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Haiku for You #183
Today’s haiku for you is brought to you by tomorrow morning’s schedule.
See the eye doctor,
Four eyes are better than two.
Time for new glasses.
Topics?
Translating today’s prompt from Jetpack to Robert-speak it is asking me to write about what I like to write about in my personal blog/journal/brain dropping target. I thought I had an About Me page around here somewhere that served that purpose for me. Whatever, I feel a bullet list coming on…
What topics do I like to discuss?
- My wife, Jen
- My step kids, Bellana and Harry
- All things family
- Music
- Playing music
- Writing music
- All things related to playing in a band
- Listening to music
- Arguing about music (I am a grade A music snob and I am always right)
- Recording music
- All things related to musical instruments and gear
- Leaving the house to go and listen to live music (which doesn’t happen often anymore because I am old and go to bed early)
- Sports
- Hockey, both NHL and minor leagues and sometimes even NCAA
- Baseball, both major and minor leagues
- Travel
- Stressing about money and how we don’t have enough for what we want to do with our lives but still try to find a way if we can
- Weight loss surgery recovery and all the gross stomach issues that go along with it that are 100% worth the struggle
- Working as a programmer for a software company that develops systems for hospitals
- Photography
- Digital photography
- Film photography
- Cell phone photography
- Bad haiku that are likely viscously insulting to the actual artists who write real haiku
- Technology
- Being a total Apple fanboy
- Social media and how it is both an obsession and infuriatingly awful
- Politics
- How the maga cult is the new nazi party and how that fascist pile of orange goo is literally evil
- Cats
Yeah, that seems like a good, short list of topics I like to talk about on this cute little bloggie page. Hopefully you, dear readers, are into reading weird, middle aged people from New England who like to write insipid crap about some of these topics, and hopefully I don’t make you wait too long before hitting something you are particularly interested in.
Haiku for You #182
I mentioned something earlier about this week feeling like a super long week. Now I reiterate in haiku for you form.
Longest week ever
Thursday’s coming to an end
One more day to go
How is Today Not Friday?
My teeny tiny little pipsqueak of a brain is 100% convinced that today is Friday and it will not hear any arguments to the contrary.
How is today not Friday?
It feels like Friday. It’s been the longest week ever. I have had so much to do at work and after work and before work and around work and in between work and all of that. I feel like I’ve done three weeks worth of work this week, so how is today not Friday?
But it’s not Friday. It is Thursday. That’s going to make today difficult. I keep getting excited about the weekend’s imminent arrival and then I realize we have to get through a whole additional business day after we get through today. No. It can’t be Thursday today. It has to be Friday. It must be Friday!
How is today not Friday?
Yet Another Question About Risks
Okay folks… let’s change the subject. I’m tired of sharing stories about past risks. Enough.
You take a chance getting up in the morning, crossing the street, or sticking your face in a fan.
Frank Drebin: The Naked Gun
Last night I took a risk. I was in Foxborough and I needed to drive home to Methuen. It was 9:00pm. There should not have been any traffic. I had three choices for the drive home. 95 South to 495 North to 93 North, 95 North to 128 North to 93 North, or 95 North to 93 North. The last option includes driving through Boston. At normal times of day that would be the last option I would ever take. Boston is a traffic nightmare. At rush hour I would take the route 495 option. It’s by far the longest, but by far the less likely to have an ugly traffic jam so the time on the road isn’t so bad. More often than not I would take the route 128 option. It can have some nasty traffic in places but it’s way better than going through the city.
Last night it was hours after rush hour. It was pretty late at night. Boston should not have been a problem. Even though I almost never choose to go through Boston, that was the option I picked…
and I got stuck in construction traffic that added half an hour onto my drive. Instead of getting home at 10:00pm, I got home at 10:30.
MuthaPussBucket!
It was a risk… and it bit me on the ass. Stupid risk.
Now, can we stop having daily writing prompts asking about taking risks for a while? It’s repetitive and it’s getting BORING.
Thank you, good night.
No Score After One Period
The Bruins and the Maple Leafs are scoreless after one period in game three of their first round series.
Unrelated, this restaurant has the same plates that Jen bought when we redid the kitchen. Amazing!
Patriot Place
The closest I’ve ever been to Gillette Stadium.
No Regrets
There are a few I could use for this prompt. Mostly things that I have talked about at length in other prompts. I am at work right now and have a ton of things going on, so I will be brief today. You won’t have to dig far back to find more details, I don’t think.
Was getting married a risk? Do people see marriage as a risk? What about proposing? I ask because my gut tells me that will be a common topic of discussion today, but for me it is not. Getting married was not something I saw as a risk, it was something I saw as destiny. I wanted it so bad that I never saw it as something to be nervous about. It was something I couldn’t not do, know what I mean? It’s been almost 15 years since we said, “I do” to each other and it’s still far and away the best thing I have done. I could never claim it was a risk. Nothing could be further from the truth.
So what do I write about then? It has to be my college experience. Or should I say experiences. I started college in the Fall of 1989 as a music student with a focus in sound recording. I dropped out after the Fall 1991 semester. That was a risk. I still view that as much one huge failure in my life. It turned out to be the right move, but it’s still a massive fail.
In October 1992 I went to a tech school in Boston that doesn’t exist anymore and did a one year program studying sound recording. I graduated with excellent grades but struggled to find work afterwards. Going to that school probably counts as a risk, but it’s a low risk. I didn’t have much of a shot at success. Not due to the school, but due to my personality. On some level I probably knew all along that I was just stalling to keep the real world at bay for a year. I ended up doing warehouse work and being pretty miserable.
In the Fall of 1997 I went back to school. That was the biggest risk. I had a job. I was doing poorly but sort of getting by. Going back to school full time at the age of 26 was a tough choice but I was hopeful that it would pay off. It took a while to graduate, including changing schools once, but I did and I got a job and I started a career that I like and then I met a girl on myspace and she was amazing and you know the rest based on what I wrote a few paragraphs back.
So stopping what passed for my life in my mid-20’s and starting over was a major risk for me, but it is one that I don’t regret at all. I am very happy with the way things turned out.
Haiku for You #181
Good nights sleep last night
So why am I so tired?
My brain is broken?


