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February summer

I am completely unable to focus.  The weather is gorgeous as hell and I can't stand being stuck in my office right now.

Plus, I'm irritated.  Beth has ditched me and Rockfest this year because of a guy.  When I pointed out that this must mean they are crazy serious, I got no response.  So essentially, I got ditched for a guy who may not even be in the picture this time next year.  Doesn't that make me feel good?

I'm eating too much, which also sucks.  Maybe I should go for a walk.  Might make me feel better and will burn a few calories.

Worn out

Dear World,

I have no interest in being helpful today.  Kindly fuck off.

Sick of your emails

Chugging along

I finished re-reading and sent in my copyediting suggestions for the Razorgirl novels.  I've been going through the .epub files to look at formatting, and I'm almost done doing that too.  I just have one more to look through, then I'll send in those observations as well.  My hope is to be done tonight.

Traveling over the weekend to be with Grandma for her 80th birthday.  Karen is going to check on the house and cat while I'm gone.  Should be fun times.  I've mapped out a 4-mile and a 3-mile route in the area of our hotel.  I don't know how much time I'll have to run, but I at least have those.

TR quote

Let us rather run the risk of wearing out than rusting out. ~Theodore Roosevelt

I love this quote.  And it's not just because TR is one of my heroes.  Actually, TR is one of my heroes because he lived by this mantra, and I agree with it wholeheartedly.

I've been watching Ken Burns's documentary on the Roosevelts: Theodore, Franklin, and Eleanor.  It's fascinating.  FDR is portrayed as a bit of a dick, which may be entirely accurate, but I cannot say for certain.  I haven't read nearly as much about FDR as I have about Theodore, though I will say that the stuff about TR falls in line with everything else I've read or watched about him.

TR was a regular firestorm.  I pride myself on how productive I manage to be on a day-to-day basis, but really, what I do is nothing compared to what Theodore Roosevelt did every day of his life.



According to Pottermore.com, my patronus is a grass snake.  I was hoping there would be additional information on the site discussing what this is supposed to mean about me, but there doesn't seem to be that feature at this time.  Perhaps in the future this will be something that they develop.

It does, certainly, fit in with my Hogwarts house, which is Slytherin.  Fascinating that J.K. Rowling's world seems to view me as fitting in with the snakes.  It's not something I truly considered for myself before -- well, maybe that's not entirely true.  I did used to have a recurring dream about a snake when I was a kid, but never really anything beyond that.  There's so much negative stigma surrounding the snake, at least in this culture.  However, there is a mythology that Alexander the Great was conceived as a result of his mother's intercourse with a snake.  They're often considered to be symbols of fertility, and in some cultures, even of healing.  Then, of course, they're also associated with the fall of the Garden of Eden, with the underworld, and so on.

A lot of people are terrified of snakes.  My friend Dereck once described me as having a don't-fuck-with-me demeanor about me, so maybe this is related to that?  Possibly.  Either way, this is fascinating.  I may have to do some reading up on snakes.

First day of fall

Finally!  Yes, I hate the cold and, much of the time, find that I acclimate to heat much better than I do to the hell-frozen-over temperatures of winter.  But summers are starting to get unbearable.  The Republicans need to get their heads out of their asses and acknowledge that global warming really is a thing.

And a look back

I'm about a hundred pages into Ian's novel, Trace.  More copyediting for Razorgirl.  Ian's a good writer.  I'll have to tell Christine that he ought to write another novel -- she'll pass the message along.  People love to have their egos stroked.

Much of the copyedit suggestions I find seem to be punctuation-related.  I think it must be natural to me to understand punctuation, grammar, etc., which seems like a strange talent to have.  I mean, I got a 35 on the English portion of the ACT, but who cares?  I can write, and I can do it grammatically correct.  Few people seem to care about that.

Honestly, in this world it seems like such a superfluous skill.  A 35 on the math portion of the test would've been more impressive.  It seems all the acknowledged brilliance in the world is math- or science-related.  I'm not as naturally talented in either area, but I have the work ethic that could've made it work.  I should've majored in engineering or something.

No, that would be selling out.  I did enjoy my majors.  It's hard, though, to look back and just wonder what if...?

U of Chicago's letter

All college students seriously need to read this.  The culture of entitlement and the desire to be shielded from all things that might be uncomfortable is permeating even the university setting to a point that it's becoming unbearable.  Which is unfortunate.  The point behind a university education is to push yourself beyond your comfort zone, to expand, to learn, to grow.  We're losing that, and it really worries me.

Thinking ahead

Working on this editing project reminds me that I have my own novel that I ought to be working on.  Maybe coding will have to wait?  I have way too many things that I'm trying to learn and trying to do.  Editing and coding and the novel aside, I continue to try to work on my Spanish, I would like to learn Tagalog, I still run regularly, and I have about a million books that I want to read.  A reminder that this whole need-to-sleep is more of an inconvenience than anything else.  Still, can't fight biology, can I?

Minerva constantly reminds me that I ought to spend more time with her.  Poor kitty.  She does make a wonderful companion to me, I'm just not sure I'm the best companion to her.  But we do, at least, share the bed every night, so there's that, I suppose.  I feel bad that she's going to be largely alone for a few days when I head to Wisconsin for Grandma's birthday.  But Karen agreed today to check in on her at least once while I'm gone, so Minerva might even make a friend out of the deal!


It occurs to me that my sudden spurt of multiple postings here is related to my lack of instant messaging friends lately.  Christine is in the process of moving, so her absence from IM is completely understandable.  Merci has taken to keeping it shut off so that she can focus on her work -- again, understandable.  I could mention others, but those situations are more complicated (and frustrating), so it's probably safer if I just don't.

It's been a drama-filled sorta day here today, and I'm proud of myself for at least not griping about that too much here.  Again, probably safer if I just don't.  Fortunately, the day is mostly over.  Tonight I need to focus on editing.

Coding contemplations

I've been kicking around the possibility of learning how to code.  I don't know the first damned thing about coding, but it seems like it might be a useful thing to know how to do.  Just how useful, I don't know yet.  It's an on-going debate in my mind as to whether it would be worth the time and effort.  In the end, I'll probably try a lesson or two just to see how it goes.  I'll probably start with the Hour of Code program, mostly because it's the popular lesson right now and it's free.  I'm certainly not going to pay for it.  Then we'll see whether it would be worth pursuing further.

For now, however, I am in the midst of editing one final novel for Razorgirl's contest submission.  I don't even remember what the contest was (I probably ought to look it up), but I do enjoy being involved with the work.  After this, then perhaps coding.
Okay, so LJ's new friends page view sucks.  Is there not a way to go back to the old page?  Not that I see right off the bat.  I do some settings options, though, so maybe I can at least make this tolerable.

Oh, LJ.  You realize you're heading downhill, yes?  The fact that I've posted something like 5 entries today with no comments is notable.  My friends ditched this platform a long, long time ago.

Just screwed with the settings a bit.  It's mostly just changing colors around.  How crappy.  C'mon LJ, you used to be better than this.  Almost makes me nostalgic, except for the part where no one uses this site anymore.

I need a pay raise

Just did the math, and I am essentially broke for the next three weeks.  Car insurance is due, car registration is coming due, mortgage is due.  It's a good thing I'm not the kind of person who needs to live on caviar and a new outfit every week.  It's also a good thing I stocked up on potatoes and ramen noodles.

One of these days, this state will get a new governor, one who will actually stop destroying the economy, and things won't be quite so shitty.


I dig irony.  For example, a pudgy dude in flip flops sporting a Nike "Just Do It" t-shirt while lighting up a cigarette.

Morning energy

I have a random craving for breakfast sausage.  Actually, throw in a biscuit and some cheese and an egg -- let's make this a breakfast sandwich.

I am full of energy this morning.  It's great in that I am, to an extent, using it to fuel my work.  But it is a frenetic energy, which also makes it easy to get distracted. For example, by thoughts of breakfast sandwiches.

Baseball during WWI

New post in The Baseball Attic about our great game during the First World War.  Enjoy!!


44 Odd Things You Don't Know About Me

1. Do you like blue cheese? No
2. Have you ever smoked? Yes, but it's been quite a while.
3. Do you own a gun? No, thank you.
4. What is your favorite flavor? Is chocolate too cliché?
5. Do you get nervous before Doctor visits? No
6. What do you think of hot dogs? Love 'em!  Especially coneys.
7. Favorite Movie? Hmmmm... We'll just go with Shawshank Redemption.  Or South Park.
8. What do you prefer to drink in the morning? Mountain Dew Kickstart - wish I could afford it every morning.
9. Do you do push ups? Sure.
10. What’s your favorite piece of jewelry? My baseball ring.
11. Favorite hobby? Reading, I suppose.
12. Do you have A.D.D.? Not that I know of.
13. What’s the one thing you dislike about yourself? Sometimes I wish I was more extroverted.
14. What is your middle name? Which one?
15. Name three thoughts at this moment… About 45 minutes left in the workday.  I need to call about the broken window.  What should I have for dinner?
16. Name 3 drinks you regularly drink? Coffee, Powerade, water
17. Current worry? My broken window
18. Current annoyance right now? The fact that the glass place I called hasn't called back
19. Favorite place to be? Kauffman Stadium
20. How do you ring in the new year? I'm usually asleep
21. Where would you like to go? Cooperstown, to see the Baseball Hall of Fame
22. Name three people who will complete this? Meh.
23. Do you own slippers? No.
24. What color shirt are you wearing right now? Blue
25. Do you like sleeping on satin sheets? I've never slept on satin sheets, but I'm sure the answer would be yes.
26. Can you whistle? Yes
27. What are your favorite colors? Blue, emerald green, black
28. Would you be a pirate? Naw, not my thing
29. What songs do you sing in the shower? I don't sing in the shower
30. Favorite girls name? Hell, I don't know
31. Favorite boys name? Ditto.
32. What’s in your pocket right now? Wallet and cell phone
33. Last thing that made you laugh? A slide show of tweets about cats
34. Best toy as a child? Probably my baseball glove.
35. Worst injury you ever had? 2nd degree burn on my leg as a kid
36. Where would you love to live? Somewhere where it doesn't get too cold or too hot
37. How many TVs do you have? Two.
38. Who is your loudest friend? Um... there's a tie, really
39. How many dogs do you have? No dogs....yet.
40. Does someone trust you? I hope so.
41. What book are you reading at the moment? There are a handful.  Re-reading the first Artemis Fowl book.  In the middle of a book about the Black Sox scandal.  Listening to Hot, Flat, and Crowded on audiobook.  And eagerly looking forward to The Cursed Child
42. What’s your favorite candy? Tough one.  I'll go with Take 5.
43. What’s your favorite sports team? The Royals and the Packers
44. Favorite month? I dunno.  Either March or September, I suppose.


Disturbed, "The Sound of Silence"

This cover has become my latest favorite song.


Hello darkness, my old friend
I've come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence

In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone
'Neath the halo of a street lamp
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence

And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more
People talking without speaking
People hearing without listening
People writing songs that voices never share
And no one dared
Disturb the sound of silence

"Fools", said I, "You do not know
Silence like a cancer grows
Hear my words that I might teach you
Take my arms that I might reach you"
But my words, like silent raindrops fell
And echoed
In the wells of silence

And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon god they made
And the sign flashed out its warning
In the words that it was forming
And the sign said, "The words of the prophets are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls"
And whispered in the sounds of silence



Go placidly amid the noise and haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence.
As far as possible without surrender be on good terms with all persons.
Speak your truth quietly and clearly; and listen to others, even the dull and ignorant; they too have their story.
Avoid loud and aggressive persons, they are vexations to the spirit.
If you compare yourself with others, you may become vain and bitter;
for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself.

Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans.
Keep interested in your career, however humble; it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.
Exercise caution in your business affairs; for the world is full of trickery.
But let this not blind you to what virtue there is; many persons strive for high ideals;
and everywhere life is full of heroism.

Be yourself.
Especially, do not feign affection.
Neither be critical about love; for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment it is as perennial as the grass.

Take kindly the counsel of the years, gracefully surrendering the things of youth.
Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune. But do not distress yourself with imaginings.
Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness. Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself.

You are a child of the universe, no less than the trees and the stars;
you have a right to be here.
And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.

Therefore be at peace with God, whatever you conceive Him to be,
and whatever your labors and aspirations, in the noisy confusion of life keep peace with your soul.
With all its sham, drudgery and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world. Be careful. Strive to be happy.

© Max Ehrmann 1927


So I've never made a bucket list -- well, never wrote one down.  I've got some bucket list-type goals for sure, so here's just a basic, off-the-top-of-my-head list of things I'd like to do.

1. visit the Baseball Hall of Fame in Cooperstown, NY
2. outdoor rock climbing
3. bungee jumping
4. visit all 50 states
5. tour Europe
6. run a half marathon
7. run a marathon
8. visit Niagra Falls
9. go scuba diving
10. speak Spanish fluently
11. learn another language besides English and Spanish
12. write a book
13. visit all MLB stadiums
14. learn to surf
15. go snowboarding
16. go to a baseball camp
17. dye my hair a bright, outrageous color
18. hike up and down a mountain

This is just off the top of my head.  I know there's a lot more than I have here.  This is why I don't get why so many people wander aimlessly and listlessly through life.  There's so much to experience!  I want to take advantage of it.