A Pause in the Blog
The past week or so have been extremely busy for me. Work is heating up, many client projects and tasks requiring enormous amounts of my time. Detail work, contact and communications, a great deal of writing, e-mailing, distribution of data, much of which can be quite time-consuming.
And then there is the THINKING! Often my work requires me to come up with a conceptual product.
Believe Your Eyes!
Yes, Dean actually will have something nice to say about Dubyuh on this day.
I write this on the eve of Valentines Day and the opening day of Baseball 2001 Spring Training. That said, you can imagine that I am in a good mood.
I love Valentines Day! A day of romance, celebrating love, relationships, caring...what could be nicer?!?!
Contact via Virus
Funny about these insidious through-the-e-mail virus attacks.
I received the Snow White virus about six or eight weeks ago. It came from a woman with whom I've had a scant few business dealings. Realizing immediately that it was the product of one of those "send to the address book" worms, I dashed off a note to her. The gist of it: to let her know the virus was being spread courtesy of her address book, and to offer her the suggestion that she inoculate, and let her address book recipients know what happened.
That woman never bothered to reply.
Small Items of Magnitude
Recently I noticed this little portable radio I've got. A few years back my son gave it to me. He knew I'd like it (I love radios - big, small, old, new, the one part of my radio past which remains in the continuum: my love of the radios themselves), and he took a secret, sardonic pleasure in giving me something given to him by someone who is not exactly my biggest fan.
In Search Of Words
A recent search for an appropriate
birthday card was fruitless. The funny ones were totally off the mark.
The mushy ones were the kind I'd never fathom sending, even to an enemy
(who, of course, sends a birthday card to their enemy, you might ask).
The deep, gushy, meaningful ones (which are just a tad different from
the mushy ones) were all off the mark. Those mushy ones and the
supposedly "deep" ones generally rub me the wrong way.
The Shadow Of Phil
Being as it is February 3rd, we must all reflect on what Phil saw yesterday. The groundhog of note saw his shadow.
The Snake Welcomes The Groundhog
February 2, 2001: Groundhog Day The midpoint between the winter solstice and the spring equinox.
The Mind Wanders and Wonders
Issues of perspective, time, growth, and aging have been on my mind. Much of the time, of late, I find myself pondering these purely ethereal and abstract concepts. Perspective over time is often tantamount to maturity of one's worldview, or possibly, simply the aging of the person and their soul, their copula, their very being.
Perspective is a curious measure or analysis, as it ages with the individual. "From my perspective," one will say, when describing their position, be it personal, moral, physical, or of rank or order.
Time is the big issue.