December 2008
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Almost the new year
It’s almost here! 2009 is full of promise, but I can’t forget all the lessons that 2008 patiently carried for me. Thank God for His mercies and patience. I’m looking forward to this ride…
Sad.
There’s that feeling again. The one in my gut that won’t dissolve.
It’s a ball of tears, frustration, and just general melancholy.
*sigh*
Simple pleasures
* A perfect, sunny, 75F day.
* Driving through town on a lunch break.
* Driving through town with the sunroof open.
* Minimal traffic.
* Nice people.
* The little “thank you” handwave after someone lets you cut in front in traffic.
Take Five
Dusting off a forgotten recording, I’ve rediscovered the simple joys of a well crafted jazz combo.
Dave Brubeck rocks my world.
Seethe.
I’m becoming aware that I subtly exude low frequency rage when I feel provoked, attacked, or must otherwise go on the defensive.
I need to stop that.
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Oh, the places I've been
2008 has been unusually productive in the travel department. I’ve been blessed with more trips that I could have imagined.
Let me count the ways:
Florence, Italy - CHI2008 (work)
Spokane, WA - User observation (work)
Calgary, AB - User observation (work) AND 24 hours in the Rockies with my cousin!
Ft. Worth, TX - User observation (work)
Dallas, TX - hung out with high school friends...
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A rush of blood to the head
It’s all happening very quickly. 2008 is bleeding out and I don’t even want to staunch the flow. There will be more time for retrospective introspection (is that possible?) but for now, I just want to enumerate my upcoming travel plans. That will make me feel better about having to plod through this week.
December 16-23 - in San Jose, California for the GYC conference and visiting...
Who am I to judge?
There they are, the people who think they’re already grown. The ones who feel they have no need of the Wise and thus, may turn their backs on them on a moment’s notice. Why do some feel that they can bite the hand that feeds them, when they’re still dependent on those strong arms?
Is it because they have no boundaries, can “do no wrong”, and are not taught that yes,...
All is calm, all is bright
The week has barely started and I’m already behind.
There’s also a mild air of discontent in this autumn breeze.