Nonsensical Ramblings

A Cold Night in Arizona

2007-01-30T17:33:00.000-08:00

Well, I knew this would happen. I start a blog, and then immediately stop writing in it. Oh well, at least I'm not surprised by it.
Let's see... what's new... Oh yeah, I moved to Arizona. Phoenix, to be specific. I'm living with an old friend from high school and looking for work. If nothing else, the weather is much nicer than in Michigan. Well, warmer anyways. Nights are still chilly, but at least it's not -20 F.
I'd never been here before packing my stuff up and boarding the plane last Thursday. So far, it's been much better than I expected and I'm starting to feel comfortable here. Hopefully, I'll be gainfully employed soon and making a real life for myself.
I don't doubt that I'll be able to find work. I'm worried about the social factors of the city. No one would ever accuse me of being an extremely outgoing person. I don't make friends easily. I didn't in college and I was surrounded by friendly people. This city is colder, more distant than Ann Arbor. I don't know if I'll make any more contacts here than I did in the UP.
Have I changed one prison for another or am I just scared over nothing?

Ghosts

2006-11-24T18:22:00.000-08:00

A chill has fallen upon the house and no amount of firewood is able to lift it. The dim light of an old brass lamp falls across the cluttered drawing room, giving life to the shadows of the past. In the highbacked corner chair, an aging man in a tattered green button-down shirt sits listening to the echoes of the grand piano that's sat unplayed for years. With a slow, familiar movement, his sight rises from the gnarled pipe on the chairside table to the figure descended the stairwell. She'll be a sight unseen when he too is gone, but for now, they're together. But before he can begin to smile, a tear forms in the corner of his eye and she begins to fade like her picture on the mantle and he's left. Alone.

On the Road Again?

2006-09-17T19:23:00.000-07:00

Well, it looks like I might be moving again. My best friend from high school is making a very convincing argument for my moving to Phoenix and I must say it's working. Imagine if you can, me with a job, a car, money again, looser gun laws. And it'd just be him, his girlfriend, and me sharing a huge house. Let the good times roll.
With 75 hotels in metro Phoenix, I should be able to find a decent job at one of them. Granted, I probably won't start off at even asst. manager, but hey, I'll take what I can get at this point. Beats having no purpose at all.
And Phoenix is only #10 on the most dangerous cities. Washington DC was #2 and good ol' Detroit's #1. Right now, I'm more worried about the heat than the crime. But at least we're coming into winter so the temperature will be lower for the next six months or so.
I dunno. My mind's not made up yet, but it does sound promising. And it's a safer bet than the French Foreign Legion. Well, maybe not safer, but less French.

Excelsior

2006-08-31T20:20:00.000-07:00

Tonight I watched the season finale of Stan Lee's Who Wants to be a Superhero?, much to my chagrin. It'd be an understatement to say that, in the past, I've been horribly dismayed with the lengths that reality tv goes to in order to humiliate both its participants and its viewers. However, this show has pleasantly surprised me (and not just because the person I'd been rooting for won). For once, a show wasn't about the lengths a person would go to to win the prize, but rather what he or she would do in order to do the right thing. Idealism, people! That's what we need more of!
Though, in all honesty, I must admit I'd probably make a better supervillian than superhero. Something about world conquest always struck a cord with me. Yeah, I've got a touch of megalomania. Now, if you ever hear of them making that show, be sure to let me know, all right?
In other news, I'm currently uploading new photos to my flickr site for those of you with the address. Some are from a day I spent exploring the St. Mary's River shoreline and others are from the fifteen mile bike ride I took the other day. I'm sure you can figure out which are which.
The photo print sales are going slowly, but it's a little income coming in anyway. I'm trying to save as much of the profits as possible to take a trip somewhere. If you have any suggestions, be sure to leave 'em.
All right, I have a few things to get done before bed. G'night y'all.

Long Goodnight

2006-08-28T21:29:00.000-07:00

I started heading to bed over an hour ago and instead, here I am. Starting another blog. I should apologize right now to anyone who starts reading this as it will probably go nowhere. Oh well, I probably wouldn't sleep too well anyway. Rarely do these days. Even in dreams, I'm haunted.
I can't help thinking about the different paths one's life might take. Especially at night. The thoughts come at me, pleading for answers. How come you didn't do this? What would be different if you had? But it's all fruitless. None of the answers are definite and it's not like I can change things even if they were.
I should be in DC right now. I should be living the wolf's life, a life of adventure and secrets. Oh how the wolf side yearns for that last opportunity. Another missed chance. My life will never be what it could have been.
Instead of playing the part of the wolf, I'm resigned to the humanity. Next week, school will start up and I'll resume my substitute teaching. I'll once more try to impart some sense of the world on their minds and pray things get better.