Big Difference

Compare and contrast

John Adams, late 18th century: When writing about politics and the “best” form of government, he referenced Classical literature and the thoughts of many intelligent philosophers.

Intellectual,” early 21th century: Is not able to “refute” arguments and opposing positions (or any position really) without referencing “Star Wars,” “Game of Thrones,” “Harry Potter,” “Lord of the Rings,” or “House of Cards.”

Bored At Work Diaries – Thanksgiving Week

21 November 2016
15:31

For the moment, I’m trying to kill some time before I can leave and go home. While my day went by surprisingly fast, the last hour or so always seems to drag out to infinity. Fiddling about trying to look busy is always a chore, and it’s grating to do day-in and day-out. I shouldn’t complain since my job is relatively easy and straightforward, even if it is repetitive and monotonous.

Speaking of doing nothing, I pretty much did nothing at all over the entire weekend. I just vegged out watching speedruns of FFXIII, Shining Force, and Shining Force II. Coupled with the sudden drop in temperatures over the weekend, it probably was better that I didn’t feel the desire to “head out” and do something. I even ordered a pizza on Saturday and had it delivered, even though I usually go pick it up. Pure laziness on my part. I need a break it seems.

Due to the short workweek, it’s like a ghost town. I haven’t looked, but I’m guessing that the parking lot is less than half full. If I had the extra time, I probably would’ve taken the entire week off. However, that would be a little out of character for me. I usually try to save a few vacation days for “just in case” times. As it stands, I have 2 days left for the rest of the year, which budgets the Monday after Thanksgiving and the 3 days after Christmas.

It’s not like I’m going anywhere special, just my parent’s house in Buffalo. While I might call it “home” it doesn’t feel like “home” since after I moved out in 2006. Having said that, going there allows me to “recharge” a bit, when there isn’t some “run everywhere, see everyone” thing going on. That part is draining. Of course the 5 hour drive is a little daunting too.

Looks like there won’t be any snowstorms hitting my route up to WNY this Thursday, so that’s good. As a precaution I’ll still throw my sleeping bag in my trunk.

On a different note: I hit 100 subscribers over on YouTube, so that’s cool.

22 November 2016
14:34

I feel like absolute trash today. Groggy, slow, and a lack of focus. I’m wishing that today will go by quicker so I can go home and crash. I’ll probably even skip today’s run too. It would be much simpler if I just got actually sick instead of this “almost, not quite” nonsense.

It seems that the weather report to the north of Columbus is good for Thanksgiving Day, so I shall be driving up for the weekend. I think there’s only going to be some rain forecast, which I’ll have to deal with while driving through.

Speaking of cars, this morning it was around 28°F and I had to scrape a decent amount of frost off of all my windows. I miss having a garage. Hopefully there won’t be any ice storms this coming winter, since I don’t want a repeat of 2009 when I had to break a layer of ice (from sleet) off my car door to open it. That day was a bitch to drive, if I remember correctly. Goddamn Columbus and their non-existent budget and laughable toy trucks for snow removal!

This right here is me eating up time again. I even had tea a short while ago to give me both a caffeine perk up and some warmth. Now I need to go over to the canteen and rinse out my mug. I’ll get to it in a little bit.

At least these little “diaries” aren’t a part of the 1000 words challenge I was doing. Between when I was doing the challenge in August and now, I’ve done even less.

Things seem to be slowing to a crawl, yet the days go by quickly. Like I mentioned yesterday, my weekend flew by, even with doing practically nothing. I think I’m looking forward to the “break” this coming weekend.

I’m still tired though.

Get On Gab

With the recent Twitter bans of Pax Dickinson and Ricky Vaughn, it is extremely important that you “get in line” for Gab.

Gab is the free speech platform that Twitter falsely claims to be. It even has things that Twitter lacks, like editing posts and an increased number of characters (>140).

Head on over to Gab.ai and “get in line” ASAP!

(It’ll take a week or two for the “invite” to show up in your email, so be patient)

Don’t let yourself be silenced by the Thought Police over on Twitter!

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1000 Words Challenge Recap – 26 August 2016

26 August 2016
Friday

14:44. Surprisingly, today went by quickly. I actually had work to do for most of the day, and actually got through a lot. That made what I expected to be a normal, slowly dragging Friday into one where I looked up in surprise at the time that passed. Too bad all the days aren’t like this.

It was pretty damn hot out again, with the humidity being up there too. It was so hot that I took my after-lunch walk inside the building on the long path between the buildings. I did about 4 laps and then headed back up to my desk for the afternoon. I’m glad I didn’t walk outside today, since I probably would’ve had to “cool off” for a long time due to the heat.

It looks like this weekend is going to be more of the same, weather-wise. Hot and sunny, good pool weather depending on the strength of the sun. It’s no use to go down to the pool, roast in the sun, and be uncomfortable. I already have a decent tan that I worked on in late May and early June, so it’s not like I need to be any darker than I already am. And believe me, there is a startling difference in tone between my arms and what my swimsuit covers! The tan should start to fade once the weather starts getting colder, but I’ll permanently have that glaring tone shift below my waist and mid-thigh up. Ah, the wonders of having Mediterranean skin!

I do have a massage later this evening, so I’m debating on whether to go for a swim or not after work. I’m leaning towards going because it’ll give me a chance to cool off for the evening and maybe get some reading done in the process. Normally, Friday evening is a gym/workout day, but since I don’t want to go into the massage with more soreness than I already have, I skip it. Which is fine anyways, my body can use a rest for another day.

What was strange was that I scheduled out three weeks for my next massage instead of two. I must’ve not been paying attention when the girl made my next appointment, she misheard me and thought I said “two weeks,” or the guy I see wasn’t available that day. To be honest, I don’t remember at all. I come out of a massage half-asleep and partially sore anyways, so I’m kind of out of it when I schedule my next appointment. I think I usually say less than twenty words when scheduling, mostly monosyllables.

Tonight’s massage is going to be a bitch to get through, due to the three week gap and because I tweaked a muscle two weeks ago while doing concentration curls. Ideally, a massage is all relaxation and gently getting rid of tension and knots in your muscles. In reality, and because I get deep tissue massages, it’s an ordeal to get through. An ordeal that you know will be better for you after you complete it, so you endure the pain of having the knotted muscles worked out. Every time I get home from one of these, I take a shower and go right to bed. A few days later, things feel great again, so it’s worth the discomfort and the money.

Recording for my YouTube channel this weekend doesn’t seem that bad. Since I’ll be gone next weekend, I have to record ahead for the week of 5-9 September. The only thing left to do is the six episodes of the Factorio “Build The Wall!” series, so roughly two hours of my time to record. While the episodes themselves only take about 20 or so minutes apiece to record, the upload time to YouTube measures into the 1 hour plus territory. Due to the large amount of “stuff” on the screen at the time, a simple 20 minute episode can be greater than 1 GB in size. Uploading said file, when the best upload speed my current internet gets is 2.0 Mbps, takes anywhere from 1 hour to 2 hours to do. Now multiply that number by 3, you can look at a maximum upload time of 4-6 hours. I probably should look into getting an upgrade to my internet speed, but this really only occurs when I record Factorio. EUIV, HOI4, CK2, Victoria 2, Plague Inc; all of these I don’t have to worry about. I usually upload episodes in the background right when I finish recording them, so as I finish the next episode the previous one is processing. This system has suited me well so far.

19:23. I went for a swim after work. The water was refreshing and the sun strong but not unbearable. I did a few lengths underwater for a slight cardio workout and then floated for a bit. Since there wasn’t anything to look at up in the sky, I rolled over and went to the steps by the zero entry to sit and think.

I pondered about my life and how Fortune’s wheel could’ve spun differently. Wondering about all the times where her wheel spun against me. Bad luck. Mala fortuna. Malocchio. St. Michael protect me!

I feel stuck, and while outwardly mobile, trapped. Hemmed in with a job that offers little to no chance for growth or advancement. Hobbled by the lack of jobs in my field, or ones I could possibly get if I had the experience required. Ph.D. required! A glutted market of job-seekers competing for positions that 20 years ago would say “B.S. in Chemistry required”! It doesn’t help that even the scores of jobs I see that are “entry-level”, I get a flat rejection letter from those. Or, as what happened at a company’s job fair I went to a year ago, they told me specifically, “you’re overqualified for this position.” No shit! I can’t get my foot in the door to gain experience when every job I’ve see requires you to have experience in the first place!

That massage is starting to look really good right about now.

1000 Words Challenge Recap – 25 August 2016

25 August 2016
Thursday

I should’ve started this sooner while I was at work. Dumb move on my part. For the moment I’m going to try to get through this because I probably need to do my podcast also. I’m not in the mood to do the podcast though, not much to talk about this week. Well, I do have things to talk about, it’s just that the motivation isn’t there. Maybe I’ll suspend doing them until something occurs that jolts me into doing an episode? I don’t know. It is a lot of work.

Honestly, I’m not in the mood to do this at all. I started to type right when I got home, but after getting a few words down, I changed into my swimsuit and went down to the pool. Even the water wasn’t that refreshing, despite it being humid out and the water being cool. I’ve been running in a funk for the entire day, due to the lack of sleep I had last night.

Now I did promise to myself that I would try to get to be earlier than I have in the past few days, which I kept. The problem was because of a storm that blew through Columbus last night, waking me up around 1:00.

Since my bedroom’s window faces south, and the storm was also to the south, the flashes of lightning and thunder crashes jolted me out of sleep. It was that bad. The pouring rain, the thunder, and the lightning all counteracted the melatonin I took a few hours ago to fall asleep. I saw the hardwired smoke detector flicker, and actually got up to go into the kitchen to see if the clocks on the stove and microwave reset. They both read 0:00. My done with charging phone had no alerts, so I went to the bathroom and took a piss and got back into bed.

I tossed and turned for a while, trying to ignore the storm sounds and block out the bright flashes of light from the lightning. Eventually, I grabbed the other pillow on my bed and hugged it close to me to block out the light from the window. I fell asleep again after the storm passed by.

With that bit of “niceness” from Mother Nature, I was groggy when my alarm went off this morning. I don’t even remember hitting it the first time at 5:51, or the second time at 6:00. 6:09 was the next time I actually could consciously read the clock with recognition. I hit the snooze button once more and then dragged myself out of bed to take a shower, shave, and get dressed.

I even left late for work this morning, having to stop at a Tim Horton’s to get coffee. Luckily I sliced getting to the drive-thru just right; there wasn’t that many cars in line. I got my coffee and drove to work for my usual day of mind-numbing tedium. The day went fast, but at the same time slow, as usual. I started stuff. I finished stuff. I checked Twitter. My normal workday routine.

Crap, I just tabbed out to Chrome yet again while writing this. I really don’t want to be here all night trying to get to 1000 words, but it looks like tonight might be the night that I fail the challenge. I am really not in the mood to do this. My brain fells like mush and I really want to go do anything but this. Though I would like to finish it somehow. Ploughing through seems to be the solution, but then I come back to the same question I always ask myself when writing these: “What is God’s name should I write about?”

This does feel like a chore. No monetary incentives for this. No nothing. Just me staring daily in my monitor either here at home or at work, typing gibberish to fill out my word count for the day. Words that probably won’t be read by others for another month or so, depending on the frequency that I post these to my blog. I haven’t decided on what that’s going to be like. At the moment, I have 19 documents (including this one) ready to go. Editing and redacting them for publishing shouldn’t take too long. I think I’ll end the challenge next Thursday, the 1st of September. Since I’m going to be gone for the weekend, I intentionally “break the chain.”

Now I told myself that I would try to get 30 days’ worth of these things, but since I started a few days later in the month than I wanted, that won’t happen. Getting through them have been both an enjoyable and a tedious experience at the same time. Knowing that I can write 1000 words in the course of an hour or so is a good piece of knowledge to have for the future. And if I decide to write something more significant, I can do 1000 word chunks every day and at the end of a month I’ll have a good part of a book done. Now I just need a topic to write about.

It’s after 20:00 now and I’m really pushing to get this finished up and done. If I was a “cutting corners” kind of guy, I’d be using a ton of extra words and being overly verbose to drag up the wordcount. That seems cheaty. And while I have been, at times descriptive, I try to do so because I’m describing something in detail, not to bump my numbers. Maybe tomorrow will bring me a better and easier time at writing something.

I’d write about how stuff is going with Redhead, but there isn’t anything to talk about with that. Yeah, I think she’s cute and want to get to know her better, but she herself is still in a place of getting over her ex (which is actually for something legitimate, so hold your disapproval for something else), so that’s not exactly a priority in her mind. I’m not holding my breath that she’ll change her mind, so at the present time I’ll just be friendly in a non-orbiter way. I’ll say “hi.” I’ll chat with her, etc. Normal human interaction.