Domestic Geek

I voted today and it seems hardly anybody I voted for is going to win.

I'm a little bummed about that, but not surprised.

I wish the populace would wake up and realize that government is not the answer to their problems...they alone hold the keys to their success and failures. If anything, government is a hindrance to fulfilling the American Dream.

I saw a disturbing commercial when I was going through stuff on my DVR today. It was a Chinese man lecturing to students about the fall of great civilizations, the last being the United States. The scary part is it is all too true. I've long said that we are a superpower in decline.

*blows off dust*


So, November is National Blog Posting Month (or NaBloPoMo), where one posts on one's blog every day in the month of November. I haven't successfully completed one in a couple of years, but I'm going to give it another go this year.

Looking back over my last few posts, I haven't really had much to say. I'm thinking this is must the thing I need to get my blogging mojo back.

Tonight, however, I must go to bed. I've been battling a cold or something for the last two weeks. You know me, it takes me forever to get over something once I get it. It started out in the sinuses and moved into my upper chest. I don't feel horrible, I've just got tons of phlegm now.

As Marcus and I were discussing the amazing amount of junk we've accumulated and what the heck we were going to do with it all, I brought up the fact that we haven't moved in 8 years and haven't done the ritual purging one must do when a move occurs. For the first 10 years of our relationship, we moved every year or two. With each successive move, though, the home got bigger and therefore, less stuff had to go. Also, Marcus probably won't admit to it, but we're both packrats (well, he'd admit that I am one - LOL) The result is we've got TOO. MUCH. STUFF.

We had originally only intended to be here a year or two. Then land got unbelievably expensive. Marcus changed jobs. Then the screen printer I worked at went out of business and then I got laid off my my next job. I realized my time on the job I'm currently at (and only planned to be there a year or two) will hit the 4 year mark next month. It's time for a change.

Since the lot rent shot up yet again, we vowed we will not be here 9 years to see yet another one. Things are starting to fall into place that we're pretty sure we can make this happen. Also, I'm sending out resumes. I'm tired of prepress work and really want to go back into design. I got a lot of great experience that makes me a better designer, for sure. It's time to move out of my comfort zone.

OK, back to purging. When it does come time to make the move, I don't want to be purging and packing.

I got a little sad when I got the email today that Vox was closing its doors at the end of September. I rushed over to see if I could export any of the content only to realize I hadn't posted over there is almost 4 years and I only had 11 posts (mainly answering their QOTD) and had uploaded two photos for a logo coloring contest they had. Lame. So, not that big of a deal in the grand scheme of things. It looks like most of the friends I had on there have long since quit posting or deleted accounts long ago. Only one person I know is still posting regularly, and most of that was paid blogging, it seemed.

I wondered how long Vox would be around. Six Apart has other blogging platforms. It's basically just Typepad lite, but I always found it a little clunky to use. Probably why I never really posted there. It looks like the only posting I did was during my period of unemployment.

Oh, well. Things change. I remember when everybody was on Blogger, then MovableType was the shiite until Expression Engine and then Wordpress came along.

So, did you say Rabbit, Rabbit today? Apparently, I did. I vaguely remember waking up when Marcus came to bed. I looked at the clock and saw that it was 12:10 a.m. He says I uttered the phrase "Rabbit, Rabbit" and went back to sleep. Hopefully I did as, it being my birthday month, I'm supposed to get extra good luck this month. I guess we'll know for sure one month from now.