“How can a woman be expected to be happy with a man who insists on Oscar Wilde
treating her as if she were a perfectly normal human being.”
"Nobody buys the newspaper for good news."
Plato (or my dad, I can't remember)
I've taken almost 2 months off from work. It's been wonderful. I am sleeping a little more, eating better, losing a little weight, I've had sex more than expected, and I'm not blogging worth crap.
I could write abot politics, but there are others more eloquent and passionate than I am. I am a frustrated Republican, a closet Libertarian, a fledgling democrat, though at my core I can't accept their whole agenda. So my political ramblings would be diffuse and dismal. I could complain about how Romney, clearly the best businessman in the group, is blowing his chances by being just a bit clueless. Gingritch is interesting as the angry uncle at the family christmas party, but not the guy you want talking to the russians, or, more importantly, the Iranians. Santorum? Well, he just comes across as an over zealous sunday school teacher who hasn't gone sweater shopping since the early 70's. Ron Paul is a brilliant thinker, practical, anti-war, pro-liberty, a real thinking and the only independant candidate in the race, and he doesn't have a chance in hell. Such is american politics.
In my happy (?) state I could write more about religion but that's just as polarizing as politics and i'm not ready to admit all my failings as they stand up against my background of faith. i've talked about it enough to give the impression that I used to be a lot more devout than I am not, but not ready to make a public break with the community. it would be devestating to my wife, my marriage, and my dad, though my brothers and sisters wouldn't care nearly as much as they would have a few years ago. I think live makes us more forgiving as it goes on. We see our own foilables in the mirror more clearly and judge others less harshly. Maybe it's just self justification, butas I see others struggle, I see myelf in them and I forgive and forget more deeply and with less drama.
i could write about IT, government compliance, and security issues, but OH MY HELL!!! Just shoot me if I start doing that, at least on this blog.
I could write about sex, after all, I'm having a bit of an uptick in that department. But my love life is "nice." There are no bruises, few toys, no whips, no +1s, no video, stills, or drawings. We try to get to be early, we snuggle kiss, copulate, laugh a little, and fall quickly asleep, it's nice, but hardly blog-worthy. Granted, the trampoline story was fun.
So what do I work on/ what do I write about? I'm not sure. Tomorros I'll have a FFF piece, i like the challenge of short fiction though I whould be working on my Christmas story, my dragon epic, or my musical, but when there is IM and skype and blogging and blogs, those tend to fall by the wayside.
So we'll see. Stick with me, i can't be happy for long, after all, i'm looking for a job and that means happiness can't last forever.
Have a wonderful Thursday, I'm going to.