Despite what all of the blogging self-helpers say I wirte because it’s cathartic. Perhaps I should wirte for my audience more. Maybe not. Its a narcasistic balance. I tend to write about the things that I am interested in, and that I think others would be too. Mostly because I’m lazy I suppose, its easier to create a post then it is to mass email. It also has the benefit of being more esthetic as well. In order to give my rantings better focus I’ve decided to write about money, technology, the environment, sustainability, and social norms. I came up with the tag line for a blog I kept for a few days, “Recession blogging for those with a like mind in frugal and sustainable living.” It sounds like I was trying too hard to describe something. Maybe I was. Here’s hoping I won’t do that anymore.
I got out of the military a few winters back. Since then I have been a volunteer firefighter and a full time student. Recently I left one of those ideal jobs in aerospace that everyone talks about getting when they get out. I turned down $60,000 a year in southern California, and traded in my cubicle lifestyle and stock options to actively pursue what I want to do in life. The novelty of office etiquette and climbing the corporate adder grows old very quickly. I found that cubicle dwellers rarely made eye contact or held conversations beyond the weather or sports. I’ve realized that I am some what addicted to fast pace work environments, and making critical decisions in a timely manner. I have started the best career in the world. I am essentially a social engineer. I look forward to going to work every day and every one I work with does the same.
one kid in school. one toddler at home. fuel efficient non-domestic family car. business trips. a garage. benefits. war stories. stock options. pta. early evening grocery runs. receding hairline. expired membership to the ymca. public radio. podcasts. nightly news. still hate the way anchors talk to meteorologists. mutual funds. living will and testament. understanding insurance. pulling over to the right for lights and sirens. temporarily subsided half ass wine brewing in the garage and beer on the fridge. not so witty office banter. constantly looking for something to watch to fill the hole that has been left by battle star galactica, enterprise, tng, mst3k, and quantum leap. biting my nails less and less. more than three pairs of shoes left on the landing. saving money on utilities using gas over electric. coffee. tea. well sometimes tea, it costs too much for the good stuff at the rate i drink it. free magazine subscriptions. three library cards. three piles of books. google. rss feeds. macintosh updates. i still miss icq. flower pots converted to dynamic junk drawers. a relationship with my mechanics. the mailman. and even sam at the corner store though i rarely see any of them. all of my friends have become acquaintances if that. living on an island in the Puget Sound that encompasses everything I have ever loved in life, and settling for nothing less.