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Tuesday, November 09, 2004
This is a milestone. This is my 100th posting. I thought that there would be more by now. I talk all the time, tell people what to do and when to do it, write it out for them, send them detailed instructions, have opinions, strong opinions sometimes, do standup, tell jokes, see movies and talk about them all the time, have conversations with my wife, her relatives, have in-laws, have family, some more likeable than others, have a dog, and two cats. I should have more stuff on here. But, I don't. I lack the discipline to get on this thing and write every day. Actually, just writing more often would be nice. So, like I have said before, I'll get at it, make that effort to write. I will work on the discipline. I read an article about retirement the other day. The message was that some people plan for their financial life when they retire, but few actually plan how they will live when they retire, what they will do, where they will go, who they will see. I am actively planning for my retirement, have a 401k and all that, read magazines and articles on what to do with it when it's time. I admit now that the dream of sitting and writing for hours at a time sounds wonderful to me. I will incorporate that into my dream from this day on. See, there is something good to come out of sending 100 posts to a silly blog. So, happy anniversary to me. This blog has changed from what it used to be, when it was The Cure ( and that is still the url). I have another blog now, logblog, and I kind of use the two to express two sides of my personality, my yin and yang. This one gets the posts about people I hate who should be wiped off the planet. The other gets cute pictures of the dog. The other has descriptions of my beach trip. This one once had pictures of my radiation burn. So one would expect that a congratulatory note to myself would be on the other. Ah, but this is my favorite. This is the one where I can vent. This is the one where I can plot to kill someone over a garage door opener that they don't like. This is the one where I can make fun of people who have to take it because it's my place, and they don't have a voice. This is the one where depressed thoughts come out, dark things. But it's not all vitrolic. This is the place where I need to be honest. This is where I started, sitting, staring at a blank screen, waiting on words, and realizing that it's my place, and no one else can touch it. This is where the benchmarks need to be recognized. I bet I get to 200 much faster.
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