Tuesday, July 27, 2010


Strangely, I think my personality changes when I'm at work.  In the general everyday at-home times, I'm mostly optimistic.  But in work transactions, I get a bit relieved when I find out how people are going to be terrible in each transaction.

I think that must be the definition of a pessimist, and I'm kind of at a loss regarding how I can make that switch unconsciously.  Perhaps it has to do with the sheer amount of unfortunate situations I find myself in -- ones where I can't afford to be taken advantage of.

That means I have to stay on my toes, continuously guarding against the tiniest puncture of the dyke.  Maybe if I were selling "Slip 'n Slides" during some hot summer of the early 80s, I might be able to relax.  At least then, I'd know that people would be falling over themselves to lay hand to product.

Monday, July 19, 2010

Now what will I do with all that indignation?

I came to this laptop intending to write a dolorous entry about life and hot weather and women and children and marriage and missed opportunities and deadlines and aggravations and short-for-times and woe-be-me's and not suffering fools gladly and a great galumphing host of that which we call self-pity.

Then someone turned me around with a sentence.

And it was all icing, kittens, and torn-up bills suddenly.  I got caught up the day's birthdays wishes and couldn't get the cheeky grin off my face.  I'm sure it will buoy me 'till I get to sleep.

It didn't remove the underlying melancholic episodes.  It just demonstrated how easily I bob back to the surface, given the slightest positive oomph.  I daresay that this is entirely what being "an optimist" is all about.  How extraordinary!

No doubt I'll have the other entry ready in a day or two, though I'll be even more disappointed with myself because I didn't get the good ideas out of my head while I had them the first time.  It won't be as good the second time around, but of course you won't really notice that.

Lucky you!

Saturday, July 17, 2010

Insert token, retrieve Mercedes

This parking system is amazing. It's located in Budapest underneath a public square. Infrastructure rules!

Thursday, July 15, 2010

The summer of our discontent

It's unpleasantly hot.

It's hot enough that its starting to effect my mood.  I slink from conditioned air to my car and suffer under the indignity of having hot air blown in my face for a while while I travel to the next cool box.  It gradually draws the joy out of everything I do.

And since it really hasn't changed to be markedly more warm in my lifetime, I can only assume that I've gotten to be a bigger complainer in the years I've been alive.

Monday, July 05, 2010

Views = Lots

As I write this, the visits counter stands at 18,999.  So by the time you read this, whoever you are, I know that you will be the 19,000th visitor!

Unless you come after that point -- then you're after 19,000.  Better luck at 20,000.

Sunday, July 04, 2010

Dear Mr. Jefferson

Dear Mr. Jefferson,

I'm writing to you on July 4th, which is celebrated by Americans of today as having something to do with the Declaration of Independence.  You know this already, but most historians agree the actual Declaration was signed in August -- July 4th was the day when the final wording of the document was approved by Congress.

I'm writing this letter to just reflect a bit on this thing that is "The United States of America", 234 years after putting signature to document.  There's been a few changes since the days of the War for American Independence, or "the conflagration with Great Britain," as you might call it.  Speaking of which, one of my great-great-ancestors was running around at the time: you may have met!  Though because he was a Hessian mercenary hired by the British, I'm betting you wouldn't have been on the best of terms.

Thursday, July 01, 2010

The June Wedding in 2010

Now that June is over -- or soon will be, by the time you read this -- I feel like I should really wrap up my thoughts on the wedding that occurred a couple of weeks ago.  I've been having a hard time putting thoughts to screen, but I'm not sure why that would be.  It could be that I burned up all my good wedding commentary in my entry on the May wedding.

This is about the third time I've started writing about this wedding, so let's see if I can't get this one to stick!