I’m in a little bit of a rut

The subject says it all.  I do feel like I’m in a little bit of a rut right now.

Naturally, I’m fairly clueless to why this is the case, although I suspect it has to do with the summer vacation I never really wanted, the new job, the adaptation of a new routine, the feeling of starting over from square one in a way, and that I kind of feel like a little fish in a big pond.  I make more money than I did at my previous job, and my commute has literally been slashed in half, even if I am working on somewhat of an island that I occasionally fret has the potential to impact my social life.

I’m a grown up, and I should be able to deal with things like this better than I probably am, but for whatever reason, I still feel like I’m in a rut right now.

The most noticeable things to me is the fact that I’m having difficulty getting excited about things lately.  And I have some amazing things to look forward to in coming months; Dragon*Con, a possible drunken Disney escapade, and my first-ever trip to Europe.  I know that every single one of those thing will very likely be great, fun and memorable occasions, but I’m just having a hard time pumping myself up to truly get excited about them.

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Good thing I got out of there

Long story short: the State of Georgia caves under the pressure of all the anti-Confederate history rhetoric, will formally remove names of both Robert E. Lee’s birthday as well as Confederate Memorial Day from the calendar, starting in 2016.

In other words, no more Confederate Memorial Day.  QQ

Well, the day will still be a paid day off that most people out there will not get (including me now QQ x2), but it just won’t be called “Confederate Memorial Day” anymore.  It will be referred to as simply “state holiday” for those paying attention.

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The struggles of trying to live like the past

I decided to take my lunch time to go run a few errands.  Specifically go to the gas station, pick up a small purchase I needed, and ship off a package of something I recently sold on eBay.  The caveat to it all was that I had left my wallet at the mythical girlfriend’s place, and all I had in my possession was a small amount of cash, presumably sufficient enough to be able to put gas in my car, make my purchase, and ship my package.

I figured it would take roughly 45 minutes or so to hit up all three destinations and accomplish all three of my planned tasks.  Somewhere around the 75th minute, I was parking back at the office, frothing at the mouth in aggravation at how long everything took.

It had nothing to do with traffic either; it’s simply the fact that everywhere I went, everything just took forever, for a myriad of reasons, sometimes a combination.  But the lasting thought in my head was that the basis of most of it revolved around people doing things a dated way, just how slow an inefficient it all was, and how I’d rather pull out my own teeth than to have to do things in this manner again, if it can be helped.

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Is nothing sacred anymore??

TL:DR: Eternal lovers, Kermit the Frog and Miss Piggy are breaking up.

Ultimately, I think this is one gigantic ploy in order to drum up buzz and interest in The Muppets in general, but still, do all storytellers have to go to such dramatic lengths in order to do so?

Haven’t property creators learned from stuff like Peter Parker and Mary Jane?  I bet money, that FOX will regret separating Homer and Marge Simpson, and eventually bring them back together.

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You know what Atlanta needs?

If you said “improved mass transit,” “road repairs,” “improved mass transit,” “more police manpower,” “improved mass transit,” “southside development,” or “improved mass transit,” you’re completely wrong.

But if you said “another sporting complex,” then you’ve hit the jackpot!  Ding ding ding!

SSDD: Dekalb County has agreed to build a $30 million dollar soccer complex for the eventual Atlanta MLS team.

It’s stories like this that really make me fucking hate Atlanta, sometimes.

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Rockdale County is probably going to go broke after this year

Impetus: Rockdale County, Georgia, has decided that every student will be issued a laptop.  To do their homework.

Predicted result: by the end of the 2015-16 school year, Rockdale County, Georgia will suffer massive losses from stolen laptops, stolen parts, broken equipment, thieving and corrupt parents, students that move away or drop out, or any other factor that makes them regret putting thousands of dollars worth of laptops into the hands of teenagers, where they would have many hours of unsupervised time with them.

Seriously though, I really hope Rockdale has some pretty good legalese right now, to build a foundation from for future years of this, if this program lasts that long.  The thought is good, but the variable with the highest risk is simply the fact that people are involved.  I’ll be optimistic and say that like 85% of students will be fairly lawful and not too abusive of this arrangement, but the other 15% are going to really make the county ask themselves WHYYYYYYY??

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Some words for the fallen

It’s been a rough stretch for the wrestling industry this summer.  Within the last 60 days, two iconic names of the business have passed away, in Dusty Rhodes and now Rowdy Roddy Piper.  Given the fact that the life expectancy for males in the United States is at roughly 80 years old now, it is accurate to say that at 69 and 61 years old respectively, both Dusty and Piper left the world too soon, which is pretty much the epitomal statement made whenever any wrestler passes these days.  The lifestyle of the business, especially back when those guys were touring towns, was quite self-destructive, and it would be a bigger surprise if the causes of their deaths weren’t aided in some way or fashion by drugs or substance abuse.

I didn’t write anything publicly when Dusty Rhodes died, but now that Piper has so quickly followed, I think it’s a decent time to put some words down, because ultimately, I felt the same way about both guys, and it’s quite easier to turn this into something of a post that I’m hoping has some substance to it.

The truth is, I was never really a fan of either Dusty Rhodes or Roddy Piper.  This doesn’t mean that I don’t care about their deaths, far from it; they’re both unfortunate and absolutely horrible for the families that they left behind, but at the same time, I don’t see any reason to pretend like I was ever a big fan of either wrestler when they were still active.  Nor did I see any point of waxing poetic about great they were in the business, because I frankly don’t agree to such as fervently as many other wrestling fans do.

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