Sometimes I feel like my brain is full, and not full with, like, funny jokes or philosophical arguments or classy shit, but just junk and thought processes half thought through and plans made but never begun and basically all that stuff we usually assign to losers like myself. You know, the people who never succeed in life. Apparently I am one of those people.
Usually I sit down and I've got a pretty clear idea of what I'm going to write and where I'll be going to take it and maybe (if I'm lucky) how I'll end up. Then I begin writing and begin how I wanted and veer off in a completely different direction. It's not perfect, but it's how I work. It gets the job done, I feel pretty good about it sometimes (until I read over my own work) and then go on with my life. But today, not today. I have about a million things I wanted to write about when I sat down at approx. 1900h. I can tell you that the first thing wasn't how about how excited I was to unplug my keyboard because my L key wasn't working.
So, a couple of the topics I was rolling around my head were:
1. Role models in America
2. I wish my brain worked like a computer
3. Brainstorming about blog descriptions
4. What you should avoid on web pages to assure quality
5. some other useless points of personal interest.
And now I'm getting distracted as I fix this computer next to me. I have this train of thought going on w/r/t what the hell is going wrong. Unfortunately for me, it wasn't the 1000+ (that's one thousand plus) viruses I've already rooted out. A new personal record! Actually, what I think happened was one person--be it father (I doubt it, actually), son, or daughter, accidentally installed Windows Live Family Filter and then, through some chance of misfortune, turned it on, and linked it to one of their Windows Live accounts. So far, it looks as if the daughter is to blame, since her account has an auto-sign-in and I can only access the Internet when she is signed in on that computer. And this feature goes for all accounts on the computer, so it looks as if she probably did the whole thing to secure her personal browsing on her personal account, but the security was implemented for all users across all accounts, because what the father told me was that one day the Internet worked (he could access the 'net through an appropriate browser), and the next day it didn't.
Very suspicious behavior. I expected a virus or some sort of malware or even rogue software to be at the heart of the problem, but since almost every case is unique, I was wrong. Or, it appears that I'm wrong.
See? This wasn't even on my
Damnit, I got a call and now need to get back to work so I can get up at 0500h tomorrow. More later on.
A New York Story
6 days ago
2 comments:
I absolutely loved this. You are aborn stream of consciousness writer. This truly was like reading your mind. And I liked what I saw. :D
One thing I can't understand is your own view of yourself as a looser. Where the hell does that come from? You obviously are very intelligent. You are a witty and gifted writer. You have your own business and do something you enjoy. You have a family that loves you. Your friends just moved back across the state. To be honest, I don't know anybody else having all that. Geez man, enjoy! :)
ditto RA on everything, but especially the loser bit. Ummm... by whose standards? And when you figure out whose standards you're using - dump them please.
That being said... I never yet met an Ox person who did light and fluffy. I think you guys need a bit of angst, like feeling a loser or cursed or... something deep and dark, to wrap around your shoulders on a cold night.
I'm a bit hooked on my Ox folk's gloom. For some weird reason it always cheers me up. It's comforting clever witty gloom. My favourite kind. ;-)
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