Missing Link

So I’m a few days late in posting a new post for a new year.  I’d like to claim that I was simply too busy to have time to post anything, but you and I both know I’d be lying through my teeth, so why bother?  The simple fact is I just didn’t feel any motivation to write anything. All that came to mind were the same cliches that others the blogosphere over were already subjecting you to, and I didn’t particularly feel like jumping on that bandwagon. 

So, it’s a new year.  2009.  When I was a kid, I used to imagine that somehow by crossing over into a new year things were different.   As though somehow the fact that it was suddenly January 1st meant that some unseen factor had changed, that everything was suddenly different than it used to be.  I know now that nothing really changes, except I now have to start putting 09 instead of 08 when I sign dates.  For the next few weeks anything that has to be dated by me will have a crossed out 08 in front of a hastily written 09, and THAT is really all that has changed. 

I’m actually having a very good day today.  I got some time to play WoW this morning – a game I’ve fallen in love with for the fiftybillionth time, and play whenever I get the chance.   Afterwards I had lunch with Ann before we went to pick out the tuxes for the wedding.   Nothing real fancy there, though I’m sure I’ll look nice (along with all the guys who will be there to help me celebrate). 

We also got paint, which Ann used to paint the upstairs hallway while I worked on re-doing the wiring for my workstation in my home office.  I turned a horrible mess of wires that were visible into a horrible mess of wires that nobody could see.  That’s an improvement, I suppose.   

Those of you who read my super-secret personal blog know that when I went on my trip to the west coast back in November I bought a ridiculously expensive pen,  as well as a hand-stitched leather journal.  I am happy to report that I am thoroughly enjoying both.  I have a much greater sense of freedom about what I write when it’s in a journal that is just for me.  I can let out my feelings and thoughts in a raw, unfiltered fashion. While I *can* do that here, it’s probably not a good idea for me to do so.  Besides, there’s just something fun about writing in a journal with a fountain pen….. Bob Leeds (that pen guy from California) was right… fountain pens are better. 

I am extremely happy with my home office.   It’s not large, but I don’t need it to be.   My desk *is* large, though.   It’s 10 feet wide and is everything I had hoped it could be. It’s still not 100% finished,  but is very VERY close, and that’s exciting.   All in all the office is everything I had hoped and envisioned and then some – I don’t think I could make it any better if I tried. Of course,  any suggestions from fellow geeks are welcome. 

That’s all for now – I’ll try to write something witty and humorous soon.   I make no promises.