I have had the stomach flu since Sunday. First, when I woke up vomiting, I thought I was hungover. This was a bit unusual because never in my years of getting drunk have I ever thrown up the morning after. I was frightened and I didn't know what to do, so I called Talya. See told me not to eat anything (because I was throwing it all up) but to keep drinking water so that I didn't get dehydrated. Well, I kept drinking water, but it didn't keep me from getting dehydrated because I just kept yacking it up. Around midday Monday, the ralphing subsided, which was good because I had to take a midterm. My mom drove me to school, I took the midterm, then I went home and didn't get out of bed until Wednesday morning.
It is now Thursday. You all seemed to have called, and I assure you I will get to you eventually, but I am still quite a bit under the weather and thus investing all of my energy to preform the necessary tasks like going to class and writing blogs. I appoligize.
This whole lent thing has gotten me to thinking. I am not so much the believer in God anymore (well I sort of do, but it far different than it once was). Let's call me the anti-organized religion. That said, lent isn't really my thing anymore, but for some bizarre reason that I have not quite nailed down, I am feeling like I should give something up. First, I was thinking coffee. But since I haven't had coffee since Saturday anyhow (not so good for the sickness), this no longer seemed like a good option. Then, I thought I would give up sugary objects. Things like chocolate, candy, etc. This is still a possibility. Then I thought I should give up beeer. This makes me gasp, which is why I am thinking that I should go with it. What are your thoughts? Maybe I should just forget the whole thing.
Feb 22, 2007
Feb 11, 2007
moving the house.
How does one move a big house? Good question. Well, according to my recent observations, one simply cuts the thing in half, loads it onto two trucks, and drives it down the highway. I have seen this happen repeatedly throughout my life and have never questioned the process until now. The house was too big.
The other day, I was driving down the highway, going to school, and in the distance, I saw a big house, traveling down the highway. Thankfully, it was going westbound to my eastbound, so it didn't pose any real problems to me. It was huge... huge, acutally quite frightening. As I passed it, I noticed that it was taking up the entirity of two lanes. While it was slowing things down, it didn't seem to be creating big problems given that this section of the road was 3 lanes. I wondered, and am still curious to know how things would go just a couple of miles down the road when it entered the construction zone that had only two skinny lanes with no wiggle room whatsoever. This got me to thinking that there must be a better way to move a house. Then, the other giant half of the house passed, and I just chuckled.
The next day, they were driving a yacht down the highway.
The other day, I was driving down the highway, going to school, and in the distance, I saw a big house, traveling down the highway. Thankfully, it was going westbound to my eastbound, so it didn't pose any real problems to me. It was huge... huge, acutally quite frightening. As I passed it, I noticed that it was taking up the entirity of two lanes. While it was slowing things down, it didn't seem to be creating big problems given that this section of the road was 3 lanes. I wondered, and am still curious to know how things would go just a couple of miles down the road when it entered the construction zone that had only two skinny lanes with no wiggle room whatsoever. This got me to thinking that there must be a better way to move a house. Then, the other giant half of the house passed, and I just chuckled.
The next day, they were driving a yacht down the highway.
Feb 7, 2007
chasing buses...
I chased a bus today. It is cold, very cold, and apparently when it is cold, I loose my ability to make decisions that prevent me from looking like an idiot, or it prevents me from thinking at all. It went something like this...
I was walking, the bus was sitting approx. 50 yards away. I noticed that it was my bus, so I put some spring in my step. Then, the bus started moving. Without thaught, I began to jog after it. Then, I realized that it was moving faster than I was, so I started to sprint. As I ran along side, I began to slam my fist on the side of the bus, still running, until it stopped. I hopped on, thanked the bus driver, and took my seat.
As I sat and took a sigh of relief, I realized that I must have looked like a complete idiot. Then it occurred to me that I would only have looked like an idiot if the bus hadn't stopped, but since it did stop, I looked like the type of person that everyone else wishes they were (you know, the one that has the self-confidence to run after a bus).
Or, I might just be trying to convince myself of that because I am to insecure with myself to be okay with looking like an idiot. Either way, I prevented myself from further cold, so it is okay.
I was walking, the bus was sitting approx. 50 yards away. I noticed that it was my bus, so I put some spring in my step. Then, the bus started moving. Without thaught, I began to jog after it. Then, I realized that it was moving faster than I was, so I started to sprint. As I ran along side, I began to slam my fist on the side of the bus, still running, until it stopped. I hopped on, thanked the bus driver, and took my seat.
As I sat and took a sigh of relief, I realized that I must have looked like a complete idiot. Then it occurred to me that I would only have looked like an idiot if the bus hadn't stopped, but since it did stop, I looked like the type of person that everyone else wishes they were (you know, the one that has the self-confidence to run after a bus).
Or, I might just be trying to convince myself of that because I am to insecure with myself to be okay with looking like an idiot. Either way, I prevented myself from further cold, so it is okay.
Nov 14, 2006
The Christmas Blend is back at Starbucks. This marks a change in the season. The winter has finally come, and I like that. The Sierra Nevada Celebration Ale is also back on the shelves. This too makes me quite happy.
The Front Room is dead. Well, technically, it is still alive, but as we once knew it, the Front Room is dead. Last weekend marked the official closing ceremonies of that place that so many of us called home. It was very sad. I am sorry that you missed it.
Here is the thing about OSU and Michigan. I don't really care. I am not what you would call a football fan. Frankly, I think that it is a bit silly. So, as much as I would like to see you, I don't think that I will be there to join in the festivities. I also have to go to a Black Keys show here in Cleveland on Saturday night. My deepest apologies.
The Front Room is dead. Well, technically, it is still alive, but as we once knew it, the Front Room is dead. Last weekend marked the official closing ceremonies of that place that so many of us called home. It was very sad. I am sorry that you missed it.
Here is the thing about OSU and Michigan. I don't really care. I am not what you would call a football fan. Frankly, I think that it is a bit silly. So, as much as I would like to see you, I don't think that I will be there to join in the festivities. I also have to go to a Black Keys show here in Cleveland on Saturday night. My deepest apologies.
Oct 31, 2006
the beta
In rock climbing there is this thing we call beta. Essentially, beta is the answer to the problem. It is strange though... my beta may be far different than your beta but both betas are equally right. I am tall, you are short, you have long arms and I have short arms, I have long legs and you have a short torso. The way you climb something may look entirely different from the way that I climb something... but they both work equally well. My beta may help Joe Schmoe climb the wall and yours may make him fall on his ass. Beta. It is quite thought provoking.
Life is much like climbing. I have beta, you have beta, both seem to be working. We take the advice of our friends, but what if their life beta isn't going to work for me. How am I to know that their beta isn't going to make me fall on my ass. Because really, I am quite capable of making myself fall on my ass, I don't really need anyone else's help. If I am going to listen to you and what you have to say, it sure as hell better be right. Sadly, that is not the way it works.
Someone should write a beta book. The beta should be organized in such a way that each of us can fall under a certain type of person: tall, height and apex equal, weak ankles, long torso. I could then find myself in the book and follow that beta for my life. It would have to be general beta... things like... handle problems in this way; when you feel emotionally exhausted, spend some time alone, rather than spending more time with people; when life gets hard, keep pushing, you really are capable of doing it; be friends with this type of person rather than this type, it will make your life much easier.
No. It is necessary that I write my own beta, and every once in a while I will get lucky and your beta will work for me. I am going to have to start climbing again... it makes my reality more manageable. Its processes somehow educate me in life. You should give it a try.
Life is much like climbing. I have beta, you have beta, both seem to be working. We take the advice of our friends, but what if their life beta isn't going to work for me. How am I to know that their beta isn't going to make me fall on my ass. Because really, I am quite capable of making myself fall on my ass, I don't really need anyone else's help. If I am going to listen to you and what you have to say, it sure as hell better be right. Sadly, that is not the way it works.
Someone should write a beta book. The beta should be organized in such a way that each of us can fall under a certain type of person: tall, height and apex equal, weak ankles, long torso. I could then find myself in the book and follow that beta for my life. It would have to be general beta... things like... handle problems in this way; when you feel emotionally exhausted, spend some time alone, rather than spending more time with people; when life gets hard, keep pushing, you really are capable of doing it; be friends with this type of person rather than this type, it will make your life much easier.
No. It is necessary that I write my own beta, and every once in a while I will get lucky and your beta will work for me. I am going to have to start climbing again... it makes my reality more manageable. Its processes somehow educate me in life. You should give it a try.
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