Procrastination Used To Be My Problem

Now with a small child being exposed to countless germs and such in daycare I just can't seem to find enough time to get things done.  Picked Evie up, looks like pink eye, and there go all of my plans... such is life.

Bad Average?

So today we went to Carmax.  We test drove several cars.  Sara's car is probably not gonna last much longer so we need to find a replacement.  We have a less than stellar track record with our automobile purchases from private owners and then it hits me... we bought a car last year and the year before.  In the last 2 years we have purchased 2 cars and now, in the 3rd year, we will be buying another car.  Did I mention I hate buying cars?

Civic Duty... Again

Here I sit, once again, in a courthouse waiting to see if I will be selected for jury duty.  This is the 3rd time in the last decade that I have had to answer a jury summons.  Doesn't that seem a little excessive.  I sat on a jury in Chicago, sat through a selection panel in Baltimore less than 2 years ago, and now I'm sitting here for a 2nd day of selection here in Annapolis.

It's my day off and I would rather be out and about enjoying the day.

Poor Neglected Blog

I apologize to you, my blog.  I have been negligent.  I have not had the time, made the time, or even looked for the time to update your cyber-pages.  It's not like I haven't had things to share either.

Family members visited from afar.  Sara and I had another anniversary.  I started a post about our family trip to Minnesota entitled 'Land of 10,000 Frozen Lakes' but never posted it.  Button turned 2 years old earlier this month and I didn't post about it. Christmas has come & gone and I've remained silent.  What's the deal?

Well, the easy answer is lack of a reliable internet connection.  Ever since we became smart phone users we have not paid to have home internet.  It's so incredibly easy to be able check your email whenever you want, google recipes on the john, or IMDB actors while watching television.  Unfortunately, my phone doesn't work well with this blog and I have been unable to post from the palm of my hand.  Also, my old laptop did not turn on the last time I took it to the library with the intention of updating you, my blog.  But these are just excuses.

I don't know, blog, maybe I've outgrown you. Maybe we've drifted apart.  The thrill may indeed be gone.  I used to think I was soooo clever with my sarcastic, yet thought-provoking witticisms.   I used to be so sure of my writing and I would never have questioned the use of a word like witticism, but now I'm not sure I've properly used that word.  Also, let's face it, some posts aren't worth reading.  The brash young blogger with thoughts and ideas overflowing from within has apparently been replaced by the tired, working dad who falls asleep after reading only a few pages, and can't seem to find the time or focus to work on his writing at all.  The only reason I am able to update you now, blog, is because I am at the mechanic having the Taurus inspected, and am taking advantage of their free WiFi while I wait for them to fail my inspection.

Not the most inspired post,I know, but I felt as if I should try to explain.  The New Year is fast approaching and maybe 2014 will be a better year for us.  Hopefully I will find time to, not only, update you but also to get back to my writings.  (I feel as if my punctuation & grammar might be suffering from texting daily.)   So in closing, it's not you, blog, it's me.   

He Saved Everyone of Us

I got this from the library a week or so ago.  I am enjoying the comicstrips.

Since Last We Talked

There have been many many changes, indeed! 

For instance, we are no longer living in the same apartment.  (You probably already knew that since you know me, or I assume you know me since you're reading my blog and only acquaintances seem to read it.)  At the beginning of October we were suddenly given 30 days notice by our landlords of over 6 years.  They decided to try and sell the building and needed us out so they could renovate.  That sucked!  We lived in that apartment for several years, and out of nowhere we were forced to find a new place to live and move in under a month!  We did it, however, and are now residing in a 2 bedroom apartment in a complex in Glen Burnie.  We traded the isolated duplex and the scenic beauty of Epping Forest for a multiple building apartment complex off of RT 97.  This will be temporary.  Of course that's what we said about the last place.

I have a new to me car, a 2006 Ford Taurus, that I bought from an acquaintance and it promptly broke down and left me stranded on the side of 695 2 weeks after getting it.  The Blue Demon is dead and the Raffleloff is continuing our streak of problematic automobiles - in all fairness the Blue Demon was a pretty reliable car until I ran it into another car.  

 It's to the point where people are actually laughing at my luck or saying things like, "Wow, I feel  like you've taken a few fastballs to the gut lately", or "It's almost like a cosmic joke."  To illustrate their point of view I'll list a few other bad luck occurrences: I had an infected cyst on my shoulder, had to have that drained twice -  the 2nd time because there were actually 2 cysts side by side -  and this past week, while moving my derelict motorcycle from the old apartment to Adam's garage, I severely bruised my calf muscle and had to limp around for several days in pretty significant discomfort.  Yes, I got into a motorcycle accident with a bike that doesn't even run.  A coworker just started laughing when he saw my limp, and said, "What now?"

So new car... new apartment.  Guess those are the 2 biggest changes in our life right now.  Pretty significant things though, and they happened right on top of each other.  Plus the cysts, and the leg.. some sunshine has to shine through eventually. 
 

'Twas I Who Slay The Demon!

Or would it be slain?  Have I slayed the demon?  Regardless, the Blue Demon is dead!  Our KIA Rio has been declared a total loss after my car accident several weeks ago.  I didn't think it was that bad but apparently once they got the hood off the damage was more extensive than they originally thought.  It would have ended up costing too much money to fix the damage, and the car wasn't worth a whole lot of money to begin with.  So now we are suddenly in the market for a car... again.

Seven and a Half Days Later

I am now over 1 week removed from one of the must exhilarating, frustrating, and overwhelming experiences I've had in a very long time. I am speaking of the 24 Hour Project at Colonial Players of Annapolis. The object is to cast, rehearse and mount a fully staged theatrical production within 24 hours.

Sound impossible?

Well, I guess that depends on many, many factors. What's the show? Who's in it? How big is the cast, the seeet, the theatricality... everything? Who's directing? Can the cast handle the pressure?

Well, the show was called "While The Lights Were Out" and it was a murder mystery farce in 3 acts. Sound difficult? Let's factor in the large cast size, 15 members, the British dialects, and the fact that almost all of the cast members are onstage for the vast majority of the show.

Very nearly impossible.

By the time lights came up on our ambitious project we had yet to make it through a run of the show without major incident. Lines were not memorized. Some cast members seemed to have no idea what came next or what actually were major plot points. The stumble through rehearsals were taking over 3 1/2 hours, and a few cast members, including myself, were about to lose their shit!

Keep in mind, this is the 1st time I have been onstage in over a year. My current work schedule, family commitment, and lack of time make rehearsing and, then, performing impossible. The catch though was this would only require a 24 hour commitment. How bad could it be?

It was bad! 

Well, maybe not from the audience's stand point.  They really seemed to enjoy themselves.  They all were in on the gimmick, and seemed marvel at the fact that we were able to do so much in so little time.  In actuality, we were 15 cast members all onstage hoping someone else knew what the hell they were doing!  Lines were dropped.  Pages of dialogue were skipped over, and major plot points revisited so that the audience would understand what was going on.  It was stressful! 

Every actor, performer has a dream in which they are thrust onstage only to realize, in a panic, that they aren't prepared.  Maybe they never went to a rehearsal.  Maybe they're going on for the lead.  Maybe they just can't remember a single line of dialogue.  What ever the situation is in their dream it is stressful, and terrifying.  That dreamer may wake up in a pool of sweat screaming, "Line!  Line?  What's my friggin' line?"  Before they realize it was only a dream.  This past weekend, however, it was NOT a dream!  It was my reality, and I am so grateful to have made it through without alienating anayone involved, screaming at those same people or crapping my pants onstage.  I am not sure I will be auditioning next time around.

5 More Things

The Summer rolls on and here are a few more things that are making me happy right now.  (This does not exclude all of the smiles, hugs, and kisses from family and/or any laughs or giggles I have had recently due to conversations in my life.)

1.   New Kicks -  The other night I went to kick off my shoes and the sole ripped off of the bottom.  Hmmm, maybe I've been wearing these shoes too much.  I'm on my feet all day at work and I need some comfortable footwear.  Enter my new clearance rack New Balance.  New shoes can be so nice.  Of course, they've already been put through the ringer.

2.  Beach Fun with Button - Sara and I have been trying to take Evie Sue down to the neighborhood beach more often.  Our neighborhood has great access to the Severn River and neither one of us uses the beach as much as we used to.  So we've been suiting up with the daughter and taking her down to play in the sand, and with a little coaxing we get her into the water, which she universally calls "Lulu".  (If it's wet, and cold she calls it "Lulu".  For drinking or splashing - it's "Lulu".  It's "Lulu" when she thirsty.  It's "Lulu" when she is nervous about the tiny little waves.  It's "Lulu" when we are dragging her from the beach and she mournfully calls after the river; wanting more time to splash and frolic.) 

3.  Jawbreakers & Podcasts - In an effort to keep my commute interesting - Good Luck - I have been listening to a wide range of podcasts.  Thanks to my BeyondPod App on my smartphone I have listened to financial podcasts, scientific podcasts, pop culture podcasts, and even free literary podcasts.  It's helped lessen the monotony.  I also bought a clearance jar of Jawbreakers to help with the drive.  (This post was partially sponsored by clearance racks everywhere.)

4.  Fantasy Football - The NFL season is almost upon us and that means I have to get my Fantasy Football game on.  It's been several years now since I've been playing the fantasy leagues with varying success, and I have had fun with the little distraction.  I am able to separate fantasy from reality, for the most part, and enjoy the strategy, statistics, and smack talk.  I live for the smack talk!  Wish me and my 3 teams good luck this season.  That's right, I have 3 teams. 

 5.  Young Justice -   A coworker of mine loaned me a few dvds of animation series based on  DC Universe superheroes and their sidekicks.  It's a fun, guilty pleasure for a old comic book geek such as myself.  Also, this cartoon did something I never thought possible; it made Aqua-lad cool!

Cupping his hands and shouting to the heavens he cries,

"Hey Ma, Happy Birthday!  We all miss you!  This crazy little child of mine would make you laugh everyday!  Wish you were here!"  He lowers his hands, listens to the responding silence for a few moments, and then shakes his head.  Finally he adds, "Love you!" 
Under his breath he whispers, "Just in case."