Want to know how little control we have over the circumstances of our lives? Yesterday I was sick, at home, with an internet connection that wasn’t working and, later in the day, a telephone that didn’t work.
And there wasn’t a damn thing I could do about any of it, so there was no real point in getting angry about it either.
Someone I know who works for OSU was checking out a few of the pictures I had sent her that I had taken around the campus, and they were popular enough that the folks working on a reunion website asked if they could use a couple of them. Granted, the fact that I would let…
I was reading a post over at Robert Scoble’s blog today about what he’s been doing, the things he’s learning about himself and how his blogging fits into his life. It’s all very interesting. As you know, I have two blogs, so these questions about how they fit into my life, and what part of…
Last night I attended a brief workshop-type class on social networking, as opposed to the computer networking that I usually study. 🙂 Being a typical IT guy, sometimes in social situations I can be a bit awkward, at best. Since I keep reading about most people find jobs through people they know, and since as…
Yesterday marked an anniversary for me. Nothing big, but it was important to that time of my life. 6 years ago yesterday I started working at my current employer. Starting this job then was a big deal, not because of the job necessarily but because it marked the final corner turn in my recovery. After…
I saw a replica sign that said “Irish Need Not Apply” at the Irish festival, and had some thoughts about that. I was reminded of those thoughts when I was listening to the Donegal X-Press CD I picked up over the weekend this morning. There’s a song on there called The Work Shanty that is…
Last night I found out that two of my younger brothers got engaged over this past weekend, including my youngest brother, which makes me feel very old, but serves as a useful reminder that time flies. I was almost 16 when he was born. My mother was very sick after his birth and my dad…
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I Think i been abused by my dad verbally, emotionally, and pshyically. He’d punch me and grab my throat and throw me to the floor or ground almost all the time. They(my parents) Always told me i wasn’t getting abused and they told me to not tell anyone EVER what goes on in the house. I never understood. That’s why i said i think i been abused because of the so called “brain washing” method they tried to do. I’ve always felt it was my fault. I am now 16 turning 17 next week this october.