I really try to keep my political opinions to myself. Not just by rarely writing about them here but in my daily life. I find that if I keep them to myself, people tend to not offer their own opinions. It has been my experience that most people who ask me about politics almost always have an agenda, usually they want an argument or to start a monologue.
Tonight I think I'm going to break this rule. Once again, the stupid flag desecration amendment failed to pass, although this time it was a heck of a lot closer. Only failing by one vote, I wonder to myself who the hell are these people in the Senate? I get the House, all the loonier ones end up there (on both sides I might add) but the Senate is supposed to be where the more thoughtful politicians end up (emphasis on supposed). Here's the thing, as far as I can tell the flag is just a symbol of this country. When people say they fought for the flag they really mean this nation. I can't imagine that some protester burning the American flag is really going to bring this nation to it's knees. The current administration on the other hand just might (I'll stop right there). When it comes down to it, a flag is just a piece of cloth. Sure it may be loaded with symbolism but it isn't much different than the ragged jeans on the floor of our bedroom.
I realize that this issue is just the tip of the iceberg and if I really wanted to talk about the idiocy of those in power I could pick some more substantive issues. Such as the ongoing war and corresponding reduction of our civil liberties and privacy. Something tells me that this flag thing and all of the other stuff is related. Or at least symbolically. It smacks of more of the same rising nationalistic streak we seemed to be going through as a nation in the last six years or so. Patriotism is one thing but there is such a thing as too much patriotism.
What do I know, I'm just an idiot with a keyboard?
Tuesday, June 27, 2006
Soapbox derby, stupid money
So there are actually quite a bit of things to do here that don't always require money. Case in point, on Sunday Phrank and I headed downtown to check out the soapbox derby. I actually thought the cars might go a bit faster than they did but it was still pretty cool. Perhaps the best part was seeing the kids who had spent the time to make the cars excited to race them. There wasn't that much of a crowd but what was there was fairly enthusiastic.
For some reason money is one of the biggest issues that I let cause me stress. There always seems to be a point when the realization hits that yes I will get paid at the end of the week most of my check is already spoken for. The thing is I've almost always been broke and the few times I wasn't, I wasn't any happier. Knowing that should be enough to keep me from getting down about not having any money but it doesn't always. Like most things, that stressed out feeling seems to pass after a few hours. The concern is still in the back of my head but it doesn't bother me so much.
Having said all that, I'll gladly let one of my wealthy readers buy me a new computer. Oh right, you all are as poor as me. Oh well.
For some reason money is one of the biggest issues that I let cause me stress. There always seems to be a point when the realization hits that yes I will get paid at the end of the week most of my check is already spoken for. The thing is I've almost always been broke and the few times I wasn't, I wasn't any happier. Knowing that should be enough to keep me from getting down about not having any money but it doesn't always. Like most things, that stressed out feeling seems to pass after a few hours. The concern is still in the back of my head but it doesn't bother me so much.
Having said all that, I'll gladly let one of my wealthy readers buy me a new computer. Oh right, you all are as poor as me. Oh well.
Saturday, June 24, 2006
Goddamn Cat.
I was almost asleep when one of the cats decided to step on my head. Unfortunately, when I'm awakened while drifting off I find it pointless lay there trying to doze off again. So now I'm sitting here in my underwear hoping to get tired again. Soon I hope.
Tonight I realized something about this thing with me and Phrank as we were sitting at Denny's (there's a Denny's here!). Sometimes our relationship takes work (all relationships like this do) but for once I like that it does. For the longest time I always wanted the easy way and I didn't want to work for anything worthwhile. Why bother on trying? And the thing about this one, it's always so much us that needs work but myself. Or at least with her and with her help I'm beginning to see things in myself that I've never dealt with or even been aware of. It can be frustrating for her I know and the fact that I still can't always verbalize about them doesn't help.
Last weekend she revealed something to me that I don't know exactly how I would have handled in the past. I guess back then I would have walked away or tried to punish her somehow. I did withdraw some, which is my standard defense mechanism and isn't the healthiest way to deal with stuff. I didn't even realize that I was doing it.
The thing is through all of this, I still consider myself to be pretty damn lucky. I couldn't ask for a better woman. Not only does she treat me better than I could ever let her know (and that's another thing I need work on) but I kind of won in the hot girlfriend lottery.
Tonight I realized something about this thing with me and Phrank as we were sitting at Denny's (there's a Denny's here!). Sometimes our relationship takes work (all relationships like this do) but for once I like that it does. For the longest time I always wanted the easy way and I didn't want to work for anything worthwhile. Why bother on trying? And the thing about this one, it's always so much us that needs work but myself. Or at least with her and with her help I'm beginning to see things in myself that I've never dealt with or even been aware of. It can be frustrating for her I know and the fact that I still can't always verbalize about them doesn't help.
Last weekend she revealed something to me that I don't know exactly how I would have handled in the past. I guess back then I would have walked away or tried to punish her somehow. I did withdraw some, which is my standard defense mechanism and isn't the healthiest way to deal with stuff. I didn't even realize that I was doing it.
The thing is through all of this, I still consider myself to be pretty damn lucky. I couldn't ask for a better woman. Not only does she treat me better than I could ever let her know (and that's another thing I need work on) but I kind of won in the hot girlfriend lottery.
Tuesday, June 20, 2006
Steamboat gets invaded
I've discovered that living with Phrank has cut down on the amount of time I spend online. Which isn't really a bad thing but I do find myself less inclined to pay attention to writing stuff here in this space. Of course my sister would say it's because I don't have anything to complain about anymore. There is a bit of truth to that but I'd like to believe that I didn't complain that much. Admittedly, when I started this I had a job that was pretty crappy (or at least the customers sucked).
After hearing the news about what is in store (and has already started) for the Steamboat area, I can safely say I'm damn glad I'm not there this summer. It seems that Rainbow Family has decided to have their national Rainbow Gathering about forty miles north of Steamboat. Man, I would be one hateful jackass if I were still working at the gas station this summer. I can't imagine how much more insane this is going to be compared to the 4th of July hippiefest they tried for a couple of years with the String Cheese Incident. At least the Rainbows won't be sticking around town that much once they stock up and get chased off for panhandling (as a side note, I've never seen more scorn heaped on panhandlers than I have in Steamboat). But there is still the normal hordes of overweight softball parents and their screaming broods of children. I'm not really missing that part of summer in Steamboat.
Anyway, those of you up there reading this, I feel for you. But at least all I have to deal with is the heat here. Oh and rightwingers.
After hearing the news about what is in store (and has already started) for the Steamboat area, I can safely say I'm damn glad I'm not there this summer. It seems that Rainbow Family has decided to have their national Rainbow Gathering about forty miles north of Steamboat. Man, I would be one hateful jackass if I were still working at the gas station this summer. I can't imagine how much more insane this is going to be compared to the 4th of July hippiefest they tried for a couple of years with the String Cheese Incident. At least the Rainbows won't be sticking around town that much once they stock up and get chased off for panhandling (as a side note, I've never seen more scorn heaped on panhandlers than I have in Steamboat). But there is still the normal hordes of overweight softball parents and their screaming broods of children. I'm not really missing that part of summer in Steamboat.
Anyway, those of you up there reading this, I feel for you. But at least all I have to deal with is the heat here. Oh and rightwingers.
Monday, June 12, 2006
Control
I have no control. This is something I thought I knew along time again. It's always seemed apparent to me that as the world spun around me there was really very little that I had the power to change. Including myself.
I've always had a sense of powerlessness. For quite a few years this powerlessness manifested itself in the guise of me seeking out conspiracy theories and believing them (that's not to say in the back of my head I still think there is a secret group pulling lots of strings). I was engrossed in them and they fed that feeling of no control over anything. By believing that some shadowy group controlled the destiny of the human race I was basically saying that I gave up and let it happen. What was I going to do, fight them somehow? Thankfully, after giving up some things and talking it out, I came out and realized that it really didn't matter and that it was a manifestation of a deeper paranoia. I still have quite a bit of paranoia but I believe it's not as bad as it once was.
What I'm slowly learning (and I mean very slowly) is that the only control I actually do have is over myself. I still don't know how to exert it most of the time. I let my emotions take over and shut down because I don't know how to deal with them. Dealing with my issues is going to take a long time and I don't even know really where to begin. Even though I have a pretty good idea of where they come from, I really don't know how much that is going to help. So far the only thing I know is that I have no control over anyone else but me and I don't have much of that right now.
I've always had a sense of powerlessness. For quite a few years this powerlessness manifested itself in the guise of me seeking out conspiracy theories and believing them (that's not to say in the back of my head I still think there is a secret group pulling lots of strings). I was engrossed in them and they fed that feeling of no control over anything. By believing that some shadowy group controlled the destiny of the human race I was basically saying that I gave up and let it happen. What was I going to do, fight them somehow? Thankfully, after giving up some things and talking it out, I came out and realized that it really didn't matter and that it was a manifestation of a deeper paranoia. I still have quite a bit of paranoia but I believe it's not as bad as it once was.
What I'm slowly learning (and I mean very slowly) is that the only control I actually do have is over myself. I still don't know how to exert it most of the time. I let my emotions take over and shut down because I don't know how to deal with them. Dealing with my issues is going to take a long time and I don't even know really where to begin. Even though I have a pretty good idea of where they come from, I really don't know how much that is going to help. So far the only thing I know is that I have no control over anyone else but me and I don't have much of that right now.
Tuesday, June 06, 2006
Heat
The heat has finally hit. I thought I was prepared for it and I guess I knew it would be hot but it's always a bit of a shock when it finally sets in. This part of the state is still in a serious drought and it shows. As far as native plant life goes most of it is still brown and I doubt if it will get green at all by this point. There is a city wide fire ban and water restrictions are soon to follow.
Someone tried to tell me today that it's not always like this but I doubt if they were really telling the truth. Actually one of the few things I remember about being here that many years ago was the heat. And I was driving that stuffy little truck then as well. I still can't bring myself to use the AC in my car. Based on past experience, it doesn't seem to work that well as it is. Plus, I never drive far enough to warrant using it.
What really gets me about this is I have to get out of bed after laying there for a while because I get hot. This really has nothing to do with the heat outside, we have the AC on at night in the apartment. I'm just too stupid to get rid of the comforter. Tonight it's going away.
After this past weekends purchases I'll be finding myself out in it more often (which is a good thing, as long as there is enough water). Phrank and I bought a fair amount of camping gear and soon will be camping at one of the camping grounds here in town to test it all out. We've been hiking some as well. I've decided I need a new hydration pack. The one I have for the winter is just too small.
Once we get the gear situation settled it'll be good to escape the city and get up into the mountains. As I've said before there is a lot around here I haven't seen yet and I look forward to checking it out with Phrank.
I wonder if my sheets are cool yet?
Someone tried to tell me today that it's not always like this but I doubt if they were really telling the truth. Actually one of the few things I remember about being here that many years ago was the heat. And I was driving that stuffy little truck then as well. I still can't bring myself to use the AC in my car. Based on past experience, it doesn't seem to work that well as it is. Plus, I never drive far enough to warrant using it.
What really gets me about this is I have to get out of bed after laying there for a while because I get hot. This really has nothing to do with the heat outside, we have the AC on at night in the apartment. I'm just too stupid to get rid of the comforter. Tonight it's going away.
After this past weekends purchases I'll be finding myself out in it more often (which is a good thing, as long as there is enough water). Phrank and I bought a fair amount of camping gear and soon will be camping at one of the camping grounds here in town to test it all out. We've been hiking some as well. I've decided I need a new hydration pack. The one I have for the winter is just too small.
Once we get the gear situation settled it'll be good to escape the city and get up into the mountains. As I've said before there is a lot around here I haven't seen yet and I look forward to checking it out with Phrank.
I wonder if my sheets are cool yet?
Tuesday, May 30, 2006
The new view
So it's been a couple of weeks now since I moved down here. I've been neglecting to put anything here. I guess in a way I'm still sorting things out here. As far as work, I've pretty much got a routine down with a quick commute that avoids the interstate. Actually it's a rather scenic commute and one of these days I'm going to get out of my car and take some pictures of it.
My biggest dilemma now is trying to find my own thing to do. Since this whole cohabitation thing is pretty new to me, I'm not used to having give space to someone else. Living with friends and roommates is definitely not the same. A plus is, I did discover a skatepark not too far from work so I can go hit that sometimes after work. And there is always the library.
Trying to find my own thing in a town I just moved to is a bit challenging. I still don't know that many people and those that I do are through Phrank. Most of my interests have been solitary in nature that I can usually do with little more than my computer or a book. Although I did realize earlier tonight that I've done very little in the way of recon for taking photos. Perhaps it's time to start doing some more night photography again.
This is a whole new world to me.
My biggest dilemma now is trying to find my own thing to do. Since this whole cohabitation thing is pretty new to me, I'm not used to having give space to someone else. Living with friends and roommates is definitely not the same. A plus is, I did discover a skatepark not too far from work so I can go hit that sometimes after work. And there is always the library.
Trying to find my own thing in a town I just moved to is a bit challenging. I still don't know that many people and those that I do are through Phrank. Most of my interests have been solitary in nature that I can usually do with little more than my computer or a book. Although I did realize earlier tonight that I've done very little in the way of recon for taking photos. Perhaps it's time to start doing some more night photography again.
This is a whole new world to me.
Tuesday, May 16, 2006
And then I realized I was living in a city
It's been quite a few years since I've had any real commute to work. Probably since the I lived back in Indy almost twelve years ago (I still find it hard to believe that I've been here this long). Today marked the first day of my daily commute and really twenty minutes or so isn't that bad. My guess is that as I get more familiar with the area I may be able to find other ways.
This morning I followed Phrank's advice and avoided the interstate. I was going to take it but then I realized that most of the time she is right and this is probably one of those times. Plus, I actually get to listen to Morning Edition for awhile.
The strange thing is I'm not missing Steamboat as much as I thought I would. Perhaps it's because I only took one day off between jobs. I expected more of a homesick feeling and it didn't show up. I tend to forget that I'm actually adaptable and once I'm finally in a new situation handle it decently. The worst part is always the part leading up to a change. This is not to say that I don't miss the people there, I'm talking more about the town itself.
Being the fourth city in Colorado I've lived in, I can safely say the views in each city are unique. Here the mountains just push up from the ground (I guess Boulder is sort of that way) and start. Our balcony has a pretty decent sunset view and there were some neat colors tonight while I was outside smoking. There is this feel here that I can't quite put into words. It's a city, maybe that's part of it.
This morning I followed Phrank's advice and avoided the interstate. I was going to take it but then I realized that most of the time she is right and this is probably one of those times. Plus, I actually get to listen to Morning Edition for awhile.
The strange thing is I'm not missing Steamboat as much as I thought I would. Perhaps it's because I only took one day off between jobs. I expected more of a homesick feeling and it didn't show up. I tend to forget that I'm actually adaptable and once I'm finally in a new situation handle it decently. The worst part is always the part leading up to a change. This is not to say that I don't miss the people there, I'm talking more about the town itself.
Being the fourth city in Colorado I've lived in, I can safely say the views in each city are unique. Here the mountains just push up from the ground (I guess Boulder is sort of that way) and start. Our balcony has a pretty decent sunset view and there were some neat colors tonight while I was outside smoking. There is this feel here that I can't quite put into words. It's a city, maybe that's part of it.
Saturday, May 13, 2006
A new home
Well, it's official. Other than unpacking my last load out of my car and organizing my things I am here for good. I'm glad. To finally be here is a big relief. Among other things I no longer need to make that drive every weekend, which is good because it was really starting to get to me.
Phrank let me sleep until eight this morning and then she couldn't take it anymore. So I got up and we spent most of the day going to various plant sales for her new business. And then I watched her plant said plants. After that we went to a seventies themed graduation party, in outfits and all. It was fun and she looks pretty hot as a seventies girl, if I may say so.
Leaving work on Friday was harder than I thought it would be. For as much as I bitch and moan about that place it actually was the best place I've worked so far. A large part of that was the fact that the team working there was just so great. My boss baked me two going away cakes last week. Quite possibly the best cake I've ever had. And the girls made an awesome going away gift pack. They even tricked me into taking some of the photos for part of it. That part was a little book with pictures and some inside jokes. There was also Surly Monkey tshirts and a mouse pad. They kick ass. I will miss working there.
It was sad to say goodbye to those that I said goodbye to. I got a bit misty eyed as I headed over Rabbit Ears pass for what will be the last time for a while. I will miss people there but I am excited and happy to start this new chapter of my life with Phrank.
Phrank let me sleep until eight this morning and then she couldn't take it anymore. So I got up and we spent most of the day going to various plant sales for her new business. And then I watched her plant said plants. After that we went to a seventies themed graduation party, in outfits and all. It was fun and she looks pretty hot as a seventies girl, if I may say so.
Leaving work on Friday was harder than I thought it would be. For as much as I bitch and moan about that place it actually was the best place I've worked so far. A large part of that was the fact that the team working there was just so great. My boss baked me two going away cakes last week. Quite possibly the best cake I've ever had. And the girls made an awesome going away gift pack. They even tricked me into taking some of the photos for part of it. That part was a little book with pictures and some inside jokes. There was also Surly Monkey tshirts and a mouse pad. They kick ass. I will miss working there.
It was sad to say goodbye to those that I said goodbye to. I got a bit misty eyed as I headed over Rabbit Ears pass for what will be the last time for a while. I will miss people there but I am excited and happy to start this new chapter of my life with Phrank.
Thursday, May 11, 2006
Last Hurrah
Tonight was my last hurrah in Steamboat. Which consisted of two slices of Mazolla's pizza and two PBRs and a small handful of close friends. Three, not counting the bartender (who quite possible is the greatest bartender ever), to be exact. For me that was the perfect way to go out this time. I really didn't want any kind of big send off, I forfeited that when I moved away six years ago.
Earlier tonight I tried to verbalize to Phrank how weird it was to be saying goodbye. I didn't really have the words for it and I'm still not sure if I do. I don't regret my decision to leave and I'm actually looking quite forward to this new chapter in my life. But there is a fair amount of sadness in saying goodbye. A handful of the people here have been a surrogate family for me for the last decade. They've been here for me during my dark moments as well as my joyous moments. I've learned some things from some of them and subjected all of them to my horrible sense of humor. As much as I'm ready to leave here, there are those that I will miss greatly.
On the other hand there are quite a few things here that I am more than willing to say goodbye to and be done with it. Real Estate agents and developers for instance. I can't stand those people. Not to mention the aging hippie types that thing the last great rock-n-roll album came out in 1975. And that's not even counting the neo-hippies of my own generation who are stuck in an era that they were in diapers when it happened. Stop holding a candle for Gerry and Trey. There is a contingent of people that live here that I'm quite fine with never having to deal with ever again. And I haven't even touched on the substance abusing crowd.
Wow, that took a different direction.
I guess when it comes down to it, I don't really want to say goodbye. I'd much rather give thanks to the people that were here for me in this place. My hope is that they all know that I'm grateful for being there when I needed them and that they will be in my thoughts as I go through life.
Thanks guys.
Earlier tonight I tried to verbalize to Phrank how weird it was to be saying goodbye. I didn't really have the words for it and I'm still not sure if I do. I don't regret my decision to leave and I'm actually looking quite forward to this new chapter in my life. But there is a fair amount of sadness in saying goodbye. A handful of the people here have been a surrogate family for me for the last decade. They've been here for me during my dark moments as well as my joyous moments. I've learned some things from some of them and subjected all of them to my horrible sense of humor. As much as I'm ready to leave here, there are those that I will miss greatly.
On the other hand there are quite a few things here that I am more than willing to say goodbye to and be done with it. Real Estate agents and developers for instance. I can't stand those people. Not to mention the aging hippie types that thing the last great rock-n-roll album came out in 1975. And that's not even counting the neo-hippies of my own generation who are stuck in an era that they were in diapers when it happened. Stop holding a candle for Gerry and Trey. There is a contingent of people that live here that I'm quite fine with never having to deal with ever again. And I haven't even touched on the substance abusing crowd.
Wow, that took a different direction.
I guess when it comes down to it, I don't really want to say goodbye. I'd much rather give thanks to the people that were here for me in this place. My hope is that they all know that I'm grateful for being there when I needed them and that they will be in my thoughts as I go through life.
Thanks guys.
Thursday, May 04, 2006
Finding stuff
Apparently I'm stopping my hiatus here. Tonight I started packing up the last of the big load. I'm hoping that all I'll have left here are my bike, the clothes I need next week and my computer. Of course I'll be finding all kinds of stuff that I forgot but it should all fit.
This slow moving process is a bit annoying, I think I'd rather pack it all up in a van and do it at once but that seems a bit overkill in this instance. Unlike previous moves I haven't really sat around and gone through every little bit of memorabilia I have. Mostly because it was still in the boxes from the last move. There is no flood of memories like there have been in the past. I still have almost every personal letter that has ever been sent to me (including post cards), stuffed into boxes and Priority Mail envelopes. There are a couple boxes of photos that I hope I still have the negatives of said photos. Random toys that people have given me over the years. Hell, I have rocks that I've picked up in various places and I can still remember where most of those rocks came from. There are four Red Hook twelve pack boxes stuffed with several years of National Geographic magazines that I just don't know what to do with.
I never thought I was tied to stuff but I see I am. I've never claimed to be materialistic but I'm always surprised by just how much crap I have everytime I move. The couple of times I did a pretty good job of getting rid of things but this time I haven't even tried. It just accumulates. One of these days I'll have to break out those boxes and go through it.
But even with all of this stuff, I have this suspicion that compared to other thirty-four year-olds out there, I really don't have that much. Two closets worth. Maybe that's not that much.
This slow moving process is a bit annoying, I think I'd rather pack it all up in a van and do it at once but that seems a bit overkill in this instance. Unlike previous moves I haven't really sat around and gone through every little bit of memorabilia I have. Mostly because it was still in the boxes from the last move. There is no flood of memories like there have been in the past. I still have almost every personal letter that has ever been sent to me (including post cards), stuffed into boxes and Priority Mail envelopes. There are a couple boxes of photos that I hope I still have the negatives of said photos. Random toys that people have given me over the years. Hell, I have rocks that I've picked up in various places and I can still remember where most of those rocks came from. There are four Red Hook twelve pack boxes stuffed with several years of National Geographic magazines that I just don't know what to do with.
I never thought I was tied to stuff but I see I am. I've never claimed to be materialistic but I'm always surprised by just how much crap I have everytime I move. The couple of times I did a pretty good job of getting rid of things but this time I haven't even tried. It just accumulates. One of these days I'll have to break out those boxes and go through it.
But even with all of this stuff, I have this suspicion that compared to other thirty-four year-olds out there, I really don't have that much. Two closets worth. Maybe that's not that much.
Wednesday, May 03, 2006
The package
Well it seems I am now the proud father of a rather large, baking soda eating cat. One thing about Phrank is she is a package deal. A package that consists of five cats, two rats, one guinea pig and two fish. Now if you're entertaining images of the crazy cat throwing lady from the Simpson's, stop. It's nothing like that, I haven't been pelted by a cat yet.Anyway, Gunter and I have seemed to picked each other out. Which I'm not really sure what that says about me as he is the dumbest one of the herd of cats. At first I just felt sorry for him because everyone said he was dumb. Which he is. But he is dumb in an endearing way. And he falls down a lot which I have a bad habit of doing as well. Not only that but he lays and sleeps in Playboy Bunnyesque poses.
Truth be told I like the package that comes with Phrank and I think that I've reached an understanding with most of the pets. Considering that I had a near phobia of rats coming into this relationship I think I've done pretty well (but I still hate wild rats). At least there aren't any horses involved (I think one tried to shoot me in a dream).
Tuesday, May 02, 2006
In the mouth of madness
Until this weekend, I don't think I had ever really understood the word catharsis. But now I think I understand what it means and how it works.
Without going into too much detail, Phrank and I had a really big fight over the weekend. We managed to get through it but it is not something I want to go through again. There was a lot of raw emotion and anger on both our parts. It hurt. I haven't felt an emotional pain like that in a long time if ever.
The thing is, now that it is over and we are still standing together, I feel in a way we are almost stronger for having going through it. And I know now that I need her. I still don't have the words to explain exactly why or how I need her but I know I do.
If I were into all of that mystical bullshit, I'd say something like our souls have mingled together. But that's not really what it is. And even if it is, it just sounds way to much like someone carrying a torch for Jerry Garcia.
Coming through all of this, I feel changed. I want to work at this thing Phrank and I have and keep it.
Without going into too much detail, Phrank and I had a really big fight over the weekend. We managed to get through it but it is not something I want to go through again. There was a lot of raw emotion and anger on both our parts. It hurt. I haven't felt an emotional pain like that in a long time if ever.
The thing is, now that it is over and we are still standing together, I feel in a way we are almost stronger for having going through it. And I know now that I need her. I still don't have the words to explain exactly why or how I need her but I know I do.
If I were into all of that mystical bullshit, I'd say something like our souls have mingled together. But that's not really what it is. And even if it is, it just sounds way to much like someone carrying a torch for Jerry Garcia.
Coming through all of this, I feel changed. I want to work at this thing Phrank and I have and keep it.
Friday, April 28, 2006
Old stuff, new stuff, moving stuff
The big stuff is on it's way down. I borrowed the Mayor of Steamboat's car to take my furniture down this weekend. Thankfully, I don't have that much basically a bookshelf and bed.
I discovered a nice surprise on my iPod tonight. A little Eric B. & Rakim, which I haven't heard in a long time. I'm a happy little camper about that.
With all of the hecticness lately, I forgot to mention an album that Paradox dropped on me last month. The Go! Team "Thunder, Lightning, Strike". It's a pretty good record with quite a decent amount of genre mashing. It includes cheerleader like chants, what could be '70s cop show themes and just a touch of indie noise. I'd heard a couple of their singles on XMU (satellite radio) and like what I heard. Unfortunately, they are only playing one show in Colorado and it sold out the day tickets went on sale (opening for Ween). Anyway, it may take a few listens but it is definitely worth it.
I'm slowly getting through my goodbyes as the day that I'm gone gets closer. It seems I may end up missing a few people and not get to say it to them. I'm not so sure if that's a bad thing. Enough people know that I'm leaving and the ones that I really care about know and are ready for it. If I had my druthers I'd just kind of sneak out of town and not really say anything. It's not like I'm going that far away or anything. But Steamboat have a bad habit of not visiting if you move out of the valley. I think they just don't like leaving or something.
I discovered a nice surprise on my iPod tonight. A little Eric B. & Rakim, which I haven't heard in a long time. I'm a happy little camper about that.
With all of the hecticness lately, I forgot to mention an album that Paradox dropped on me last month. The Go! Team "Thunder, Lightning, Strike". It's a pretty good record with quite a decent amount of genre mashing. It includes cheerleader like chants, what could be '70s cop show themes and just a touch of indie noise. I'd heard a couple of their singles on XMU (satellite radio) and like what I heard. Unfortunately, they are only playing one show in Colorado and it sold out the day tickets went on sale (opening for Ween). Anyway, it may take a few listens but it is definitely worth it.
I'm slowly getting through my goodbyes as the day that I'm gone gets closer. It seems I may end up missing a few people and not get to say it to them. I'm not so sure if that's a bad thing. Enough people know that I'm leaving and the ones that I really care about know and are ready for it. If I had my druthers I'd just kind of sneak out of town and not really say anything. It's not like I'm going that far away or anything. But Steamboat have a bad habit of not visiting if you move out of the valley. I think they just don't like leaving or something.
Tuesday, April 25, 2006
The fog coming into the mountains
I can get myself easily confused it seems. For the past week I thought that after this weekend I'd only have two more weeks before I moved for good. Today I realized I still have three more to go. Which is a relief because there is a lot of stuff left to do.
We've been in the new place for a couple of weeks now. Well technically Phrank is there by herself except for weekends. She has done a really good job of making a nice home for us.
Among the things I have left to do is write my resignation letter from Steamboat. After over a decade of living here I think something like that is in order. I still haven't pieced it completely together. Like a lot of things it consists of fragments in my brain. I still haven't decided just what direction I want to take with it. I think I'll probably end up with a bit of a balance.
There are things about this place that make it easy to leave. At this point other than a handful of friends, there isn't that much I'll miss about it. It's not like I own a home here (or could ever afford to). Sure it's a beautiful place but there are lots of beautiful places in this world. I think one of the things I will not miss is the attitude that somehow Steamboat has a monopoly on beauty. The truth is that in ten years or so this town is just going to be like every other cookie cutter town in the US.
On the other hand, I'm sure I will miss it but like everything else it will fade. And knowing me, rather quickly.
Now I have a whole different part of the state to explore.
We've been in the new place for a couple of weeks now. Well technically Phrank is there by herself except for weekends. She has done a really good job of making a nice home for us.
Among the things I have left to do is write my resignation letter from Steamboat. After over a decade of living here I think something like that is in order. I still haven't pieced it completely together. Like a lot of things it consists of fragments in my brain. I still haven't decided just what direction I want to take with it. I think I'll probably end up with a bit of a balance.
There are things about this place that make it easy to leave. At this point other than a handful of friends, there isn't that much I'll miss about it. It's not like I own a home here (or could ever afford to). Sure it's a beautiful place but there are lots of beautiful places in this world. I think one of the things I will not miss is the attitude that somehow Steamboat has a monopoly on beauty. The truth is that in ten years or so this town is just going to be like every other cookie cutter town in the US.
On the other hand, I'm sure I will miss it but like everything else it will fade. And knowing me, rather quickly.
Now I have a whole different part of the state to explore.
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