Tag Archives: Thinkning

Mo’ Money and all that jazz.

I cut up my credit card this even­ing. It all star­ted at about 6:00PM today; a young man came over to our apart­ment to pur­chase one of my gui­tars that I don’t really play. I got a cool five hun­dred for it, and that’s pretty sweet. Anyways, I drove over to the local bank to deposit the cash… you know,

Clarity

There was a post yes­ter­day after­noon at Pharyngula, it linked to  a video state­ment by Richard Dawkins about “New” Atheists and clar­ity. I think that’s just won­der­ful. It startles me that there are people who take this kind of clar­ity, this hon­esty, as hos­til­ity. I don’t think that there can be any sort of pro­duct­ive dis­cus­sions on a mat­ter if one

Personal Space

It seems as though the people of Calgary have lost their sense of per­sonal space. At least, when it comes to pub­lic transit. There should be weight sensors in all of the trains that pre­vent the train from mov­ing if there is too much weight in any one car. Then they should set the max­imum

Over/Under

Whelmed. I like that word but I find it strange that the com­mon Internet defin­i­tions of it often include “Overwhelmed” as a defin­i­tion. That is ques­tion­able to me. In fact, I am under­whelmed with any pos­it­ive emo­tions by that lazy defin­i­tion. See how that works? If I am under­whelmed, then I have not yet reached a state of whelmed­ness, and if I am over­whelmed,

Everybody jump aboard the failboat!

Well, that wouldn’t be a very good idea now would it. I’m great at mak­ing excuses, I could invent one right now. You know what for… But I won’t I’ll just pre­tend that noth­ing hap­pend and get on with this thing. I’m mov­ing tomor­row. It’s the right time to do it for me. As much as I’m afraid of

Books I should be reading.

I have a pile of books that have been accu­mu­lat­ing for a while now. I’ve read a small part of each of them and I want to fin­ish them, but I’m hav­ing dif­fi­culty choos­ing a start­ing point. (Actually, I just made the decision now on which I will read first, but I’m still lost for num­ber two…) Seven Steps on the Writer’s Path:

Sometimes, this is me…

xkcd  —  A Webcomic  —  Superlative. I don’t mind though. Someone has to be the bor­ing one :-P

Sooo bored.

And a little bit stressed about money. My cur­rent job either needs to provide a raise, or full time hours, or I need a new job. All of those options are dif­fi­cult to ask for. Difficult to talk about even. It’s been a very long time since I’ve had stress about money. I’m not used to it. It was so eazy

My daily routine.

For your approval, some­thing about myself. I’m not really very inter­est­ing though. I’m also ter­rible at remem­ber­ing details. My past is a haze really, a few points stand out but the details and events lead­ing to those points are clouded and eph­em­eral. It’s tough to tell a story that has noth­ing but a couple of cli­maxes with no back

Okay! Writin’ stuff

I have a note­book in my pocket. Ostensibly this is so that if I have a sud­den inspir­a­tion to write, or some ran­dom idea jumps in to my head and I must tell the world about it, I have a place to take notes. I can jot down a bit of an out­line so that the thought or idea doesn’t get lost in