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10:19 am
[Link] | ( Henry V, Act I, Sc 1 )
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12:12 am
[Link] | Grrrr..
Grant me the peace to hold my tongue, and to find the way of peace. Not all issues can be solved by force.
...oh, but I am SO thinking this might be one of them!!!
Roof repair postponed until tomorrow. Ice and wet roof is not a good combination. Tomorrow will be in the upper 40's to low 50's and drier. So, will come home from work and do it then.
Cleftlands trip is probably not going to happen either. They're having their Yule Revel and no fighting, and the people I need to catch up with are not likely to be there. I"d *love* to share the company, though.. still chewing on it.
/sigh.
Still not at peace. Not at all.
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11:06 am
[Link] | Busy week ahead. Of course, it is the last week I have before I start working the stupid shift again, but what can I say?
Yes, I have more from the last post about social interactions and the SCA, but still working on making it.. publically consumable. Turned out I need to talk about Awards themselves before I can launch into the other thing. Long winded? Idealistic? Me? NEVAH!!
So, my week: Monday will be lasertag night with the munchkin. It’s becoming a weekly thing, and with me starting the night shift until after new year, it’s the last opportunity before that. So, want to make sure we get that in. Besides, she loves the heck out of it and so do I. Tuesday is fighter practice in Erie. Expecting to travel with some folks and making it a traveling roadshow. We’ll see who actually takes us up on the idea or not. Wednesday is fighter practice in the Cleftlands. Again, it’s the last opportunity before the holidays to get some face-time with the Prince of the Mid, and talk Pennsic. Along with that, it’s a great practice, too. I may have company for that trip too, but again, we’ll see when it happens. On Thursday, the twenty-ager graduates college. Her dad and his wife should be here, no idea if her mom can make it. Friday I have a followup appointment and it’s the one and only day I have available to maybe go try to shop for Huntress. Saturday, my partner starts his vacation and I have moves to do at work, as well as the last couple of days to pack up the twenty-ager.
Oh, and today I get to get on the roof with the sh*tty weather to slather down a layer of waterproof sealant. Frakkin’ flat roof. But first a trip to Home Depot for sealant and crap. Add “Replace stupid flat roof” to the list of things we need to do to this hovel. Tell me something, what kind of moron puts an addition onto a house and makes a roof with a 5% grade?? Just buy the stupid frames and get regular shingles for cryin’ out loud. Sigh.
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10:46 am
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the Politics of the SCA *windmill alert*
Ok, I blame _subdivisions_ on getting me started on this one, but it's not really her fault. She just made an offhand comment got me thinking and writing. This is yet another windmill that has bugged me for years.
So many times I hear people complain about the "politics" of the SCA. Politics becomes a catch-all phrase to condemn what really is "poor interpersonal relations" in a group of individuals. Usually it's surrounding Orders, or Households, or other clique-ish groups and the perceived interactions between those cliques and the rest of the 'normal' SCA as a whole.
( I have a feeling this is going to go long.. I can already see different branches. So, here goes. )
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08:18 pm
[Link] | Stillerz about to kick off. Ben is 3rd qb. Hines actually said the locker room is about 50/50 on whether they back the QB. His statement "I've lied to doctors and played dinged up.." But Hines, this is different, it's a concussion. "Well, this is it.. this is like a playoff, it's basically a must-win. We don't get these games back. I guarantee you the players don't really think about the future when we're striving to win games."
This bugs me. I can understand the mentality. I fight hurt, I fight with broken parts. The one part I don't mess with is my head. Ok.. I'm not getting millions of dollars a year to fight. My fighting career is longer than a football players and it isn't my livelihood. There are hundreds of guys with talent just waiting for an injury to make an opening. (It's how Ben got his start..)
But.
We're talking about some real data about brains becoming swiss cheese by age 50 after repeated concussions.
I think Ben's soul burns to play, and wants to be on the list. I believe that it's STUPID for him to be suited up. Either the doctors clear him to play or they do not. If he's dressed, he should be #1.
There's a bunch more I want yammer about here, but it'll wait until later. Feel free to fire off comments ...
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01:24 pm
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Because I have some time..
( Gianna's questions. )
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12:56 pm
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Happy Thanksgiving.
It's Thanksgiving day, and I am sitting in my office, waiting for the Europeans to finish their day so I can close out our desk, do some last-minute-we-needed-it-yesterday-and-oh-so-sorry-we-didn't-tell-you-till-now administrivia, and then close out MY day. Then, I can go home to spend the rest of the evening with my Huntress, Munchkin and puppies (and twenty-ager if she's home) before getting up to do it again.
While it is reason to be grumpfhly to be at work on a Holiday, I can take solace in that I *have* a job. I"m not working in muck and slime, I sit at a desk and the only vileness I have to crawl through is the self-important arrogance of people as I try to fix the issues that crop up around them. This time of year, I actually miss working the commission-retail, as it was the ONLY time of year that it seemed to be worthwhile. I made cash hand-over-fist and got to keep most of it because I took the time to know my customers. The high-energy and pressure of direct-sales is incredible. But.. I'm happy for my desk. Even if it DOES have me here today.
I have much to be thankful for, and as trite as it is, my family and friends are the top of the list. My family, both born and chosen, are the best I could ask for. I am proud of my youngling and all she is. There aren't enough words to describe my Huntress.. "Huntress" pretty much sums it up. Unique and special and I'm happy she's my wife. The twenty-ager is unique in her own right and growing fast. All my friends are held close and dear.
Yep, I'm lucky and I know it. And that helps me stay content while shuffling and stumbling and moving along my path. I hope everyone that these words reach has a happy day today and that tomorrow dawns bright and hopeful.
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12:24 am
[Link] | ( Questions from Unique_.. )
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10:25 am
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Melee thoughts
Oh, look, is that a windmill on the horizon?
( Thinking about Melees, weapons mixes, and training. )
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01:32 pm
[Link] | ( Walt Disney World, the recap. Is too much to 'splain. )
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08:27 pm
[Link] | Home. At least physically. Disney was, simply put, another world. I went in '81 with my Aunt and Uncle. Space Mountain had just opened and Epcot was a year away from opening.
This trip with munchkin and Huntress was.... amazing. I have about 3-400 pictures on the phone and I need to pull down the Disney Photopass shots too.
Right now.. I'm wiped. Munchkin and Huntress are beginning their recovery as well, and the puppies are snuggling in, happy that the pack is home.
I'll write all about it later.. but for now... yaaawwwwwnnnnn.
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06:49 pm
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grr.
One of those days. The "crud" that my girls had been fighting started to catch up to me yesterday. Called doc for an appt tonight. Good idea, right? Oh, wait.. my frakkin partner decided to call off tonight, so I"m working day and night shift and NOT visiting doc tonight. *snarl*
Oh, of COURSE over the weekend we had an upgrade so things are a mess. Gee, no wonder the goober had "an issue" that kept him from coming in....
ptooie.
H mpf.. ok, vent over..back to work.
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11:45 am
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On expectations, and arrogance.
( Triggered by the post-game interview of Derek Jeter last night. )
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09:42 am
[Link] | Wow, whuddaweekend. It was good, however.
( busy, so I cut to save your Friendslist. )
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10:40 am
[Link] | Happy Birthday Fintannacoilled!!!
Hope you have a great one!
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08:57 am
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As if I needed another new hobby.
Just have to say it.
Kea is evil. But she is, at least, *my* kind of evil.
Special made out of purpleheart..just for me. An' I love 'em. Yeah, it's a crappy picture, I'll try to get a better one it a bit. At any rate, they should make it much easier not to keeel people in crazy meetings. *grin*
Thanks Kea.
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10:45 am
[Link] | On the surface, it sounds innocuous enough.
But, then I have to ask "why?" Why is it so important to have this Interwubz that it is a "right?" Why is it a "right" to have the internet but not a right to Drive? In legally mandating that right, does it then follow that those who cannot afford it should be subsidized by the government? What about equipment? Should that be subsidized too?
Yes, it's not the US. But.. that kind of thinking is quite prevalent in the US. The "right" to an education without effort. (sorry, Meirwen, you're on the front lines of the accountability battle from THAT thinking). etc.. etc. Education is a right. But the responsibility is that you put the effort into it. ..etc..etc.. etc.. I could go on, but I won't.
I believe in as level a playing field as possible, but the reality is the playing field is NOT level and never will be. We have an obligation to be as fair as we can, but we also need to teach our kids (and ourselves) to understand that fair is an IDEAL and to work and struggle accordingly.
I dunno if access to the interwubs is a right. I *really* don't like mandating a for-profit business to suddenly have to make their product available for everyone. Now, if the Internet providers in Finland are government agencies, well, that's a horse of a different color. Are they?
..Just thinking.
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09:17 am
[Link] | This morning is a good morning. I woke up to snuggling love and puppies. Granted, the alarm starts far too early in the morning, especially after the workout of last night, but it was still good. After the shower and the morning obligations, I woke my love, made sure the Munchkin was ready for school and got my kiss, and headed out to work.
The sky was overcast and painted red from the sun coming over the horizon. The air bit sharp this morning with the first real chill of the coming autumn. As I woke up the Mistress, I was reminded of a scent that just permeates the fall for me. Apples. Apples and wood. I remember growing up and spending every autumn going to an apple orchard to pick bushel after bushel of apples to bring home. It wasn't something I always *wanted* to do. Teenage boys usually have more important things to do than hang with family up a tree yanking apples; but I'm very glad I now have those memories.
My Mistress was purring and waiting, and here I was, just standing there with her vibration under my hand, staring off at the sky thinking about those apples. The smell of the woodsmoke from the stove at the shack, mingled with that sharp smell of fruit just a touch past ripeness. My gram was waiting when we'd get home with the boxes, and then would set right in. For a week after the house was permeated with the smell of cooking apples. Apple pie, apple sauce, apple cobbler. We had pork and apples, baked apples.. and most of this bounty would be frozen away for savoring later in the winter.
This morning, as my Mistress and I rode through the crisp bite of the cold, fall air; I found myself caught up in those memories and smiling. I am going to have to try finding an orchard nearby that we can visit with munchkin.
Happy Wednesday!
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11:12 am
[Link] |
something I am often asked.
( Why fight Crown? )
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10:42 am
[Link] | ( good day/evening yesterday. )
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