Month: August 2018

The weather had turned very nice and early Autumnish. The temps were in the seventies. One day it rained for a long time. As I went for a walk to enjoy the rain. It wasn’t so much rain as just a mist. As I joyfully strolled about I heard thunder rumble across the sky. I walked among thunder mist. Two days later the temperature climbed into the 90s.

I think Thunder Mist makes a great name for a cola. THUNDER MIST COLA!!!! Quench your thirst with Thunder Mist! It would be a mix of Sprite and Dr. Pepper.

I work with IT/Computer stuff. We need to upgrade a server/software that a lot of people use. This meant we had to do it when few people would need it.  That meant I had to get up at 5 am.  I knew there was a 5 am. I had stayed up late enough to see it a few times.  But that is not a time you should be waking up.
I had hoped that this getting up early thing would become a trend. Not 5 am but maybe 6:30 or so.. But it didn’t take.  A few days later I was back to sleeping in late.

 This isn’t one of my normal late twtw posts where I am just lazy. Since Sunday I have thought through what happened last week trying to come up with something. It must have been really boring. The only thing that happened is I set up the appointment to have “my” car fixed. So I’ll fill you in on the car saga.

I used to be a car guy. I prided myself that my car payment was more than my rent. I grew up(a bit). The last car I bought was a Ford Fiesta. A tiny little thing with great gas mileage. I sold that car in 2014 and then borrowed my mom’s old C-RV for a few years. It wasn’t a great car but it did the job.  A few months ago I upgraded to my Mom’s 2015 Honda Fit. It has a little problem. Somebody had hit it. The passenger side is a little smashed up.  I finally made the appointment to get it fixed now that it has started to rust. It goes in the shop in 2 Thursdays.

Blessed is the man beloved by two dogs

When I show up he bounces around and wants all the belly rubs. He tends to follow me around. When I go through a doorway, I have to make sure I am to one side because a dog is going to be barreling along beside me.

He knew when I was leaving to head home. He didn’t try to stop me. He lay down in the middle of the floor and looked sad. When I said, “Bye Bud” he just gave me a sad look.

My friend’s dog, Mazie, also loves me. She jumps up and down squealing and whining when I shoe up. Luckily she’s gotten over the piddling in joy.

Chocolate is not mayonnaise

 I was out running errands one day. I had done laundry and eaten lunch. As I headed into a store I reached into my back pocket. In it was a big packet of squishy stuff. It felt like one of those mayonnaise packets you get at restaurants but was way bigger.  I had no idea what it could be. I pulled it out and it was a melted chocolate bar. When I had been doing my laundry I walked over to the store and had bought a soda and a candy bar, but they were 2 for 1 so I got an extra one and stuck it in my back pocket. It had been in there for hours melting away. Luckily it didn’t break.

The best movie ever filmed

 I found this in my drafts. I wonder how long ago I first typed it up. I have vague memories of doing so. I obviously, never posted it. I don’t know why. It was mostly finished. 

The Throw Away Year

When you get my age you probably shouldn’t just throw away an entire year, but I did. What do I mean by a throwaway year? It’s a year in which I didn’t further any of my goals, in fact, I regressed in them. It was a year I lost focus and direction.

I’ve tried to figure out why the year ended up the way it did. I need to make sure it doesn’t happen again.

Early in the year, my Uncle died. Over the Thanksgiving break my Grandfather, a man I loved and respected, died.

This is going to sound weird, but time was never right this year. Especially after my Grandpa died. Days didn’t happen they just went away.
I was constantly doing things but nothing was every accomplished. I didn’t get enough sleep and was constantly tired. I seemed to always be busy but nothing was finished. I reminded of the line from Max Payne 3, “Time moves forward, and nothing changes.”  And yet everything changed.

Everything sounds like an excuse.   Everything is an excuse.

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