Dailyish Thoughts #83

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Coming to Florida soon

Back in Florida. All good things must come to an end, and our working vacation was no exception. Tomorrow I have an interview, and the next day, and the next day, and Monday. It’s going to be a looooong week. So many options. I kinda just want to keep freelancing, but in order to get a car to freelance, I need a “real” job.

Long drives allow for much thinking. So much thinking…. At some point I hope my life slows down enough to write it all down. I’ll sum up: Most of the Social Justice people are virtue signalling narcissists. Most of the social justice movement isn’t really concerned with helping people as it is concerned with it’s own image. Most of it also hinges on a collectivist worldview. Patriarchy and much of the “Christian” marriage and child raising advice out there makes your spouse and children into your enemy. Leftists are like locusts, they move out of the states they have decimated to states like Florida and then elect leftists who in turn decimate the new state, driving them to move to another state and begin the cycle anew.

There were other ones but it is late and I have an interview tomorrow. Go read the links and get an idea of my background before I write more and confuse you!

 

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Dailyish Thoughts #82

There is a strange satisfaction in buying needed things. I hate spending money (there isn’t much of it) but when it’s on things like new (to me) tires there is a definite feeling of gladness that isn’t matched by frivolous spending. Maybe it’s adulting, I don’t know, but toys seem less fun to me than useful things. Useful toys are even better.

I am slacking on the blogging again. We’ve been visiting family and friends and doing a bit of a working vacation. I don’t know if people really want to hear about decorating a nursing home for the autumn or moving a storage room of boxes for an office or cutting up logs with a chainsaw. Maybe they do, but I am too tired to write about it.

This upcoming week my adventures will take me back to the mosquitoes and jungles of Florida in search of employment and perhaps a new car. I will try to get in all that social justice stuff in too, I promise.

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Dailyish Thoughts #81

A wedding and a reunion in one day. It’s funny seeing everyone older and larger and people you never thought would have kids chasing at least one, frequently more. It’s also funny seeing people who never hung out or spoke in high school chatting it up over drinks. Back then the politics got in the way, now that we are older we are all in the same boat called “Adulting”. Suddenly it doesn’t matter if you’re a nerd or a jock or a goth or a hippie, you all commiserate about your kids, your divorces, your bills, and your parents. Everyone still has their style, but judgements are much harder to come by than they were in the black hole of adolescence.

Getting old takes its toll. I can’t dance nearly like I used to be able to. I can at least say I danced more than a lot of guys half a decade younger. While carrying a seven year old. And/or a six year old. For over an hour. In no ac. After three bourbon drinks and several beers. And no hang over the next day. Maybe age really hasn’t been that bad to me.

Dailyish Thoughts #80

Long drives have a way of clearing one’s head. Well. For most people that’s the effect. For me it’s one long occasion to think about every single thing I can’t think about when chasing little people or fixing cars. And of course it gives plenty of time to build up anxiety, particularly when whatever is broken on the truck makes it feel like I am driving through butter. After a while I gave up caring about it, after all it wasn’t acting like it was going to stall or anything. Just so. Much. Sluggish.

But now I am trying to unpack a mess of yarn in my head. Given that my brain is a web, everything gets connected, even if no other person on the planet can see it. You might see several very shorts posts from me as I’m sorting out the mess. There should be no shortage of interesting tid bits though with topics ranging from Calvinism to “toxic masculinity” to social justice to sophistry to presuppositionalism. They aren’t all related, but the stream of consciousness containing all of them did seem to flow in one direction.

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Dailyish Thoughts #79

As much as I love driving Uber, some nights you just have to quit while you are behind. When you get two deliveries in a row, one normal ride, and then you come across a wrecked car with no one in it which slows you down only to arrive at the next address where your passengers are being detained by the police, so you cancel the ride and calculate your earnings so far as $10 for nearly two hours (after gas), it might be time to go home. Thankfully, I ended up less than two miles from home. It could have been 20 miles!

I’m skipping town tomorrow. I need to stop staring at this place and see some people I love. Pray that the truck makes it!

Politics and religion. Two things they always say to avoid conversations about…. And yet over the past two days I have picked fights zealously on Facebook. Why do I exhaust myself so?

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Dailyish Thoughts #78

Got back on the Uber (and Lyft, but does that count?) wagon today. I definitely missed it. People are fascinating to me, from the Hispanic man with very slurred speech telling his kids over and over that they should never drink and drive and instead get an Uber like him (“Si Papi” ::audible eyeroll:: ) to the giant leather clad men in the Latin American motorcycle club, to the party animals who had no idea why they were heading to the Beaches (“The Beaches suck!”) to the single dudes who say literally nothing, to the couples who talk about everything like there is no other person in the car. I missed them all. There were a few sputters but the truck behaved, providentially. It darn well should, I had to put a new brake line on it!

Driving gave me way too much time to think. So if I am not too ridiculously busy this week I may actually have some interesting posts. Keep checking back!

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Dailyish Thoughts #77

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There are definitely days you just have to give up and be lazy. I’m done. So done. I can’t fix the truck, I can’t even look at it. The house is a constantly moving mass of junk. The kids…. well, they are kids. I only have three right now, the others went out of town with their mom. That means I am alone, with one broken car, no debit card (long story), no income, a house full of never ending projects, a sick dog, a lumpy bed, and not nearly enough beer. So updating my photo blog for the next couple weeks, cleaning out my phone, and just generally being lazy is in order. At least for tonight.

I have found a chick singer who encompasses all the chick singers I have been listening to for the past 20 years (am I that old?). I may be in love. Sorry, hun.

Anyone want to buy a Ford Expedition? Aside from some unidentified motor issue, it’s in really good shape!

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