Instinct

Do you trust your instincts?

Daily writing prompt

Back in the ’90’s I was in an all original music rock band and we had a song called “Instinct“. Does that have any bearing on any of this crap? No. No, it does not.

Do I trust my instincts? Hell no, I do not. I guess I don’t entirely mistrust them either, but generally speaking the first thought I have after responding to a gut feeling is something along the lines of, that was probably a mistake.

As an analyst type of guy who loves statistics, I wish I had some numbers on how often instinct is accurate vs inaccurate. I expect that it is more accurate than not, but who knows.

While I often doubt myself, when I have one of those feelings and share it with someone else, if the other people doubt me I get pissed and stand by my feelings in a nearly militant fashion. Does that make sense? No, no it does not.

I guess I am just kinda screwy that way. I can doubt me, but you can’t. Ugh, what a nut job.

Trust to your instinct
If it’s safely restrained
Lightning reactions
Must be carefully trained
Heat of the moment
Curse of the young
Spit out your anger
Don’t swallow your tongue

Written by Neil Peart, Performed by Rush

So Tired

I’m exhausted. My last few nights sleeps have been short and bad. I’m going to try going to sleep an hour-plus earlier than normal in the hopes of better results.

Think it will work?

I’d create a poll so readers can choose yes or no but I’m too tired… and way too lazy.

Sweet dreams, oh my gentle readers and only friends.

Good Morning

I got up early this morning because it’s an in the office morning (hopefully not a full day, that would be tomorrow) and I needed to get all of my morning routine stuff done extra early.

When I got out of bed I saw this scene. This pic was taken with the iPhone’s low light mode, which is why it looks a little funky colored. The only light in the room was far away and purple.

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I got a second shot a few minutes later when Jen got up and turned on the bathroom light.

If that doesn’t make your heart feel all warm and fuzzy early on a Tuesday morning then nothing will. I’m 80-something miles away from home now. Hopefully I’ll get to go home at lunch time and finish the work day there. Tomorrow is the official work-in-the-office day, so I’ll be there for the full day. Let’s see how it goes.

My Favorite Month

What’s your favorite month of the year? Why?

Daily writing prompt

This one is easy for me. I am a summer kinda guy. Spring is nice, fall is okay, winter is an asshole. Summer? Summer is the man. Therefore my favorite month of the year is a summer month. It could really be any of them, but I am going to go with July. Why?

Summer starts in June and June is great. Summer ends in September so September is kind of a jerk. August is great, but while summer doesn’t end in that month, it sort of does. Summer vacation for the kids ends in August so that’s a bummer. Also, the weather often starts cooling off by the end, so that’s depressing. Worst of all is just the knowledge that the good times are about to end. It’s just sad on an existential level.

That leaves July. Also, July has a big summer holiday here in the United States. Independence Day is July 4th. We celebrate with cookouts and family and by just embracing the wonderfulness that is the summer time. I love it. Those are the reasons why July is my favorite month.

How about a couple of honorable mentions. June and August are obviously favorites thanks to the weather. February is another favorite, despite the freezing cold and constant threat of snow. My step son and my wife both have birthdays in February. One of my nephews does too. May is notable too as my step daughter’s birthday is in May. Mine is too, but I’m old so who cares. October is also notable because about 400 of my relatives were born in October.

So there you have it. My favorite month is July. Now that you know that, you can get on with your day. Have a good Tuesday, everyone.

Post Covid Hockey

A couple of nights ago I went to a concert for the first time since Covid came around. I knew I was missing live music after four years or so, but I wasn’t really aware of how much I was missing it.

So now what?

How about hockey? I’m watching the Bruins play Tampa Bay right now (tied at one in the first period). When was the last time I went to a hockey game? My Flickr account tells me I went to a Bruins game in February 2016. Was that the last time? It might be, I am not sure.

We are going to a game next month at my step kids’ school. Should I try to go to a UMass Lowell game before then? I hope I will be feeling the same sort of I-can’t-believe-how-much-I-missed-this feeling that I got on Saturday at the Letters to Cleo show.

I miss our pre-Covid world.