Little notes on a big life, by Michael Martine
I’ve been feeling stressed lately because of all the work I have to do. I started to get down about it, and then I thought…
What the fuck am I down about? I’m not dead. I have a wife and a family that loves me. I have more than enough money because I’m working so much. I get to do all these cool things with blogs and computers and cool people. I don’t have any major, serious problems in my life like disease or enemies or government oppression.
So, I told myself, stop being a whiny bitch and get back to work. Be glad for what you have. It’s way more than what many people have.
I had forgotten what a lucky man I really am.
I hope that you remember what’s important for you, too.
I watched SNL for the first time in a long time last night. Afterwards, a female announcer said something about going to NBC online, getting video clips and posting them to my blog.
But the way she said “…and post them to your blog” sounded weird, like she didn’t understand what she was saying. Like a guy in a suit trying to talk hip with the kids. It felt creepy.
I should say, rather, we’re moving to Canada. My family. We’ve been looking at various locations, but Victoria, BC looks like the place. Been doing lots of research and looking at tons of pictures. Victorial feels like it’s our new home.
This is huge. I mean, how many people do you know who are just up and leaving the country?
Not many, I bet.
Meh… changed my mind.
In Search of…
Bigfoot.
God, I loved this show when I was a kid. Watched it all the time. It must be 70s TV show nostalgia night. :)
I saw an odd sight as I drove home from work: someone has one of those aluminum balloons in the back of their car. It was a giant Winnie-the-Pooh head. The car’s windows were open enough to create a draft within the vehicle.
This caused the giant Winnie-the-Pooh head to bob up and down in a way that made it look like Winnie-the-Pooh was a passenger in the back seat… and that he was sobbing.
It was weird.
via nataliedee.com
Right on!
