Monthly Archives: May 2015

Still Alive… if Mother Nature Allows

Time to reveal a bit about my location. I live in Houston. Yeah. That place that just got slammed and flooded. Well, we’re about to get slammed… yet again.

I’m doing okay. Wrote out Monday’s post, but, yeah… the proverbial ‘shit’ hit the fan. I’ll get it up as soon as I can.

I ended up writing an entirely different story in less than two days when I was staying up with my partner protecting our home from flood waters. We were lucky and got off easy. Our old apartment is more than likely totaled, the one before that… that one’s probably gone too. My childhood home? We don’t know, but we’re guessing they probably took on some serious damage.

Woke up this morning not to the sound of an alarm, but the wind trying to push open the french doors that lead to the covered patio. We should be okay… after all, all the preparation work is already done!

Until later, be safe and enjoy y’all’s days,

Bae

My Dearest Readers

I will be taking a short/small break from technology.

It will last until Monday (when I post up the Weekly Update) then continue until the story is finished — my guess is Wed or Thu of this coming week.

The motive behind this is that… well, it’s actually hard to explain.

A small story then…

A year back now, maybe two, I ran an experiment. This was before I had started taking Wellbutrin or the like but I’m not sure if it is before or after being hospitalized due to my heart. The purpose of the experiment was to establish something: does technology provide a catalyst that encourages or otherwise brings about negative side-effects?

During this experiment, I went without TV. I did not use a computer either. However, I made the allowance of my smart phone. TV was replaced with books and during the experiment that lasted… oh, at least a few weeks to maybe a month or two (can’t remember definitely), I just utterly devoured scores of books. I remember starting one and nearly finishing it the same day. Most research was done via the small library I had at the time, rather than using Wikipedia or Google.

What the experiment provided was precious data that showed conclusively in the affirmative that technology did, in fact, provide that catalyst. As the experiment went on, I became more active and attentive. My mood became uplifted and motivation returned. Overall, it was a startling difference between the start ‘personality’ and the end personality.

A key result that the experiment did not provide was why does technology do this to me. The most obvious conclusion is simply input overload. But I’m not entirely sure if that is 100% the answer. This is something that I continue to ponder.

So, I hope you’ll understand better now why I’m stepping away from all this stuff. I’m honestly tired of it. I can feel it. Technology  (modern) is tiresome and boring. And along with fast cars, I’ll never understand the drive to have the latest and greatest.

Oh! how I long for the days of letters again. The days when people actually knew how to write their names and practiced penmanship. The days when people actually knew what penmanship is! When people knew how to write letters instead of sloppy emails with no salutations or closings. When people knew how to actually use this thing called a vocabulary. Wen ppl didn’t uz abbrvs 4 evrtng! Are we truly evolving or simply degrading into a lazy masses of blood and flesh?

Until later, be safe and enjoy y’all’s days,

Bae

The Week As She Stands

Well, guys n’ gals, sorry for no typecast…

Honestly, I’m not sure what the heck has been going on lately. Things seem to be slipping away from me a bit.

On Tuesday, I meant to put up a post about my ideal typewriter. Obviously, that didn’t happen. Tuesday as a whole was okay. The ride was a beast — things are really ramping up. Ended the ride far more exhausted than normal. Between Tuesday and Wednesday, I lost an enormous amount of weight — not water weight. I theorize it was mostly muscle with some fat. Wednesday was a cruise day, so I made it a “repair” day as well. I regained the weight after loading protein and good carbs. I had a few extravagances, so some fat was possibly put back on, but probably not all that much. (I feel like I’m still below 25%.)

Today…

Today I couldn’t finish the ride. I started it. Felt fine, ready to tackle this next beast and prepared for some serious discomfort… But not even 20 minutes in, I had to pause. Something felt off.

Rest assured, my heart was fine. Steady per usual! 😀

But something just felt off. I felt more exhausted than usual. And only 18 minutes in, having to take a break? The first 15 minutes of the ride was warm-up. That’s more than enough time to warm up the legs. After that, 20 minutes of “Steady” (zone 3, rpe 5-6). Three minutes into the Steady section, that is where the pause came. I remained on the bike, but just sat up and stopped pedaling.

You’d think after a generous warm-up my legs would be fine… After I restarted, it felt like my legs were stiff — like they didn’t want to move. I pedaled for a bit more, but the exhaustion from pedaling with stiff legs set in quickly and I was sitting up panting, drinking. That was an immediate cue to stop for the day.

Something was definitely off.

I’m hoping my body isn’t reaching burn out, but this is a sign of just that. I may have to watch my diet more and make a concerted effort to really get the nutrients that it requires, but I honestly thought I was doin’ pretty darn fine.

Apparently, that might not be the case.

-sighs-

It’s been raining all bloody week so far. Every day has been “Partly Sunny” or “Intermittent Clouds” with 20% chance and yet… thunderstorm, torrential downpour, sprinkling, drizzling, raining… I’m seriously sick and tired of trying to trust meteorologists. One time, the day had a 10% chance rain and yet my partner and I ended up getting stuck in such a torrential downpour that it flooded. Hail pelted the car — and not the small stuff. And that’s 10% folks… (That is were my old Saturn Ion also earned the nickname Tankie since my partner was able to ford flood waters without stalling out once — he took on stuff pick-ups were turning around at.)

Due to the rain, the Skyriter is crying. What I need to do needs to be done outside. I’m not sure if I’ll ever get a chance of a day that’s not 90%+ humidity.

My story is on hold for now. I’m going to work on it after this is posted though. The last handful of days I’ve been on a Hercule Poirot marathon. There’s 61 episodes on Netflix. Already at the end of season 3. David Suchet does such an amazing job. The writers were marvelous too — how often do they not get credit? The sets, clothing, cars, gah… Makes me want to go get a store credit card and buy a few suits. I’ve been told I pull off a suit quite well — especially since I use fountain pens, typewriters, and wear a fedora without fail. Those summer weight suits look so comfortable and nice…

I’ll leave you guys here. I dunno why I feel like so much stuff is just collapsing upon me all of a sudden. Haven’t felt this way in ages. Kinda giving me that dazed and confused feeling with that haunting sensation of there’s always something that needs to be done.

Until later, be safe and enjoy y’all’s days,

Bae

Site Organization and Layout Update/Overhaul

Alright guys…

This site needs some loving so I may be doing a lot of work on it when I can sit down and really sink my teeth into it. There are a lot of things that I wish were here to make things just… better organized.

I had totally forgotten that the blog is one long, long page! That is like a huge no-no for any web designer/page. That’s going to change. I’ll be adding a lot of actual pages to organize things and keep the posts on the front page to a minimum (my thought is up to 5 or 6).

My hope is these changes will be easier for you, the reader, to enjoy this site. It’ll be a bit more work on my part, but with the uptick in people reading this blog (thanks guys n’ gals!), I should do my part as well.

In the mean time, thank you all very much for reading, the follows, and likes.

Until later, be safe and enjoy y’all’s days,

Bae