New office chair assembly: Complete.

New office chair assembly: Complete.

Is there an age or year of your life you would re-live?
Daily writing prompt
This is one of those difficult questions that requires a little too much self-examination. A little more than I am willing to do at 6:39am on a Saturday morning at least.
A year I would re-live… The answer, of course, is none of them. It is also all of them. The catch is that I would re-live them all only if I could do so without changing anything. There was a time in my past when I wanted to go back and change everything, especially myself. I was basically cripplingly shy and afraid of everything. Socially speaking I was useless and romantically… well, that was literally non-existent.
Then in April of 2007 I went on a first date with someone remarkable. On some strange subconscious level I sort of said fuck it and got over all of my hangups and some how, magically, that first date turned into my first relationship which then turned into my marriage. At that point it occurred to me that all of the problems I dealt with before April 2007 were just steps on the path that lead me to the place… to the me… that I needed to be. Those experiences made me someone that Jen could find value in. Someone that Jen could fall in love with and marry and allow to be a step father to her two children.
That is why I don’t want to re-live even a single day, because doing so runs the risk of changing the eventual outcome. That is literally the last thing in the universe that I would ever want. I wouldn’t mind observing the me that I used to be, but I wouldn’t want to do so in a way that would affect any decisions I had ever made. I would especially like to re-observe everything post April 2007 as that would allow me to see myself becoming that one thing I had always believed I would never be… happy. That’s a movie I wouldn’t mind seeing.
So the short answer to what year or age would I want to re-live is none. As hard as it is to believe, I think I got it right on the first try. I mean, how weird is that?
Welcome to the Artificial Intelligence Haiku for You…
A.I. is people.
Skynet is still not a thing.
Everyone calm down.
I asked Google Bard to write a haiku about how artificial intelligence is nothing to be afraid of. Here’s what it came up with:
Artificial friend,
Not to be feared or dreaded,
Just helping humans.
We’ll see, Google Bard… we’ll see.
What historical event fascinates you the most?
Daily writing prompt
I’ve always been a history nerd. There are so many things I would like to go back and witness. Today’s response to the daily writing prompt is going to be a list of things I would go back to see if I could time travel. It’s important to state the rules of time travel though. In my case I would follow the Quantum Leap rules, only not the way Sam did it. I would be Al. Al didn’t actually time travel, he was just able to see what Sam was seeing. He could not interact with anything. He had no affect, and nothing effected him*. He was just a witness. That’s how I want to time travel. I don’t want to step on the wrong bug and change things, you know? Safety first.
So what events would I witness? What are the most fascinating historical events?
Unfortunately I need to start my morning routine now so I will cut this post off here. I might add an addendum later as more things come to me, or maybe I’ll just add a second post. This will do for now though.
*Did I use effect and affect correctly? I would look it up to make sure, but I am way too lazy right now. Let’s just assume I got it right.
Today’s daily (sort of at least) haiku for you is brought to you by some baseball game that was played last night.
The World Series Champs,
The first one for the franchise.
Job well done, Rangers.
What’s something you believe everyone should know.
Daily writing prompt
Anyone else catch the grammar error in the daily prompt today? Has there been an error like this in every question?
Here are a few things that everyone should know:
Wait… that isn’t it… that’s a line from the Clive Barker movie Nightbreed.
So what was I going to write about?
Oh yeah, now I remember.
Here is a definitive truth that everyone should know…
Fascism is bad. Like… not a little bad, or sort of bad, but absolutely evil and very, very bad. Dig? Nazis are bad. Fascists are bad. Fascist collaborators are bad. Fascist sympathizers are bad. The entire free world once banded together to remove fascism from civilization. That was good. Destroying fascist states and fascist people is good.
It is really very simple. You can all understand it, right? If you start thinking that maybe that hitler guy had some good ideas, then you need to understand that those ideas were not good, they were bad. Also, it probably means that on a core level you are bad as well.
Stop being fascists.
Okay, here is a bonus based on a few responses to this question that I have read this morning.
Twelve people have walked on The Moon. They were all Americans.
If you have decided that these 12 people did not walk on The Moon then I suggest you get your head out of your ass and grow the fuck up.
Thank you, good night.
Today’s sort of daily haiku for you is brought to you by that hybrid work post I put up earlier today. I’m not complaining, really. It’s just…..
We are productive.
We don’t need a second day.
One day is enough.
We had an announcement at work today. Starting in March our hybrid work environment is going to be slightly less than the current hybrid. Something like that, at least.
We’re going from four days at home and one day in the office each week to three days at home and two days in the office.
None of us are happy. We’ve been seeing the writing on the wall for a while, but now that the announcement has been made, it’s a huge bummer. We have plenty of time to work out the details (I’m thankful for that, at least) but I would much rather not have to deal with it. If it were up to me we’d be 100% remote.
Oh well.
What does it mean to be a kid at heart?
Daily writing prompt
I have no idea how to answer this. I’ll throw out a couple of theories and then see how our faux friend Google Bard defines it.
So now let’s ask Google Bard what it means. The answer can’t be any dumber than the ones I’ve vomited up, can it?
To be a kid at heart means to have a youthful spirit and outlook on life. It means finding joy in simple things, being curious and adventurous, and having a sense of wonder. It also means being playful, forgiving, and optimistic.
Here are some specific characteristics of a person who is a kid at heart:
- They enjoy simple things, like playing games, spending time in nature, or reading a good book.
- They are curious and always learning. They love to ask questions and explore new things.
- They have a sense of wonder and are always amazed by the world around them.
- They are playful and enjoy having fun. They are not afraid to be silly or let loose.
- They are forgiving and quick to move on from mistakes.
- They are optimistic and believe in the good in people.
Being a kid at heart is a positive trait. It means that you are able to enjoy life and find happiness in the little things. It also means that you are open to new experiences and learning new things. If you are a kid at heart, you are likely to have a lot of friends and be well-liked by others.
Here are some ways to embrace your inner child and be more kid at heart:
- Spend time with children. Let them teach you how to have fun and see the world in a new way.
- Do things that make you happy and bring you joy. This could include anything from playing your favorite sport to reading a good book to spending time in nature.
- Be curious and ask questions. Don’t be afraid to learn new things.
- Be playful and don’t take yourself too seriously. Let yourself be silly and have fun.
- Be forgiving and let go of grudges. Don’t dwell on the past.
- Be optimistic and believe in the good in people.
Being a kid at heart is a great way to live a happy and fulfilling life. So embrace your inner child and have fun!
Google Bard
Yeah, that definition makes sense. It’s also no dumber than any of the crap I came up with. I think this will do.
This one is super random but it’s something that’s going through my head so I am going to share it like the oversharing doofus that I am, run on sentences and all.
Hats. Should I have a go-to hat look? I have been a baseball hat guy since I was seven years old. Unfortunately as an adult I have a SUPER large head and it is hard to get baseball hats that fit. Those one-size-fits-all bastards? Not even close. Liars. I found a store that sells sized, licensed baseball hats (actually, I think Jen found the store) so I have a Red Sox hat that fits, though it feels a smidge too big post-weight loss surgery. I think my skull might have lost a little weight along with the rest of me.
Anyway…
We were watching The Gilded Age on whatever streaming service it’s running on… Max, maybe? Whatever, it takes place in the 1880s or 1890s and all of the men wear top hats. I asked Jen if I should wear a hat like that. She said yes. I think she was kidding. It got me thinking though… should I be a hat guy? Should I have a hat look? Maybe like a bowler hat like the characters in A Clockwork Orange? What about an Irish Scully Cap? My red hair makes that a pretty obvious choice, doesn’t it? What other types of hats are there? Not a cowboy hat, screw that redneck noise.
Is this something I should research? Is this something that I should make happen? With Jen’s approval of course. I don’t want to decide on a look that she wouldn’t like. The idea, as with all things, is to impress her and make her want to keep me around. You know how it is.
Thoughts?