clickity clack, tappity tap…

Current Mood:anticipating
Current Music:sounds of Trinity Ave

I lie against the headboard, front room of my young life’s house.
Sunshine pours in from the east, I try to soak it up knowing that the clouds and the winter greytone will soon dominate.

Sunny and bright – possibly a theme I shall embrace.

Things have gone well with my trek to the east. As I had hoped, I gave my mom a wonderful surprise on Christmas day – though making her cry isn’t exactly what I like to do.

Slightly more impressive for that day was the crafty way I was punk’d by my nephew, whom I had asked to pick me up secretly and allow me to be a surprise to the Upstaters. Nope – a stop on the Thruway for breakfast (he’s such a convincingly pathetic college kid…) turned into one of the few time I’ve ever been speechless. Touche, sir Justin, Touche!

The food’s been fantastic, and it’s challenging to my ‘two bite’ undercurrent philosophy I’m trying to develop. I certainly have come to a challenging location to try that plan out!

The weather’s not too bad, and as the sun blinds me as I type, I won’t complain.

Gina gave the photo’s a once over and expressed certain goodnesses about OurHobbitHouse that makes me feel good. Boo’s brief encounter with a potential wire transfer issue certainly gave the whole transaction some excitement and flavor… no more for me, thanks, I’m full!

Sunday night out of Burbank was pleasantly easy and the folks at the jetBlue counter some of the most helpful in the world. Don’t like leaving Boo, though – that sucks…
My ‘Bright Idea’ about using pharma help to get through travel kinda backfired – apparently a half tab is what I needed to take -the full tab just made me nauseous at 35K feet, though I guess I did lose an hour or two in flight. Seriously, not fun at all.
JFK saw a funky pretzel and hummus collection for a snack, and the delay to get into the air due to someone actually getting on the wrong plane was kinda weird – the lady and her two kids were from out of country, and seemed quite travel weary as they joined the other 30 of us – and the flight to Syracuse was fast and nice; I do love me a window seat, daylight and no clouds, and fairly awake – took lots of pics from 20K feet too!!!!

Justin punks me, I punk mom, dinner is served at Shari’s. I get to share some photos of Boo and I’s wedding, and that seems to make Mom happy.

Tuesday – um… wow the days are blending together!!! Shari was off to work, um, I’m not exactly sure what I did in the daytime – visited with mom, I’m sure. I do believe that MnM swung through, picked up Justin and I and the 4 of us enjoyed Cafe del Buono before hitting the cinemas for the experience that IS Eragon!! Oh, we enjoyed a cup of coffee before the movie.

Wednesday – lunched with Mom, David, MnMnZ, Brenda – Michell’es mom, and had a brief visit with the Matt as he was off to get work done.

Thursday – good day sunshine, and we wait – truly with no power to do anything, I wait to celebrate changes of the year.

And there you go, an update to the life and times of a wandering soul. Check back with me after 1pm or so, Eastern. I might even be happier.

:+s+:

dona nobis pacem

Random notes …

12Dec05 – Monday – 2:10 am –
What can one man do?

Hmmm… what was I pondering, I wonder.

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1:10 pm Wed 13 Dec 06 –
The most pristine Pontiac 1000 EVER!!! parked at SMC

s.

Getting things done…

Current Mood: contemplative
Current Music:over there theme song

… our mission in life, right?

So, I’m chilling at the nerve-center of HLHZ, and with what few moments of free time, I’m transcribing dates of importance into my new 2007 planner/calendar. I’m also checking out online references to Levenger’s Circa planner, and found an interesting blog from someone who tried to switch from mostly digital (hifi, he calls it) time management through a hybrid digital/analog into all ‘analog’, ‘cept of course the email thing.

Somewhat interesting read, and leads me to ponder journaling about my attempts to be ‘organized’. This time of year is always filled with the excitement of a fresh, blank planner, and all the organization it might encompass. Sadly, many many years of planners later, I’m not entirely optimistic about how much I’ll follow through.

Which kinda leads to the whole ‘GTD’ mentality that places like 43folders and backpack and circa and diyplanner and ‘mindsweep’ (WTF?) offer. Getting things done. I recognize that sometimes I just don’t want to do anything – too much CSI:Miami last night, not enough going through boxes of stuff and throwing it out. Put up the last cabinet in the kitchen? or use it as a convenient place to leave the Tivo remote? Laundry and folding, but not putting clothes away. Ditto on the dishes. I do pet canela and play with blue as much as I can, though.

In my calendar, I’m jotting down the monthlies – birthdays, anniversaries – and I’m jotting down names of people I haven’t seen/talked with in years – why? Am I gonna actually send a card on their birthday next year? If so, where the hell am I gonna send it?

Should I, similarly to the heaving of a stack of magazines that I was gonna read ‘someday’ pitch and heave the data/intel of someone’s birthday, someone I knew? It doesn’t hurt – does it? – to keep the intel jotted down; unless it’s the mental toll.

Getting things done.
What needs to get done? Enjoying life – should be in the top 5. Loving my wife – definitely # 1! Watching the sunset – top 10, right? Taking care of loved ones – top 5.

It goes on and on… perhaps if I were driven by my ‘list of things’ – I’d see things differently. I’ve never really been that driven – I check my syllabus (silly bus?) and realize I have final projects due. Not surprised, but definitely not at the top of my list of things to do. Is being as flexible as I am a good thing? Or does it lead to accomplishments that stretch out into the future – I’ll get a degree some year; go back to Germany soon; visit home ‘more often’ …

Yet there’s signs that at least life continues bumping along – oh, look, a house purchase. Weeeee!!!!! Perhaps it’s not a great way to get through life, but the ‘let’s all go to Disneyland’ model is at least lighthearted.

um, an hour later.
Ok, this GTD stuff sounds creepy – like a cult.
But, it’s about having a process to get things done. Hmmmm … connection? or coincidence?

Finished cross checking my PalmDesktop to my planner – seems cool. Now to make a list or two, just in case I’m gonna do anything!

:+s+:

dona nobis pacem

For Andy…

Current Mood:thinking back…
Current Music:Greatful Dead – Ripple…

a friend of the devil.

“let there be songs to fill the air…”

Sorry to have lost your friendship… you and Charlotte took good care of me for many years, and for that I’m indebted. Thankfully, youthful wisened indiscretions have left me with a better understanding of what I had.

Cheers, thanks for helping me make magic.

:+s+:

dona nobis pacem

late night movies…

Current Mood:shocked

1988 – Prince of Pennsylvania – Keneau Reeves has second billing to Fred Ward; the BoDean’s ‘aren’t this what dreams are made of’ wraps a bike riding away, final scene. too cool.

Bless those TiVo gods…

:+s+:

dona nobis pacem

Late and chilly…

Current Mood:alive
Current Music:sounds of slumber

Boo speaks of chipping frosty ice off the Jettamino the other morn, when she left Carries…
we have the bed turned to “H”, keeps us warm… my bike ride this morning was brisk – even though I was wearing two layers – forgot the wind blocking outer layer – doh!

Blue is ‘hotdogged’ between boo and I. Boo’s bundled up and under the covers. Trying to fight a bug that’s around.

I spent the night running errands – doggie stuff, people stuff, mail, odds and ends.

I like it when I’m awake, the house is quiet, the pups have settled and I ponder the good fortune that’s put me here.
Boo stirs as I gently touch her back; she turns, but smiles when I say ‘sorry’ – that’s when I know things are good. I’m often all grumpy and curmudgeonly in the evenings after boo’s home from the office – ‘hey, a little help here, please’ as I get ready to walk the canela again… but it’s these times, in the quiet moments of our lives, when it’s all just right, just perfect and it’s what makes my heart so happy, so filled with love. What a corny statement, but it’s true. I think of these times when I worry, these are the things I’ll fight to the death for. These are the priceless objects of my affection, and I’m thankful to be so rich.

Boo is quite peaceful when she slumbers – no worry wrinkles on her forehead; canela snores, and blue is fine, until she’s off to play with friends – chasing nancy until they’re both too tired to bounce anymore – or until I poke Blue cause she’s hurting me with her feet!!

There’s a whole world of change coming down the pike at Boo and I. I’ll have a whole new position to be in, and our lives will change for the better. I rolled in from hitting our post office box and I took a drive around Silverlake. It dawned on me that there it is, a lake in our fair metropolitan mecca, and it’s got a fence around it. We’re headed off to a place that I’m pretty sure has a number of lakes nearby, and I’m not expecting any fences.

We’re finally hitting the ‘joys of closing’ – we wait on an email with our POA – as the sellers get our inspection/repair request, and it’s a rush to close while people enjoy the holidays. I told Boo it wouldn’t be easy, and until now we’ve really lucked out – and by lucked out I mean we have the best friends in the world!! Thank goodness I’ve got some time to spend chasing the things we need. I just hope it all happens smoothly.

I’ve seen Casino Royale – fabulous, even though I was in the very front row of a fairly big AMC theater; also saw Deja Vu, came home and watched The Constant Gardner on TiVo.

I’m trying to play ‘page designer’ for Jeremy’s SoCal Sports Journal – he professes love for what I’ve created, but I feel like the fraud that I am – I’m hitting it with a stick over and over – granted, I’ve got years of magazine reading under my belt, but design? Ugh… he’s impressed, so I guess as long as the client sees the magic, it’s all good. But really, I’ll need to pursue that next on my schooling cycle.

wondering if the 2 o’clock wow will strike, but my day has been hectic – up til 6, nap til 9, hit school, do some work about the abode, then nap ’til boo’s home, then more stuff… and now she’s blissfully dreaming happy dreams, and I’m blogging.

Oh – The Show with Ze Frank ROCKS!!!!!!!!!!!

Trying to work on Flickr – see if it could be the photo location of my dreams – Ping recommends it and I believe MickeyMatt sent me a link there too. (nope – he sent a picasa link – oh the competing services that we all should be enjoying!!!) Was noticing that lots of friends links from ttocsland don’t work – doh!!! always a joy to find something that’s broke.

Ok. think I’ll end this ramble since it’s killing me to type like this –
may the spirit of the holidays make you all feel good.

:+s+:

dona nobis pacem

Jim asks …

Current Mood:worried
Current Music:Jim Ladd on KLOS … ranting.

“What are you doing about it?”
Valid question.

Nothing. and that answer makes me feel… hollow. old. sad. The easy reply is what can I do?

Hmmmm….

Jim Ladd rocks on KLOS in LA – 95.5 – the rocking Oldies channel – you know, they play Van Halen circa 1984, and you can intimate that there’s a new VH albumn for sale – probably won’t hear the new single, but they keep the echos of the great old days playing loud.

Jim gets a slot – 8p – 1a, to play ‘freeform rock and roll’ – he takes requests. He’s ranting on how King George will be enjoying his cooked goose this holiday season, people’s sons and daughters are stuck in Iraq – how would you feel if it was your son? your brother? your father? he asks (yes – he misses one of the sexes)

Great crisis and great need, a great leader will appear. “America is waking up” – seques into CCR Fortunate Son.

Yeah, he’s cranky. He speaks his mind. I like that. Kinda like Henry… he was on Roger Water’s Radio Kaos – an album that puts tingles up my spine – White wolf? So much information while hiding in a hole? damn… but I”m sure those are of things not related – but still, sometimes it’s spooky…

What am I doing about it… good question.

:+s+:

dona nobis pacem

Our house… in the middle of our street…

Current Mood:excited
Current Music:Nathan Asher – Last Election

TK

Such a happy time // And I remember how we’d play
Simply waste the day away // Then we’d say
Nothing would come between us // Two dreamers

Two dreamers – that could describe Boo and I.

Well, fine Madness peeps, beyond our dreams is about to happen. Somehow we got lucky, and now – in just a few weeks – we should become the proud owners of our very own hobbit house.

Take a look –

We visited friends to help out as we could, and on our last day looked about their neck of the woods, and found a little place that pushed buttons.