Things have been getting hectic at work. Plus I’ve got a large pile of projects lying around needing to get done. I just haven’t had the time to work on the blog like I’d like to.
In the mean time here’s the ear worm, I’ll get to why here in a second.
So I did exactly what I am well known for doing when I finally open my mouth. You see I’m normally the quite guy in the back of the room. I rarely speak unless it really strikes me and I’ve spent a decent amount of time on the subject.
Things recently went about like this:
Now I wasn’t nearly as abrupt as Alice, but I didn’t dance around the subject either. Needless to say this little dance has left me emotionally drained. Nothing quite says fuck you like the email I had waiting for me this morning. This won’t stop me from telling it like it is, instead I’ll just do what my dad did after people continue to ignore his advice after asking for it, stop giving it even when they ask.
Soil – Like it is.
*No I will not be going into details of what exactly this was in reference to, or where it happened or who was involved. Just don’t be surprised if I don’t blog for a bit. I’m just tired of sitting in front of my computer all day long. Seriously it’s been damn near wake up to bed time lately. I want some me time.
I got an email from my mom about a friend, our parents also happen to be friends, I went to high school with who is currently living in New York. I was thinking most of my friends made it through this without much of a problem, evidently not so.
Would you please let everyone know that Heather is okay. She lost everything last night to the 12 foot storm surge but is safe. They stayed in their house and had to sit out the storm on the second floor. The fires in the Breezy Point neighborhood were just across the road and luckily didn’t get to her side of the street. Things are still burning but they have it under control. There isn’t any way to contact her as they are trying to conserve their phone power since there won’t be any electricity for several days.
I’m glad she’s OK and while she may have lost possessions, she at least came out alive and didn’t have to deal with fire compounding her issues. I don’t know how prepared she was to deal with the aftermath, hopefully this overall is just a bump in the road.
Notice how the bags fade off into the distance, yeah, there’s long row of them. We stopped for breakfast and hit the road. I must say Oregon is the most boring of the bunch, doubly so since they have a 55 MPH speed limit where 85 would actually make considerably more sense. How dully is it? I think I found a location where they could have staged the moon landings.
Yeah there’s a bit of stubble up close, but here’s another picture so you know I’m not kidding.
How’s that for lively scenery! We stopped for gas twice and got into Reno about 2000 last night. Chatted for a bit before we all decided we wanted to go comatose from traveling. Later today we get a guided tour of Cabela’s. So far only a few of us have showed up, more should be arriving today.