Do I Take a Chance?

I will be traveling to New England this September.  I am attending a 3 day conference for work, plus visiting a non-competing peer company to see just how its controller does things.  Since travel is being provided by my company, as are three night's accommodations, I've decided to stretch the trip out for another week and do some touring.  I've wanted to hike in Acadia National Park and I'd like to spend at least a day or two in New York City which I haven't visited in a few years.  I'm very excited about the whole thing.

Assuming, of course, that there is a MoHo from our little (and apparently ever shrinking) blog world who is willing to do so when the time comes, do I make an effort at making real, live human contact?  I'm skeptical.  As I explained in a previous post, I am 1-1-1 in meeting folks from the online world, with the one "loss" decidely bad news.

So, anyone care to share an opinion?

All I Can Do Is Sigh

Nice to see my public education tax dollars so effectively spent.

I Like Right Angles When Curves Would Suit Me Better

 I have a confession to make.  The Chrysler K-Cars (Dodge Aries, Plymouth Reliant and - later I think Chrysler LeBaron) came out in 1981.  They were square.  Extremely so.  All right angles and boxes.  And they were the equivalent to my generation of the Ford Taurus to the generation just after mine.  In other words a total nerdy family mobile.  Watch the Breakfast Club.  The ultimate nerd, Anthony Michael Hall, was dropped off at school by his mom in the ultimate nerd mobile, a K-Car.

And I LOVED them.  I made the mistake of admitting it at school and was mocked for it.  

Why does this matter?  Well it doesn't.  Except that I can't figure out how a gay man could favor right angles over the arc and boxes over circles - in other words straight (!!!) - when curves would have really fit me, and served me, better.  That inconsistency explains why my life has been a failure.

A curve or two.  A willingness to not insist on things being perfectly clear and absolutely absolute all the time.  What pain could I have avoided, and avoided causing others, if I would have allowed my mind bend a little.  But, alas, I insisted on being straight

I'm more content with myself now that I drive an Acura TSX.  It makes the curves kind of fun.  Much more so than a K-Car, which just liked boring, straight ahead. 

For the record, I never owned a K-Car.  But I did drive one on my mission.  It was a piece of junk.  Somehow I don't think they will make a Lego set in honor of the K-Car.  But I would still probably buy one if they did.

I'm Done With People - It's Hikes, Books, Beagles & Legos for Me

Just coming off a couple of days full of fresh evidence that, well, people just generally suck.  No, it's not me getting the shaft right now.  It's my brother.  And in an incredibly cruel and painful way.

I've never had my two little beagles hurt me like my brother has been hurt.  I absolutely ache for him right now. My books, my legos, my hikes and my cameras are enough and haven't let me down yet.

Seriously, I'm done with people.

Latest Lego set:

And from my hike this last weekend: