Insomnia and I are not good friends. We don't have much of a relationship at all and I am grateful for that.
Most nights I am snoring before my head ever hits the pillow but there is the odd exception and today is one of those times.
I lay down, closed my eyes and prepared to enjoy some amazing dreams but shut eye refused to come so I decided not to fight it. Didn't want to count sheep when I could come put down a few words and update a blog or two.
I figured that if sleep wasn't forthcoming it had to be tied into the thoughts that are rattling around inside the giant cavern between my ears. Figured that it might help to put these thoughts down and see if that didn't take some of the edge off of it all.
And so I am here thinking hard about what I am doing, where I am living and asking myself if I made the right decision to come back. Wondering how things got to be as they are and asking myself if I ever expected any of this to happen.
The answer is I never did and yet here I am.
So I sit here and wonder what that means and how will things unfold. It is kind of strange but very exciting.
Reflections
This is one of those posts that might be better suited for TheJackB but I am placing it here because I feel like this one is being neglected a bit.
Here is where it all started and sometimes you have to spend a bit of time showing some respect for your elders.
Been an interesting few weeks and I find myself in an odd position where it seems like all I do is argue and or disagree with virtually everyone around me,
I am not shy or afraid to express my feelings nor do I have any problem standing alone. I am comfortable being the man who swims against the stream yet I have learned to stop what I am doing and consider if my actions are helping or hurting me.
Because if it is you against the world you need to figure out if you are arguing that the earth is round while the others say flat. If that is the case than you can keep doing what you are doing, keep going on and feel confident that your position is the right one to have.
But if you find that things are reversed you need to take a hard look and ask if your position is principled and or for lack of a better term, noble.
Because if you are the one who claims the earth is flat than maybe you are also the ass and what is the upside in insisting on fighting with everyone when you are defending idiocy.
More reading:
Here is where it all started and sometimes you have to spend a bit of time showing some respect for your elders.
Been an interesting few weeks and I find myself in an odd position where it seems like all I do is argue and or disagree with virtually everyone around me,
I am not shy or afraid to express my feelings nor do I have any problem standing alone. I am comfortable being the man who swims against the stream yet I have learned to stop what I am doing and consider if my actions are helping or hurting me.
Because if it is you against the world you need to figure out if you are arguing that the earth is round while the others say flat. If that is the case than you can keep doing what you are doing, keep going on and feel confident that your position is the right one to have.
But if you find that things are reversed you need to take a hard look and ask if your position is principled and or for lack of a better term, noble.
Because if you are the one who claims the earth is flat than maybe you are also the ass and what is the upside in insisting on fighting with everyone when you are defending idiocy.
More reading:
The Changes Come Fast and Furious
I stumbled onto a post called The Wiggles Don't Play Here Anymore and thought about all of the changes of the past few years. Will probably write a post about it in more detail at TheJackB.
It was a bittersweet read and if I had more free time I would write about it all now but alas I don't so all you get is a 3 minute shot of free thinking Jack.
Been writing like a fiend lately and all it has done is reminded me of how much time I really want and my dream of being able to do nothing but work on my writing. It makes me smile to think about that day and how I'll focus on storytelling.
And it makes me smile to think about how there have been moments where I had more time yet just couldn't spend it all at the computer.
Life is nothing but interesting, especially when you think about how sometimes it takes losing what you had to understand just why you miss it so much.
And now for those of you who want more reading material:
It was a bittersweet read and if I had more free time I would write about it all now but alas I don't so all you get is a 3 minute shot of free thinking Jack.
Been writing like a fiend lately and all it has done is reminded me of how much time I really want and my dream of being able to do nothing but work on my writing. It makes me smile to think about that day and how I'll focus on storytelling.
And it makes me smile to think about how there have been moments where I had more time yet just couldn't spend it all at the computer.
Life is nothing but interesting, especially when you think about how sometimes it takes losing what you had to understand just why you miss it so much.
And now for those of you who want more reading material:
Five Minutes
Got about five minutes to clear my head and catch my breath. Five minutes to try to figure out why I can't make the square piece fit inside the circle. Blame it on the four state traveling circus I just completed.
Old man is foggy headed and feeling a bit slower than normal, but I'll power through it because that is just how it has to be. Crazy to think that a couple days ago I was living in a very different world than I am now.
But I figure this is just one of those transitional moments people go through.
And now onto the blogs that pay me for writing.
Old man is foggy headed and feeling a bit slower than normal, but I'll power through it because that is just how it has to be. Crazy to think that a couple days ago I was living in a very different world than I am now.
But I figure this is just one of those transitional moments people go through.
And now onto the blogs that pay me for writing.
Is It Time To Declare War on Finland?
The headline above is tied into the quote below from Animal House and the picture that follows:
Yeah, the scraper is back and going through some of my oldest posts, many of which really aren't all that good. It is 2004 material and I was just finding my online voice.
Hell, this blog you are reading now still lives for primarily sentimental reasons. My best stuff is usually found elsewhere, unless it happens to be older in which case it might be here and there.
So today I'm going to link the the About page from the other blog and share a bunch of links over there and think about how I intend to respond to the Finnish fishing expedition.
A Father Describes Parenting
A Father’s Burden
How Sister’s Helped to Train A Father of “Daddy’s Girl”
Inside the Blogger’s Studio- A Dream, Er Nightmare
The GermoPhobe
What I Dream About
I am In Love
Becoming a Dad
Dad’s Most Important Job
A Decade of Dad
Grandpa
Donuts
Why Your Post Sucks and Everyone Hates Your Blog
A Letter To My Children- Things That Matter
A Letter To My Children-2011
Dad Balances Fear Versus Reality
Q&A With Daddy Blogger JackB
Save The Last Dance For Me- 75 Years of Marriage
An Uncertain Certainty
Four Generations & A Wedding
The Best Thing My Father Ever Said To Me
1 Foolproof Way To Become a Better Writer
The Story Of A House- The Final Days
He Died A Hero
Twenty-Five Links That Will Make You A Better Writer/Blogger
Of Dads and Daughters
Bluto: What the fuck happened to the Delta I used to know? Where's the spirit? Where's the guts, huh? This could be the greatest night of our lives, but you're gonna let it be the worst. "Ooh, we're afraid to go with you Bluto, we might get in trouble." Well just kiss my ass from now on! Not me! I'm not gonna take this. Wormer, he's a dead man! Marmalard, dead! Niedermeyer...
Otter: Dead! Bluto's right. Psychotic... but absolutely right. We gotta take these bastards. Now we could do it with conventional weapons, but that could take years and cost millions of lives. No, I think we have to go all out. I think that this situation absolutely requires a really futile and stupid gesture be done on somebody's part!
Bluto: We're just the guys to do it.
D-Day: [stands up] Yeah, I agree. Let's go get 'em.
Boon: Let's do it.
Bluto: [shouting] "Let's do it"!
[all of the Deltas stand up and run out with Bluto]
Hell, this blog you are reading now still lives for primarily sentimental reasons. My best stuff is usually found elsewhere, unless it happens to be older in which case it might be here and there.
So today I'm going to link the the About page from the other blog and share a bunch of links over there and think about how I intend to respond to the Finnish fishing expedition.
A Father Describes Parenting
A Father’s Burden
How Sister’s Helped to Train A Father of “Daddy’s Girl”
Inside the Blogger’s Studio- A Dream, Er Nightmare
The GermoPhobe
What I Dream About
I am In Love
Becoming a Dad
Dad’s Most Important Job
A Decade of Dad
Grandpa
Donuts
Why Your Post Sucks and Everyone Hates Your Blog
A Letter To My Children- Things That Matter
A Letter To My Children-2011
Dad Balances Fear Versus Reality
Q&A With Daddy Blogger JackB
Save The Last Dance For Me- 75 Years of Marriage
An Uncertain Certainty
Four Generations & A Wedding
The Best Thing My Father Ever Said To Me
1 Foolproof Way To Become a Better Writer
The Story Of A House- The Final Days
He Died A Hero
Twenty-Five Links That Will Make You A Better Writer/Blogger
Of Dads and Daughters
No One Listens Anymore
Sometimes it feels very much like no one is listening online because they are too busy promoting their posts, tweets, pins and FB status updates.
Maybe am guilty of this too. Maybe I am another person who is too busy talking about my life to listen or talk about yours,
But I am not the first person to notice there are fewer conversations going on around here and who knows what the real reason is or if it matters.
Did I tell you about my latest posts:
Maybe am guilty of this too. Maybe I am another person who is too busy talking about my life to listen or talk about yours,
But I am not the first person to notice there are fewer conversations going on around here and who knows what the real reason is or if it matters.
Did I tell you about my latest posts:
You Are Banned From The Blog
During the past 1,093 years of my blogging career I have encountered all sorts of people. Most have been great and have added to the experience.
However it hasn't always worked that way. People are people and you aren't going to get along with everyone. Some of the folks that have hung out got nasty and I told them in no uncertain terms to get lost.
The blog is my cyberhome and if you behave in a fashion that I don't like I will throw your ass out. So there have been people I asked to leave, people who for one reason or another had to go. Most of the time the parting of ways was simple and uncomplicated.
Sometimes it required more and I banned their IP. Most of the time that ended things but every now and then I would see something that made me wonder if they were stalking the blog using another IP address.
Always made me wonder what they were hoping to do, what they wanted to accomplish. Did they want attention? Were they asking for me to acknowledge them and did they understand that if I did it would be hostile?
And I couldn't help but wonder why would they try to spend time in a place where they weren't welcome or wanted.
Sometimes I think about closing up shop or turning this joint into a password protected venue. Of course it is possible that it is just a bot scraping the pages, but I wonder...
However it hasn't always worked that way. People are people and you aren't going to get along with everyone. Some of the folks that have hung out got nasty and I told them in no uncertain terms to get lost.
The blog is my cyberhome and if you behave in a fashion that I don't like I will throw your ass out. So there have been people I asked to leave, people who for one reason or another had to go. Most of the time the parting of ways was simple and uncomplicated.
Sometimes it required more and I banned their IP. Most of the time that ended things but every now and then I would see something that made me wonder if they were stalking the blog using another IP address.
Always made me wonder what they were hoping to do, what they wanted to accomplish. Did they want attention? Were they asking for me to acknowledge them and did they understand that if I did it would be hostile?
And I couldn't help but wonder why would they try to spend time in a place where they weren't welcome or wanted.
Sometimes I think about closing up shop or turning this joint into a password protected venue. Of course it is possible that it is just a bot scraping the pages, but I wonder...
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