I couldn't find my backpack anywhere, last night, and I looked everywhere; in drawers, behind furniture, in the laundry room, in my closet, blah blah blah.
I wanted to get to our Wednesday evening church meeting by 7:30pm. And at 6pm it was pretty dark.
I needed to decide if riding my bike or driving there would be best (or worst).
I have a lighted helmet with a turn indicator built into it, a bike light that flashes quickly or slowly, is bright or a bit dimmer to light up the dark night, my reflective gloves, and my orange Patagonia jacket. I look more like a Christmas tree than a bike rider. But still no personal ID.
If I drove, I'd still have no I.D. but I'd have my most current driver's registration, which showed up in the mail this week. I drove....very cautiously.
I know exactly where I went during the day...to a meeting at City Hall, 3rd floor, room 360. It was a very informative meeting and our Building Official let our lead Planner take over the meeting.
I heard a question on the radio a few weeks ago. Has there ever been one person who has had complete satisfaction, in hindsight, with a prom? Another prom season has passed us by and I started thinking about them. I've never heard anybody rave that the prom exceeded their expectations. I think it's a night of major let-downs, including breakups.
The prom is the last big "couple's" bash before Grad Night, which is mostly a dateless-free-for-all event. Many of the kids know they'll never see those people they ended up making out with at Grad Night again...or at least for a long time.
Maybe the class king and queen of the prom have their expectations met. Nothing beats a crown and tiara for making one feel special. That means the rest of the court are losers? That's rough, hardly fair. I'm not sure it ends up as perfect as we humble high-school peons imagine it to be. Being royalty is tough.
-demographics/demongraphics - know your demographics - (JCPenney, Sears, ToysRUs) -Plato/playdough -good and bad...instant news (fake or not)...good? better think twice before opening your mouth, writing it down. bad? lack of damage control..to unknown others, to family, friends etc.
-Life isn't easy, but I'd rather leave this earth having done something of value to and for people, than bask in riches and in ease, that, in the long run, doesn't matter to me or anybody else. No DO-OVERS! Take me up the next flight of stairs...
-at my desk and suddenly my printer starts warming itself up...noises, the full works. wha' up w/ dat? not the first time, and always irregular.
-really, a robocall polling about football?
Mean-ness - get over it. Why not take a big step and ask 'an enemy' (or so it seems), out for a beverage or breakfast or brunch. Put the phones down and shut them off....and look face to face. In my dreams....