There is a fine art of back blogging. Why put everything on a single post when you can spread it out. Sure maybe you thought of it today, but go ahead and post it for yesterday.
Believe it or not, it does make your site a little more interesting.
I don't really care if music is good or bad; I just want it to move me. Get me going, keep me from falling asleep behind the keyboard.
So if you have some suggestions, toss 'em my way.
I was sitting on my porch eating breakfast, and I felt content and privileged to be there. Other parts of the world are going crazy, and I am grateful that my "home" is not one of those places.
Keeps the... something away. I am just sure of it.
Where do catch your mind going? You ever stop and wonder why you were thinking that?
For all my thinking and wondering, the one thing that I know for sure is that I am always moving forward. At what speed or at what angle is the element always in question. As with most people, I would like to get to the front of the line as fast and direct as possible.
Redbull is the fuel that drives me through low times. Tired is no excuse; it has just been erased.
Evenings do not get much better.
School, the perfect place to be learning and practicing new things; also, barely used for this purpose.
Work, the worst place for learning and practicing; also known as the ultimate sink-or-swim distraction-zone.
Sometimes I miss school.
It was a long night with little sleep. I have a bit too much of a fathering instinct; and was up most the night making sure that our recovering dog was still breathing. Just another reason to not be a nice guy; they finish last and get less sleep.
My wife returned from a few days away with our dog. Being a wiener dog, she is already a funny looking creature; so when you add a cone and some medication, she just becomes hilarious. Ah, the joys of closing the puppy factory.
Where has Merc been? Being him, I have pretty good insight to answer this question. Merc has been thinking. Thinking those painful thoughts about life, happiness, and all other things that move the human soul.
Life has a beginning and, one day, an end. Both of which seems to happen without any effort on a person's behalf. The tricky part is the middle. That short amount of time in the middle that can seemingly stretch out into being a lifetime. A lifetime, something that is in the top five of valuable items that a person ever has. There is a story in the Good Book about how items of value are to be used. Whether you believe in anything or not, one cannot argue that hiding valuable items away is not a good investment.
So now the how to deal with the burden that cannot be escaped until the burden slips away into slumber is the crushing wave of a question; and the question keeps pounding away. The same question that keeps the motivation fresh is the same question that wears away the shore. In nature there is a balance, hopefully the same balance can be found inside the mind.
This balance must be hunted down daily as it easily slips through the fingers. Merc is walking along the shore looking for something that he is not sure if he ever had or even saw; and he has a smile on his face.
Cigars... bringing a little peace since the first one was rolled.
I just can't keep up with what is and is not valid. What browser I should be using. And why I should care what other people are using... is the internet spinning or is it just me?
If you do a search on Google for Mercuryfrog, you will find 5 pages. I am proud.
I have set my home page to news.google.com... I am starting to think it was a bad idea. While I am more informed, I am wasting a lot of time reading about thing that I don't care a thing about.
This is the year that I get a guitar. The sad part is that I don't get it until the end of the year, so get lost in guitar dreams. Even though I don't know how to play yet, I can imagine the kind of songs that I am going to write. Sad, but true.
What is the internet? It is a network of networks that any user can browse around a view websites, right? Or close enough anyway? Well, with four web servers I can claim that I have a little real estate in the internet. Not just a little home, but an entire development.
Just sitting down, today; giving a little thought to what I am hunting and what my plot to get it is. This might take awhile.
Does anybody really want one? I am shoot for as complicated as I can get. I am not about to waste this life being bored.
I got into a bit of an argument today about the passage of time. They said that everyday you are one day closer to your goals; and I said that everyday you are one day further away.
Now I agree that if you compare the statements without context, my statement just looks wrong. But we were sitting at the end of a day where neither of us had made an action toward our goals. Thus, my thought was that we were both one day further away.
You don't reach your goals by waiting; you reach them by taking action.
It is a good phrase to say. Change is a good thing, and there is nothing wrong with looking back at who you used to be. In fact, it is the best thing that you could do.
You can dream it, but maybe they just can't build it... yet. Technology and programming are amazing, but sometimes they are just a little behind the desire.
So when someone tells you that what you want it not possible... take it easy.
If it was only 1989, right? The date made me think it regardless.
This is a new goal that I am adding to my list. Now I just need to make a list of the things that I miss.
Yesterday, I shot photos for a wedding. Despite being very nervous about messing up the photos, I was able to enjoy that something beautiful about people getting married. It really is amazing to watch two people make a commitment that will impact the rest of their lives.
Next week, I am going to be taking a short vacation. While I am happy about a nice relaxing trip, I am feeling the pressure of time slipping away as it so loves to do. One of my projects at work is quickly coming to an end, and there is a very large amount of work that still needs to be completed in the three days before my vacation. I see some long days ahead.
beautiful. As I noticed today, youth is beautiful and naive. There is nothing bad about being young, minus how quickly it passes. The world never appeared so wonderful, the body never felt so good, and looked so perfect as it did when it had youth.
Happy birthday to my cousin.
Yawn, and what to do about it. Huh?