We have re-launch!

Turns out, for some reason, that Midtown's Internet has been the reason my Blog was blocked from me.

At Tupelo, it works just fine.  Hence this post.

This means, of course, that I'll be doing my blog at Tupelo...which means making sure I have my headphones on and am blocking out the world at all times...I just know practically everyone who hangs out here, and it's hard not to strike up conversation unless I'm obsessive about creating a personal bubble.  Which I find kind of depressing.

But until Internet comes up at the place (AT&T failed AGAIN yesterday,) it's what I'll have to do.  Such is the way of the world, working on not work at work.

So updates:

Been working nearly everyday the last two weeks, and I'm in for more work next week during the holidays.  Naked Coffee doesn't close up shop during the holidays, because the demand is crazy high, and all of us are in to make a lot of money the week of Christmas.  So I'm down.  So, so down.

It's just a matter of pushing through it.  I won't have had a weekend in a month when, two weeks from now, I should get New Year's Eve and New Years Day off.  I mostly got it off for Murph's birthday.  Assuming he's not going somewhere nuts for it, I can join him.  It'll be his last birthday as a single man, so I figure we should drink to the occasion.  Then again, drinking helps one get through any occasion with Murph.

Writing is steady despite the rushes.  Found time to write some poetry.  I mean, I'd like to write prose, but probably all the new hats I'm wearing at work, and the way I've been pushing myself physically, through work, workouts and running around on the various projects, facilitates to Poetry and writing of moments, phenomena, rather than prose, which demands characters that demand your attention and time.  Characters need to develop a voice in your mind over time: poetry utilizes the fullness of your wisdom to respond to moments.

A lot of input equals a lot of verse. Not a lot of time.

I had a dream one day, and it was me literally creating a new dice game.  This was before my latest Yahtzee triumph at the household, so I don't know where it came from.  It involves betting on a leading player, somewhat of a dice pool game...I dunno.  Still figuring it out.  If I decide it's worth developing, I'll do something with it.

It's just so rare when I remember a dream, I feel that, since it was such a productive dream, I should do something with it.

Or maybe, it was representative of something else I should be doing.  I'll psychoanalyze myself some other day though, I guess.

Yee-ya! The blog's back!