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State of My Union

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I couldn’t help but co-opt the title for today’s entry from the main feature in the American press: President Obama’s first State of the Union address.  This morning as I was in the dentist’s chair, MSNBC turned on in the background, I couldn’t help but notice an odd similarity of mine to President Obama.  Not that I’m in any way comparable to a man of his caliber and accomplishments, but in a small way, I noticed that we share one similarity: seems that nothing either of us do can appease any of our critics.  He’s taken the fall for the bank bailouts, whether a wise move or not, when it was actually President Bush and Congress who approved it.  His efforts on health care were sabotaged, and even though everyone in the country wanted something done to improve the current system, no one will give him credit for getting something done.  Likewise the economy hasn’t recovered as quickly or as fully as we all would have liked; ask anyone and it is single-handedly all his fault.  Every bemoans the Stimulus Plan as having had no effect.  I can personally say that without it, I wouldn’t have been in that dentist’s chair this morning.  It also got me an additional $25 a week in unemployment benefits back when I was still on the dole.  Sadly, that little bit extra did make a difference.  I could go on with additional examples, but the few I’ve cited suffice.  I suppose unless you’ve achieved something just short of herculean or heroic, people will only go on about your short-comings or missteps.  So, how is the state of my union?  Keep reading . . .

View From the Top

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Last night I paused for a moment at work and snapped a few pictures with my iPhone of the midtown Manhattan skyline.  This is the view outside one of the rooms I was working out of.  Amazing.  And beautiful in a way only modern cities can be.  I have a similar sense of awe anytime I land in Chicago—seeing all the lights spread out in grids for miles.  I recall being humbled and awed when visiting the Sears Tower at night one time.  Every pair of lights moving around the city carried at least one person scurrying to another destination.  So too here.  Many, though certainly not all, of the lights peppering this picture illuminated someone burning the midnight oil.  And it was nearly midnight when I took this.  Just at midnight when I left.  I definitely got in thirteen hours yesterday.  I suspect there will be more nights like this in the days to come. Keep reading . . .


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Manna from heaven.  Yesterday the clouds parted and down fell some wonderful news.  In threes I might add.  A trifecta of vindication!  Let me explain. Keep reading . . .

The Rat Race

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Something hit me tonight.  I woke late this afternoon.  I went out last night for a few drinks.  I stayed in my neighborhood though and hit up a few neighborhood bars.  I had maybe three beers and two rum & cokes.  Nothing excessive for a Friday night out, but with the drugs from the medical experiment in my system, I think the drinks have a harder impact, especially the next day.  Or perhaps I’m just getting older, eh?  At any rate, I spent much of the day in bed, just being lazy.  The cable guy was supposed to stop by to pick up the box and remote control today.  He never showed.  So by around 5pm I decided I’d get up, head to the gym, and take care of some grooming matters.  It’s been awhile since I got my hair cut. Keep reading . . .

You’re Gonna Die

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On the train to work today, I had music on my iPhone on shuffle when a great song (if you can call it that), “You’re Gonna Die” by William Shatner, came on.  The song is hilarious, catchy, and actually quite aurally diverse with many subtle background shout-outs, odd sounds, and other noises.  But what brings the biggest smile to my face is the song’s overall message.  Guess what?  You’re going to die. Bet you forgot, eh?   Not something we think about very often.  But it’s the only sure thing in life.  Everything ends.

Sometimes, it seems, we do forget.  We get so wound up in our own lives—in our debt and our dramas, our aches and pains, our joys and pleasures.  The slightest affront sets us off.  The lost job has us in tears.  The wedding plans have us in knots.  The grades have us doubting our career path.  Why?  As the saying goes, you can’t take it with you.  And if we live once, it certainly does not make sense spending the bulk of it in worry or despair. Keep reading . . .

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December 17, 2009 at 23:46

Blogging From the Bathtub

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Yes.  I am blogging from the bathtub.  With a bit of ingenuity, I can post via my iPhone.  The last time I had to do this, in Miracles of Modern Technology, my internet service had been suspended.  This time it’s nothing so frustrating. In fact, pay came through today, allowing me to pay my cell phone bill, which restored my service.  Without that, I might have had another day without a post.  Or not.  In New York City there are still some places where you can buy internet access.  Keep reading . . .

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November 27, 2009 at 23:24

Venom and Vitriol

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. . . Or a response to the Mikes of the world.

Earlier today I received my first negative comment.  Given the nature of the internet, and particularly with the ability to anonymously comment, I figured when I started this blog that it would come with the territory.  I suppose I foresaw such comments in Getting There From Here, but to be honest I was quite taken aback by the viciousness of the comment.  It physically jarred me for a few hours, partly, I think, because the comment was not given in a supportive or encouraging tone but merely in a vicious rant.  So much so that I’m devoting this entry to his comment, especially since, as of writing this entry, at least four people have rated his comment positively. Keep reading . . .