Ain't no accountin' for nothin'
Geek out in a Moonage Daydream
All quite on the eastern front?
This watch has better specs...
Somewhere Between Philly and Delaware
Happy labor day morons (warning adult language?)!
It works so well I think I'll stop using it. I jest, of course. A wee bit. It is so easy to blog at mairs.net now I must conquer other fields though. Have I an audience? I have my doubts. Still no members, not much email, this isn't very targeted of course. And we are all most interested in ourselves. What use is my drivel to you? I hope it amuses but I'll get more buck for that bang finishing a novel. So keep an eye on lost if you like that sort of thing. I promise to keep it free unless somebody buys it. And keep an eye on TravelPod, I do want to reconstruct these last few years. If I've any narrative of value, that may well be it. Of course I remember all the stories Cher found me, Thai wives and the destruction of their farang husbands but I didn't listen. And just as well, had I not done that I couldn't be doing this.
Character deleopment is wonderful. Enjoyed Gaiman's Graveyard Book, just finishing Anansi Boys, reminds me attachment. Fall into these stories. Davies is one of the worst for me. I want those characters to go on. Must these novels end? I take it Pratchett's winding down. Well, damnit, must these novels end? Guess I'd better get to work whilst still I can.
Character development is an illusion. Ride the blog back, go ahead, I dare you. What has changed? My circumstances, because I am comfortable with discomfort. But not me, not much. Not you either, really. I eat peanut butter and jelly sandwiches or oatmeal for breakfast. In China. How long have I been doing that? I quest for exciting foodstuffs at night, found halal noodles this evening, but that isn't new either. We impose our beliefs of what we are on a very random and reactive set of behaviors. Are we our habits? Then break them. I really should quit smoking. Not especially because of its lethality, my open windows here on the nineteenth floor are at least as dangerous, but because it's a habit.
I did not expect to move to Phoenix. I did not expect to move to New York. I did not expect 9-11. I did not expect to move to Thailand. I did not expect to lose everything. I did not expect to start over in China. I could rebuild the finances here, albeit slowly. But what should I expect? I'm interested in the MSc but what's the real gain? Will it make me a more enlightened person? Maybe the job in Malaysia would involve being at sea. A big positive to me, but worth giving up China? What about Poland? I'd love to see Eastern Europe. Whatever I do will be a surprise to me.
I roast my peppers in a strainer spoon over a gas burner which no longer ignites itself because, I believe, its D-Cell is dead though I wonder why it doesn't use wall current but I have the bic I got from Cher which gas is long gone but flint remains and oft-times the burners will stay lit if you hold the gas down a few seconds but it is not uncommon that they do not and that is certainly annoying but ricochet- it's not the end of the world.