The clock in San Dimas is always running. Bill and Ted’s excellent Adventure, I don’t know why I felt the need to start today’s blog by going there. I loved the movie, haven’t seen it in a dogs age, so why it came to mind when thinking of a title I have no idea… Well maybe a little, first a lil bit of viddy from said movie.
Where does the time go? That movie was released in February 1989, over 20 years ago. It seems like yesterday when I was watching this and thinking this was the most triumphantly excellent movie ever. I was probably high when I said that, and truth be told, if you say that and you aren’t high, you need to relax a wee bit on the sugar.
Time is much on my mind these days. How much time do I have before I lose my mind from just sitting at home and not working is one such question. Not that I’m in love with busting my ass for peanuts, but it beats sitting home not busting my ass for peanuts waiting for the bank account to shrivel up completely. It won’t, I’m beginning to get offers again, so things’ll even out eventually, but it is a hassle knowing that I have to go do for someone else in order to keep my own world running smoothly. Doesn’t seem right, but I’m not sure that railing for all the world to see and understand would move the world so much as an inch, especially when what the world needs is someone to move it miles in a different direction… but I digress…
Course corrections are funny, a small one now can make a huge impact later. I’ve been making some subtle course corrections here, small financial ones, cutting a service or two here, adding them for a lesser price elsewhere, cutting the amount i spend overall. Small things which over time will save me money, and money saved now is money I have for later, which is always nice. Made another course correction today, which i think will have a larger impact. I put in a voucher at workforce one to begin training as a paralegal.
Paralegals, even entry level ones, make more money than I would be making at this point, if I were working. I was speaking to a woman at an agency today that said the larger firms are still letting people go, but the smaller and medium sized firms are hiring, so it’s not like the market is dry, there’s plenty of work to be done, and plenty of people to do it, it’s just a matter of time before things level out. I’ll be heading out to see her, resume in hand in a few days. She has nothing for me now, but things will happen soon.
No worries. I’ve got time on my side… until I don’t.
Time. There is never enough it seems, and no one is immortal. Not even runners who think they are fit and healthy and strong. 3 runners died during a half marathon in Detroit this weekend. Two of the three of them under 40. It could have been anything, congenital heart ailments, undiagnosed and untreated. Illness may have been at least partially to blame in at least one of the runners. But it is startling when runners start dropping dead like that.
I am a runner, and when I read stuff like this, which just happens, it makes me ask why? But there is no good answer, death just happens sometimes. People who run do have a higher risk of death by heart attack when they run than sedentary people do just living their lives, but that is more than made up for by living healthier lives the rest of the time.
But if it’s your time, it’s your time. Watch Bill Hicks talk about smoking, and laugh. He’s f****** funny, and dammit the man has a point!
That’s it from here. Later!
Today’s nuggets, by Bill Hicks, Via wikiquote: Folks, it’s time to evolve. That’s why we’re troubled. You know why our institutions are failing us, the church, the state, everything’s failing? It’s because, um – they’re no longer relevant. We’re supposed to keep evolving. Evolution did not end with us growing opposable thumbs. You do know that, right? There’s another 90 percent of our brains that we have to illuminate.
Keith Richards outlived Jim Fixx, the runner and health nut. The plot thickens. You remember Jim Fixx? This human cipher used to write books on jogging. Now, what do you fucking write about jogging? “Right foot, left foot, faster, faster, oh hell, I dunno, go home, shower.” Pretty much covers the jogging experience, I do believe. Then this doofus goes out and has a heart attack and dies … while jogging. There is a God. “Right foot, left foot, hemorrhage.”
They proved that if you quit smoking, it will prolong your life. What they haven’t proved is that a prolonged life is a good thing. I haven’t seen the stats on that yet.