Been a while since I made an actual blog post, so I thought I should update in case anyone is still paying attention. (Though, I’m not sure how, since I seem to have borked my RSS feeds.)
For the record, there are several causes for the lack of posts here. Primarily, I blame, in no small part, the micro-blogging aspects of Pownce and Twitter. It’s pretty easy to fire off small updates to those services and neglect writing longer posts for the blog. Sometimes, small posts are better anyways. Not every bit of subject matter really deserves more than a sentence or two.
Secondly, I blame a recurring issue: Work. My job has been sucking a lot of time and energy lately. It’s been sucking other things too, but I’ll leave that for another day. The cat is nearly out of the cage, so it should ease up, but then again we re-orged again, so it’s a crap shoot.
Thirdly, I’ve been trying to focus on actual writing projects again. Or, rather, yet again. However, I’ve had an epiphany about a project I’ve been kicking around for years. I’m excited about refining this concept and bring it to life. However, between work and life, it will take a long while. Hopefully, I can keep up my level of enthusiasm, though, and continue to make progress. Focus is hard, sometimes.
Recently, Annette and I took a weeklong vacation. We rented a house on the Russian River and it was awesome. During the trip, we attended a wine club events at Trefethen B.V. vineyards, tasted in the Russian River region, got a massage, and, perhaps most importantly, sat around and relaxed. We bought a tanker’s worth of wine. It was a fantastic vacation.
Last weekend, I went to a family reunion. Those are always really weird for me, because I just don’t fit in. I mean, I love my family. My mom, grandma and aunt are some truly special ladies and I like spending time with them, but the list of topics we have to discuss is pretty short. The unending supply of cousins are nice enough as well, but I know them even less, and despite being closer in age to most of them, I may have even less in common. I avoided interesting topics (like war, politics and religion) and instead we discussed other family members and their ailments. Very, uplifting. >.<
Anyway, I guess I should wrap this up. I’ll try not to be such a stranger.
Oh, and PS: I think I’m having my midlife crisis early. Unless of course I die at 70, because then it’s right on time.
