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Gone with the www.ind

I came across a blog the other day and realized that, not only have I neglected to write here in a very long time, I haven’t been reading other blogs either. I suspect this is largely due to friends/acquaintances/people in general not writing blogs as much, though I could be wrong. Several years ago I had a bookmark folder full of such blogs, but no longer. It did occur to me that I get more enjoyment out of reading personal stories, especially from people I know personally, than most other web or social media browsing. It’s ironic that the one way people would actually see this post nowadays is if my account were connected to my facebook page via “auto-share” or whatever that feature may be called. It’s even more ironic that, as my sidebar here tells me, “There is an issue connecting to Facebook” and none of my attempts thus far has remedied that issue. Oh well.

Anyway, most likely a lot has gone on in my life since the last period when I posted even semi-regularly, which I would guess to be 2014 if not earlier. Maybe sometime soon I’ll feel like recapping-reflecting on some of those goings-on, whether anyone hears that digital tree falling in the midst of the online forest or not! In the meantime, I plan to make some further efforts to see if anyone else has been keeping their blog game up more respectably than I.

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Writing

It seems a foreign and atrophied skill.  Clearly it hasn’t been practiced in quite a while on this page, at the least!  Still, in some sense, the very irrelevancy and antiquated nature of the blog post feeds my desire to make such a digital contribution.  Connectedness be dammmed, it’s not facebook, it’s not insta, and it’s definitely not fouking snapchat (haha). It’s anachronistic and altogether appropriate.  Hey, where’s the space where I put what song I’m listening to?

(July for Kings – Kite)

Oh is this still a thing?

Probably not. But I must not forget that it feels good to write once in a while, even for a math nerd. The potential powder keg is people seeing, and reacting to, my writing. I don’t mean that in a political sense, as I’m not here to instigate an uprising or shatter the status quo. I’ve historically been “here” (and previously on my livejournal) to reflect, and hopefully better understand, my own experiences. Nevertheless, real and significant things have happened in my life as a direct result of journal posts. Some have been wondrous and some have been devastating. None of those posts are going to un-write themselves, though. I understand the risks in this endeavor. That said, I’ve proven that I can get through personal turmoil, and I hold out hope that regardless of any rebound upon me, my past and future writings can have a positive effect on someone.

Mayday

Been away a long time, it seems. I must say that in contravention of potential implications of this post’s title, and certainly in comparison to several previous Mays, this month hasn’t included a huge deal of professional or personal upheaval. Things have (mostly) been nice and chill. Plenty of things I could write about and hopefully will not too far down the road. Probably going back to watching House of Cards for the time being!

Artifakts revisited

I’ve once again realized in retrospect that a previous posting reflects an overly, baselessly negative viewpoint. I want to clarify here that I predominantly feel a sense of awe and gratitude, when I really reflect, for the places I’ve been able to go and the things I’ve been able to do since 2007. I’ve experienced so much that many of the individual moments become nearly forgotten, refreshed only when I pull up a particular official form, chart, log or synopsis. Although many of my family and friends have also done amazing things, I can’t think of anyone for whose life events (in a comparable period such as age 24-31) I’d trade my own. Yes, I do get unhappy and frustrated sometimes; the frustration often comes from circumstances mostly or completely out of my control, and as such, I just have to continue to limit those reactions and redirect my thoughts.

Artifakts

Today I’ve been cleaning out the boxes that accompanied my move from Clovis to Savannah. That process results in so many trips down memory lane–and so many longings for someone who could place those notes, those handouts, those official forms, somewhere in the proper context of the last 7 years of my life. But seeking out that someone is like feeling, as Soul Asylum put it so eloquently, “homesick for the home I’ve never had.”

Odd Man

So here’s a story. I’m out around town with a few friends–not anyone super close, just guys I know from work. They’re talking pretty constantly about where we can go to find women. I, having no woman to call my own, don’t object. However, over the course of the evening it becomes clear that each of my four colleagues either is married or has a girlfriend (some in “different zip codes”). After a few moments of indecision, I decide to part ways with them and go home. I’m no angel myself and I definitely don’t offer any moral judgments, but in my mind some things are unacceptable. So I walk home, on my own, while the rest of the guys are doing who knows what (or whom). Happy halloween!

Another (better?) flat land

Well, I no longer live on the Llano Estacado. Perhaps that merits a change to the name of this journal, but as opposed to the solid 6+ years I spent writing (at least intermittently) on LJ, I don’t feel like I’ve been here on WordPress long enough to change up anything drastic.

Perhaps the biggest intangible change of the past 3 years or so is that I’ve been knocked way down off my high horse. I don’t intend that statement as some kind of complaint, indictment or expression of negativity and I don’t want anyone to interpret it that way (I’m looking at you, Mom). It simply signifies that back in 2011, even in parts of 2012, I had a lot of false confidence. I combined that with a not-so-healthy dose of irresponsibility. Looking at the recent past and the present, I can see that I’ve lost much of that veneer but gained what I judge an equal measure of responsibility. To use the analogy that I feel like I’ve made a thousand times, I see through a soberer set of eyes. Would I like to have the best of both worlds? Of course–who doesn’t?

The Brumby Poll

My personal top 10 Spikeball rankings, post-regionals edition. More info to come in a later post or possibly on Spikeballers.com!

1. Chico Spikeball – Skyler Boles & Shaun Boyer
2. Handsome Beavers – Buddy Hammon & Bryce Clifford
3. Frazzled Navels – Austin Fraker & Tyler Griffin
4. Life From Mars – Kyle Kirkman & John Schumacher
5. Nashburgh Spikeball – Joel Graham & Scott Wilson
6. McCarthy Industries – Peter McCarthy & Danny McCarthy
7. V2 – Tom Cortesi & Patrick Drucker
8. Ball Blasters – Kit Ryan & Chadwick Wickersham
9. Interracial Lovin’ – Dennis Phan & Matt Maddox
10. Fluff – Ian Golembeski & Cole Parker

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Exit Clovis

The most ironically perfect sign I’ve seen in a long time.
I’ve been living and working here for almost 3 years. That’s something…I don’t know what it is, but it’s something. It changed me. Will I be able to change myself back?

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