September update

It’s almost the end of September – we are heading into the weekend and it will be October by the time we are out! Time just went flying by, and I did not even realize it. What about you?

2018 was when we started gardening seriously. Flowers in the front patio, and some vegetables in the rear. It’s not an impressive display by any means, but then it’s not nothing either. My contribution to this has mostly been on the menial labor – setting up raised beds, digging up the earth and mixing in compost, helping set up the irrigation system, etc. But there’s no denying – I did enjoy every last bit.

Most days when I start for office in the morning, I like to take a quick break right outside the door. It’s a treat to look at all the flowers that have bloomed – shades of pink, yellow, and orange. In the evenings, it’s another few minutes spent staring into the rear yard. It’s a multitude of shades of green across the veggies. Come to think of it, that’s the best de-stresser that I have experienced in some time (other than spending time with the kids, that is).

I have a feeling that I will continue to have this pleasure for at least a few more years.

I’ll take it for as long as I get it.

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Things to do

Ahem.

It’s a fact that I’ve known for a while. I’ve even had it pointed out to me numerous times.

“I don’t follow through to closure”. Or, “I start new things, but give up before even reaching mid way”.

And some other similar, “kind words”.

 

But I have a different view – I believe that I just need new challenges constantly. It feels good to try something new, and then figure out that you can do it reasonably well. In fact, I might even be tempted to continue to improve (unless of course I am thwarted by “motivating words”).

The road to hell is paved with good intentions, after all.

 

Anyways – a few days ago, I had a different thought. What if I start more than one thing at once? Then I can start with “thing 1”, give it a week or two, and move on to “thing 2”. Then “thing 3”, and back to “thing 1”. And then maybe “thing 4” before I go back to “thing 3” before I touch “thing 2” again.

I guess you get the idea.

 

So here’s what I have on my list for now:

thing 1 == dumbell exercises. I got myself a nice pair of adjustable chrome plated weights and I actually like them!

thing 2 == computer games. I dug up my old copy of Caesar 3 and re-installed it. Wonder of wonders, it installed seamlessly and I’m even able to run it on high resolution!! Once I finish the peaceful campaigns, I will probably move towards AOK:TC before trying the military campaigns in Caesar 3.

thing 3 == acrylic painting. I have some supplies lying around the house, and hope to make a start soon. This is the one thing that I have the least hopes from (or the most dread about).

thing 4 == I bought myself a fountain pen and a bottle of ink. Nothing special – just a Pilot Metropolitan. I think I will try to write a few sentences once a week. But before I go there, I need to practice my penmanship again.

If I stay disciplined, I will post updates about these “things” once in a while.

A Poem

We took the wide open road, ready to explore
Crossed green fields and wound through mountains
Some beaches were calm and serene
Others had waves dancing on rocks
There were a few barren patches
But there were lush green forests too

Now I see a mist up front, a fog that blocks everything
What lies ahead? I cannot decipher
But I will take it one step at a time
After all, my destiny is but mine to control

A change?

When I started this blog, I was in a different world. I was surrounded by… by… different people. You know, the ones that have a functioning central nervous system, but are unable to use it quite correctly. Know what I mean? Folks who could, and would, provide sufficient fodder for daily entertainment. But that was a long time ago.

I still live and breathe in the corporate wonderland, and still get to interact with similar characters. However, the ink has stopped flowing – there is no more motivation to write about shenanigans anymore. It’s true that I have had the life sucked out of me many times over, but the most probable reason is that I have gotten too jaded.

Almost nothing surprises me anymore. Well, almost. Once in a while you do get hit by a double whammy, and are left dazed and confused after the bus runs you over and disappears happily into the setting sun.

Anyways, I digress.

Bottomline – I think that I will do away with the “Corporate” qualifier, and try to write about a little broader variety of subjects. Maybe that will work?

Kreegah! Bundolo!!

Hard Reset

Last week I ran into a new problem – my laptop just wouldn’t start! No matter what I tried, it would not even enter BIOS – just LEDs blinking and no other response.

I looked up possible options on HP’s support site, and figured out that the LED blink pattern *does* mean something after all. At times, it blinked “CPU failure”, or “memory failure”, or even “battery failure”.

Not a good sign.

I decided to perform a “hard reset” – held down the power button for 15 seconds. Once I did this, the laptop powered up fine.

Don’t get me wrong – I do know that there’s a problem with the laptop. I have taken a fresh backup, so that’s that.

I guess I will take it one day at a time from now on. Let’s see how long it lasts.

Puppets, all of us

I had tried to read a graphic novel a few years ago, and put it back within a few pages – and assured myself that they are not for me. I didn’t miss them either – content with reading prose the way I have always done.

But a couple of weeks ago, I chanced upon “Watchmen”. It is a Hugo award winner – and therefore I decided to give it a try. It’s just over an inch thick, and I gave myself a week to finish reading it.

To make a long story short – I couldn’t keep it down at all; I stayed up until the wee hours and finished it in one sitting. It has the power to immerse you into itself and spit you back into reality after the last page. Like a Stephen King novel, you may say.

Looking back, I think I consumed it like I eat ice-cream, gulping great dollops like there’s no tomorrow. For the next reading, I think I’ll go through it like my wife eats chocolates – savoring every tiny morsel and licking her fingers clean.