Shiny little things

Seems I’ve pretty much given up blogging. I could claim it’s for lent, but I’ve given religion up for lent. In fact though, it has more to do with time than with anything else. Work has become a fuckin’ whore, a new project starting up, a new team in lower-middle-upper-management and a re-org, bringing with […]

Seems I’ve pretty much given up blogging.

I could claim it’s for lent, but I’ve given religion up for lent.

In fact though, it has more to do with time than with anything else. Work has become a fuckin’ whore, a new project starting up, a new team in lower-middle-upper-management and a re-org, bringing with it a sea-change in priorities that switches direction as often as a witched-up wind.

We’re short of hands and long on tasks, and the hoped-for new staffing is still a dream, not even a hope.

I’ve tried to work up the energy to be creative, or even communicative; it’s not coming, aside from a burst of inspiration in a blog comment or other. In truth only minor moments of joy are getting me through the day without my head exploding.

Little things, like the ipod jack that came stock in my truck, finally letting me choose my own music and getting me playing several bands I hadn’t listened to in a while.

Little things like the ring I’m due to get any day from my pal Carlos at Sinners Inc.

Little things, like watching firefly with my daughter; she’s old enough to get the sci fi now, and old enough to handle the more adult moments, without understanding jokes like I’ll be in my bunk. Plus, no one else appreciated the fact that I own the exact same bowie knife Jayne carries (including a replica of the sheath) quite as much as Olivia did.

Little things like looking out my east-facing window and seeing winter turning into spring, and knowing that way lies better things and better times.

Little things that make the day better. Shiny, as they say on firefly. Shiny little things.

14 thoughts on “Shiny little things”

  1. “only minor moments of joy are getting me through the day ”

    Yeah, I get that. The saddest of all is when you even fuck up those minor moments…or hour.

  2. it’s a true addiction when you blog about not blogging..

    I think we all have times of writing, and times of quiet. You may come back to it, or it may just fade out of your life permanently.

  3. It’s all little things when you get down to it. The smallest things, usually unlooked-for things, give us the greatest pleasure.
    Spring is on it’s way. Keep it shiny, hon.

  4. That is so totally bullploppy. That’s right, daddy-ö, I said “bullploppy.” I completely gave you mad phat props, all kinds of respect, and appreciated the hell out of your Jayne replica bowie knife and corresponding sheath.

    So feel free to avail yourself of kissing my white generous ass at your earliest convenience.

    pücker up, sücker,
    chelsea girl

  5. ploppy?

    You’re correct, CG, as always. I should have chosen my phrase more carefully; no one else appreciated (blah blah blah) quite like would have been better. Because if you can appreciate things the way a thirteen year old girl does…

    …I’ll be in my bunk…

  6. I can’t say anything about your blogging, KE, ’cause I’ve been a bad blogger myself. However, enjoy the little things. Take heart in that enjoyment. Sometimes it’s the shiniest of all.

    Firefly. So many levels of yummy. I love Mal and Wash (*sigh*). And I’d totally do Zoe.

    I didn’t realize you had a Jayne replica Bowie knife, KE. Nice.

    FYI, Nathan Fillion (Mal) has a damned funny MySpace page. I’m not one to suck up to celebrities, but I became his MySpace friend just so I could read his hidden blog posts. And yes, it’s really him.

  7. The little things in life.. They are always what can make you smile. I can relate to that. I live with it. Find the joy in a sunrise or sunset. A child’s smile, a well cooked meal, a Margarita or glass of wine.

    Yeah- Spring is coming to the Bay area. Seeing the trees in bloom always brings a smile, the daffodils by the side of the freeways. I’m sure that you’ve driven some of those roads… And I’m starting to notice that there are very tiny leaves on some trees these days.

    Life renews and moves on- filling the holes in our lives. Giving us more to smile about. Just wish the Bay area had more lightning storms!

    And don’t worry about a blog break. Once again- you aren’t the only one. It’s a long term project for you. You’re addicted. I’ve thought about quitting a few times, but I write for myself when I have time and when I want to. The interest will return when you have something to say. Just a case of Spring Fever and work overload. Listen to CG..

    Hmmfp. I should have gone and written my own post…

  8. I think Chelsea Girl wants you to push your face right up to her “white generous ass”.

    I prefer the term “Great White Butt”(tm)

  9. Oh sweetie! I hope that I bring some sunshine every now and then when I visit here. And I’d love to be waiting in your bunk… Will you join me?

  10. LMAO!!! I gave up religion for lent!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! I gave up drinking *sips wine*

    It was hard. So then I gave up sex. That was too easy. So then I gave up.

    🙂

  11. Actually Stealth, i gave up religion for rational thought. But then being raised religion-free helps one avoid that particular delusion.

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