Tuesday, October 26, 2004


I am starting to hit "the wall" with school. Maybe it's that there's other parts of my life starting to emerge and develop but I just am tired of the whole academic thing. Thank goodness I actually enjoy my classes this term. If I was this academically fatigued in classes I was apathetic (or even just ambivalent) about my drive would completely fail.

Tomorrow I get to go to a retinal specialist to check out what my opthamologist called "Probable Ocular Histoplasmisis Syndrome" that we caught on my eyes a couple weeks back. He says it's probably nothing to worry about, that something like 90% of people in the Ohio and Mississippi river valleys have it, but it's something that should be monitored. So I'm not worried, but for a day or so (between the regular eye checkup and my appointment with the opthamologist) I was a little worried. Just makes one realize how close we sometimes come, and appreciate my sense of vision all the more - even if it is something like 20/500 or something.

Afterwards I'm going to a "First Rehearsal Cocktail Reception" at the theater group I want to do board work for. it's part opening rehearsal for their next show (Arcadia, by Tom Stoppard) and part reception for the board and big donors. Such a grownup thing to do. I hope there's someone there who's remoely my age. After that, I'm making arrangements with the girl to choose a halloween party to go to this weekend. I've already found a couple of good candidates, but one needs to see which she will find most appealing.

Friday, October 22, 2004

Whoa, it's been a while

I assume that almost all of my non-public thought I was dead. The truth is that I am not dead but rather that my life has all of a sudden decided to ratchet up the drama level and excitement for no good reason other than good-natured spite. This drama basically revolved around three central factors:

1) School. But almost all of you know about school and how nuts it gets me sometimes so it doesn't brook much more discussion.

2) Old friends. Many many moons ago (gosh, probably about 5 years) I had a falling out with a very dear friend of mine over her choice of boyfriend. Not a jealousy thing, mind. But rather a genuine belief that he was not good news. I don't feel a need to describe in detail why I felt this way, it was enough that I did and I felt I had good reason to. We haven't spoken since that day, but it made me sad that I had lost that friendship. And, in time I came to realize that many of my assumptions were not based on personal interactions with the guy but rather hearsay and perspectives of people who weren't me. And I was also growing up a tad. So, a few weeks ago, I decided to try and get back in touch, admit my thick-headedness and try to salvage the friendship. I was ecstatic when she wrote back, and we emailed back and forth. Turns out she's recently married the boy. And the way I see it, she's a good judge of character, so I'll give him a shot. We're meeting for brunch this Sunday to catch up, and I'm really glad.

3) Women. Or rather one, particular woman. For those of you who know me, my life with the ladies is one of happenstance and typically involves dating people I know through other means. So imagine my surprise when I started chatting with a complete stranger at a friend's party. We hit it off and made arrangements to go out the next weekend. Things went well and I've seen her a couple times since then. She's fascinating. And that's all I'll say for now, since I'm trying to keep a level head about this. But that's the other reason why I've been a bit distracted lately.

Oh, so exciting, this whole "life" thing...

Thursday, October 07, 2004

How's *your* moral compass?

I stole this, but it's interesting. Plus I thought it might provoke debate.
Here's a dilemma...

With all your honor and dignity, what would you do? Please don't answer without giving it serious thought. By giving an honest answer you will be able to test where you stand morally.
The test features an unlikely, completely fictional situation, where you will have to make a decision one way or the other. Please read slowly and consider each line- this is important for the test to work accurately.

You're in Florida... in Miami, to be exact. There is great chaos going on around you, caused by a hurricane and severe floods. There are huge masses of water all over you. You are a news photographer and you are in the middle of this great disaster. The situation is nearly hopeless. You're trying to shoot very impressive photos. There are houses and people floating around you, disappearing into the water. Nature is showing all its destructive power.

Suddenly you see a man in the water, fighting for his life, trying not to be taken away by the masses of water and mud. You move closer. Somehow the man looks familiar.

Suddenly you know who it is -- it's George W. Bush!

At the same time you notice that the raging waters are about to take him away, forever. You have two options. You can save him or you can take the best photo of your life. So you can save the life of George W. Bush, or you can shoot a Pulitzer prize winning photo, a unique photo displaying the death of one of the world's most powerful men.

And here's the question (please give an honest answer):

Would you select color film, or rather go with the simplicity of classic black and white?

Monday, October 04, 2004


I'm not quite dead, although the total lack of activity here would probably be proof to the contrary for many of you. I've been crazy busy the last few weeks traveling to exotic destinations, hosting out-of-town guests, and getting moved around at work to a new boss and new responsibilities but basically the same old job I'm getting tired of.

Yes. I can admit it now. I'm not quite sure what got me started thinking about it, probably the fact that almost all my friends that work there have left (at least those I started with) and I am no longer stimulated by the work, and worlds of options have been recently opened to me through b-school, and finding out what kind of jobs are out there that might be fun (even if I would have to pay for my health benefits). I've been where I'm at long enough and am now starting to plot my exit strategy. I'm not sure what it is yet (like I said, I'm just starting and plotting is a complex business) but when I get there I think I'll know. I'm not even sure what I want to do...something with non-profits. But at the same time I also have a mortgage now and enjoy eating food other than ramen noodles (only one packet left, dammit doesn't food magically appear in the freezer! It makes me seriously consider Peapod. Wait a minute, this aside has cone completely off topic...).

I don't know where I'm going with this, but it feels better to say out loud that I now know that Industrial distribution is not for me. Now to repeat that many, many, many, many, times and see what happens to my resolve.

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