I look forward to time off, time off from life, the universe and everything. I am tired, and have been. I don’t really know why though, it’s not like I do a heck of a lot…but it seems like if it’s not one thing, it’s another, and I just want to not worry about it for a couple of days, to just sit here and listen to music.
Archive for August, 2007
I need a vacation
Sunday, August 12th, 2007Ya know what really bugs me?
Wednesday, August 8th, 2007
Crazy Eights
Wednesday, August 8th, 2007I got my first full time job on August, 8th, 1988. That’s 8/8/88 for those into numbers. I’ve been pretty much full time ever since with the exception of two years off to waste away my life, and two winters off on unemployment.
I really do not think man was meant to work for 40 hours a week, or at least not 5 days a week, and most certainly not 6 or 7 days a week. I’d personally feel better if I could work a 40 hour week, but at 4 ten hour days, rather then 5 at 8. This would allow me three days off to actually have a life.
I guess it does not really matter now though, as I do love my current job. I simply adore Perrin, and I enjoy being here when my lovely Cyndi gets home. I simply could not ask for a more magickal existence then I live every day.
Though I do look back into my past and feel I have wasted away many years of my life, especially those few years that I was still considered a child. In 1988 when I got that first job I was 15, and that is far too young to start working 30-40 hours a week. I think if I could have started over, I’d have cut my hours in half so that I could have enjoyed many more weekends…
But life is good, and I think I turned out OK.
Happy Anniversary Work!
Breakfast of Champions
Tuesday, August 7th, 2007In many ways the best part of camping is the food….food that otherwise would seem sub-par with any other meal one would eat. But there is just something special about waking up with the sun, getting a fire going (with wet wood) and then making meal on that fire. A level of accomplishment that just can not be obtained from cooking on a stove, and certainly incomparable to that of getting a meal at the local diner.
We ate a variety of things, but the only one we seem to have any images of are the Pancakes…
Of course the best thing about breakfast (after the food) is the conversation we all have. Talking about how horribly we slept, or about all the fun we had yesterday, or even about the grand adventures we will have today. The only thing we don’t really talk about is what’s happening in the world we left behind for 5 days.
And then of course there is the coffee… yes, even camping one must have the nectar of life. There is something about “cowboy coffee” that is just a delicacy and it should be savored on those rare instances when you are up in the mountains far far away from your good and trusted friend Mr. Coffee. My little blue pot filled with creek water serves me well….
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SUCKER!
Monday, August 6th, 2007
Friday Cyndi went to the Rain Forest Cafe and brought back some nifty gifts for the kids. Each got a cup and a sucker. Perrin got the blue one and really enjoyed it as you’ll likely be able to see by the image above.
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