02 January 2013
New Years Resolutions
17 September 2012
Feeling the Grrrrr in Disgruntled American
Okay, I get that we are in the middle of an election year. I get that the candidates, even the president, needs to put that somewhat first on his agenda. I get it. I don't like it, but I get it. What I really can't abide is a theme I keep hearing on all the news and political pundit shows:
This would actually be a good time to put in a reliable, secure BYOD (as in they bring their own device they've paid for instead up upgrading on the tax-payers dime) so they can be just as mobile and responsive to their constituents as we have to be to our subordinates, peers and management. (I'm not saying we need to run the country like a business, because seriously, you can't lay off the voters).
What are my political views, you might wonder: I'm undecided. I call myself a free-thinker because I look at both sides, see which one can do the most good, get the most done and then I vote for the lesser of the two evils.
If nothing truly is going to get passed until after November then why oh why are we paying them then? Some say it's strategy, some say it's cowardice, some say it's just politics at it's worst. But seriously, if they aren't going to work couldn't we save some money if we put the House and the Senate along with all their staff and toadies on furlough? That's been the solution for the smaller government groups like the States and Cities, isn't it? I know there will still be a need to have some people there, the paper doesn't push itself. However the rest of them that are just waiting for the Elephant or the Ass to take up residence before they do anything. The concept is equally repugnant and mind-numbingly inane that we shouldn't have to pay for it. Both sides are screaming for reduction in spending, here's one way they can cut the fat, trim the gristle and maybe show the voters they are willing to go from a fillet mignon diet to chicken for a few months."Nothing will get passed until after the election."
This would actually be a good time to put in a reliable, secure BYOD (as in they bring their own device they've paid for instead up upgrading on the tax-payers dime) so they can be just as mobile and responsive to their constituents as we have to be to our subordinates, peers and management. (I'm not saying we need to run the country like a business, because seriously, you can't lay off the voters).
What are my political views, you might wonder: I'm undecided. I call myself a free-thinker because I look at both sides, see which one can do the most good, get the most done and then I vote for the lesser of the two evils.
08 March 2012
P.O.T.s (Pockets Of Time)
On Saturday last I was running late to the dentist grumbling because I had planned to spend the whole day just me. Maybe a movie, get a manicure, do tea, a nice dinner...you get the idea, but that got changed because of family plans. So, to my surprise and welcome my dentist had an emergency and was running way later than I was. So, I went across the street to the SBux and got a protein drink and banana and pulled out my editing. It hit me like a lightning bolt. I can't have days any more, or even set hours per se, but I can carve out pockets of time. Time to write. Time to plot and plan and work on the exact way to kill someone where no one needs to know. In my Franklin now (Yes, I went back to a paper planner) I am penciling blocks of POTs. No one need know what they are, I can erase them out when plans change, and they always change. I think it was L.W. Lynett who said "The most effective way to cope with change is to help create it." Well, I'm creating POTs for change. This means more posting, more journal writing, more just being who I am. I am a WRITER, and writers WRITE.
20 February 2012
A Murder of Crows
I was driving home from work and was watching the greying rainy sky wondering when the next downpour would break when I noticed several, like forty or more, crows crossing over the freeway over to a small cluster of trees to roost for the night. I enjoy watching birds fly with just a little green in my eyes because I've always wanted to fly like them. I inched along with the traffic but I never took my eyes off the sky. Forty quickly turned into eighty and then hundred and then more and more, it never seemed to end. My mind flashed to those scenes in vampire movies when the unsuspecting dinner guests disturb Vlad's pets, blocking the moonlight in an ominous warning of pending doom. I actually had to drive out from under the winged migration but it was still going long after I drove away. As much as I hate the idea of killing something intelligent and beautiful, it might just be time for a murder of crows.
11 November 2011
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