The last remnants of August, clung to in desperation. Note to self: Happy Birthday, Paul.
The bus was already packed at my stop- the second one. I hated this V-train once, but I love it now; since everyone else in
I have to go to bed earlier. Six hours just doesn’t cut it anymore. I get caught up in looking up information on the internet or watching YouTube- or reading. Poor Joe can’t understand why Jen & I love to read so much. Maybe it's much harder for him than it was for us. I’m currently reading The Man in the
I have to get off (or on) my ass & start writing again- really writing, at least two hours a day. I know the love-hate relationship writers have with actually writing is common, but that knowledge is not going to get me anywhere. It’s just that I come home too exhausted to really think, & I want to spend time with Jen, Joe & Mandy... Well, like Captain Kirk said, when something is important you MAKE the time.
3-day weekend coming up, & I know they’re going to ask me to work Saturday. Maybe I'll give it to them. George is a great foreman, & they're so few & far between in this miserable business. He treats us with respect, & a guy like that I should help out. Besides, it's good OT money, & I still get two days off.
My hat's off to Michael De Kort, the guy who used YouTube to blow the whistle on Lockheed-Martin & how it was screwing over the Coast Guard. The only thing that is going to save this world is the ability of people to get their information out to the public. I can’t stand people who whine that some of the things people say on the internet aren’t true. Some of the things on the news aren’t true, for Christ's sake! Too much info in the public's hands is better than too little. To treat people as if they aren't smart enough to figure out the truth for themselves is the most elitest bullcrap I can think of. Come to think of it, Google & Microsoft should both burn in hell for helping
Here’s my stop.