iDallas!There just aren’t enough hours in the day.
Or maybe I have to get used to things not happening as quickly as I want them to.
I should do that… I should relax a bit.
And play with my new toy!
(when I’m not witty or wise, it’s intentional)
Sometimes it’s hard to say or do what you really think you should do. Sometimes, you get into a looop where you question why you think you should do it, and you think maybe you’re wrong, and you start to worry that it might not work out the way you think.
But none of that matters. But you still end up just standing around and waiting for a miracle or something instead of just jumping in and feeling the water cover you from the tips of your toes to the top of your fool head.
I went to a nice birthday party last night. There were a lot of young people drinking alcohol (not much beer, and the beer that was there was Tecate! and the alcohol was Tequila!) and laughing and stuff.
At some point, everyone sang a song in Spanish to the birthday girl. Most of the people there were hispanic, btw. The spanish song has way more words than “Happy Birthday to You.” It was a full-on anthem.
People were dancing and laughing and they looked really happy, and oh my how wonderful it all was.
And we talked about the future of the internet and it’s increasing level of commericiallity and we talked about the oneness of all things and we looked at my tattoo a little bit.
Those sorts of things start to happen when I get a couple of cups of margarita in me. Yaa-haa!
I wake up in the middle of the night and go to the bathroom to cough up some sludge from my lungs into the sink. I have weak lungs. Poor me. And the sky is full of atmospheric disease. And poor me.
My family has not been selected to receive free masks to protect us from the smog. And we can’t afford them, either.
But, I go back to bed anyway, and on to my fragmented dreams… shattered again a few hours later by another bout of coughing.
Despite everything that might go on in the world today to ruin my mood, I can still feel good to know that bells and whistles and broomsticks and bullwhips and cats and dogs do exist and that life is still there all around me waiting for me to reach out and listen up and open up and take a peek at what’s there.
No matter what else might happen, someone will fall in love today, and someone will be born today and someone will learn the meaning of life today. Today and every day.
Computers suck.
But they don’t try to play games with you when you’re not in the mood.
Not as if I would know I guess.
People are hard to figure out, though.
They don’t follow logical patterns. They don’t even seem to put much thought into their actions for the most part.
People are unpredictable.
I guess that’s why people like cats.
Cats are unpredictable also.
I prefer dogs, though.
kids are cool.
They talk cooler than adults.
They dress cooler than adults.
They think cooler than adults.
They are still young enough to quit smoking and still live a long time.
They are still young enough to make big mistakes and still have an
ok life.
Kids are great.
I just wish they could be as wonderful and innocent as they are and still sort of have some greater view of things at the same time.
I guess the idea is for everyone to try to retain the best parts of being a kid as you grow up. Don’t let those little kid-things slip away just because you have to deal with frustrating situations all the time. Hold on to your inner-kid.
It’s rough.
Time takes its toll.
But you’ve got to hang tough.
And who are young politicians looking up to today? President Clinton actually has sex.
He’s no good. Who else is there? There are probably some good senators or something, but who knows anything about them?
Maybe young politicians keep up on that stuff. Maybe they read the paper and stuff.
I hope they learn something.
We could really use some people in office who really give a fuck (metaphorically rather than literally).
I went shopping this morning at about 9am. It was part of my wind-down process before bed. I sleep totally during the normal day now.
The supermarket is a different place at that time. People are more relaxed and less rushed. I did all my shopping and everything was cool.
While I was in the dairy section, some man asked me to help him find a small container of milk that was normal. He didn’t want low-fat or lactose free or anything like that. Just plain milk.
Ok.. I thought… and I pointed to the first one that looked good, but, wouldn’t you know it?, it was lactose free. Hmmm, this is going to be harder than I first thought… but I continued scanning the milk and I found one that was appropriate, way to the left.
Phew!
As thousands of people get replaced by computer programs that can do their jobs more quickly and more efficiently, I’ve been trying to figure out what those people would do for work.
I think they are as responsible for losing their jobs as the companies are for firing them. It is your responsibility as a worker to make sure you are on top of the industry wave. You need to be prepared to learn about new things as they happen so you’ll be prepared to switch career paths when yours becomes a dead-end.
I also think the companies doing the firing have the responsibility to train their workers to handle more complex tasks as they send the menial jobs to other countries. I don’t think big companies should have to offer welfare jobs to people who don’t put the effort in where needed, but they do have a responsibility to the communities they are a part of. People are people.
So… what jobs will all those people end up doing? They’ll end up as the happy voice on the other end of the line when you call to find out why your sound card was delivered in 3 pieces instead of one. Tech support! That’s an industry that will never be filled by other countries!