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8 years ago
It's been over a year since I posted a journal here. Radio silence seems to be my specialty. But then, that really isn't surprising. I've never really thought my life was interesting enough to warrant that stuff. It's the main reason I don't have a Twitter or Facebook page. I don't know what I'd do with it. Actually, I do. I'd post an introductory message and then it'd just sit there and slowly rot.
Perhaps I shouldn't be so cynical. A lot has gone on in the past year. I started it with a job. I ended it on unemployment. I could go on about that job and all that went on there lead up to me being let go but this isn't the place for that. I'm living in a different part of the country now. In amongst the mountains instead of the rolling hills. I'm in coal mining country instead of the bread basket.
I've cultivated an interest in baking. There's a certain amount of pride in being able to look at a loaf of bread and think "I made that from scratch." It feels nice.
I joined a camera club. Maybe now we'll get more pictures.
I've taken to visiting the local flea market and collecting lighters. I've got a Zippo from 1937. And a nuclear fall out guide from the 60's. Depressing how that stuff is still relevant.
I suppose what this rambling equates to is therapy. Yeah, the job fiasco and ensuing job search dominated the year but there were also a bunch of good things that happened as well. I visited a trolley museum and got to ride on a vintage trolley. When else am I ever going to get that chance? I guess what I'm trying to tell myself is that while things seem bad on the surface there was still a bunch of really cool things that happened to me this year. That this year wasn't a total waste. And whatever happens next year, keep your nose up and keep going.
Happy new year.
Perhaps I shouldn't be so cynical. A lot has gone on in the past year. I started it with a job. I ended it on unemployment. I could go on about that job and all that went on there lead up to me being let go but this isn't the place for that. I'm living in a different part of the country now. In amongst the mountains instead of the rolling hills. I'm in coal mining country instead of the bread basket.
I've cultivated an interest in baking. There's a certain amount of pride in being able to look at a loaf of bread and think "I made that from scratch." It feels nice.
I joined a camera club. Maybe now we'll get more pictures.
I've taken to visiting the local flea market and collecting lighters. I've got a Zippo from 1937. And a nuclear fall out guide from the 60's. Depressing how that stuff is still relevant.
I suppose what this rambling equates to is therapy. Yeah, the job fiasco and ensuing job search dominated the year but there were also a bunch of good things that happened as well. I visited a trolley museum and got to ride on a vintage trolley. When else am I ever going to get that chance? I guess what I'm trying to tell myself is that while things seem bad on the surface there was still a bunch of really cool things that happened to me this year. That this year wasn't a total waste. And whatever happens next year, keep your nose up and keep going.
Happy new year.
Your involvement in the camera club sounds cool. If that leads to more photos, then hooray for that.
I don't know that the secret is to having journals noticed and commented on. One of the first I wrote was heart-wrenchingly sad about the loss of my boxer, Callie. Surely, that should touch a few furries, right? Except nobody seemed to notice. Then I wrote that silly one about the origin of my family name and got all kinds of attention. Go figure.
So from a displaced Pennsylvanian now living in the breadbasket, Happy New Year to you.
Yeah, they do seem to be a fairly interesting, laid back bunch. I mean, it impressed me enough to want to go to the next meeting.
I've noticed popularity in general is a very fickle thing. I can post a picture I think is perfect and only get crickets in response. And then I can post something I don't think is all that great and get a half dozen comments.
So, my hat is off to you.
Baking is a good skill to have. Its a reasoned, contemplative activity that yields tangible results that can be delicious. Now, work on those pie crusts. Pie crusts are deceptively simple but take some real technical skill.
PS - Happy New Year
V.
1) There's not really much coal mining around. :)
2) You can ride trolleys at any one of dozens of trolley museums all over the country. You just didn't know they were there! :)
3) Good bread rocks. I met some FA visitors from Germany and they bemoaned the lack of edible bread in this country. So rock on with the bread :)
4) Possibly the best thing is... you're only 28. Enjoy it while you can.
I'm basically just screwing with you. I hope you get that :)
And bread is awesome.
Oh the times they are a changin'!