Rambling into the Ether

The following is a short descriptive paper I had to do for English Comp I a few years ago. I remembered it because I’ve been pining to see the RHPS lately.

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A lot of people told me that after a long term relationship breaks up that you’ll have good days, where you’re feeling pretty good, and bad days, where life just fucking sucks. Me, I’m having good hours and bad hours. I imagine this is like what someone who’s badly bipolar goes through. If so then I really feel bad for them. I know this will fade for me with time. They have to live with this their whole life.

I’m alive. Not doing good, but alive.

My friend Ed (Edythemighty pretty much everywhere) rode out the hurricane. This is a video he posted of the aftermath on Ustream.

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Over the last week whenever bored or can’t sleep I’ve been grabbing my camera and going for a walk (about 10 miles total this week). While it’s decent exercise and I’ve gotten a few good shots out of it I’ve come to a couple of conclusions.

First, I need a good pair of walking shoes. My sandals leave me with blisters and my boots (my normal day to day shoes) start to give my ankles hell around mile three. It’s just that decent shoes are stupid expensive.

Second, I need to always carry my GPS puck. Partly because it lets me know just how far I’ve walked but mainly because I like to know just where I’ve taken a photo. Sometimes I want to find the spot again to shoot later. It’s not like it’s big or heavy. I just need to get into the habit of attaching it to my camera bag.

I called the doctor today to re-up a perscription when I was told that because I haven’t been there in about a year I need to come in for a check up. I know why they want me to but it’s still a pain. I love being harangued because I drink coffee, eat meat, etc.

The last week or so has been a bit of a bitch. First, my girlfriend is getting laid off. The serverence package is amazing so it’s not a complete fuck over but it’s still making life worrysome.

Then a good friend of mine is in real dire straights and is going to have to move out to the Midwest for a while. Today I gave him my old phone and hooked him up with a prepaid plan so he could sort out a job and place to live out there. I also went through his appt with him to see what he could sell to get cash to get out there.

Finally, today one of our dogs, Rufus, had the trots and started bleeding from his back end. We rushed him to the vet and, thankfully, it looks like he just has a bug and by going so much he burst a blood vessel back there. Still a stressful couple of hours

It has been an emotionally draining week.

It’s been in the high 90s with matching humidity all weekend and it’s not breaking until Tuesday night. I ain’t built for this shit.

Summer’s almost here and for anyone that doesn’t know the Mid-Atlantic region this means temperatures in the high 80s to 90s (Fahrenheit) with matching humidity. This Saturday is going to be 90 and sticky, as is most of next week. The worse part is this year we don’t have a car with AC so when it gets this hot the last thing we’re going to want to do is drive anywhere.

My girlfriend and I were driving along this evening when we saw a vulture feeding on the side of the road. I have never seen one in real life and wanted to take some pictures of it so I pulled over as soon as I could safely, threw the car in park, and reached for my camera. I always take my camera with me because you never know if you’ll see something you want to shoot. I pulled out my camera and went to put a fresh memory card in when, hmm, isn’t the camera a little light? Yea, I had my camera, a couple of memory cards, even my tripod but forgot all my batteries sitting nice and charged in the charger. I wanted to offer myself to the vulture as a meal because I am obviously too stupid to live.

Lesson learned: Always, ALWAYS triple check that you have in fact brought your batteries. Just so this never can happen again I’m going to keep a set of plain old alkaline batteries (which hold a charge much longer than rechargeables) in my camera bag