The Tweets
The Tweets

So I took the month of September off... 

In my defence, I wasn't even in the country for two weeks.

Also in my defence, I have nothing to defend. It's just my own internal pressure to actually keep up this blog/site updated on a consistent basis.

So without getting too personal/specific (because we all know I don't do that here), I was on a European vacation in the middle of the month which was pretty great. I did have (spotty) internet access, so that's not an excuse for not updating, but I was just enjoying being unplugged from all things at home and just enjoying my life. Even the annoyances that I experienced were great, just because I was able to pull myself out of the daily drudgery of my "ordinary" life.

Now that I'm back and almost re-integrated back into society, something hit me. How inspired I am seems to be directly proportional to how bored I am. When I'm somewhere that I find exciting and engaging, it doesn't matter how many other things I have going on, I want to do even more. My creative juices start flowing and I feel great. When I'm in an environment where I feel disengaged, I have all the time in the world, but absolutely nothing could get me to be creative. I even start to question what exactly I was so excited about last weekend.

The busy excuse has effectively been debunked in my head. I know that I have all the time in the world to work on any number of projects I have floating around in my mind. The roadblock I have to get past is my own general malaise. I need to be able to use these projects as a way to drive my motivation and not have my lack of motivation be the reason none of my projects get accomplished.

Insert snappy final line here (because I got tired of staring at the screen with nothing coming).


Straws: The ultimate equalizer

As i sit here in a coffee shop, I know more than most the validity of the above statement. I'm just finishing up my work day, dressed moderately well, typing away on my little fruit company electronic device. I have no reason to feel shy; nothing I'm doing necessarily screams uncool. Until, I reach for my drink.

And there it is. The second that ridiculous cylinder reaches my lips I could be the reject king; the oddest of the odd men out; the epitome of the loser. I don't care how hip you think you are, the second you drink from a straw, all of that melts away as quickly as the delicious treat you are slurping up.

I firmly believe that any argument, all the way up to war can be completely defused if you just distribute lemonade in plastic cups with straws to all parties involved.

I don't care how rich you are. I don't care how poor you are. It doesn't matter if you're the tastemaker in your group of friends or of your town. I have not seen a single human being who can pull off a sip of any drink with a straw and keep their dignity, let alone their sense of righteousness.

Except for Cary Grant. That man could make splitting your pants along the inseam and falling into a dirty puddle seem like the coolest thing in the world.


A work in progress

Who would've know that there's a whole other universe outside of this online bubble. Remember there was a mention of talented people who will be joining me in adding much needed diversity to the site? Well, that's still in the works, but it seems that real life waits for no man, beast or website.

This blog, and this site as a whole is a work in progress, and I've come to realize that just like in real life, it always will be. I waited longer than I should have to even launch this site because I wanted it to "be ready." Even now, there's a part of me that cringes and almost wants to walk away because it's not quite right yet.

I've come to realize that it will probably always be in a state of flux as I get different ideas and brainstorms, not to mention when my very talented friends are able to join me here.

I suppose this is just a warning that there may be fewer updates than I want to due to this real life thing that keeps intruding, and there may even be a few cosmetic updates from time to time, but if I expect--and even enjoy--such changes in the flesh and blood world, why should I mind if it happens here?


What do you say when he's not around to hear you?

Twice today I tried to get out a fitting tribute to my father. One attempt was very broad and impersonal, and the second veered too much in the other direction.

It's been six years and still I have a hard time to get anything down on paper, virtual or otherwise. I have, of course, but it's never what I set out to say. Maybe that's because I only try on "special days."

Either way, I know that it's not worth it to get something down before the stroke of midnight simply to get something down. It's important that on the other days of the year that I take the time to make sure what I get down is worth it.

For today, all I need to say is I miss you dad.

And I do.

Every day.


Don't get me started on the misuse of Social Media or we'll be here forever...

I'll just talk about this specific, somewhat related pet peeve today (that's what they call the 'ole bait & switch). Otherwise we'll be here forever. Unsurprisingly, it has to do with lazy people and technology. I keep hearing the same complaint over and over again from these infuriating people:

"I hate technology X because I thought it did Y, but it didn't, so I had to do Z instead! It's so stupid, why won't it just do what I want it to do?!?!?"

About 5% of these people are spoiled kids who I have, for the most part, learned to ignore. The rest, unfortunately, are people who should know better. You know, the same people who talk about how better things were before "today's technology;" the same people who used to read instruction manuals for the technology that was available 10, 15, 20 years ago; the same people who say they take pride in understanding how things work.

These same people look at something like the cloud and can't be bothered to do any research on it, take everything they hear as gospel and are somehow annoyed when things don't exactly work out the way they want and lament everything but their own ignorance when their identity gets stolen. And of course they instantly blame the technology for not conforming to what they think it should be able to do for them.

Now I'm not saying that technology is flawless; a lot of it is uber annoying and useless for the average person. What I am saying is that maybe personal responsibility is still a thing that should be valued in order to understand how said technology COULD be used to benefit your life. Some things may be for you, some might not, but it behooves us all to actually take the time to understand how to use said technology properly.

As any Sci-fi fan will tell you, that's how Skynet takes over.

/end rant.