Showing posts with label fishing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fishing. Show all posts

Friday, July 10, 2009

Friday Five

1. An acquaintance from England posted a link to the Re-burbia Competition on his twitter feed the other day. Holy hell, I am excited about this. This is the kind of work I would love to somehow be involved in for the rest of my life. If only I were actually qualified for such work. Instead, I am just really, really good at forcifully voicing my opinions about the blight that is suburbs to anyone unfortunate enough to be within earshot of me.

(I blame fucking suburbs for everything. EVERYTHING. Pollution! Crime! Lack of social networks! Dissatisfaction! The mortgage meltdown! Oil dependence! Successful Fearmongering Campaigns! The widespread poor health of Americans! EV-ERY-THING. )

So, I have decided to submit an entry! Because I really need another deadline on July 31.

2. I took yesterday afternoon off from work to go fly fishing. A. and I went to one of our favorite spots - in fact,it IS my favorite spot. We go here at least once or twice a year. It felt so, so good to be out there, fishing. In fact, I couldn't fall asleep last night because I kept replaying the afternoon in my head. I just wasn't ready to let the afternoon go, apparently.

3. I am not joining A. and some friends for a camping trip to the same area this weekend. I am staying home to work on The Thesis. I am making progress.

4. The Universe insists on fucking with my efforts, however. Monday afternoon lightening struck the utility pole to our house. Even though the electricity to the house was already out, that strike fried our computer. Ha ha!

We replaced the power source to the CPU and that wasn't the problem; it is most likely the motherboard. A motherboard that is apparently impossible to find anymore. The computer is only a year old, for Pete's sake. So, I may go computer shopping Saturday morning.

Fortunately, I have every. last. file. associated with The Thesis backed up on a back up drive, an online back up site, AND a USB flash drive.

5. I was once called paranoid. Now I am called smart.

Happy Friday to you and yours!