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I'm bringing a camera and plan on taking photographs of the cooler things I find within their walls.
Showing posts with label plans. Show all posts
Showing posts with label plans. Show all posts
Sunday, November 2
Monday, October 27
Subject line:
Have you ever realized how email programs, blogs, and basically anything with a box for a body of text has a subject line above that field? I'm starting to question the nature of that. What if we don't know exactly what we're going to write? How do we name the work as a whole? Most often, I just end up putting something generic, like "hi" or "thoughts". But that's pretty lame, even when you don't stop to consider it.
So I've been doing things differently recently. Instead of fudging around for something clever but still broad enough to cover anything I might write, I've been filling that big box with my content, then deciding how I'll label it.
It's interesting how we try to pigeonhole these things into certain categories before we even start work on them. You can ask any kid what they want to be when they grow up, and they'll likely have and answer for you. When you look back in on their lives later on, how many do you think do what they say they were going to back when you first posed that question to them?
And yet they still tried to predict where they'd be. Maybe they did what they could to predict where they were going to live, how their house would look. Maybe they decided they were going to have three kids. Maybe they decided they were going to marry a doctor, or the sexy nurse. And maybe the next day, they played their first video game and were so awestruck that they decided they wanted to make video games. Screw the plans they laid out before.
And like that, the categories they had all set up for their life have changed in an instant. Or maybe it wasn't an instant, maybe it was a gradual decision to rearrange their life, but they still end up in different slots after a little bit of time. And then the old things they believed in are completely gone, never to be more than a faint echo of laughter on the back of their minds. How silly it was, a future like that. How silly, given the present. Now our futures are so much more clear cut than back then.
Or are they? I may be dead tomorrow. I may win the lottery tomorrow. I may get struck with the inspiration to write some fantastic triumph of independent poetry tomorrow. Or maybe I just get diarrhea and add Immodium to my grocery list. There goes another $3.
The one thing I've learned about life is that I know absolutely nothing about how anything is going to pan out. Not in a day, not in the next two seconds. There are times when I can make predictions with a great deal of certainty, especially in the video game industry, but that's about it.
And somehow, when I think I've mastered the minutia, something always jars me. rarely in a way I would expect, never in a way I would have hoped. Sometimes it's a good thing, sometimes it's a bad thing.
But I never label it as either until I've seen the consequences of it pan out.
So I've been doing things differently recently. Instead of fudging around for something clever but still broad enough to cover anything I might write, I've been filling that big box with my content, then deciding how I'll label it.
It's interesting how we try to pigeonhole these things into certain categories before we even start work on them. You can ask any kid what they want to be when they grow up, and they'll likely have and answer for you. When you look back in on their lives later on, how many do you think do what they say they were going to back when you first posed that question to them?
And yet they still tried to predict where they'd be. Maybe they did what they could to predict where they were going to live, how their house would look. Maybe they decided they were going to have three kids. Maybe they decided they were going to marry a doctor, or the sexy nurse. And maybe the next day, they played their first video game and were so awestruck that they decided they wanted to make video games. Screw the plans they laid out before.
And like that, the categories they had all set up for their life have changed in an instant. Or maybe it wasn't an instant, maybe it was a gradual decision to rearrange their life, but they still end up in different slots after a little bit of time. And then the old things they believed in are completely gone, never to be more than a faint echo of laughter on the back of their minds. How silly it was, a future like that. How silly, given the present. Now our futures are so much more clear cut than back then.
Or are they? I may be dead tomorrow. I may win the lottery tomorrow. I may get struck with the inspiration to write some fantastic triumph of independent poetry tomorrow. Or maybe I just get diarrhea and add Immodium to my grocery list. There goes another $3.
The one thing I've learned about life is that I know absolutely nothing about how anything is going to pan out. Not in a day, not in the next two seconds. There are times when I can make predictions with a great deal of certainty, especially in the video game industry, but that's about it.
And somehow, when I think I've mastered the minutia, something always jars me. rarely in a way I would expect, never in a way I would have hoped. Sometimes it's a good thing, sometimes it's a bad thing.
But I never label it as either until I've seen the consequences of it pan out.
Saturday, October 25
Frustration
In my new world order, I'm going to kill the ones who don't realize I'm being sarcastic when I say I'm going to kill the ones who don't realize I'm being sarcastic.
Thursday, November 22
Blogging from bed, again.
Okay, one of the inherent perks to a laptop is this: being able to use a full, ten-finger keyboard to blog.
Thanksgiving went off without a hitch. We left the house only a half-hour behind schedule, which is unheard of in my family; we had Burger King for lunch, and they've brought back the Italian Chicken Sandwich (formerly the mediterranean chicken sandwich, but still so delicious); the Packers beat the Lions; and the turkey wasn't dry.
So all in all, plans for the family went well. It's really good to know that things can work out better than you'd hoped sometimes.
Mall of America tomorrow, of course, might prove tricky. I've only got $125 to spend between about five relatives' gifts.
I'm always so caught up in hilarious misadventures, sometimes I think my plans will never go off smoothly. I guess only time will tell if the best laid plans can't still go awry. Maybe there's hope for haphazard ones, though.
Thanksgiving went off without a hitch. We left the house only a half-hour behind schedule, which is unheard of in my family; we had Burger King for lunch, and they've brought back the Italian Chicken Sandwich (formerly the mediterranean chicken sandwich, but still so delicious); the Packers beat the Lions; and the turkey wasn't dry.
So all in all, plans for the family went well. It's really good to know that things can work out better than you'd hoped sometimes.
Mall of America tomorrow, of course, might prove tricky. I've only got $125 to spend between about five relatives' gifts.
I'm always so caught up in hilarious misadventures, sometimes I think my plans will never go off smoothly. I guess only time will tell if the best laid plans can't still go awry. Maybe there's hope for haphazard ones, though.
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