Growing Up.

Nikki: So you only have a few more Transformers until you’re done eBaying.

Dave: Well, no, because I have Matt’s stuff to put up, and the stuff that gave to me forever ago…

Nikki: I mean, you’re almost done with your stuff.

Dave: OH!  It’s an accomplishment, that’s what you mean!

Nikki: Yes.  Does it feel like growing up?

Dave: I dunno.  Does growing up feel like half painful and half I-don’t-know-what-the-hell-is-going-on?

Nikki: Yup.

Dave: Then yeah, it feels like growing up.

Life keeps on happening. In all senses.

My apologies for dropping off of the radar for a bit.  In no particular order, here’s some updates:

Kids: Infections.  I’m not going to go into specific, but both Aidan and Cian are on more than one antibiotic each.

Job: What job?  That’s right, I’ve joined the ranks of the unemployed.  At least this time they told me that I didn’t do anything wrong. Working on finding another job, and launching a start-up.  Yes, small businesses can be called that in Michigan.  There’s no rule against it.

More kids: I’m going to be a Dad again.  I feel like making some sort of comment bragging about my virility, fertility, and general awesomeness of my loin area.  *gestures to groin*  But I won’t, because if nothing else, I’m classy.

Transformers: So, this game looks like it’s got all of the awesomeness of every Transformers universe ever written about, filmed, cartoonified, or published in comic book form.  In fact, this looks a lot like what Mosier and myself had envisioned a while back.  I WANT THIS NOW PLEASE.  Enjoy the trailer. :)

EVE Online:
Spent another hour and a half online the other night, and ended up out of Minmatar space, in a Gallante Federation station.  I had clicked the wrong bookmark in People & Places, set it as my destination, and let the autopilot do the work.  I saw some nifty jump gate designs that I hadn’t witnessed before.  Totally worth the trip.


In the interest of writing every day…

Today has been a -good- day.

I haven’t felt this good in a long time. I haven’t felt my spirit this light, the smile on my face, the outlook happy…. I just haven’t had as -good- of a day in a long time. Not even work has brought me down.

I pulled myself out of bed after only hitting the snooze bar once. Only once! I was motivated, let me tell you. After a couple of successful Great Zero runs last night, I had gone to bed a little late, but I still got out of bed without caffeine. I got showered and ready for the day, spent some time with the dog, and ate a cup of Jello. Always room for it, you know.

swung by and picked me up, and we headed to Eastwood Towne Center to meet up with and Scott. What were we doing there? Going to NCG to see the TRANSFORMERS MOVIE. That’s right. Michael Bay and Steven Spielberg did NOT eviscerate my childhood. This is an AMAZING movie. Go and see it. Seriously. If you’re a kid at any age, you will enjoy it. It is so very difficult to refrain from spoilers, but I will return the kindness that has been paid to me. :)

I’ll be selling ‘s last 21″ monitor tomorrow, and will be getting rid of one of our 17″ ones on Friday. I have four packages of gaming books ready to ship out to eBay customers. The Stuff Exodus begins again! :)

So, yeah. This has been a really good day. Also, go see the movie. For serious.

I had a witty subject line earlier, honest.

I’ve got my old 30 gig HD installed into my shiny new external hard drive enclosure. I have found out that with 3.5″ drives (which is what I happen to have), neither USB nor Firewire has enough power to operate the drive. So, it works, but it has to be plugged in to a power cord, which makes it only a little more irritating when carrying it around for data mobility. However, I now have the data mobility that I was looking for, and am already chock-full of ideas on how to use it.

Also, for the last two mornings, I have had good showers. Not exceedingly long showers, and not showers with water pressure that could blast me across the tub, but -good- showers. What do I mean by that? I mean that, with the new shower head that got me, the hot water doesn’t run out at the end of my shower. Not only that, but I’m using quite a bit less water to shower than I ever have before.

Also, I have a new Transformer on my desk at work, thanks to Will. It’s amazed me how the subtle differences in this repaint’s mold, as well as the obvious differences in color, have created a totally different personality. Despite the nearly-identical body to Smokescreen, Ricochet comes off completely differently. This kind of thing -almost- makes up for what they did to Prowl and Optimus Prime. I also have an Optimus Primal statue for my desk at home, thanks to .

Some brilliance from about us and our food:

The other problem is squimishness. And this is, in my opinion the thornier of the issues. It does’t just involve completely restructuring our infrastructure, but something much more difficult: changing people’s opinion. Time and time again, I have been talking about food and meat comes up. I mention that the animal that I ate was known on a personal basis by someone, maybe had a name, maybe lead a good life before I was lucky enough to eat it. The reaction I think I’m going to get is. “Wow! I didn’t know meat animals could be someone other than a number. I think it’s really wonderful that you can eat meat that doesn’t come from immense cruelty and pain, but from animals that lived peaceful decently happy lives. Good for you.” The reaction I get is “Oh. Ummm. Ewww. I don’t think I could eat that. Why would you name it if you were going to eat it?” Why? Because by naming it I respect it. I honor it as a being worthy of being named and hopefully treat it both as an animal and as food with a great deal more respect than he or she would get in a factory farm or on the shelf at Kroger. I honor the animals I eat. I use every bit, I am grateful for their sacrifice, and I know that their lives enrich mine in a mulititude of ways. I thank the animals I eat as well as the plants, as well as the earth and the sun that have provided the sustanance for them to grow and eat. By being afraid to name your food, you distance yourself from that food. You categorize it as the Other as surely as a nazi footsoldier did with the Jew he shot. It’s easier to see the distancing with people harder with animals and plants. Our whole society is made up of ways to distance us from stuff. From meat animals, from ecosystems, from various subdivisions of other people, from pain, from reality. I think it inadvertantly distances us from life, from joy, from esctacy as well. We are numb and in pain from it.

Optimus Prime and Elita-1

My bookshelf is lighter to the tune of $400 worth of gaming books. ‘s backpack is heavier to the tune of a G4 iBook.

Good trade. :)

She named it Elita One, so in response, I changed my iBook’s name from Magnus to OptimusPrime. Magnus is all yours, .

What do you mean, we’re nerds? Geeks? I don’t grok what you’re saying. ;)

I move from morning to afternoon shift for tomorrow. Gotta remember to call to see if he’s planning on giving me a ride. Also, MSU bill gets paid off tomorrow, and I need to finalize/get an override for my upcoming 日本語 class.

Sometimes, I’m so easy to please.

In total contrast to the rant from yesterday evening, today has been pretty good.

We got slammed by a dissolving squall line coming in from Grand Rapids. Holy crap was that cool! The Malibu (*cue the Malibu song*) was rocking back and forth on its shocks, and I thought, “Did someone just hit me?” I look to my right, and see traffic lights, street signs, and trees getting thrashed by intense winds. So, of course, my brilliant response to myself was, “Oh.” Then I rushed home, at ‘s wisdom, to shut a bunch of windows. Then I got RAINED ON, and it was awesome.

Verizon bill is paid, and after trucking around the entire city of Lansing (west to north to east to south to west), I have procured this:

And one of these:

I’m now holed up in Theio’s, where I plan on doing some work for Smart Networks and reading Wired while basking in the wonderful air conditioning.