Something about nothing that is.

Truth of the matter is there not much new or interesting to report in my part of the world.  I know, I know, that never stopped me before, right?

Ok, well we are between dart seasons so that’s out.

I’ve watched some movies, but they were too old to review.  You know, Legends of the Fall, Dead Poets Society, stuff like that.  Well, there was a Korean movie, Sympathy for Mr. Vengence.  I guess it would be in the “Kill Bill” genre, if there is such a thing.  Entertaining and all, but it was pretty hard to generate much sympathy for any of the characters.  Except for the little girl.  You’ll have to see for yourself on that.

Speaking of movies, do read the comment Dennis left regarding The Civilization of Maxwell Bright.  He saw it on a much deeper level than I managed, but I did catch the point regarding The Book of the Dead.  In fact, I’ve been thinking about it and hope I can find that level of peace and acceptance when my time comes.

Which reminds me, I went to the doctor on base this week.  Time for them to look through the scope that sees past Uranus, if you catch my drift.  Apparently they are booked up in the surgery clinic until July, so I won’t get any news on the state of my colon for awhile yet.  I also got a prescription for Chantrix (not sure how it is spelled).  I haven’t picked it up yet (which is why I can’t spell it).  For those not in the know, it is a drug that is reputed to kill the urge to smoke.  Yes, I am thinking about quitting again.  Emphasis on thinking at this point.  My moring cough might be trying to tell me something.  That and the whole Book of the Dead thing.

My dad is also getting radiation treatments for throat cancer.  So yeah, I might need to reconsider some of my lifestyle choices.

Work is a pain in the ass.  I have a great staff and I work the hell out of them.  It’s not like I’m doing any heavy lifting on my own.  But I seem to be lacking enthusiasm and motivation more frequently than I am comfortable with.  How bad is it?  Well, the other morning on my drive to work, I wrote a song call Procrastination.  Sung to the tune of that old Carly Simon song Anticipation.  I was pretty proud of myself.  But then again, it was about the only thing of substance I managed to accomplish that day.  I am going to have to do something about my procrastination problem.  Maybe next week.

I did brief the 4-star today and survived it pretty well, so I guess that’s something.  Prior to the meeting someone said I was the guy with all the answers.  Perhaps, but I am not real clear on the questions.  Ah well.

So, what do you do when you don’t feel like working?  Make vacation plans of course.  Which I have.  Bali.  First week in July.  It’s high time I got out and saw something new in this world.  Looking forward to that for sure.

I do go on, don’t I?

Enough.