very, very different world than I entered it. Pittsburgh. Marriage. Friends. Family.

Cheers.

Suffering bizarre case of insomnia. Came home exhausted -- only slept 4 hrs last night! Fell asleep by 8, woke up at 10, having a hard time getting back to sleep. Drinking lots of water, because somewhere in this mix I got dehydrated ( Read more... )