When I see someone walking the streets of the United States with a gun on their hip or slinging an AK while wearing a bulletproof vest, I do not think of freedom or patriotism. I think sad thoughts for the coward who is so fearful that they cannot function in our society without a weapon and I wish them the freedom I feel from day to day knowing I do not need a gun. I do not view these citizens as protectors as their display distracts our law enforcement from their duties. Instead, I see adult children playing a dangerous game of soldiers. Your arrogance does not make me more confident. It makes me apprehensive as I have to watch for your temper, your clumsiness, your accidental discharge as you are not a good guy with a gun but a wild card and hazard to our free society. Leave your gun at home.
Month: January 2020
Of Grasshoppers
Student: I cannot do this.
Master: Will you do it anyway?
Walking the dog at night
Dog paces then stops and stares at me.
I respond by grabbing my phone to text one of the children requesting they walk the dog.
As I type, I tell the anxious dog, “Hang on. I’m getting you an Uber pooper.”
Of Grasshoppers
Student: What do you do when you are too tired to continue working?
Master: How hungry are you?
Catalina Trashed My Development Environment
And then made it work so much better than before! In troubleshooting, I applied updates and corrected problems with my previous development environment with lessons learned. While this was a nuisance, my machine is in better shape for it.
Seed catalog arrived!
Very exciting! What shall I grow?
First Sunday 2020
Vacation ends with my todo list more full than it began. This is a binary year…it will either be astoundingly amazing or godawful. I do not see a middle ground. I would kill for a few hundred thousand in the bank and a year off from work. I really want a reboot to regroup and assess what I want to do with the next decade. A month-long meditation retreat would be amazing.
I am simultaneously excited about 2020 and terrified. I have big plans and have documented the anticipated year in a spreadsheet. Let’s hope the plan works.
Welcome 2020
I awoke this morning spooning the dog who turned her head and gave me a sloppy French kiss. I don’t even want to wager a guess as to the omen this is for 2020.
Yesterday, I spent the day trying to plan the year. I made it partially into January. I’ve had a nice relaxing break. 2019 was a great year! Still felt like I was on George Jetson’s treadmill all year. Cue comic moment when movers discard the 2019 treadmill, slide in the 2020 treadmill, and place me and my coffee atop it.
