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Good day until I binged at the end of the night after watching Max and Theo alone for a few hours.
calories consumed: 4039
calories burned: Â 1195
It is so strange to drive through all the tiny little coal towns that dot NEPA. A lot of them are kind of cute, but very run down. Somebody should start a coal town train tour.
I think they’re generally a pretty good thing, with some reservations, but all told I simply do not enjoy watching the olympics. Â Just sayin’.
It snowed and snowed, really only about 24 hours but it was a lot of snow. Â We had a chance to take Max out and walk around. Â He took to it quite well, he seemed pretty serene and just kind of shocked. Â Downside is that we are essentially trapped because its now 36 hours in and the roads are undrivable in our little Saturn. Â Fortunately we didn’t lose our electricity. Â Wild times.
Suddenly it’s the end of January and I’ve been sick for two weeks. Â I can’t believe how quickly the time has gone but oh well. Â Max is resting and the illness is subsiding, so that is all for now.
Finished up some work at home today as the pneumonia is still freaking out the people around me.
Remember this?Â Still stands:
Yes its absurd. Yes its cliched. Blah blah blah. I’m going out on a rickety limb to say that I love Valentine’s Day. I look forward to it. I love trying to find the right thing and I love sharing it with my lady. Yes its just another in a long line of strategically placed hallmark holidays, but so what? Everyone says why should you only use one day a year to show someone you love them, but they’re missing the point. As I see it, the point is this: Yes, you should cherish every moment of every day, but how about once a year you take a day and really celebrate that love! Give it a little something extra (and I don’t mean good and services, though they’re nice too)! Share it with the world! Sure not everyone has someone to share it with, but that doesn’t mean they can’t enjoy it themselves. Take a day, treat yourself! One day out of the whole year to celebrate the awesomeness of our animal, emotional selves is not so bad. Its something we are truly blessed with. The capacity to love, and to share that love with others- Its what makes us, well, us. I see all the crassness and I see all the lameness, but I choose to embrace it, and make it my own, and enjoy this one day where we get to recognize the very best part of our nature.
I’ll be on the Podcasting/Vlogging for Money Show (hosted By John C. Havens of About.com) this Wednesday, December 6 at 10:00PM EST.Â Teamforcers would do well to participate in this through Talkshoe‘s software or telephone interface.Â Other guests include Chris Brogan and Justin Kownacki.
It’s the age old question of “Art versus Commerce,” or “Craft or Cash.”Â If you podcast/videocast/create new media, should you be entitled to get paid for what you do?Â If so, how can you monetize successfully while not turning off your audience?
Because it’s through Talkshoe, it’s actually a live program that gets podcasted at a later date.
I electrocuted myself this morning! It REALLY hurt!
I’ve been working on a paper for my Information Policy class for the better part of two days now. Before I actually got into the writing part, I actually read up on what I wanted to write about quite a bit- a rare thing. Problem is, I cannot focus on writing more than a paragraph a time. I have never taken notes in my life, nor have I ever highlighted a page. I’m trying to pull all this information together and I just can’t do it. I will instead go to Fark a few hundred more times before I type in a few more words. Granted, the paper is due on Thursday and most likely I will finish it around 4am Thursday morning, but why can’t I just focus and punch this thing out? Why do I need to hit that deadline before I get to work? I have always been this way, and I feel like I’m getting worse, but probably, I’m just the same as I’ve always been- lazy, unable to focus. Or is it that my constant nearness to computers has finally shifted the way I work, to such a degree that I can’t sit on one thing for more than a few milliseconds? I know I’ll get it done, but I really want to do it right. But the wanting is apparently not enough. And if it isn’t, what could be?
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