Category: Dailies

  • URL Goes Here

    Damnit. After getting into the habit of writing a before bed blog post as my “write a daily blog post” excercise last night I accidently deleted it today. That’s not to say I didn’t attempt publishing it last night, but I’ve been writing a Powershell script to write and publish from my Ubuntu Server laptop.…

  • Oy vey, it’s going to be a hot one!

    Alright, I did it–the weather was simply too good not too–I went for my first outside run in years. It wasn’t easy. One, I’ve never done particularly well in warmer temperatures. Indeed, my ideal temperature range is from 72 to 80 degrees: outside of that I’ve gotta dress up and hunker down or dress down…

  • Tired…

    12 hour day. 10 hour day. 12 hour day. Early morning meetings. I’m not a morning person. So fucking tired. So fucking tired. I keep trying to get into a normal-healthy schedule. Much easier now that I work from home. Still hard because my job is unpredictable. Usually (in this industry), Decembers tend to quiet…

  • Generalizations and Projection

    Generalizations are dangerous. “All Christian’s believe _________.” “Every Republicans supports ________.” “I am always thinking about ways to become rich and famous.” I try not to use generalizations. When I do, it’s generally intentional. But the reason I wanted to write about generalizations is not in relation to my goal to only use them when…

  • The Gym

    I have gone to the gym four times this week: Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday (today). Given my dislike of public displays of exercise over my lifetime this is an all time record. That’s not to say I didn’t go every other day (or so) when I was signed up for the fancy gym two…

  • Writing: Another Frakking Go

    I’ve been trying to get into these rhythms. Healthy rhythms. Like going to the gym for an hour directly after work and telling myself it might be worth my time thinking about what I want to write about then setting aside time at a designated time at a natural time at a necessary time later…

  • A Bit To Soon

    You’ll have to forgive me, I’m on attempt one thousand, four hundred thirty three, of stopping smoking. More accurately, I’ve stopped smoking successfully a number of times—and as so many in my shoes can proclaim, “I’m a professional”—but this time I think it’s going to stick given that one, I’ve crossed the boundary of nearly…