11/23/11 02:27 - ID#55582
Been a while...
Took a hiatus; part of that whole "refocusing" thing.
Had a (hopefully) good interview via Skype this week...deets to follow.
Presently, I'm sitting in Sullivan's Steakhouse, an ambitious li'l eatery in Baltimore; methinks it may be ahead of its time, as Baltimore is nowhere near as upscale as this place wants it to be.
Still, I dig it. Live jazz bands, great tunes on the overhead, and fantastic service. It doesn't hurt that the female wait-staff are clad in stockings. This rapacious heterosexual thanks the Management for the dresscode.
To sum up...my new spot!
Last Modified: 11/23/11 02:27
11/15/11 04:26 - ID#55518
It came. It went.
You know what I felt?
Nothing. Nada. Zilch.
We're talking a complete void of emotion.
It's funny what a few weeks, a lot of beer and "self-medication" will do for one's outlook.
Last Modified: 11/15/11 04:26
Category: random, libation, social
11/11/11 04:50 - ID#55486
In Search Of...
I'm at the Water Street Tavern, sitting in a nice li'l off-kilter lane called Light St. in my fair borough. The bartender (cool dude) says its usually full of a good mix of locals.
Today, it's preternaturally empty...presumably due to the holiday, where I suspect the aforementioned crowd has taken off of work to reflect on the collective sacrifices made by the men and women of our military.
Oh well. At least the beer's cold.
Last Modified: 11/11/11 04:50
Category: random, feedback
11/08/11 11:38 - ID#55465
Firstly, try to fold the bills lengthwise. They can cut and chafe in my g-stri...
Oops! Wrong blog. ;)
Seriously, I appreciate your collective welcoming. You guys are diverse, funny, insightful, and encouraging. In a word or two, altogether human. I'm thankful that I've been able to stumble upon on a corner of it in the bastion of inhumanity that is the beloved interwebsâ„¢.
Mo' to come...
Last Modified: 11/08/11 11:38
11/07/11 11:46 - ID#55459
Facebook, in the proper hands, can be a great tool that can be used for reasons, various and sundry, that ultimately lead to the betterment of all mankind.
However, in some cases, as with any tool, it can do damage. In my particular case, it did exactly what those creepy twins designed it to do...
...and showed me exactly what I was looking for.
Again, the onus is on me. I clicked the specific sequence of buttons needed to bring me to that fateful destination. I can only blame myself, and some lessons, though painful, must be learned.
The Truth hurts...but Pain teaches.
So, I bid you "adieu", Book o' Faces. Should your caretakers ever deign to send me an inquiry as to the why's of my exodus in a vain attempt to improve your service, I intend to tell them the absolute, undeniable and indelible Truth:
Last Modified: 11/07/11 07:00
Category: random, family
11/06/11 08:24 - ID#55455
The Long Walk
A trip that may take me 45 minutes, tops took 2 and a half hours. Bless the littlest one, and her wee li'l legs.
Any way, the kids and the overpass that runs over 95-S are hereby represented. I only include the overpass shot because I think it's a cool one of the highway leading into the city...and I think my Wanderlust is kicking in.
Last Modified: 11/06/11 08:25
11/05/11 12:55 - ID#55447
Been a minute...
But, I'm back. And I have a plan.
Recently, I came as close to rock-bottom as one could get...and it weren't pretty, True Believers. I'm still kinda dealing with it, and I'll be paying for a couple of really bad decisions for a really long time.
The good news, though, is that I'm climbing back up. I'm confident that I won't be as low as I have been, and that I'll be even higher in days to come.
I plan to reveal my..plan..(ouch, that was painful) in phases. Part, the 1st has already begun: exercise. Getting back to my "fightin' shape", as it were, or, if I were to believe some comments I've gotten here (flatterers!), the Frame to match the Face. Oh yeah. Confidence in spades, baby.
Part, the second: remove distractions. An unfocused mind is an unproductive one. To wit: I've killed my FailBook account. I want to abuse it by blasting those whom I feel have wronged me, and that's an abject waste of time. Blame (read: "it's all their fault") is the polar opposite of Ownership (read: "I fcuked up"), and I'm no longer in the Business of Futility. They're clearly not worried about ME, so why should I give a squirt of piss for their gums should they suddenly find their teeth afire?
Correct. I shouldn't. So, I won't. Wow, scarily easy, hmm?
As was finding what I've missed for a while: writing. I haven't gotten encouragement about that lately, but I remebered that most people don't really care about what makes others happy. And you shouldn't be blamed for that, either. It's not your fault if you aren't on their wavelength.
It's your parents'.
I kid; I'm sure they're lovely people.
Part the third: mo' kid time! Speaking of, I'm late for a walk to the store. :)
Thanks for lis'nin' so far, folks. More to come.
Last Modified: 11/05/11 01:32
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