I took Canada Day Off

Blog No. 345

sourceI normally get Mondays off. The hate for Mondays is one of those things that has always seemed bizarre and kind of exhausting. I get the 9 to 5 office drone hatred for having to go back to work after two short days of freedom (probably spent doing all the chores that get missed all week). My issue comes from that group being a minority. I have never worked a job that has weekends off. Most professions (and crappy jobs) that I can think of don’t fit within that bubble. People have to work evenings, weekends, or shift work. So. I normally get Mondays off, but usually on Mondays I have plenty to do. Besides the chores thing since it’s basically my Sunday (or whatever. It depends on the day). It’s a big writing day for me, and I got to boxing. Those things alone are enough to carve out most of my time. This week, though, I just stayed inside any had a day to myself. Continue reading “I took Canada Day Off”

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Nostalgia Bomb

Blog No. 270

zelda-cartoon-link-bomb-jump-bomb-shield-jump-14303882890I’m not sure how (or why) it happened, but over the weekend I was hit with a wave of nostalgia like a bomb had gone off. The sentiment seemed to have welled up from memories of video games. Some were of little Ben playing Atari, or at a friend’s place loosing a game of NHL 94 on a Genesis. The majority were of the Nintendo Wii and all the great times I had playing games on a new system and usually with my buddy Arvin. It could be because Arvin and I are working on Season Two of Flags and High Fives. This one is going to be a lot less about looking back on WLTP, but it’s hard to get away from that when we work on just about anything together. It could have also been because I had been playing a Wii game and was reminded of all the great games for the system that I didn’t get to play. Continue reading “Nostalgia Bomb”

Sprinting to October

Blog No. 249

0dff14b8f0f443cbb11d83b94a4a69a5-jabba-the-hutt-costume-small-fanUsually sometime at the end of August or the beginning of September, I start to get really nostalgic and get caught up in thinking about the past. Inevitably I write a post about it that ends up being almost the same as the corresponding post form a year before. Still, I feel the drive to write it in an attempt to purge that action most dangerous to productivity, wistful daydreaming. Thankfully, this year, I’m just too busy to do much more than work and complain. The pressure is on and all those great accomplishments I was planning on achieving after last year’s final push disappeared into smoke surrounded by the day-job, new projects, obligations, organizations, and my own overwhelming lethargy. All is not lost, however, for I can see the light at the end of the tunnel. Continue reading “Sprinting to October”

The Dying Days of Summer, The Birth of Autumn

Blog No. 197

This morning, while I was driving to work, I noticed a smell, and it wasn’t the sewage treatment plant I pass on the last leg of my journey. I was driving passed a beautiful wooded area (I’m lucky to have several small ones near me) and the air turned crisp. It didn’t last very long. By the time I was pulling into the parking lot (desperately searching for one good song before turning off the car and heading for the building) the sun was chasing the freshness away. We’re reaching an interesting time in our seasons, the transition into my favourite season. The mornings are going to become cooler and more invigorating (for me I suppose if you’re one of those people who can’t get enough blazing heat) but the afternoons still hang on to the summer sizzle. I never know how to dress, but at least I feel more alive for the start of the day. Continue reading “The Dying Days of Summer, The Birth of Autumn”