Send now I have the ability to blog from my phone. I suppose I always had the ability if I wanted to type long enough. But I'm actually dictating all of these words right now. True, Not exactly convenient when traveling by bus or train. But another way to get my thoughts out when I don't really want to be tapping the wrong buttons on a touch screen.
Wednesday, November 28, 2012
Friday, November 23, 2012
Registration & Check-In
Time for my driver's license renewal. It's amazing to me that in over 20 years of driving, I've never had to re-take the written test. Even more surprising to me this time around because it's the first time to renew the license since my DUI back in December 2004. I guess I shouldn't be too surprised. Bottom line is that they wouldn't be able to process EVERY single driver in the state. Wait times are already long if you can't (or don't) schedule and appointment online. They would increase to a crippling degree if written & drive test had to be administered to all of use. Bureaucracy. Consequently.... bad driving/drivers remain and everyone driving has no real incentive to correct their behaviors.
And really... in life... unless one has an internal drive or the consequences of laws, what incentive is there to change? Some might say for the approval of others in their life. Then it's not an internal drive. The impetus then is the approval of "whoever."
And really... in life... unless one has an internal drive or the consequences of laws, what incentive is there to change? Some might say for the approval of others in their life. Then it's not an internal drive. The impetus then is the approval of "whoever."
Sunday, November 04, 2012
If The Train Must Jump The Tracks
For a long time after I graduated from high school, I believed that I wasn't living the life I was supposed to have. I believed that the "right" life would get "back on track" soon enough... and when it didn't, I found that I had begun the trappings of every good consumer's lifestyle. New car, credit cards, eating out and the corporate job to pay for it all. My soul deteriorated as the right tracks could no longer be seen and the idea just a dream from some storybook life I once knew. Like childhood.
I've been reviewing these journal entries of mine. Not just the online portion, but the thousands of pages written in my horrid script. There are recurring thoughts about family dating back to childhood. What I have never been able to really accept is that part of the idea of what my "family" was (or perhaps only what I thought it should be) died with grandma. I've expected it to "revive" somehow over the years and it just never does. It just doesn't.
I have found my idea of family in so many other places along the way in life. I understand those song lyrics she used to listen to so loudly now. Oh legacies. oh indeed.
I've been reviewing these journal entries of mine. Not just the online portion, but the thousands of pages written in my horrid script. There are recurring thoughts about family dating back to childhood. What I have never been able to really accept is that part of the idea of what my "family" was (or perhaps only what I thought it should be) died with grandma. I've expected it to "revive" somehow over the years and it just never does. It just doesn't.
I have found my idea of family in so many other places along the way in life. I understand those song lyrics she used to listen to so loudly now. Oh legacies. oh indeed.
