T- Minus 7...

In a week, I will be leaving. I've quit my job(s), turn in my 2 weeks, booked my flights, and I'm off to Tennessee. I've just turned 25, I'm going to be an uncle, I have an insane urge to write stories, and tomorrow I'm cooking for 14 house mates (there's currently a 15lb turkey brining in a garbage bag in the bathtub, and a 25lb turkey thawing in the washroom sink). We'll see how it works out. I need to fix my computer so I can go back to writing those 2 stories I have slowly bouncing around and gathering brain-fluff the way a carelessly dropped snowball gathers more and more flakes until it turns into an avalanche that crushes small unsuspecting Swiss villages. Plural. I spent this day off movie-hopping. I paid to see Bolt, an entertaining animated bit, walked out of that just as the new Bond movie was starting, walked into that, and left that about 5 minutes after Australia began, but that 5 minutes didn't really matter all that much, it turns out. All of them were decent movies, but despite the fact that this seems to be the first 007 movie to actually be a direct sequel to its predecessor, it was the weakest link in this afternoon's lineup. Not enough Bond-oriented gadgets and far too much ambient generic technology.

anyway, that appears to be all for now, despite the fact that I have not said much since the day before my birthday. Major life update: I've decided to take the job offer and work with sharks, in case you hadn't already been informed.

Birthdays and other such nonsense

Come tomorrow morn, I will be half way to 50 years old. A quarter century. Time to have my quarter-life crisis, and as if on cue, it appears. Despite the fact that I'm in Hawaii, and have said that I will remain here until mid-January, I've just been offered a paying (yes, you heard that right, PAYING) job. $19,000 for the first year, and a raise to $24,000 after the first year. Benefits and such, and I'd live in Tennesee and work next to a national park where I could camp and bike and fish and such.

What to do?

Also, I'm going to go play with a sea lion tomorrow morning.

Suggestions?

The Other Side of the Story

This is an idea I had while running to work at 5:30 one morning. It's not complete yet by any means, but I wanted to write some of it before I forgot it. It's a little long and the words are pretentious, but sometimes it just happens that way.


Creation
In darkness was naught, and then Spake He the Word. The Word still rang in our ears as we opened our eyes. The Word echoed and repeated, reverberating in my very being. I was. I AM. Fivescore and eleven were we, and each a study in perfection. Delicate of feature, bright of eye, and stout of wing
And I, above all, I the most beautiful. My feathers shon as the sun and my eyes held the night. My mind as bright and eager as dawn and my love and compassion as quiet and deep as dusk. I the most beautiful, I the most powerful, I the leader of the host, I the Morningstar. I Lucifer.
And in our awakening we knew, and knowing did we come to love our Creator. Perfection were we, but beyond perfect was He. Blinding to behold and deafening to hear, our minds did balk at His Words, but hear them we must. Heed them we must. And we obeyed. We obeyed and we awoke
With our awakening did we come to know our world, and knowing it did we love it, for truely it was beauty. Artfully and masterfully crafted, it was beauty. Then Spake He to Us: "Go forth and dominate. Prosper as you will and serve as you can." And thus did we obey.

Guardians
That which fell to me was Justice. For Justice and Law stood I, but Justice above all else. Mine was the Truth and the Justice, and guarded these ideals did I. As the strongest and highest, thus was my calling, and Justice did I guard.
Beneath me stood Michael of Command and Selaphiel of Faith. And Barachiel of Peace, and Gabriel of Might. And Jeremiel of Glory and Jesudiel the Hearld. And Uriel of Vengence and Raphiel of Knowledge. Oh, Raphiel of Knowledge
Wisest was he, and fullest of care. Wisest was he, for his was the knowledge of the Creator. Answered these Eight to Me, and to the Eight spoke I, for in our hands was the balance of all. For in our hands rested Creation. From the Creator was given to us dominion over His Creation.
With Peace and Glory ruled the Eight, with Vengence and Faith. Ruled they with Command and Might and Voice and Knowledge. Always ruled they with Knowledge. Of temperance and care spoke Raphiel, of knowledge and reason spoke he. This voice of reason I heeded, this voice above all else. I heeded this voice of knowledge.

First of 2 tonight

I just watched Barak Obama's victory speech. It was pleasant to listen to a man who could pronounce most nay, ALL of his words correctly; to listen to someone who could spend nearly 15 minutes talking and not once utter the work "nuclear" or, more importantly "nuculear". Watching his speech and reflecting, his style and crowd participation put me in mind of one JFK. A friend of mine, my freshman year at Vassar said to me: Have you heard about this junior senator from Illinois? Watch some of his speeches some time, I think we're going to be seeing more of him soon." While those may not have been his exact words, they are the general idea, and I think I may owe that guy a bit of money because I might have said something along the lines of "It'll be a bit longer than that before America has become liberal enough to elect a minority president." Apparently I was wrong.

Grrrrr...

Imagine the perfect weekend. I didn't have it. My landlord appears to be not going to repay me my $600 security deposit because he's going bankrupt, my computer's logic board has fried...for a second time, and this time it's not under warrenty so it's going to take about $310 to ship it off to California and get it replaced. Hurray! Hope everyone else is having a better week.