I’m trying to turn over a new leaf but the damn thing is flopping and twisting as though powered by gale force winds sent down from the heavens to reject my promise. That is to say that circumstance (and some modicum of laziness) makes it difficult for me to excel in the way I see fit. I feel this will all change shortly. I will see the doctor and get whatever neck issue is going on with me fixed. I will see the inside of a gym more than once a week. I will get a priority list going and make the most of it. I think the listing, while it is painful for me to rarely finish one, is an effective means of getting my crap together. Should I find a way to successfully negotiate that, i’ll be back in the driver’s seat.
Well, I never left the drivers seat. I just fell asleep at the wheel.
Forty years have taught me that the only people who don’t have vices are the one’s not willing to admit them. My vice is distraction. The more time I have, the more I can become deeply distracted and fall into black hole projects (like binge watching) instead of focusing on what is productive and crucial. On the flip side, if I have no free time I seize up like a car engine that just realized there isn’t any oil left. So the trick is to figure out that perfect balance that keeps me productive but doesn’t ruin me in the process…
Some Thoughts:
- The first black-run newspaper opened its doors in 1827. The paper, Freedom’s Journal, was a four page, four column weekly rag founded by black church workers.
- The Blacklist ran a false flag episode. Ironic as one is still taking place in Garland, Texas. People need to be paying attention to this thing…
- Late Note — My ‘nerd fast’ internet failed last night so this post is going out absurdly late.