Travis, how can I know that you’re busy if you don’t post on me to tell me so? It’s not like I can call you and ask how’s it goin’?
Did anyone ever tell you you’re a smartass, blog?
Yeah. (pause) Once.
Don’t you threaten me, blog. I’m superadmin. I can delete you before you even have time to rebuild.
Hey, hey hey. Let’s not get hasty. I’m just sayin’ that if you want me to know you’re busy, you have to let me know, that’s all. What have you been busy with, anyway?
Then there was, looking back, lunch with Judd, dinner with Mandy, breakfast with the Rovers, dinner with a bunch of close friends, and sprinkled throughout, tons and tons and tons of work.
Meanwhile, I’ve got my sister calling to let me know about her newest career plans, my Mom calling with computer questions and the vague hint of how her business is doing, Susie doing her best duck imitation (calm on top of the water, paddling like hell underneath) and it all adds up to freneticism.
Oh, also today the tree in the backyard of our house in Pasadena fell over into our pool, and a trailer filled with the last of our stuff departed Pasadena bound for Vancouver. At no small expense. Where will we put it?
Did I mention I need to get my cholesterol checked? That I’ve been putting it off since, hmmm, 2004?
OK, OK, I get the picture—
Pictures? Don’t even get we started about that. I used to take lots of pictures. now, I take very few, and don’t even have time to post them.
—jeez, OK, chill. Hit a nerve, I guess.
Don’t get me wrong, blog. I’m having a good time overall. It’s just that there’s a whole lot going on, and that doesn’t leave me a lot of time to relax and contemplate. I could do with a little more inefficiency, some wiggle room and waiting period where I can reflect and relax. More ferry rides and waiting rooms, less email and weekend deadlines.
I hear ya.
But hey, thanks for checking up on me. It’s nice to know
“Almost every American I know does trade large portions of his life for entertainment, hour by weeknight hour, binge by Saturday binge, Facebook check by Facebook check. I’m one of them. In the course of writing this I’ve watched all 13 episodes of House of Cards and who knows how many more West Wing episodes, and I’ve spent any number of blurred hours falling down internet rabbit holes. All instead of reading, or writing, or working, or spending real time with people I love.”
“Live a good life. If there are gods and they are just, then they will not care how devout you have been, but will welcome you based on the virtues you have lived by. If there are gods, but unjust, then you should not want to worship them. If there are no gods, then you will be gone, but will have lived a noble life that will live on in the memories of your loved ones.”
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