Archive for May 20th, 2005

Like, for real this time

I haven’t read any blogs for 2 days. Not even my top 10. Not even the ones that only post once a day and have really short posts. Not even the one by my own freakin’ roommate (we know you’ll kick that pooping-in-your-sleep habit soon Buddy!).

So what’s my excuse? I’ve been working. But not like the normal work where I only do what’s assigned to me, and then read blogs in between, but actually creating work for myself.

I’m not sure what happened, but of late I’ve been motivated to get lots of work done. Normally, I’ll be struck by something blogworthy (i.e., whatever passing whim pops through my skull) on my way to work, I’ll post that when I get in, and then I’ll dig into work. About an hour later I’ll be done with all my work for the day, and I just read and write blogs until a meeting, an appointment, or more work pops up. I finish that off quickly, and then I go back to reading.

The past few days have been different though. I’ve been making huge lists of items to complete, some of them with 2 or 3 sub items, that when completed will make my job easier. It’s been such a rewarding experience to complete these items that blogging fell almost completely off the radar.

Luckily, I have a few unstructured hours remaining in the day, and my lists have been reduced to tasks that are pending responses from coworkers, so I’ve got a few hours to catch up. It’s a good thing too, because I try to cut the internet out as much as I can over the weekend (the exception being that I nerd it up for about 30 minutes on Saturday and Sunday), and I rarely go back to read old posts that I may have missed.

I’m sorry if this seems self-centered, but I used to follow all my blogs with zeal, and I would read every word that was written. I had an inhuman compulsion to spend my time in front of a computer when I should have been lounging on a beach last summer. Bad news.

So, I’ll try to catch up on what I can today, and on Monday I’ll start anew.

One might suggest that this is irksome to me

It took me an hour to get to work this morning. My 11 mile commute was marred by what seems to have been nothing more than rain. Have you heard of it? I should imagine not given the rest of Baltimore’s populous seemed quite surprised and disoriented by it’s presence.

Rain is a meteorological condition in which tiny particles of water in the air condense, and then, when reaching a sizeable fatness for Gravity’s meaty paws to reach up and give them a tug, hurl themselves groundward where the splatter, splash, pool, and puddle.

Though is phenomenon is certainly something to give quiet reflection to from time to time, given our ecosystem’s ability to recycle it’s own blood, sweat, and tears, as it were, it certainly does not warrant a full metaphysical and transcendental wonderment.

This would not be the case in, say, the Gobi desert where average yearly rainfall amounts to sometimes little more than millimeters. One could make the argument that a full-on rainstorm is such a place would require no less than the full stoppage of day to day activities in order to celebrate such a freak occurrence.

In Baltimore, however, rain accumulates many inches per year, and it would belie nothing less than an intellect equal to a labotomized monkey if our residents were to lose their GODDAMNED SHIT EVERY FUCKING TIME IT RAINS. FOR SHIT’S SAKE YOU IGNORANT FUCKERS, PUT YOUR CAR IN DRIVE AND GO. IT’S JUST THE FUCKING SKY PISSING ON US AGAIN YOU BACKWARD-THINKING, INBRED, GEOCENTRIC TROGLODYTES!




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