Free Leaf

"Don't gain the world and lose your soul, wisdom is better than silver or gold..."

Location: Falls Church, Virginia, United States

I have a lot more questions than answers, but I just keep asking. I constantly want to leave, but somehow manage to stay. I am both perfectly happy and completely miserable because of it. I think I am misunderstood but that could just be a huge misunderstanding, either way I guess the best way to put it is, "I ain't often right, but I've never been wrong."


The Kindness of Strangers

For all the ranting that goes on in the blogosphere it is rare to read about a good moment. Especially one involving random people helping others, so here is a story from a good friend of mine who lives in NY.

You should know that this friend is tiny, she might not think so but she is, strong but tiny. And so the story goes like this, my tiny friend and her sister, who I don’t know but given genetics probably is pretty small also are going to buy a TV from someone they found on Craigslist. The sisters head out sometime in the early evening after work last night and arrive at the owners apartment, which just happens to be on the second floor. No elevators of course, and very narrow stairwells, but instead of the two of them having to carry the TV themselves the sellers husband carries it down the stairs for them and even waits for them to get a cab so he can put it in the cab when they leave. All in all, not terribly special since he was the one getting rid of the TV but when the girls got home they still had to get up to their apartment which would be pretty difficult. Except for the fact that a fire truck drove by and a couple of firemen offered to help them. Maybe it was because they are girls, or maybe it’s because New Yorkers like to seem tough but are really soft on the inside, kind of like Sabras. I don’t really know for sure but it was a good story and really what story involving firemen don’t girls like?

In Other News:

-- I think I might have found a place to live finally. I am definitely staying in the DC area for the remainder of the year and found an awesome house that I can move into in a few weeks.

-- It is definitely summer and besides the bugs, humidity and pollen covering my car it is pretty nice out.

-- Short weeks are awesome and I can’t wait for the weekend because we are going to see the Yankees v. Orioles at Camden Yards.


The Hills on MTV

Tomorrow night at 10 pm MTV is premiering the spin-off of Laguna Beach, The Hills. Now I am no fan of most MTV fare but I will be watching this show for one reason and one reason only. A friend of mine from college will be one of the featured characters (yes, they are characters) on the show. Here is a link to Brian's MTV bio:

Brian - The Hills.

If any Gators are reading this that wouldnt normally watch an MTV show I suggest checking it out to support one of your own. Or if you have nothing better to do just give the show a chance, I haven't gotten many details out of my friend but he has told me that he will get a lot of airtime which is good enough for me. So give it a shot.


My new car needs a name

It didn't take me very long to resolve my car issue. Thanks to a little help from my Grandpa, I was able to make a good decision and resolve my no car problem on Sunday. Now I just need to name my new ride. This will be my 4th car, the previous three were two boys and a girl, so I am not sure what the new one is yet, but I think I will figure it out in a few days. If you have a suggestion let me know.


Who needs a serious post.

Yesterday I had this very serious, heart felt post ready to go but couldn't finish it. Today instead of going back to it I give you this.

The Birthday Calculator
Check it out, its interesting if you are bored.
Here are my results:

Your date of conception was on or about 15 March 1980 which was a Saturday.

You were born on a Saturday
under the astrological sign Sagittarius.
Your Life path number is 9.

Life Path Compatibility:
You are most compatible with those with the Life Path numbers 3, 6 & 9.
You should get along well with those with the Life Path numbers 1 & 5.
You may or may not get along well with those with the Life Path numbers 2, 7 & 11.
You are least compatible with those with the Life Path numbers 4, 8 & 22.

The Julian calendar date of your birth is 2444579.5.
The golden number for 1980 is 5.
The epact number for 1980 is 13.
The year 1980 was a leap year.

Your birthday falls into the Chinese year beginning 2/16/1980 and ending 2/4/1981.
You were born in the Chinese year of the Monkey.

The date of Easter on your birth year was Sunday, 6 April 1980.
The date of Orthodox Easter on your birth year was Sunday, 6 April 1980.
The date of Ash Wednesday (the first day of Lent) on your birth year was Wednesday 20 February 1980.
The date of Whitsun (Pentecost Sunday) in the year of your birth was Sunday 25 May 1980.
The date of Whisuntide in the year of your birth was Sunday 1 June 1980.
The date of Rosh Hashanah in the year of your birth was Thursday, 11 September 1980.
The date of Passover in the year of your birth was Tuesday, 1 April 1980.
The date of Mardi Gras on your birth year was Tuesday 19 February 1980.

As of 5/26/2006 2:12:34 PM EDT
You are 25 years old.
You are 305 months old.
You are 1,329 weeks old.
You are 9,302 days old.
You are 223,262 hours old.
You are 13,395,732 minutes old.
You are 803,743,954 seconds old.

Your age is the equivalent of a dog that is 3.64070450097847 years old. (Life's just a big chewy bone for you!)

There are 194 days till your next birthday
on which your cake will have 26 candles.

Those 26 candles produce 26 BTUs,
or 6,552 calories of heat (that's only 6.5520 food Calories!) .
You can boil 2.97 US ounces of water with that many candles.

In 1980 there were approximately 3.6 million births in the US.
In 1980 the US population was approximately 226,545,805 people, 64.0 persons per square mile.
In 1980 in the US there were 2,406,708 marriages (10.6%) and 1,182,000 divorces (5.2%)
In 1980 in the US there were approximately 1,990,000 deaths (8.8 per 1000)
In the US a new person is born approximately every 8 seconds.
In the US one person dies approximately every 12 seconds.

Your birthstone is Blue Zircon
The Mystical properties of Blue Zircon

Zircon helps one be more at peace with oneself.
Some lists consider these stones to be your birthstone. (Birthstone lists come from Jewelers, Tibet, Ayurvedic Indian medicine, and other sources)
Blue Topaz, Ruby, Lapis Lazuli

Your birth tree is
Hornbeam, the good taste

Of cool beauty, cares for its looks and condition, good taste, tends to egoism, makes life as comfortable as possible, leads reasonable, disciplined life, looks for kindness, an emotional partner and acknowledgment, dreams of unusual lovers, is seldom happy with her feelings, mistrusts most people, is never sure of its decisions, very conscientious.

The moon's phase on the day you were
born was waning crescent.


I want 3 columns

Earlier this morning after reading a few other blogs, like I do everyday at work, I was inspired to write something. After about two paragraphs my ADD started kicking in and I started running through websites and after about an hour I just gave up on writing anything. Instead I started attempting to change my blog template. You will notice that the template is still the same because after working on it for about three hours and looking at the preview for the final time I went ahead and published it but I noticed that when I published I didnt like it at all. There was something wrong with the fonts and a problem with the comments that did not show up during the preview. So, until I figure out how to fix those problems I guess I will stick with my boring 2 column presentation. But, my mark my words I will have 3 columns, I deserve 3 columns, and I will make it happen.



I have a love/hate relationship with automobiles. I love them and they hate me. It’s pretty simple really, I got my first car when I was 16 and they have tormented me ever since. Sure there were some great moments and lots of road trips, good memories and the like, but at the end of the day my cars like to attack me and cause me mental and physical pain. Car by car I have had some good times and some really bad ones.

“The Beast” was my first car, a red JEEP Cherokee, the first day I had that car one of the hub bearings went and I immediately had to get it fixed. The water pump, heater, the roof carpeting and countless other things would go on that one. But it did treat me pretty well, it went on road trips all over Florida, I slept in that car, smoked in that car, and even ran over and into things in that car. The Beast treated me pretty well, until early in 2000 when fixing it again just didn’t make sense. So, I got my second car.

“Johnny” Blazer, a black Chevy Blazer that I fell in love with the second I saw it on the lot. I knew I would get it, just knew it, it was all black with dark tint, beige leather interior, everything I wanted at the time and it too treated me pretty well. Johnny, got me to Mardi Gras and countless other places, and of course was a second home at times. It did cause me the occasional headache and the air conditioning would have eventually gone out on me and been irreplaceable but Johnny decided suicide was a better option. That led to one day on my daily court run when Johnny took his own life by crashing into the nearest cheap Ford he could find. It was actually the driver of the Fords fault but I knew that’s how Johnny wanted to go. This leads me to my current car.

“Chera” Chevy, a white Chevy Blazer, a car I never loved, and at times have barely even liked. After Johnny was totaled I really did not want another SUV, it just didn’t seem right, but the options for cars at the time weren’t all that appealing either, so I ended up choosing a replacement under a false belief. I will not describe the falsehood that led to my choosing this car here but just know someone let me down big time. Anyway, Chera was an alright car, for most of the time she got me where I needed to go and didn’t cause me too many problems until recently. I had driven that car into upstate NY from FL and from DC to FL a bunch of times. But over the past year or so this car has had one problem after another, of course they really started to add up when the warranty ran out, and now the latest and last problem, my transmission needs to be replaced. Because it is just way too expensive to replace I will be looking for my 4th car soon. And I am not looking forward to it.

As with many things in my life I am torn between my wants and needs, between what I think is best and what would make me happiest. Cars to me are a huge symbol of freedom, its one of the most American things about me, I love driving and I love roads. I actually have favorite roads, and look forward to long periods alone on the highway. Someone once asked what some things I liked about America were and I think the third thing I said was that you could take I-10 from the Atlantic Ocean all the way to the Pacific. And now as I look for a new car I need to weigh my financial independence against my desire to have a car that I love. Because I just cant deal with crap from a car that I don’t like, and I am either going to have to get a cheap dependable car that I won’t love or a more expensive car that I will enjoy but might tighten my financial situation. Why do I always make things so hard to decide?


Brothers to the Bone

Have you ever had one of those relationships that never seem to change? The ones that survive all the crap that life throws at you and no matter what happens everything feels right in that friendship. I have one of those friendships between myself and my three closest friends. With them I have gotten to the point where just calling them your best friends is not even close to what they really are. They are my brothers, they are family and that is so much more than the word friend can ever hold. This weekend as all four us got together for the first time in a while to celebrate Scott’s Law School graduation it was apparent that no matter what changed in our lives the times we spend together will always have the exact same feel as it was when we first met. Friendships like these are a rare thing, most people are fortunate to have one such close friend; to have three is a blessing. It is sort of a miracle given that the four of us seem like polar opposites with so many differing interests.

My friends are an odd bunch to say the least but we work so well together and have so much history that I can only see the stories growing and the relationship getting stronger. Scott and I actually met in 4th grade, not that we became friends right away but I can say that I have known him since we were 9 yrs old. John became friends with Scott and I in 6th grade and I still don’t remember how it happened but by the end of that year we were all pretty much inseparable. Then in 7th grade we boged David away from his group and the rest is history. We spent the rest of middle and high school trying our best to cause as much trouble as we could without getting into any. And we were mostly successful, we all graduated and only served a little jail time between us, and while other friends have come and gone no others have really stuck the way we have. After high school Scott and I went to UF, David to UCF and John to NYU. It would seem that our friendships would fade and our college friends would replace the bonds we had formed, but it just never happened. Scott and I went our separate ways even on the same campus but no one ever compared to him, we formed our own networks and enjoyed college differently but we always came back to that old friendship because it always felt the same. John and David changed a lot, but we never lost our connection, Scott and I would drive down the turnpike for just about any major event that David was involved in at UCF whether it was his fraternity initiation or just a big party, we were there. And visiting John became a twice yearly excuse to party in NYC. Somehow, three of us ended up in DC, meaning I have only lived more than 20 miles away from Scott for about a year since I met him, and we know that is a coincidence that wont extend itself to John who fell in love with NY but at least he will only be a few hours and a couple of tolls away so that we can have those moments that seem to be locked in a time capsule more often.

So here’s to my brothers and all the friendships that are stronger than distance, time and change.


A cup of coffee shared with a friend is happiness tasted and time well spent.

Such wisdom from an anonymous person, I only wish coffee wasn’t my only friend. Actually, coffee isn’t my only friend, just the only one that I have mutual interests with. I used to have friends who liked to sit down for coffee with me, but we have all gone our separate ways. My coffee addiction goes way back, in high school my friend Jared and I used to spend nights with the local rednecks at the 24 Dunkin Donuts. There were also the times in 11th grade when Bena and I would leave AP English to go to Starbucks. And while I could sit down for coffee with anyone at anytime I don’t think I have any coffee friends, or music friends really, basically everyone who likes the things I do has moved to LA or San Diego. Actually the last time I remember sitting down with someone for coffee was in LA. Maybe I should take the hint, but until then I guess I will enjoy my coffee with one of my other favorite things to do, watch TV.

Some great season finales have aired over the past week with only a few more left. The end of the regular television season is usually really good and really disappointing. I am glad I have a few months of free nights that I wont have to worry about missing anything, but it also means I have said goodbye to some shows forever. One of those shows that never got a chance was Invasion, great show that really was better than Lost even though no one was watching. Stupid Lost fans running to their computers ruined everything. ABC as a whole was disappointing, they did not bring back a great show like Invasion but ordered 22 episodes of that crap What About Brian? over all horrible in my opinion, they also moved Grey’s Anatomy to Thursday when it could have killed on Monday night. The upfronts for the major networks have come out this week and going over the preliminary schedule I will not have nearly as much conflict as I did last season when my DVR was on overdrive. At this very early junction my schedule of shows looks like this:

Sunday – nothing

Monday – Heroes (new show that sounds cool, also the only new show I will be trying out)

Tuesday – Veronica Mars, House (Record one watch the other, two of the best actors on TV, Hugh Laurie and Kristen Bell)

Wednesday – Bones, One Tree Hill (I should be embarrassed with my CW heavy viewing but I can’t help it, I like those cheesy shows)

Thursday – Smallville, Grey’s Anatomy, OC (Watch Grey’s, record OC because everyone at work likes to talk about Grey’s)

Friday – Las Vegas, Numbers (Record both watch them when I get a chance)

Sunday looks like a huge void to me since I had gotten really comfortable watching Grey’s before starting another week of work. At least I will still have my old standard Cartoon Network to hold me over. Have you heard they are bringing back some new Futurama?


Fireworks in Tel Aviv

Last night French Company Groupe F launched the largest Fireworks show in Israeli history and possibly one of the biggest ever. Approximately 250,000 people gathered in Tel Aviv for the beautiful light show that lasted your standard firework display time of about 20 minutes. I read a couple of different reports on the event, two newspapers and one blog. When reading about these accounts it kind of reminded me of the fireworks displays here in the US. After being on the lawn by the Washington Monument for last years 4th of July celebration I could really relate to the crowds and traffic and overall hysteria that a large Fireworks display can cause. Reading one persons account of the night I could really feel the whole thing in my mind as if it were a parallel to the DC show. We took the metro into Downtown DC then walked a couple of blocks to get to the Mall, had to wait in long lines just to get on, eventually sneaking over through one of the museums before looking for a spot to claim as our own. There were refreshments stands and people all over the place. The show of course was really cool and then at the end there was the standard mass exodus with crowds of people walking all over the city and cars in bumper to bumper traffic.

So, obviously I have the experience of going to probably the USA’s largest fireworks display but it seems less exciting to me than the one that I did not get to experience first hand in Tel Aviv. And this is probably very American of me but everything in Israel seems to have more meaning. Even though it’s a pretty regular event here, I have gone to fireworks shows since I was little, yet I read about one in Tel Aviv and I am nostalgic as hell for it. Maybe it’s the falafel, I’m not really sure exactly, but I know that I am drawn to that place, obsessed with it even. So here I am stuck between two worlds, the one that has my family and every thing I have ever known and the place that has consumed me ever since the day I left. I think I am cursed to always be torn, because if I do finally answer the call of Israel then I ultimately leave behind a family that I know I will miss dearly. And for someone who is used to giving advice I could really use some thoughts on the subject. Because being torn in two is not fun and I really don’t know if I will ever feel whole.

It has to be obvious that I have a problem when a post about fireworks turns into a serious question about making aliyah.


Am I a good Vampire?

The title of the post is completely ridiculous, I know, but please keep reading, it might make sense.

I spend a good amount of time checking out other blogs and although I rarely post comments on most of them, they do sometimes inspire me to write something of my own. Today I was reading over on Jack’s Shack, a blog I just started to check out, and he had a post on Emotional Vampires. When writing about them he decidedly took the negative view of emotional vampires, as those who wish harm on others so they can live off their misery and pain. When reading that I began thinking of myself, I do not wish harm on others, nor do I enjoy their pain, but I too might be an Emotional Vampire. And here is why I don’t think it’s so bad, in the world of Vampires for every Lestat there should be a Louis or an Armand. While the analogy might not be exact, I think my point is that you do not have to be truly evil to live off the emotions of others, even their negative ones. You see, I consider myself a crutch or a shoulder or what have you to my friends and family, and I do not run from that role, I embrace it and revel in it. At times it makes me dark, others I feel ecstatic for helping someone through troubled emotional times. The thing is that I know that while I am not causing pain to others I do on occasion force it out of them so I can share it. That might sound sick and twisted, maybe even a little hard to understand but it is something that I have knowingly embraced for years. So, is it really so bad to be a vampire? Or is it possible that someone like this just might have good intentions?

Sidenote: This is not an attempt to compare myself to Brad Pitt, or take a shot at Tom Cruise, who is really evil, but could you blame me if it were?


Gmail is creeping me out

Alright, so it’s no secret that I work for a computer company and I am therefore privy to a lot of the newer things going on in the industry. Plus my company provides us with free downloads of a lot of the new software that comes out. For the most part this is great, I use Firefox and NotesBuddy and I am basically a well-rounded nerd. So I am not afraid to download the next best thing to make my computer life easier, especially since I am on one all day. But, I have gotten a little freaked out by Google, besides Google Earth and maps and now Google Trends I noticed something on my Gmail the other day that I think borders on invasion of my privacy. Yesterday I was exchanging emails with my friend Scott, congratulating him on his recent Law School graduation and discussing other such things like the girls on his little brothers MySpace pace (I am totally anti-MySpace, but that is another rant). Anyway, 4 or 5 emails into our exchange and we start talking about the imminent return of Futurama, the best animated show no one is watching, to Fox when I notice ads to the right of my email for Bender and Futurama merchandise. After noticing that, I start looking at my other emails and sure enough they all have the same results, whatever is being mentioned in the body of my emails is being pimped to me right there in my inbox. So, I dig a little deeper and read exactly Google is doing to me, and they make it seem innocent enough, but is it really? Here is what they say about it:

What's with the ads and related information in Gmail?

About Ads & Related Information

Want to know more about the ads and related pages delivered by Gmail? Glad you asked!

Ads in Gmail are placed in the same way that ads are placed alongside Google search results and, through the Google AdSense program, on content pages across the web. The goal is to provide users with helpful ads, links and content relevant to their specific interests.

Gmail is a technology-based program. Advertising and related information are shown using a completely automated process. Ads are selected for relevance and served by Google computers using the same contextual advertising technology that powers our AdSense program. This technology enables Google to target dynamically changing content such as email or daily news stories.

No humans will read the content of your email in order to target such advertisements or related information. Because the ads and related pages are matched to information that is of interest to you, we hope you'll find them relevant and useful.

Your Privacy

Google does not and will never rent, sell or share information that personally identifies you for marketing purposes without your express permission. No email content or other personally identifiable information will be provided to advertisers.

Privacy is an issue we take very seriously. Only ads classified as Family-Safe are distributed through our content network and to your Gmail inbox. For example, Google would block certain ads from running next to an email about catastrophic news.

If you'd like to know more about how Google handles your Gmail information, please read our Gmail Privacy Policy.

Should all that make me feel better or worse? OK, so I don’t feel great about it but I like Gmail a lot more than AOL, so I guess I can deal with the invasion of privacy to an extent. I will just use this as another reminder to keep my controversial thoughts and ideas off the internet. You never know, I could have a future in politics and I don’t want to have anything someone can easily dig up.


This is the time for Baseball

Yesterday, sandwiched between two dark, rainy and cold days, was beautiful in the DC area. When its like that on a Wednesday and I am stuck inside I usually hate it, but yesterday it got me excited. Excited, not for the heat and humidity of the DC summer, certainly not for the beach since I hardly ever get there anymore, but for baseball. With two teams within 45 minutes of my front door this summer will be about two things, baseball and barbecues. I already have plans to see the Yankees vs. the Orioles at Camden Yards next month and I am looking into tickets for games at RFK to see the Nationals play. I know there aren't many people who love baseball or follow the sport but everyone can enjoy a day at the ballpark, its one of the most identifiable events in American life. I still remember all my first sporting moments, a Minnesota Twins game with my uncle in the late 80s, a Dolphins pre-season game with my cousins around the same time, the Miami Hurricanes playing basketball at the Miami arena in my teens and of course I remember the first time I was in the Swamp and the ODome, the first in High School and second as a freshman in college.

Since those humble beginnings there have been many more games and lots of memories, some of the more recent ones are a little fuzzy from the tailgates. But I do remember a lot, I have been to football games in Miami (the Orange Bowl and Joe Robbie), the Swamp, the Citrus Bowl, Death Valley, Bryant-Denny, the World's Largest Cocktail Party, and to a Redskins game at FedEx Field. I have been to baseball games in Minnesota, Miami, Tampa, Baltimore and New York. I have seen the Wizards, Heat and Magic play basketball and even sat on the field for a World Cup qualifying match. For me it really doesn't get much better than watching sports live with friends and beer and hot dogs.

So, this summer I will leave work a couple hours early once in a while to catch a game, or wake up early on a Sunday morning to eat breakfast in a parking lot. All in the pursuit of memories that unite my past and my present, memories that aren't tarnished by outside influences, politics and hate. For a few hours every once in a while we get to escape and live truly enjoyable moments watching men play with sticks and balls. And nothing Barry Bonds could ever do will ruin that for me, no congressional hearings or suspensions or anything will tarnish baseball for me. Because no matter who holds the records at the end of the day, Babe Ruth is still baseball and baseball is still America's Pastime.

Here is an article from Bill Plaschke of the LA Times discussing Bonds breaking Ruths record.

If that doesn't work you can also read it from Jpost.

Now if you live anywhere near a baseball stadium get there, no matter what is going on in the world a $10 hot dog and beer combo will make everything seem ok for at least a little while. Get a Super Pretzel too, while you are at it, or maybe some peanuts and cracker jacks, or cotton candy. Wow, maybe its not the game so much as the food I love? No, I love baseball for itself, I like the State Fair for the food.


The Nature of the Beast

I haven’t written anything in a while, not that I didn’t have anything to say but I have been getting used to a new schedule. No, I did not get a new job or move to a new city, or do anything really dramatic. But, in the world of consulting schedules and locations and life changes frequently, it is the nature of the beast so to speak. And while I have talked about what I did for most of the past year (Here) I never really explained what its like to be a consultant. I usually don’t talk about it because, like my love life, it’s boring (Intentionally self-deprecating humor). Anyway, I figure since I try to explain this to people a lot and they just don’t get it I will try here one time only and hope that nothing I say will affect my clearance (Clearances get you the cool projects that you cant talk about) application.

If you look up the job category of consultant on monster or hotjobs or careerbuilder you will find a ton of jobs that are in the IT industry, basically a bunch of jobs that should be filled by engineers or people who majored in business with heavy computer skills and backgrounds. I am not one of those consultants, although they are trying to make one out of me. In my line of work there are two kinds of consultants, technical and functional, us functional folks are supposed to handle more of the business aspects of consulting. The work we do is pretty much like any business, we run meetings and create forecasts and schedules and deal with clients. But we also deal with large teams within our company, a lot of times being a functional consultant makes you a liaison between your client and the technical team (the guys who do all the hard work). For me this is great, dealing with people is easy most of the time, now I do have to learn about the work that is done by our technical teams and I do take some technical training but I try to know just enough to never have to do any of that work myself. Ideally, the work I do here will either put me on a path to being a corporate trainer or into some sort of project management role but those are both a ways off. Regardless of the differences between functional and technical there is one common nature between all consultants; nothing is static.

We move from client to client over and over constantly changing roles and locations and even hours. We don’t make more money for ourselves by switching clients, although we can make the company more money. And in the end all that really matters is that you are bringing in money for the company, that’s why our number one goal is to have a certain percentage of billable hours. In some ways it’s similar to the way a lawyer bills by hours but I am not sure if lawyers have three managers like we do, with one whose soul job is to find us projects to work on. And when you aren’t on a billable project, you are sitting “on the bench” or “on the beach” depending on how you want to look at it. But that is frowned upon and you have people within the company, who bother you constantly about your status, that force you to work on proposals so that we can get more work and get you off the bench. I do feel somehow fortunate that I work within the confines of public sector consulting, which allows for a little more stability than the commercial sector, when the government is your client you can find projects that last years unlike the months that max out a commercial job. In the few years that I have lived and worked in the DC area I have worked on internal projects (non-billable that will hopefully lead to proposals), proposals (the life-line of a consulting firm) and two projects (started my second one this week). All of them have had me working out of different locations, sometimes just a different floor in a building and sometimes from bed, doing completely different tasks and taking completely different hours, even within my new project the hours I have this week will not be the hours I keep next week. Luckily, I am on a 40 hour cap and I won’t call it a day any later than 6 or earlier than 4. Now I just need to get used to getting dressed everyday and things should be ok.



Seems like just when I am on the verge of completely crashing I somehow find a way to keep pushing and I actually end up exceeding the abilities of the things around me, in this case my computer. In under two years I have killed the hard drive, thankfully the guys in the tech office only took one day to get it working again, but it will be a bitch getting the computer back to the way I like it. As for me, I think I will crash myself this weekend. After my vacation and getting back late Sunday night I have been going non stop at work, including a couple of very early mornings and a few late nights. Cinco de Mayo will be a hard day to pass up but if I end up working late again, which is very possible the way this week is going, then I will pass. And the truth is I really don’t care to be going around wishing people a happy Cinco de Mayo on Friday afternoon, what I want to be doing is walking down the street saying Shabbat Shalom to complete strangers and knowing they will say it back. And as much as I may want that I think it will have to wait a while, so until then I think I will just crash.


Bear Graduates

As I have said before and will say again, I am very proud of my sister and this past weekend I got to see her graduate. It didn’t matter that she went to the all girls’ school in Tallahassee or that their football team doesn’t belong on the field with mine. She graduated in 4 years, a semester faster than I did, and will now be embarking on that lovely post-graduate journey that is a lot different than the one she just finished. The education doesn’t end but Tuesday night specials and $1 drinks are going to be hard to come by. All I will say for now is that I am very proud of my little sister for making it through and joining the 1% of the world’s population with a college degree (a horribly low percentage that I need to look at more) and wherever she ends up and whatever she decides to do with her degree I will support her in anyway I can. If that means moving to Cali or NY or London, go for it, you know I won’t be far behind. Here are some great quotes I found about graduating, one from your keynote speaker, Tom Brokaw:

You are educated. Your certification is in your degree. You may think of it as the ticket to the good life. Let me ask you to think of an alternative. Think of it as your ticket to change the world. ~Tom Brokaw

“You have brains in your head. You have feet in your shoes. You can steer yourself in any direction you choose. You're on your own. And you know what you know. You are the guy who'll decide where to go.” ~Dr. Seuss

“Go confidently in the direction of your dreams. Live the life you have imagined.” ~Henry David Thoreau

And finally, remember that even though school is over and you have a degree your education does not have to stop. If anything you can finally learn things for the enjoyment of learning instead of having the pressure of learning for a grade. I love you bear, congrats.