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Hi guys and gals,
Just sitting here waxing all philosophic and sh*t about how life changes over time. My 44th b'day was on the first. Don't know why it's hit me like a brick today, but it has. Not in a depressing kinda "Jack Daniels and straight-edge" kinda way, but more a moment of introspection....
15 years ago, I lived, ate, and breathed computers. Amigas, PCs, hell, everything was interesting (except the black and white macs of the time)...
These days, I noted with some degree of WTF that my iMac hasn't even been turned on in a week and -- aside from using it to rip DVDs for the iPad -- I probably wouldn't have bothered to turn it on last night.
Then it dawns on me that I haven't thought about Web sites, posting, or hanging out online either. It's work, go home, work, go home, then occasionally catch a movie or dinner out.
For my birthday, thanks to my dad, Got a beautiful bike, and had a great birthday. I've been out riding back and forth to work, but that's not the same as the famed "weekend runs" of last year. Every weekend I think to ride home to Huntsville, it's been either 100+ degrees, raining, or I've had stuff to haul back to Montgomery.
On the web front, as all of you know, I keep thinking about doing something with Whyzzat (or any of the other 15 domains I own) but again, just can't seem to bring myself to get interested in that either.
Sick huh?
Just curious if any of your lives can be traced back to a series of WTF moments where you realize the direction you took isn't where you're at now?
Maybe I just need a weekend at the beach. Any takers?
Wayne
Just sitting here waxing all philosophic and sh*t about how life changes over time. My 44th b'day was on the first. Don't know why it's hit me like a brick today, but it has. Not in a depressing kinda "Jack Daniels and straight-edge" kinda way, but more a moment of introspection....
15 years ago, I lived, ate, and breathed computers. Amigas, PCs, hell, everything was interesting (except the black and white macs of the time)...
These days, I noted with some degree of WTF that my iMac hasn't even been turned on in a week and -- aside from using it to rip DVDs for the iPad -- I probably wouldn't have bothered to turn it on last night.
Then it dawns on me that I haven't thought about Web sites, posting, or hanging out online either. It's work, go home, work, go home, then occasionally catch a movie or dinner out.
For my birthday, thanks to my dad, Got a beautiful bike, and had a great birthday. I've been out riding back and forth to work, but that's not the same as the famed "weekend runs" of last year. Every weekend I think to ride home to Huntsville, it's been either 100+ degrees, raining, or I've had stuff to haul back to Montgomery.
On the web front, as all of you know, I keep thinking about doing something with Whyzzat (or any of the other 15 domains I own) but again, just can't seem to bring myself to get interested in that either.
Sick huh?
Just curious if any of your lives can be traced back to a series of WTF moments where you realize the direction you took isn't where you're at now?
Maybe I just need a weekend at the beach. Any takers?
Wayne