The Demonweasel Speaks

A little vacation time, a little time to recharge the batteries and think about things that needed thought about.

That’s a fancy way for saying I haven’t really had anything to say.

I’m in the process of trying to change up my schedule and lifestyle. I think I’m slowly morphing myself into a more physically healthy person. Changing my diet, drinking less caffeine, that sort of stuff. I think it’s ridiculous that I set my alarm for 8:30, ride the snooze bar until 9:15 or 9:30, leap into the shower then get dressed and rush to be at work by 10:00. That’s lame. So, I’ve been pushing to get up earlier and do things. I’ve gone for a couple of early morning bike rides, done some of the important business that I need to do that often slips through the cracks. It’s important because when I start working at DS, I probably won’t be going in until noon or so, and there’s no reason to waste those mornings. I’ve been going to the gym on Tuesdays and Fridays and then doing freeweights stuff at home on Sunday nights (usually watching Sopranos, Deadwood and Six Feet Under). I’m looking into taking up Yoga and Boxing, too.

Maybe I am trying to be one of those “super soldier” guys. Going diesel, as some may say. Of course, with me it’s more like “going unleaded.” But gas prices are high, so maybe that means more.

The only thing missing in the equation is writing. I feel more positive and energized about it than ever…I’m just not doing it. I think I have to push back some of those morning hours and try to be doing it then. I guess the perfect day would be getting up, having breakfast and watching Sportscenter, working out, writing, then going to work. All that can be done in the times between waking up and noon, right? There should be. It’s been a bit of a rough adjustment as I get tired during the day more and find myself having to take naps some nights when I get home, and then ending up staying up until 1 or 2 still.

It’s kind of funny that I’m just now working towards doing the things that people had told me I had needed to do in my life years ago. I guess I just hate being told what to do.

What I love, though, are thunderstorms. We’ve had two of them in the past two days, the really rip-roaring midwest kind, where the thunder sounds like the sky is ripping itself apart and the lighting is so bright it’s like daylight. I love that feeling in there, like indescribable power surging through the atmosphere, and if you could just reach out and grab it, harness it, you could bend the heavens to your will.

Is that bad? Are those the seeds of delusional megalomania? Who knows.

I’ve been on-again/off-again with basketball. I was at the bar watching the NJ triple-overtime win over Detroit, surrounded mostly by Detroit fans. It was fun, though. I hung out and had great bar conversations with guys talking about guy things. I hadn’t been there in ages (technically it’s a new bar, as the old one has been made uninhabitable), and it’s nice to feel that atmosphere again, and to do it in a healthy way. I’m shocked that the Lakers one, and the way Miami is playing it doesn’t look like the Pacers will make it either. But hey, that’s why I love this game. I’m still irritated by the article on Fark that said Nascar has better ratings than basketball. How fucking lame is that?

So yeah, everything is changing, and I hope it’s for the better. Time only knows.

Whistling “there goes the bride”, I remain…