Over the weekend, I took a trip down memory lane and decided to read the older blog posts from several years ago.
Good stuff — except for the broken links.
Websites come and go. I know that more than anyone and with them also goes their links and pictures.
Fixing the links is no small task. I will probably need to do some research on each one and locate the picture from elsewhere.
Happy to do it but will probably not be until this weekend.
TTFN
We were supposed to have our new system up and running by now. We’ve hit a few snags and now it will be a few more weeks until we are using new software. Better to be safe than sorry, I suppose.
This past weekend I got an overwhelming urge to reach out to a friend of mine whom I have not heard from in a few years. We plan on catching up this weekend and I’m hoping to plan a few camping trips this year.
I would like to keep up with writing but until we get to the other side of this major project — not very likely.
After about a year and a half, I picked up the drum sticks and began playing again. I was afraid the “song in my heart” that made me want to play in the first place was gone after my breakup. It has been a slow recovery for me and hiding behind that pain with laughter is what I’ve done for the past 18 months.
A close friend of mine has just undergone open heart bypass surgery. No matter how much safer these procedures are these days, it is still a nail biting experience until you get that first call from them. I got that call yesterday morning. He didn’t sound great but it was a welcomed call. His road to recovery is just starting and I wish him all the best.
When I was 5 years old, my neighbor (Mr. Cooney) had bypass surgery when the process was still new. He didn’t make it. I still have sad feelings wash over me when I think about it. They were the nice older couple next door and would watch me and my sister before we had to go to school. I miss them.
Well, this has been another fine brain dump.
I have a couple of blog posts in the hopper and I’ll post as soon as I can. One of them is about the Cannes Film Festival.
Fuck. Them.
We’ve been getting ready to complete a major project at my day job. This project has been pushed back a couple of times because it seems the scope was much bigger than anyone imagined. Anyone but me, of course. I remember talking to a co-worker who believed we could get this thing done in a month. It looks like we will get this done in 3 months. Ideally, this should have taken 6 months.
In talking to a few folks over the last several weeks, I realize there are two things that I am really passionate about outside of the day job. Those two things are writing and hiking/camping. Throw in a few ideas about “prepping” and you’ve got quite the mix.
A couple of books in the audible library are about what happens when we loose electricity. The power grid goes down and the whole world goes to shit. Literally. I have a few different titles but they all seem to show a common thread. People who have not prepared expect those who do — to take care of them. Extreme liberal views are like that. I have friends who believe that the government should run everything. Not because the government clearly knows what they are doing — but because they believe in being “taken care of” by someone other than themselves. As a military veteran, I would strongly disagree.
I think I am overdue to a short shory so I am hoping to write one this weekend.
I should probably start posting on this site because, why not?
This website is for me. I don’t write on it to keep anyone else informed. It is my place to discuss whatever I like and… occasionally, I get to swear.
Being single has its perks.
TTFN.
I am not really posting a lot right now. Our major project deadline keeps getting pushed back.
It is now going to be at the end of this month.
Once I get to the other side, I’ll have plenty of time to get back to writing which is something I love to do. I’d also like to write about my new amazing (and very stinky) 3 day pack.
I plan on doing a lot of camping this year. The idea is to set up a base camp and simply lounge about and write.
I’ll post more if I get the chance.
It is almost the end of February. Where did it go?
I’ve moved the website over to Captain Nukko but it has issues. The kind of issues that I usually don’t encounter like missing graphics, the books I read, etc.
That is why I am writing this post on my normal site. Captain Nukko might have been a great idea at the time but chipheadmike works and I should probably just stick to this site.
Watch both sites…just kidding. I’ll most likely just write here.
With that aside, I’d like to update my small following on what has been going on at Castle Nerda.
The big work project is in full swing and has been pushed back a couple of times. It is the same idea as NASA “Go” or “No-Go” for launch. We’re getting there. We should be done with this soon.
Camping…
A couple of months ago, I got the camping bug again. I love camping. I love taking a three day hike/camp in the woods and being outdoors and living in nature.
I did it as a kid, a teen, but not so much as an adult.
I’m changing that this year. I’ve decided to keep three bags ready. My big GTH bag, a 3 day trip bag, and a day trip bag.
I’m in the process of stocking those up.
I am watching numerous bush craft videos on youtube as well as “prepper” info. It is good stuff.
This month will almost be over soon. Where did it go?
I found a pretty good article that talks about why Americans seem so dumb today compared to what they were just a few decades ago.
The article points to the education system but I disagree about why Americans aren’t as smart as they used to be.
The number of American citizens who can do very high-end research who also can easily get security clearances is limited,” Ignatius says. “The ability of our schools to produce American students at a world-class level, that’s an important national challenge.
Again, I disagree to a point. I believe the problem is something else entirely. Do college graduates really need to remember anything? In the age of “just Google it” do we really need to even try to retain information? I believe the answer is no. If I can’t remember a song, there is an app for that. If I can’t remember what camping gear I need to take with me — again I can just Google it.
It is called many things but I believe there is a difference between a “Go Bag” and a “Go to Hell” bag. Being a former military member I am well aware of what they are. It is a pack ready to go in case the world goes to shit and you need to get out of dodge — quickly.
I won’t go into details here because that is not what this site is about. I do want to discuss why I am writing about it. First, I miss my iPad Pro. It has always been one of my favorite computers for writing but I haven’t been using it much these days. That is a real shame. This thing rocks!
I guess the real reason I am mentioning a GTH bag is because I find myself inspired by all of the science fiction I’ve been reading lately. Most of them are about either a zombie acopalypse or the end of the world as we know it. Most stories have a military component and that includes GTH bags. It caused some reflection on me and my training as a member of the military. I find myself wondering why I didn’t have a GTH pack ready when I know they make perfect sense no matter what life is currently throwing at you.
I’ll post a link to a great article about GTH packs and what you should pack in them. This site is great.
Planning for an emergency situation is always a smart idea. Know this — you will definitely be in the minority when trouble hits.
Be prepared. The zombies could be coming…
I’m writing this post because a lot of people (Google) seem to have an issue with understanding what birthdays actually are.
Their own definition is…
A birthday is the anniversary of the birth of a person or an institution. Birthdays are celebrated in numerous cultures, often with gifts, cards, a party, or a rite of passage.
Two words are missing. Living and Existing. A “living” person and an “existing” institution.
Birthdays are a celebration of life. If you have 5 birthdays than that means that you have been alive for at least five years.
If you die at the age of five then you will never be able to have a 6th birthday. You know…because you are DEAD.
Google loves to put up a birthday celebration honoring a particular figure in history. The problem is that they are usually dead.
It is impossible for any of these people to have birthdays past their death date.
For example, Princess Diana is not 56 years old. She only ever made it to 36.
I hope that this year brings everyone hope, love, and happiness.
…and…
…a lot of new gadgets and tech!
Both are from Eleanor Roosevelt.
No one can make you feel inferior without your consent.
Great minds discuss ideas; average minds discuss events; small minds discuss people.
Series: Tyrus Rechs: Contracts & Terminations
Authors: Jason Anspach and Nick Cole
