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Sat, Mar. 3rd, 2012, 04:33 pm

Haven't posted in a while, blah blah blah.... At least for once I'm not coming back just to bitch.

The truth is I'm just way, way addicted to Tumblr. Facebook, the idea that I can have small uninteresting peeks into the mediocre lives of people I actually know, tries my patience, which I don't seem to have enough of to properly blog either. Enter Tumblr, the rock that kills these two birds, dead dead deadski. Now I don't even have to blog words, just single pictures and ideas that I don't even have to find for myself, and look at strangers: not what they present to people in their everyday lives, but a little snippet of who they really are or want to be. I love it. And I guess I love the anonymity, because there is all of one, maybe two people who know I have one.

I live in upstate New York now. I moved for the job, and the job is worth it. I keep telling people this is all part of the plan I came up with years ago, but I don't think that anyone really grasps just how genius the plan is. Most don't see the way that I loosely structure my chaos. Perhaps I should explain the way I am, by explaining the way I travel... I know and expect that there will be a certain amount of chaos in any endeavor, that plans will go awry, that hiccups will wrinkle any smoothly laid scheme. The compensation for this is to allow for error. Pad your schedule with time. Allow for the mistakes to happen, and give yourself the flexibility to be able to absorb and adapt. When I drove from Chicago to Gainesville with my wife back in the day, she hated every minute of the trip, because my philosophy was that Chicago was in the North, and Florida was in the extreme South with thousands of miles in between. So as long as we kept heading in a generally South direction, we'd get there eventually. I also kept off the Interstates during the daytime in order to see more of the country and have the opportunity to stumble upon things of beauty.

Such is the way the plan for my life has been working. I know where I am, I know where I want to be, so I pick several sequential goals with many miles in between, and I just head in a general direction. So when I got out of the Navy, I assessed my strengths, thought about what I could enjoy doing, and saw to how I could get to that finish line; the life I wanted to ultimately lead. Whether I like to admit it or not, I am good with electronics and machinery. So I chose something in the electronics field. I wanted something that would have job security, so I chose something that would never go away: the medical industry. I looked into how medical devices are maintained and repaired, and what kind of qualifications are needed and desired. So I had my end goal, I had what I needed to take in school, and I know what employers are going to be looking for in my resume.

I went to school to get the right degree, I did the leg work and the soul-selling to join the global corporation to get the job security and opportunities to advance and also move laterally. And just recently I took that move to start at a good position in a good area of the country where I can continue to advance. Also, I'm registered to take some certification tests that will make me all the more valuable to the company- to any company.

So what I'm saying is that I think that many people have the idea that I'm just kind of floating along and things fall in my lap, but this is all part of the plan- and the plan is working perfectly.

I feel like I'm finally living up to the potential everyone has told me I've had all along.


Anyway. That was kind of ranty. I work now at a good hospital here in town. I'm kind of seeing a girl, but I think that she just wants to be friends, and I'm ok with that. I think I look more and more handsome every fucking day, but I'm still as unphotogenic as ever. I've been living in a kind of boarding house, rooms for rent with shared common areas, but I'm moving to my own flat this weekend. I haven't a stick of furniture up here, and I'm trying to buy a mattress off Craigslist but no one is calling me back. Oh, and I'm absolutely kicking ass at my new job. I think I'll be getting a promotion in no time. The future's so fucking bright I think I'm getting cataracts.

Tue, Mar. 8th, 2011, 10:11 pm

Tue, Oct. 20th, 2009, 12:54 am

I cruised down some back roads today. Class let out early and I was off: it was like planets aligning. I went out to my mother's after class, and we drove out to a junk store. I bought a briefcase and a lantern. Afterwards we had lunch and I started back to town.

I plan on making something for a friend out of the case. The lantern is for another project.

Back in town I hung around the main campus, went to the library. Borrowed the Butterfly and the Bell Jar and The Possession by Albert Camus. I just recently finished The First Man and O Pioneers! by Willa Cather. Currently reading Naked Lunch by Burroghs. I'm an addict, and this weekend will only compound the enabling. That's right, the book sale I've been rubbing my palms for is finally upon us. I'm thinking of getting there ridiculously early and waiting in line, then making a beeline straight for the DVDs and then the Classics.

Fri, Oct. 2nd, 2009, 06:18 pm
Note to self:

Astronautilis' address:
Andy Bothwell
1827 S. Weller
Seattle, WA 98144

Fri, Oct. 2nd, 2009, 11:17 am

I have a feeling this supposed ultra-productive day off is going to be very NON-productive.

Sun, Sep. 6th, 2009, 03:01 am

I've been addicted to Call of Duty: World at War for a little bit. Especially the online deathmatch. What's worse is I've finally begun to get better at it. I guess there are worse things. At least this hobby keeps me from spending money and safe at home.

I went to see Halloween II after work tonight. So many movies have been coming out that I wanted to see while I was broke, now I feel like the clock is ticking before I'll have to wait for them to come out on video, when I'll probably have forgotten about them by that time. Funny People is already out of theaters and scarcely crosses my mind.
Anywho, Halloween was ok. Rob Zombie took a little meander into his more creative side; like House of 10,000 Corpses, versus Devil's Rejects. It felt like there was something missing though. I know one thing I missed from both of his Myers' movies: the gift he has for small pointless dialogue scenes he puts in his other movies. Take Devil's Rejects, again: the conversation about the chick in the traveling band riding the mechanical bull in the tube-top. Or the one about fucking the chickens between the brothel owner and the redneck. There was a little of that flavor in the first Halloween, what with the security guard's banter and later the trucker on the john talking about a big beef burrito talking back at him. It's that detailed patchwork that makes the whole project more colorful.

On a side note, I saw a trailer for some animated film of Zombie's on Hulu... not impressed.

After the movie I stepped into Walmart and saw the skankiest ho I think I've seen in a long while. Part of me wanted to stare, but more of me didn't, less she thought I was admiring her instead of indulging in grotesque curiosity.

I'm just about finished with Catch-22, I'm on the last chapter. It's fucking long. If it wasn't so amazingly written, I'd have set it down over a week ago. It's one of those books that drive me crazy in alot of ways, and then socks me square in the jaw with something amazing. Alot of the dialogue is incredibly frustrating. Many of the characters make me want to hit them with something blunt. But at the same time, I'm always eager to get back to the story. It's books like this that convince me that I'll never be a writer.

Thu, Sep. 3rd, 2009, 11:22 pm

I went to the wedding and came back in one piece. I've been slack on the updating, I know. However, I've opened up a new notebook or two, and I've been trying to read as much as I was AND work more than I have been plus doing my homework like a good little schoolboy. What I'm saying is that I'm spreading myself thin, and cheesy online unpopular blogs get the short end of the stick I guess. Maybe someday I will bore you with the tale of my 16 hour odyssey in Georgia on the return leg.

I recieved some emails from Jennifer today. She's having a boy. I think I would be happy either way, but I groan when I remember what she decided to name it, were it male. Braxton. Bleh; how Eastern Tennessee Baptist. Makes me think of Toni Braxton.

Maybe one of you chicks know what those things are. They all like petri dishes to me.

Oh yeah, many 'a picture from the wedding. All posted to FB. Here's a link.

Tue, Aug. 25th, 2009, 01:32 am

I went to school today. It's been four years. Allison the roommate asked me if I felt nervous. No. I wish I was taking more than one class at a time.

I worked later in the afternoon. I've been trying to rekindle my work ethic and not slack nearly as much. My routine was getting more and more ridiculous. So I've been dutifully at task these past few days. I even worked overtime. The result has been that The Plague is taking forever to get through.

My sister's wedding is this weekend. I leave on Thursday, via ye olde Greyhound. I've picked out and memorized my toast quote:

Doubt thou that the stars are fire,
Doubt the sun doth move,
Doubt Truth to be a liar,
But never doubt thy love.

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