October 2011 Random Thoughts

Once a month or so, I clear out some of the content on my Running Commentary, Random Thoughts, and 12 Notes pages and place them here on the main page to make room for fresh content on those pages.  This is the content from October 2011′s Random Thoughts.  Enjoy!

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Oct 1st:  October baseball is happening behind me on television.   Occupy wall street takes up my thoughts.  Word is that the protestors who were marching were lead to a specific part of the Brooklyn bridge by the police, then the police told them they were in the wrong place, kettled them, and arrested a mass of them.  The number I have seen puts the number of arrests at 500.  I wasn’t there, I do not know.  But it seems they are largely unfazed, and ready for more marching.  Tough sons o’ bitches, they are!

I so want to go there.  I will, if it lasts long enough, I’ll wind my way there.

Oct 2nd:  It’s 8:45 pm and I am feeling a little jittery about my first day at the new job.  I don’t think I’ve ever felt jitters like this about a job before, at least none this bad that I can remember.  It’ll be OK, I’m certain of that, but it just feels awkward to have jitters about something that I know I can do.  I have had jitters before and I know how it goes, so it’s not that big a deal.  It’s more of an annoyance than anything.  It’ll pass.  No worries.

Oct 3rd.  I took the day off from running because this is my first day working at my new job.  I think it was the right choice.  The work was not particularly hard, but I was working exhibition, which is standing around all day assisting people who might want to information about particular pieces of artwork.  Which can be monotonous, but it is also hard on the feet.  I will never sneer at a security guard who has to stand on guard all day.  That is hard work.

Oct. 4th:  My wife went on vacation today.  She’ll be gone for a week.   Hope she has fun.  I’m going to be busy as hell on my first week of work, unable to have even a little down time when she is gone.  No vaycay for me.  Ah well.  No worries.

Oct 5th:  On the job today, I had me a treat.  I was actually able to play guitar for a few minutes.  A famous person who I will not name is selling his guitar collection, and I got to play a number of his guitars.  He had a few Dobros, wanted to play them, but they weren’t tuned, and I didn’t want to mess with them too much.  They had some really outstanding pieces as well.  Twas fun.

Oct 6th:  Running is beating my ass lately, My right quad is sore as hell, and I walk like an old man.  Which is pretty damn funny, seeing how I call myself an old man now, and suddenly I start walking around like one.  Dammit and other such statements.

I haven’t written much on my brothers in Zucotti park recently, more because I am busy than anything else really.  They are still standing up for the rest of us, I am still proud of my brothers and sisters out on the streets, fighting for what’s right, fighting for America.

And the Yankees lost.  Joy.  The Phillies lost as well.  That made seeing the Yankees not get out of the first round a little easier to swallow.

Oct 7th:  Hung art for the first time at my new job.  Got the first ones I did right, then they decided that they were too low, and I had to redo them, hang them 2 inches higher.  No worries.  Goofed the next ones, but got a quick lesson in hanging from this guy I work with, and nailed it (unintentional pun) after that.

Also got to play with more guitars.  a $100,000+ job too.  A 1940 hauser, sweet little thing, a dream to play, the kind of guitar that makes the player that plays it better just by playing that instrument.  Man, it was nice.

Oct 8th:  Going to my brothers son’s 6th birthday party later.  Should be a hoot, he’s a great kid. Might be hard for me though, I’m used to running around with these kids, and my quads are still sore, and my knees are beginning to feel it as well.  That’s what ibuprofen is for.  No worries.

Oct 9th: Worked today, caught up on the news a little bit, ate some really unhealthy food, ran before the break of day, again.  Tired.  Don’t mind though.  The work wasn’t too hard, the news wasn’t too bad, the food tasted good, and my quads are feeling better after a week of being sore.  Nice. Going to sleep early.

Oct 10th: Columbus day made for a very un-busy day at the job.  No one showed up at all to view any of the art, which initially shocked me.  It didn’t bother me too much though.  Made my feet sore, because what I do in that case is stand in one place, kinda like a security guard.  Not good for the feet, the legs or the back.

Oct 11th:  Running during the work week is getting easier now that I am running later.  I am faster as well as a consequence, which I can deal with.  And I am running fairly long, in comparison to what I ran when I was working at Sotheby’s last year.

My wife will be home in a few hours, don’t know how that’s gonna go, hope it doesn’t keep me awake too long.  Hope I can get a decent amount of sleep before work tomorrow.

Oct 12th:  Anagram: Wall Street/ Law Letters/ We Tell Rats/ All Wetters/ Sell Wet Art/ Rest Wallet/ Steel Trawl.

Oct 13th:  Got my first pay check today, and it was nice.  Much more than I was expecting, by several hundred dollars.  I’m going food shopping this weekend, and I’m getting all the stuff we need for once!  YAHOOOOOOO!  That is a nice feeling.  Still feels weird getting that much money, I’ve been getting horsecrap pay, the short end of the stick for so long, I forgot what it felt like to make an honest wage. A guy could get used to this.

Oct 14th:   Man I have been so tired lately, it’s been hard to keep up on my writing, or much of anything but “Work, sleep, eat.”  I try to keep the word “Run” in my version of that sentence, but I had to take today off so I can work.  I hate taking days off running, but there is simp,y not enough time in the day to schedule it today.  And no matter what I have issues with sleep, if I get a few hours decent sleep I’m a happy guy, but it doesn’t happen enough.

With that said, I’m going to sleep at midnight, and getting up at 5:30 am on a Saturday to go run before I get to the food shopping and clothes washing.

Oct 15th: I hardly watch the news anymore,  I almost never get to see the news shows I want to see.  Being busy and getting paid for it does have it’s drawbacks.  It makes it very hard to stay informed about subjects political that one can keep up on when one has a little extra time on ones hands.  Gotta take time out of each day, even if it’s only a few minutes, to read up on stuff.  I want to know what’s going on in the world.

Oct 16th:  Giants won. Pretty happy about that.  Good to see the Giants go into the bye with a win.  Nothing beyond that.

Oct 17th – Oct 19th:  I had nothing these days.  I was busy at work.  Well, I did have some thoughts about that work, but mostly they were of the “How the fuck did I manage to fuck THAT up” variety.  That might be slightly interesting to you, but they gave me a fucking headache.

Oct 20th:  I was talking to one of the guys I work with, who heard something about the Sotheby’s lockout of the 814 art handlers, and the news was about as bad as it gets.  Word is that they will be fired soon, all of them.  These motherfuckers at Sotheby’s are trying to fuck my 814 brothers, hard.  This shit isn’t right.  They worked hard, for years, gave everything to that place, ate all the disrespect that management  threw their way like men, and this is the thanks they get.  Assholes.  Management can never be trusted to do anything for anyone not management, and this would be the proof.

Oct 21st:  I’m not unhappy to see that  Moammar Khaddafi was killed by his people.  He deserved it from what I hear, but I never lived there, so I have an opinion, but I don’t know what it was like, but I will take the judgment and actions of his people as proper towards him.  Looking at and listening to the guy, dude was just plain fucking nuts.  That’s as much opinion of the guy that I can muster at this point.

Oct 22nd: I resent the fact that everywhere I go I hear negative talk about OWS.  We resent the fact that we paid for the bailout, and these bastards won’t hire, and keep buying influence on K street WITH THE MONEY WE GAVE THEM, while not doing enough to make the economy stronger, even though they could, if they chose to.

But because we are left wing, we get called names like we have something wrong with us.  When all we want, and this should be blisteringly fucking obvious, is to have that better future that these wall street billionaires have taken away from us, while they live well off of the sweat off of our backs.

Oct 23rd:  Ran the second of 2 consecutive 12.8 milers today.  Knocked off nearly 3 minutes off of yesterday’s time on today’s 12.8 miler, and I wasn’t slow yesterday.  Nice.

Occupy Chicago is being dispersed, or at least the attempt is being made.  Bastards.  But it won’t work.  Arrest everyone. Go ahead, do it.  Theyll get bailed out and return tomorrow.  As many times as you can arrest them, they can return.  I’d rethink that process if I was the police.  The police have better things to do, but they continue to not do it.  It’d be nice if they decided to protect and serve like they should, instead of being pains in the ass of Americans everywhere like they are being now.

Oct 24th:  Work was slow today.  Worked as viewing assistant.  Stood around and looked at the art for a bit, basically, no one really needed my help.  But hey, they pay me for doing this, so I won’t bitch.

Oct 25th:  Anagram:  Mike Needs Money/ Monkey Denies Me/ I Need Me Monkeys/ Demonise My Knee/ Enemy Skied On Me/ Omen Seemed Inky

Oct 26th:  Worked overtime, today, third time in 3 weeks. Nice.  I put in for more overtime than I get, but if I didn’t put in for it, I wouldn’t get any, and I need all the money I can get my hands on, so I’ll take whatever they toss out at me.  Little as this was, 2½ hours, it’s better than nothing.  I’ve put in to work late on friday and to work on Sunday, like I have every week I’ve been at this job.

Oct 27th:  Found out after work tonight that I am being moved from the department that I have been working in from day one.  Furthermore, I found out that I will only be working 2 days next week.  This sucks. I don’t know who the guy is who I’ll be working with, what department I’ll be in, or what my hours will be.  With all the bouncing around with the variety of jobs I have worked over the last 2 years, this has me thinking that my days here may well be numbered.  Dammit.

Well the plus side of this is that I’ll have time next week to go to Occupy Wall street.  That should be interesting.

Oct 28th:  Last day on the gallery crew, at least short term, and I found out that I’ll be working at least 4 days next week.  Friday is the only day up in the air, work-wise.  Seems that they want to see who fits best where, and that they’ve been moving people around different departments looking to see who fits best where.  First I’m hearing of it, but that’s cool by me.  At least it doesn’t mean the end of my time at the company is near.  I hope.  Again I will fail to get to OWS, no worries though.

Oct 29th:  Holy Shit, it’s snow!  The forecast which called for 2 to 4 inches, with snow starting at 9 pm, has changed to 6-10, since the snow started over 9 hours before it was supposed to.  I don’t know about 6-10 inches though, the snow is falling much lighter now than it was before, and has been for a while.  Might not get much more.

Oct 30th:  Holy Shit, it’s snow!  Part II.  I was right, not much more snow fell.  Trees however, fell like crazy.  I wrote about it yesterday on the main page.  I counted the amount of large tree limbs and trees that fell yesterday on my run path when I was running today. I was in the upper twenties when I lost count, and there were a number after that.  I had to cut my run short today as a result of the amount of downed trees, aka road blocks out there.

And the friggin Giants are losing to the Dolphins!  WTF?

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That’s it from here, America.  G’night!

February 2011 Random Thoughts

Once a month or so, I clear out some of the content on my Running Commentary, Random Thoughts, and 12 Notes pages and place them here on the main page to make room for fresh content on those pages.  This is the content from February’s 2011 Random Thoughts.  Enjoy!

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It seems that Cairo’s Tahrir square, the scene of Anti-Mubarak riots over the past week, has turned into a giant mosh pit, with rocks thrown, knives and the like used, and molotov cocktails thrown.  Seems that the interior ministry people/Police/pro-Mubarak citizenry have decided to stand together to try and beat the crap out of the anti-Mubarak forces.  Can’t tell if the military is moving in quite yet, but one presumes if things get too hairy they will. (2/2)

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Anagram:  Hosni Mubarak/ Ask a Bum, Rhino/ Oh, I Snub Karma/ Has Run Akimbo/ Ambush Our Mink/ Honk As I Rumba/ Hunk Ambrosia (2/2)

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Staten Island Chuck, the New York groundhog, predicts that winter will end early, according to Mayor Bloomberg.  I predict winter will end when Spring begins, and not a moment sooner.  Snow and ice every week in New York until then. :)  (2/2)

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I begin training at the part time job tomorrow.  $15 an hour to do actual work, when I’ve been sitting on my ass since mid november sounds pretty good to me.  Wondering whether this is the right thing to do though, part time work I mean, but I’ll find out soon enough if that is the right way to go.  Not to mention how well I handle working printers and machines for the first time in nearly 2 years, when I walked away from it, and was happy to leave all the crap it dealt me for 2 decades.  Wish me luck! (2/2)

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Awake at 5:40 am, after having a few months of staying awake until 3 am.  Went to sleep early last night, didn’t sleep all that well.  Still feel good though, I go to earn money today, and it’ll be more than Unemployment would make me.  THAT feels good, THAT makes it worth it.  (2/3)

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If I knew what I was going to write, I would not have written this.  But I knew I was going to write this at some point, so even though I didn’t know I was going to write this, I knew I was going to write this.  (2/4)

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Anagram: Super Bowl Forty Five/ Overpower By Fistful/ Few Bury Profits, Love…/… Or Buy Twelve Ripoffs/ Low Poverty Is Buffer/ Liberty Offers Up Vow (2/5)

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I sent out a number of resumes yesterday, about 7 or 8.  I went to work today, I was there from 8 til 4:30.  Kinda slow today at the office, so on my new phone, I went through some job listings there.  If they’re gonna work me part time once I finish training , I’m gonna use free time there looking for work elsewhere.  I’m not going to sit on my ass and do nothing for myself, and I’m not going to be obvious and make it easy for them to get rid of me by looking for work on their computers.  This is me being subtle.  Nice.  (2/7)

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I’m looking at taking some free writing courses.  Not sure which ones to take, and which ones are the best, and which are absolute crap.  If ya know any good ones, clue me in, drop me a line, let me know. (2/7)

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I looked behind me.  And smiled.  It’s February 8th, and my Christmas tree is still up!  Nice!  Gotta take it down soon though, the damned thing takes up space that could be used for other purposes, like, oh… I dunno… furniture.  Novel concept.    (2/8)

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The New York Rangers lost their fifth in a row.  Guess it’s that time of year, the Rangers Annual February Swoon is underway.  Henrik Lundqvist lost three games in a row, no blowouts, tight losses, and John Tortorella, genius that he is, not realizing the storm that is blowing in, decided to bench one of the best goalies in the league, with the team suffering from a lack of scoring (which is what causes the annual swoon)  and guess what?  Two more losses with the backup Biron starting! NEVER SAW THAT ONE COMING, DID WE, JOHNNY ROCKET?  The man is a Jackass. He made the swoon worse by putting the #2 in where the #1 would have gotten at least 1 victory, and probably two.  Moron.  (2/8)

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I got enough sleep, I have coffee in my system, so why do I feel like I’m not ready to go today?  Today’s no different from any other day, but it feels like it is for some reason.  Dammit.  Probably has to do with me being a lethargic non working out, non runner.  That I am hoping to fix soon.  (2/9)

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Joe Scarborough is an idiot.  (2/10)

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Sitting here drinking coffee at 7:45 in the morning, getting ready to go food shopping and then do laundry. Feh.  I went out last night, had a few beers with one of the guys from 814.  I was hoping to get some kind of update on the e-mail I sent to a union recruiter (who I wont name because he doesn’t know I’m writing about him here) but he wasn’t there.  So I hung out, drank beer, caught up with the one guy (who goes unnamed as well for the same reason as given before) on the things that are going on at Sotheby’s.  Had fun.  (2/12)

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Last nights beer was also the reason I didn’t write last night.  Even though I only had a few, it would have affected the writing, negatively, and I don’t want that.  I can write shitty on my own, without the help of any alcohol.    (2/12)

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 Tits, Tits, Tits, Tits,Tits . (2/13)

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It’s valentines day, and I have that damn bankruptcy thing running through my skull.  Came back from there a while ago, and found out that I need still more stuff, pay stubs from my last job, and 6 months of my wifes earnings, for the means test.  The woman I am working with on this says I can’t file if I don’t have them. 

I don’t have them.  Dammit.

I’ll find them, I just hope it doesn’t take too long.  (2/14)

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I’m not gonna let it get me down though, not on Valentine’s day.  Love my wife, love her very much, and i’m not going to let this crap get me down, don’t want this raining on our parade.  Oh HELL no.  We gonna have us some FUN tonight!    (2/14)

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6:15 am: Been listening to Joe Scarborough for the last 10 minute pontificate on a subject of which he knows nothing, aka the budget.  I tried to focus very hard on playing games on the computer before I go to work, but the stupid worked its way to my ears.  I’ll keep saying it until it stops being true; Joe Scarborough is an idiot.  (2/16)

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8:50 pm:  I’m currently listening to Bach’s’ Brandenburg concerto #1, mostly for the joy of the music itself, but with headphones on, it allows me to drown out the crap on the TV that my wife is watching behind me.  Some stupid crap with unhealthy looking people cursing at each other.  Something about things being repossessed.  The epitome of crap tv, and my wife loves it… argh!  (2/16)

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Loving the left right war going on in Wisconsin.  Best bit?  The right has to bus people in to make their arguments.  Not enough locals on the right to make their voice heard.  One wonders where all the people who voted for that union busting prick Walker went.  One wonders. (2/19)

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Took my wife to the hospital a little while ago.  She’s thought something was wrong, but it seems she’s OK.  That’s all I’m saying, and I’m happy to say it as well. (2/19)

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Sore.  Tired.  Beat. Right ankle stiff, right elbow stiff, left calf sore.  One of my toenails wants to fall the hell off.  All this and I just woke up.  Ooof is a good way to put that.  Sleep 7 hours and wake up feeling like you got hit by a train.  Lucky for me I was sleeping, had I been doing anything else, that shit might have killed me!   (2/20)

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Mind you the ankle, elbow, and toenail thing are ongoing issues… but C’mon.  This is why drugs were invented.  Maybe I need to go do some. (2/20)

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Anagram:  President’s Day/ Sparsity Ended/ Sidestep Randy/ Daisy Pretends/ Ed’s Tardy Penis/ Sainted Red Spy/ Pay Deist Nerds/  I’d Pet Nerdy Ass/ Yep, Sadist Nerd (2/21)

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Been playing games a lot with the spare time I’ve had over the last two days.  On-line games.  Pogo games, facebook games.  Ya know, bullshit.   (2/25)

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Woke up too damn early today, but I have coffee in me now, so I’m ready and …tired as hell.  I was going to say raring to go, but I couldn’t be that full of shit at this point in my day.  Not yet, anyway…  OK, I could, but I choose not to be.  We’ll that is a bunch of bullshit to, guess I could’ve just lied to begin with and saved myself the trouble.    (2/25)

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Gotta pay some bills and hope I have enough in the bank to pay the rent afterwards.  Love the dread that accompanies that. 

THIS is a reason some poor people question capitalism, not because they are philosophically opposed to it or anything, it just sucks for the people on the short end of the stick, and they look elsewhere for relief.  The people on the other end of the stick, not seeing a reason to complain, come up with handy-dandy rationales to explain away the issues those who aren’t doing well, like they don’t work hard enough, or they complain too much, or are on drugs, or some such idiocy.

And thus are created social rifts that cannot be breached.  Maybe if the rich idiots tried to help rather than talk while we work in vain to meet our goals, we’d all get someplace better.  Rich people can be such pretentious assholes.  (2/26)

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Anagram:  Baseball Season/ Label As Ass Bone/ Asses Blab Alone/ Babes All Season/ No Saleable Bass/ Anal Babe Losses (2/27)

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I haven’t spoken to the people over at the place where I’m part-time working at since Wednesday.  So I am back to the full-time job search.  I am using a slightly different method this time. 

First; look at jobs I do on Careerbuilder.com. 

Second;  pick one job, apply.  After that it gives a list of similar jobs, and offers you the chance to quick apply to them. 

Third; apply to just about everything on that list.  I used to be picky, or pickier anyway.  Using this method, in the last 2 days doing this, I have applied for 68 jobs. 

What the hell, why not?

Next step is to go to craigslist and look there.  That is where I found the part-time gig after all, maybe they have something permanent for me.  After that I’m going to hit Hotjobs, and USAjobs. Then I’ll cross my fingers and hope I get a callback, and begin the search anew tomorrow.  (2/28)

January 2011 Random Thoughts

Once a month or so, I clear out some of the pages and place them here on the blog to make room for fresh content on those pages.  This article contains all the content from the “Random Thoughts” page from the month of January 2011.  Enjoy!

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I hope everyone had a fun ringing in the New Year, and isn’t too hung over now.  I ate food, watched tv, and scratched my ass.  Felt bad for my wife, who took a few minutes out to celebrate new years with me, lil kiss, lil dance, but she had writing work to do, and worked until 5 a.m.  She had no fun, I tried to help, but don’t think it did much, what with all the tv watching and ass scratching and all.  Mike, yer a bad husband.  (1/1)

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Anagram:  Two Thousand Eleven/ Love Newest Handout/ So, Love The Unwanted ?/ Loath Duets, Even Now/ Even Newt’s a Holdout/ The Enslaved Won Out (1/1)

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Got a text from someone yesterday, a number I have seen and a person I have texted before. I responded, and they responded in kind.  Twas nice as far as that goes.  But, it has been so long since I have seen the number or texted this person, though, that I honestly do not remember who the hell it was that I was texting to!  Rhino’s first senior moment!  Nice!  (1/2)

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1:20 am, drinking coffee, eating chocolate, feet up, typing, C-span running in the background, the tv behind me.  I’m listening to their special about the Supreme court.  Bliss!  But alas, bliss must end.  More job hunting to do.  I’ll wait for a minute though, and revel in this.  (1/3)

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I am currently watching the nomination for Speaker of the House of Representatives. I love this inside baseball stuff.  Even though it is a fait accompli that John Boehner will win the nomination,  a nomination I oppose from a party I oppose, it is a beautiful thing to watch congress at it’s work.  30 votes in and already 3 people have voted present, meaning they didn’t like either John Boehner or Nancy Pelosi, the Democrats nominee for the seat.   Curiously, John Boehner was not there to vote for himself.  (1/5)

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 I applied for a dozen jobs today.  Including one to work at fedex, and another to be a bathroom installer.  Any port in a storm, ya know? (1/5)

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Out running today, down a hill near where I live, and I see a woman walking her dog.  I go to run past her.  For some reason, I run past her on the side of the sidewalk were the dog is sniffing for a good place to piss.  Had to stop  and pull the dogs leash to get by.  There might not have been much room on the other side of her (she did look something like a bowling ball wearing a jacket), but to try to run on that side was just plain stupid.  I can be a real idiot some days.  (1/7)

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Sent in a resume to the people over at goodtemps, in hopes they can get me some gainful employment.  A temp job is better than no job.  Still looking at craigslist, and I’m gonna call some agencies today.  I haven’t been making enough phone calls, I’m not pounding the damn pavement enough, gotta do something about that.  (1/7)

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Man, my picks for this weekend SUCKED!  Picked the Seahawks to lose, but cover,  They smacked the saints.  Made’em look silly.  Jets found a way, aaaaaaaand Peyton is old and losing his touch.  Picked the chiefs, because I think Joe Flacco sucks, but the Chiefs left Todd Heap uncovered in the first half, and he torched them, and they couldn’t cover ray rice as a dump off valve.  Then the refs made some atrocious calls, and the game turned, and… Matt Cassell sucked.  He was horrible. 

Least I got the Packers pick right!  (1/9)

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4 resumes sent in so far today, three  to document technologies, one to a place called administrative solutions.  Found them through printworkers.com.  Crossing my fingers something comes of this.  Still looking, and I’m searching for more agencies that handle office support to send stuff to, so I can meet up with them.  Phone calls when I get the numbers. E-mail when I don’t.  (1/10)

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Put in for 10 more jobs using careerbuilder.  Looking through craigslist as we speak. Nothing much on indeed.com.  Hotjobs has been a blank for me for months. I hate being unemployed.  It gives you too much time to think about your situation and not enough money to help yourself out of it.  It is maddening, I tell you.  It’s hard keeping a calm exterior through that. (1/11)

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Still haven’t heard from the people at goodtemps.  Still haven’t heard back from the people over at Legal services NYC about my bankruptcy.  I’ve sent in probably hundreds of resumes and no one is biting.  One wonders whether these people think I have a million years to find a job and get my debts in check.   (1/11)

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Anagram: Another Snowstorm/ Norm Owns Rheostat/ Norm Wants Hooters / Twat Honors Sermon/ Smartest Honor Own/ Shortest Roman Won/ Northwest Maroons/ Moron Trashes Town (1/11)

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I’m watching the coverage of the memorial service on C-span.  At the very beginning of this, some kids in the audience were yelling like it’s a concert. They apparently didn’t realize it isn’t a concert, it’s a memorial, meant to mourn the dead and pray for the living.  They’ve since relaxed.  Good kids, just got a bit excited, I guess. (1/12)

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I have an interview on Monday! It’s for a job running laser printers for a direct mail company on Staten Island, and it’s an on-call job, meaning if I get the job, I’d have to wait until they have work for me to do, and let me know it’s there before I would get to work.  Better than nothing.  $15 an hour isn’t bad though.  Beats hell out of no money and no work, ya know? (1/13)

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My In-laws were just here. It’s January 15th and we were just getting to celebrate something that resembles Christmas together.  I missed my older brothers son’s 8th(is it eighth already?) birthday to do this.  I wanted to go.  Still do.  If I had the means to get down there in anything resembling a short period of time I would, but I’d not get there until 7 o’clock or so, and I’m not sure anyone would still be around except for them, and I may well be bothering their dinner.  I haven’t seen them for Christmas either. 

Dammit, I am an asshole sometimes.  (1/15)

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Picked the Falcons, and the Packers won.  I picked the Seattle to cover, not to win, and the Bears covered.  I picked the Patriots, and the Jets won.  I picked the Steelers, and they won.  The name WILDLY INACCURATE that I use when making my picks has turned out to be pretty damn prophetic.  :)  (1/16)

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I got a job!  Only part time at night, on call, I explained the on call things a few paragraphs up▲↑ that a way.  $15 per hour, and there is training involved, training during the first shift.  It is good as an extra cash maker, but not so much, at least at the outset, for a regular job.  We’ll see how this goes, I am cautiously optimistic about this.   (1/18)

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Despite getting a job yesterday, I still find myself searching for work.  I just sent in 5 applications to a variety of different places, including Christie’s for an art handler position.  I would really, even though I am happy to have landed a job, be even happier if I could land an art handler job somewhere.  Time to redouble my efforts in that area. (1/19)

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Anagram:  Time Marches On/ Rhino, Meet Scam/ He Mimes Cantor/ He Airs Comment/ Hamster Income/ Other Mans Mice/ Tom Harms Niece/ More Hints Came (1/19)

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My older brother turns 45 today.  Think I’ll call him later and be a pain in his ass, call him an old man.  Maybe buy him a cane for his birthday.  Did I mention that I am only 19 months younger than him?  That I may well need that frigging cane myself?  lulz.  (1/19)

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O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!  The news I have been waiting ten months for, and which I had given up all hope of receiving has finally arrived!  The people over at NYC Bankruptcy Assistance Project have finally come through for me, and are going to help me with filing my Bankruptcy!  WOOOHOOOOOO!  A job and help with my bankruptcy all in one week, after waiting for so long for both.  Maybe I should go play the lottery… and maybe I shouldn’t press my luck, I’m not out of the woods yet, but it IS nice to finally see the road ahead clearing a little bit.  (1/20)

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Wildly Inaccurate is right! I missed on both of my picks for the championship round of the NFL playoffs.  I had the Jets and the Bears winning their respective games, and neither team won.  In fact, both teams looked really bad at times!  Nice!  (1/23)

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Anagram: Wildly Inaccurate / Uncritically Awed/ Radically Cute Win/ Weird Lacy Lunatic/ I Award Cult Nicely/ Await Duller Cynic/ Weary Adult Clinic (1/23)

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I’ve got a boatload of stuff to do in a relatively short amount of time on my bankruptcy.  I have to get my tax returns for last year, resend them, find 6 months worth of bank statements, get all of this year, and last years income info, my old 401k statements, even though I don’t have one anymore.  So why am I sitting on my ass typing this? I’ve got the tax return stuff ready,along with last years info, I know where I have the info on the old 401k, and even if I can’t find 6 months worth of bank statements, I know I can walk two blocks down the street and get them that way.  Cake. (1/24)

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My right calf is a mess.  The muscle pull that occurred in it during yesterday’s run is tremendously bad, about the worst muscle strain I’ve ever had.  It’s nearly 24 hours after I first got it, and after soaking it in warm water, taking NSAID’s, rubbing and wrapping it, resting  and elevating it, and a good nights sleep, I’m still walking like someone shot me in the friggin leg. That combo usually does the trick for me, and makes muscle strains better in less than 24 hours.  I just have to give it time.  (1/25)

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I wish these people from the part time job would call me so I could come down and start my work and training.  Lazy bastards. (1/25)

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Nothing going on.  (1/26)

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Still nothing going on.  The people at the place that was supposed to have me in this week to fill out paperwork so I can being to work haven’t contected me yet.  Gonna give them till friday, if they don’t call me this week, I’m calling them next week. (1/27)

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The snow sucks.  My wife was trying to get out yesterday to florida for a court date, to speak before  the court on behalf of Larry Wilcox (from the tv show chips) in his bid to avoid jail on a penny stock insider trading thingamabob.  Couldn’t make it because of the snow.  We were supposed to get 3-6 inches of snow, we got a foot and a half, and all flights down there were canceled by her carrier,  and they were the only carrier to do that.

Story has a happy ending.  The man got community service, and that’s it.  No worries.  Still a pain in my wife’s ass tho.  (1/28)

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I really enjoyed the NHL skills competition.  Giggled my ass off when Tim Thomas landed on his ass doing the goalie speed skate, a funny concept in and of itself.  Zdeno Chara was the man again in fastest shot, broke his own record again, 105.9 mph slapshot.  Loved it! (1/29)

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Watching Egypt burn.  Again. (1/30)

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Started working on my bankruptcy paperwork at 10:30 in the morning on my computer. I would have started earlier, but I scheduled a hard disk scan last night for the next start up, and that took almost 2 hours, had to wait til that was done to start things up.

I didn’t realize I had to go through some old piles of mail to get the paper work sorted out.  Several in fact.  I went through all the old mail I had sitting around, sorting it all out, putting it in piles making sure that I had all those documents in order, figuring out which ones were necessary to send to the people over at NYCBAP and which ones weren’t, putting them all together into in some semblance of order, scanning them into my computer as rtf files, and sending them out.

Then I realized that after I was about 2/3 of the way done,  with some of it already e-mailed, two vitally important things. One, I missed some of the mail, and had to re-sort, re-file, and re-pile, and that the process of scanning the docs as RTF files altered the digital images of the documents.  I had to rescan everything, and alter the file names and make them pdfs so it wouldn’t alter the original I scanned in, and after I went through that second pile of stuff the scan pile size almost doubled. 

Started at 10:30 am, finished at 2:30 pm, for what turned out to be 62 pages worth of document scanning, 35 of which I had to scan twice, and every page had to be done one page at a time, while sitting on the floor, so I could feed the documents to the machine like that, because it would pull several pages at a time if I ran too many at once. I used to get paid to do this shit in an office, now I do it for free, at home! YAY!  (1/31)

December 2010 Random Thoughts

Once a month or so, I clear out some of the pages and place them here on the blog to make room for fresh content on those pages.  This article contains all the content from the “Random Thoughts” page from the month of December, 2010.  Enjoy!

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Anagram: December Anagram/ Embraced Manager/ Graced a Membrane/ Embrace Rage? DAMN!/ Grab Armed Menace/ Macabre Gendarme (11/29)

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I just deleted the October stuff that was here without saving it or posting it as an article.  Just seemed to be the right thing to do.  It had been sitting here, essentially left to rot for the past month plus.  Hadn’t written anything new here since the middle of october. Starting fresh seems right here. (11/29)

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The ADP jobs report just came out.  October’s numbers were higher than expected, and the DJIA looks ready for a big jump, futures are up 132 points as of 8:45 am.  The big jump was a 93,000 job increase, 50,000 more than the previous month.  Good to hear, but we need hundreds of thousands per month at this point to battle the millions of jobs that were lost in late 2008 and early 2009. The graph on this one would look like  flat line, even with all those jobs added.  Still the trend IS good, but not good enough, not for unemployed me anyway. (12/1)

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Speaking of employment, got a phone call yesterday from a company, they are interested in speaking to me.  Pretty happy about that.  And it is a supervisory position in a copy center.  I’ll take it.  (12/1)

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I spoke to those people about the job.  It was not a lot of money for a job a long way away, and they said it wouldn’t work. I agreed.    But they do have my name on file for other positions, and they are looking into trying to get me a position with another company that is owned by the same people, but not under the same name.  Any job is a good one at this point, but 6 hours a day commute total for the same amount of money I was making as a temp at Sotheby’s won’t work.     (12/2)

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Anagram:  Islanders Swept/ And We Slept, Sirs/  Wild Ass Serpent/ Splintered Saws/ We Plan Distress/ Wrestles In Pads (12/4)

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It’s a week from the Family Christmas party.  Everything is in place.  Now I can be antsy about it.  Are all the people gonna show up?  Will they bring the food like was requested?  Will people have enough money to cover costs, or am I gonna have to dig into my own pocket?  I was fine until I heard things were good to go.  Go fig. (12/5)

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I have applied for 10 jobs this morning.  10 jobs, nice.  Warehouse work.  Maintenance work.  Construction.  Copy Center work.  Butler.  Seriously, butler.  Security guard.  Operations manager.  Cast the net wide, see what I can bring in. (12/6)

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Snow flurries, 33 degrees, winds blowing at 15 – 20 mph gusting to the mid thirties, wind chill in the mid twenties.  Sounds like a good day to run for a few hours to me!  :)   (12/6)

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Ran ten and a half miles today.  Apparently I hurt either my soleus or my Achilles tendon while doing it.  Felt it twinge pretty suddenly at the 43 minute mark, so I stopped for a minute to make sure It was good to go, and got back to it, about 5 more miles.  Uphill.  Walked fine for a few minutes after the run.  Sat down, wrote a bit about the run, went to get up, and I could barely walk.

Dammit. 

Soaked it for an hour in very warm water with epsom salts, took some Ibuprofen.  Still sore, still limping, but it’s good to walk on.  Looks like I’ll have at least one day, and possibly a few, days off due to this. 

Fuck. 

120 mile away from my goal for the year, looking like it’s in reach, and I get laid up.  Hope this thing heals fast.  I want that 1500 miles so bad I can taste it, but not at the expense of an extended layoff.  (12/6)

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The muscles in my lower right leg are sore and stiff, but not so bad.  I thought they’d be significantly worse.   A day or two of rest and all should be well, methinks.  Nice. (12/7)

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The government sold the last of it’s stake in Citigroup today.  We the people made $6,850,000,000 dollars profit on this stock sale.  Nice.  The treasury made over $13,000,000,000 from it’s sale of GM stock last month.  Double nice.  The government is also preparing to sell off some of it’s AIG holdings, turning preferred shares to common stock and selling them, making $49,100,000,000 in the process.   Triple Nice.  Now call him a socialist, ya fat old nut jobs… (12/7)

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Currently listening to an OFA  conference call with Tim Keane and the President talking about the tax cuts and Unemployment.  The President is selling it hard.  But I’ll say this much, he’s a good salesman.

The unemployment extension, Payroll tax cuts, and extending tax credits are the major selling points.  He wouldn’t have gotten them without the 2 year extension of the billionaire tax cuts, which makes the tax cuts a 2012 presidential campaign issue.  Which is a good thing for Dems.  The filibuster by the republicans was irresponsible, but something he couldn’t get around, that we couldn’t get around.  This is about moving the agenda forward, and it would have been stalled and done too much damage had he not made the deal. (12/8)

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The Christmas party went well.  Got a fair bit more money than was expected, and have a fair amount of money to help pay for next years Christmas party.  Nice.  Voice is shot right now, sang “O come all ye faithful” in latin a bit too loud, and belted out “The twelve days of Christmas” like I was singing so people 3 blocks away could hear me.  And they probably friggin could. Double nice. (12/11)

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Being a lazy bastard today.  Didn’t run yesterday, not running today.  It’s gonna get COLD the next few days.  Should be interesting.  Lazy feels good right now, and frankly, with all the worrying about the party I did, completely needless worrying (the only kind there is), it feels good to just relax.  I’ll begin the 9 mile a day run thing again tomorrow.  No worries. (12/12)

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Sent in 13 resumes Sunday and Monday.  Today?  There isn’t much on the job front, but maybe that has something to do with how I am searching.  I have, for the last hour or so, been using careerbuilder.  Not tossing in a particular job title.  I just want to see every job that has come in during the last 24 hours in NYC, 10017 area code.  1074 jobs.  Great, or so it seems.  Over half of these are in places I cannot get to.  Make that number 442.    Jobs open? System analyst.  Managing clerk (paralegal). Marketing manager. C++ developer.  Need to shorten the stack, these ones I’m not qualified for.  Go to management. 135 openings.   Find one I think I can do.  Open it up, it’s for an open house…that went on 3 months ago.  Joy. 

These are just examples.

There’s stuff out there, I just haven’t found it yet.  Still searching, whittling, finding the best job that I can actually do. Time to alter the search strategy though.  (12/14)

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My cats ass exploded 2 days ago.  Literally.  Went up to him because he smelled a little funny, which usually means some crap stuck to him or sumthin, go to clean him up, and there it is, clear as day, a bloody wound on his ass.  Looks like he’s been shot! Two bleeding holes on the left side of his asshole! 

Holy Shit, and other such statements!

Immediately take him to the vet, who said it was an anal gland abscess, more common in dogs.  Doc says they don’t know why it happens, it just does.  Not buying it, but that’s another story.  As a consequence, my wife and I have been using a saline solution to clean his wound, covering it after that with silvadine(prolly spelling that wrong), and then giving him liquid antibiotics.  Needless to say that is one pissed off pussy!  And he gets this treatment until the 28th.  Joy to the World!  (12/16)

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Anagram:  Christmas Tree:  Richest Master/ Shit at Mercers/ Her Tits Scream/He Starts Crime/ Crime Shatters/ Smart Heretics/ Smarter Ethics (12/17)

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I am a fat lazy bastard.  Haven’t run since…thursday?.. when I strained my left calf, after straining my right one the week before.  I’m healed up, but I just don’t feel like getting out and doing the running.  And I’m eating like a damn pig.  Gained 8 pounds in 3 days.  THAT is some healthy eating, BAYBEE!  lulz. 

3 days worth of running and life will be sweet again.  But before I even start that I have to get cracking on the job hunt.  Just because this is Christmas week, doesn’t mean I get time off.  Oh, No.  For the unemployed person, looking for work is a full time job, running is a hobby in comparison. It’s fun , but it doesn’t pay the bills.   (12/20)

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…And is it a bad thing that I hate when Job posters put in statements like “MUST BE MOTIVATED” and ” MUST BE ENTHUSIASTIC”.  If I wasn’t motivated, would I be answering your damn job post?  And how the HELL am I supposed to be enthusiastic when a) I haven’t seen the place, b) I haven’t met you or your crew,  and c) I have seen how much you’ll pay, you cheap bastard, which isn’t enough for me to be “ENTHUSED” over, especially when I have a 2 hour commute to get there just to talk to you about the job? 

Ask for enthusiasm AFTER you hire someone, numbnuts. (12/20)

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Anagram:  Happy Solstice/ Peachy Pistols/ Physical Poets/ Specialty Shop/ Holy Peptic Ass/ Pop Slays Ethic/ Cops Play Heist (12/21)

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I’ve run 7.1 miles each of the last 2 days.  If I run 7.1 miles every day until December 31st, I’ll reach 1500 miles on the 30th, just as I exit the park on lap 3.  With the injuries that cost me 5 running days, and 9 miles a day being too hard on my calves at this point, I thought 1500 was out of reach, but this sounds possible.  Less than an hour a day every day.  Barring further injury issues or weather, that sounds almost easy… but it may still be impossible.  I may have to take time off due to travelling to my in-laws for New Years eve.  We’ll see what happens.  (12/22)

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Just applied for 10 jobs.  Office specialist,  printer/bindery,  warehouse, front desk clerk, dock worker, Copy operator, manager in training, security officer, Porter/groundskeeper, costing assistant.  Dunno what that last one even is, I was on careerbuilder, and the damn site has issues today, wouldn’t let me see anything but the job title.  Went for it anyway.  Fuck it, Mikey needs work! (12/23)

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I now know that, short of an injury or a weather related issue, I will be able to get to 1500 miles for the year.  Nice.  In order to make it to 150o miles I have to run 41.8 miles in 7 days.  I won’t be able to run on the 31st, so I’ll have to run, on average 6.8 miles per day from now till the 30th.  With the exception of the one day where I ran .78 miles because my left calf seized up on me, I’ve been averaging just short of 8 miles a run for the month, and have been taking it easy and only running 7 .1  and 7.8 mile runs the last week, just to play it safe. (12/24)

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Anagram: Merry Christmas / My Marchers Stir / It’s Merry Charms / Martyr Smirches / My Rich Armrests/ Rhymers? CRAM IT! (12/25)

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29 inches of snow!  Holy Friggin shit!  I said I was going to run today, but there is just too much snow out there to do it.  Might tomorrow, might not, I’ll see how the cleanup and meltoff affect things.  And like I said, Holy friggin shit! DAT’S A LOTTA SNOW! OOFTA!!! (12/27)

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I’ve only applied for 3 jobs today.  No I’m not slacking, there just isn’t a lot there that I haven’t applied for already.  14 in the past 2 days. 

I gotta get a drivers license, much as I hate that thought.  That opens up employment possibilities.  Get the regular then the CDL.  I don’t want a car, I just want the license.  Cars are expensive, insurance is a scam, cops are a nuisance, other drivers are insane idiots, and the roads are as safe as a minefield.  Frankly I’d much rather boil my head in oil than do it, but I need the work.   (12/28)

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Jobless number dropped the most in a few years in the jobless claims report that came out today.  Claims fell to under 400,000 to 388,000  in a sign that there really is a recovery going on out there.  The continuing claims numbers are mixed. A slight bump up in unemployment numbers there, but a drop of 150,000 in the 4 week average of continuing claims is definitely good news.  Still no job for me, but I’m still looking.  Where there is life, there is hope, and maybe an employment opportunity or two.  (12/30)

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Dear Parks department: YOU SUCK.  Learn how to drive your damn plows.  Ran in the park today, 5 days after the storm that dropped 2 feet of snow on S.I., and a great many parts of the park were still not plowed.  Wouldn’t be an issue, but some it was plowed, and done well.  Other bits were a complete mess, like the person who did it said “Fuck it, it’s just a park, who gives a shit?” Plowed dirt, unplowed asphalt.  Sections unplowed.  Nice.  Still ran in it, but it’s taking your life in your hands doing so.

What happened? You saw all the negative emotions aimed at the Dep. of Sanitation and the mayor over their inability to properly work a plow and use manpower and felt left out?  Assholes. (12/31)

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11 hours left in the old year, still looking for work.  Just sent in 7 more resumes.  Now not only am I sending in for jobs that in my areas of expertise, not only am I putting in for jobs that are actually somewhat outside my areas of expertise in hopes of landing somewhere, I am putting in for jobs that I am only somewhat familiar with, and may not pay all that much and are hours away.  Any port in a storm an all that, but damn, where the hell are the friggin ports? (12/31)

Ringing In Winter

     I rang winter in with boots on.  I was walking in the dark in a woods in park about ½ a mile from my apartment when winter officially arrived at 17:47.  Why? I didn’t want to ring the season in with anyone around, and what better way to do that than to find the darkest most secluded portion of the world within my reach, and go there?

     At about 5:10pm, I walked out my door, headphones on, blasting the usual MetallicA that is the hallmark of all these trips and found I had made a mistake and immediately turned around and went back into the apartment.  I went out into the cold dark snow filled world wearing old running shoes.  Not the best way to go about trudging through foot deep snow in the dark.  After changing that up, i went back out and began, what has of late become, my nightly walk in the woods.  Even with those heavy leaden boots on my feet I found negotiating the streets and sidewalks difficult. 

    Poorly shoveled sidewalks and streets half cleaned along with melted and refrozen snow made for treacherous walking early on.  Street lights and the shadows they threw made the walking all the more treacherous, making it more difficult to see where puddles ended and ice began and vice versa. No lighting from street lights here would have actually been more effective than the poor lighting provided by the street lights.

    After a few blocks I noticed that I had a problem with my left boot. It was biting into my left leg a few inches above my ankle.  Hard.   I had to alter my stride in order to keep myself from grunting in pain as I was stabbed with each and every step I took.  I had to lean back as I walked and point my left foot at an unusual angle in order to walk without being stuck by my boot.  I only did this when walking uphill, as it was only a minor inconvenience at other times.  The MetallicA here provided a much wanted distraction, and I enjoyed barking “Sabra Cadabra” to no one in particular.

     I had all the time in the world, but I looked at my watch anyway.

    I made it to the park after a few minutes and the walk immediately became a great deal easier.  The people who cleared the paths in the park had the right equipment and knew how to use it and as a consequence there was a path that was, despite it’s being in almost complete darkness,  much easier to navigate.  The darkness, which when mingled with the weak street light was an enemy, became a friend again.  I didn’t walk so much as swagger here, walking towards the entrance to the paths in the more densely wooded area in royal oak.  I looked at my watch again.

    The paths into the woods themselves had not been shoveled, but had been traversed by someone on an ATV, or something like it.  I was hoping to be one of only a few people to have walked through there, so it was a hair disappointing. And what was worse it seemed that there was something following me.  The light didn’t drop nearly as much as I thought it would entering the wooded area, even though it was at this point almost an hour past sunset.  And I have a shadow…at night.  I was annoyed at this, and turned around to see the source of the light.  Nothing at eye level.  Turn around to look at the shadow to check the angle to get a better perspective on where the light is coming from.   

    Curious. It’s seems to be coming from overhead.  I look up and there is a crescent moon providing me enough light to walk for me.  I laughed out loud at my stupidity, and continued on my way.  I decided at this point to turn off the music that I had been listening to and completely ignoring since I had entered the woods because I was so completely focused on where I was.  It’s easy to focus on music to distract when there are things that I want to be distracted from, but when the music itself becomes a distraction, it must go.  And it did. 

  I looked at my watch again.  Six minutes.

    As i walked deeper into the woods, the loud incessant whine of civilization, the screeching horns, the blaring radios, the endless chatter, the worries of the day, the hustle and bustle all fell off behind me like so many snowflakes in a hard winter wind, and I was happy to be rid of them.  The dark path, lit only by the crescent moon from a cloudless night sky with Jupiter just below it, a jewel hanging below the moon, a diamond on a necklace, made for a beautiful walk.  The world around me was covered in snow and drenched in moonlight. 

     Everything had made the 29 degree temperatures with the wind whipping at times almost seem non-existent.  I had taken off my gloves and opened up my jacket and was walking, looking up at the few visible stars in the sky, with the moon at my back, feel like it was a cool early autumn evening stroll. With every few steps, I would look up at the trees and the sky and smile.  This, to me, is one of life’s great joys. I looked at my watch, 17:43,  four more minutes.

   I turned and for the first time found a path that was not yet trod.  I was overjoyed.  I walked carefully, not wanting my enthusiasm for this to overtake me to the point of doing something stupid like stepping on a boulder or tree stump buried in snow and injure myself.  So I took my time breaking trail for several hundred feet until I noticed that I was beginning to move towards the lights of civilization, that I was moving too close to that which I was trying to walk away from. 

   So I turned back, making sure to not step where I had stepped.  Each step, each time my boots bit into the snow, my feet sank in over a foot deep into the 2 day old remnants of the snowstorm that had dumped 15 or so inches of snow on the area. 

    I walked away from the trail I broke and back to the main trail, well worn by the ATV wheels that had been through at some point in the last day or two, and moved downhill, past an asphalt trail and towards a steep incline.  I looked at my watch.  17:47.  The solstice was here.  Winter has officially begun.  I looked up and said a silent our father and hail Mary, even though I am not particularly religious, simply giving thanks that I’ve made it this far.  That I’ve survived for as long as I have. Hoping, and in this case praying, for better luck, and more strength to weather whatever the future may bring, and for the health of all my relatives, and a better world.

     The time had come to put on some MetallicA and make my way down the hill.  Ride the Lightning is always good listening.  I went the long way, not trusting myself to make it down what seemed to be a 45 degree angle slope in the dark with over a foot of snow on the ground.  After a few minutes of walking trails that had seemed well trod, I ran into a walk that seemed untouched, at least from a distance.  This surprised me, seeing how it was an asphalt path.  All the other ones like it had been plowed.  It wasn’t until I was on top of it that I noticed that the thing had been plowed, and the snow had just blown back onto it.  It was slippery with melted snow that had refrozen, and steep, and my boots, No boots for that matter were up for the job, not in the semi-dark.  I walked the edge, in foot deep snow.  It was easier that way, and I made it to level ground easily enough. 

   When I got to the run paths in the park, the ones I run every day I run In the park, it felt different than it normally did.  No other runners, me not running, dark where I am used to light.  It made for a surreal experience, every nook and cranny that I know like the back of my hand, looking different, almost alien.  The markings on the path invisible in the dark, even with the crescent moon shining it’s feeble light onto the scenery.  It was starkly beautiful.  And the metal had me going. 

     I walked slowly, sauntered almost, singing loudly and badly out of tune and not caring a damn about it, a carnivorous smile on my face as I barked out the old evil once again. 

   “Take a look to the sky just before you die, its the last time you will”   I look up, and smiling, take my leave of the park.

    Back to the land of the living go I.  The lights, the cars, the whir of the world, even with the devil dancing in my skull, felt like an ugly impingement.  I snarled and almost growled at the world as I met it.  I saw a few people from a distance as I was leaving the park and after a few seconds realized it was parents watching their kids sledding, making sure they were OK and had fun without getting hurt.  I walked by them after a minute with a curt smile and a quick step, so as to not get in their way, but also as to not let them encroach on my mood.

    I walked briskly up the hill, made the right turn, and immediately began to fight again with bad lighting and half dug out sidewalks with ice on them.   Two foot tall snow drifts are easier to walk through than that, and I resent it, but I also understand. They can’t police their front walk  for every tiny bit of ice just for my benefit. 

    What I did was walked a path that I knew would have as little traffic as possible and made that my path home.  I know these streets better than I know the paths in the park, and I know the paths in the park well enough to walk them in darkness without fear of injury.  The Christmas lights in some places are actually funny.  In a span of 100 feet there was one house whose owner had solved that little problem of pesky visitors dropping by deftly placing a giant 8 foot Santa snow globe right in the path to their front door.  I didn’t notice a side door.  I giggled at this without stopping.  The next one, got me to stop though.

   It looked like it was supposed to be a lit plastic Santa in his sleigh, a small one, maybe a foot tall, 18″ at most, with a single reindeer in front about to take off from a small rooftop.  The wind did funny things to it though.  Santa and his sleigh looked like it had come off its moorings somewhat, and was now perched at a precarious angle on the roof, 3/4 off, 1/4 on, angled downwards.  It gave the impression of Santa about to nosedive off of a cliff.  The reindeer looked like it had somewhat broken off of whatever was supposed to keep it attached to Santa and was in fact pointed up at about a 50 degree angle, and turned towards Santa. The effect was one of the reindeer falling off the roof , looking back at Santa trying to figure out what the F*** he was doing back there with his half-assed driving. 

      DWI Santa about to kill Rudolph. LOL

   I made my way home the last few blocks only occasionally having to fight the ice.  It seemed easier after walking around in the snow and ice and darkness and cold for an hour and twenty minutes.  I made it home as “Creeping Death” started on my headphones.  I dusted off the snow, which was nearly up to my knees, smiled the smile of a contented man, grabbed my keys and walked in my front door.

    Singing badly, albeit quieter this time. 

    Have a good night.

Solstice

Today is the winter solstice, the shortest day of the year, it is the moment of winters coming, and it is here at 5:47 pm this day, a half hour from now.  At 5:47 pm  I plan to be out and about in the winter weather, in the woods enjoying the darkness after the shortest day of the year as the moment comes.

This is a day to celebrate, at least for me.  I enjoy looking around at the trees with no leaves, the ground itself seemingly bereft of the life that it was teeming with it just a scant few weeks ago, knowing full well that in just a few months time, that life will spring back into full view.  Knowing that which is seemingly dead is in fact merely dormant, and will return in due course is to my mind one of the most beautiful parts of life.

I love winter and the cold, barren, stark beauty that comes with it.  I love the feeling that when you’re out in it in the woods, which is the only proper place to experience it, it gives a feeling, to me at least, of peace and ease, and shows the iron strength of the natural world in all it’s splendor.

The wind howls and rages like a madman on a tear, only to subside and show a softer gentler side to the world that is hidden to those who never stay long enough to do more than feel the uncomfortable sting of the strength of winter. To bear the stinging whipping infernal cold, and come out of it makes one the stronger for it.   Those who fear the sting of the cold never learn the lessons it teaches, and never are granted the strength it confers.

The outdoors in winter is not for the weak of heart. And winter bears a message for those who would hear it.  Nothing lasts forever, and just like the summer winds, the winter winds and the winter, strong though it is, cannot last forever.  Better days are ahead, warmth will return, the days will in time get warmer and longer.

A viddy for you before I head out in it.

That’s it from here for now.  More later if possible.

Today’s Nugget, via wikiquote:  Many of the phenomena of Winter are suggestive of an inexpressible tenderness and fragile delicacy. We are accustomed to hear this king described as a rude and boisterous tyrant; but with the gentleness of a lover he adorns the tresses of Summer.  Henry David Thoreau

Time is not a reality [hupostasis], but a concept [noêma] or a measure [metron]…  Antiphon the Sophist

Anagram: Christmas Eve/Craves Theism

     Enjoy the Yule Log! 

      Tonight’s post is gonna be nothing but one nugget.  A poem by Clement Clarke Moore Titled “A Visit from St. Nicholas” as it was first printed in 1823 in the Troy Sentinel.  Note that the two of the reindeer’s names are slightly different:    

Account of a Visit from St. Nicholas

‘Twas the night before Christmas, when all thro’ the housechristmas-scene
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there;
The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of sugar plums danc’d in their heads,
And Mama in her ‘kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just settled our brains for a long winter’s nap —
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters, and threw up the sash.
The moon on the breast of the new fallen snow,
Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below;
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a minature sleigh, and eight tiny rein-deer,
With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick.
More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and call’d them by name:
“Now! Dasher, now! Dancer, now! Prancer and Vixen,450px-rime_ice
“On! Comet, on! Cupid, on! Dunder and Blixem;
“To the top of the porch! To the top of the wall!
“Now dash away! Dash away! Dash away all!”
As dry leaves before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky;
So up to the house-top the coursers they flew,
With the sleigh full of toys — and St. Nicholas too:
And then in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
As I drew in my head, and was turning around,
Down the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound:
He was dress’d all in fur, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnish’d with ashes and soot;
A bundle of toys was flung on his back,
And he look’d like a peddler just opening his pack:
His eyes — how they twinkled! His dimples: how merry,
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry;
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow;
The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath.
He had a broad face, and a little round belly
That shook when he laugh’d, like a bowl full of jelly:
He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
And I laugh’d when I saw him in spite of myself;
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread.
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And fill’d all the stockings; then turn’d with a jerk,santa-eop2
And laying his finger aside of his nose
And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose.
He sprung to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew, like the down of a thistle:
But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight —
Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good night.