archived entries for February 2005

Thursday, February 24, 2005
that time warp
What the hell? Nevermind that, I’m back and so are my innocuous yet mildly salted musings…

You know one of life’s true ironies has to be our inexplicable obsession with time. So often we think we’ve mastered it but it only takes a fraction of second to dismantle any concoction or contraption used to rein it in. Hey, just ask Tom Hanks.

It’s funny, when young we were all in such a hurry to grow up, to grab a hold of our freedom, our own life and set out to do whatever we fancied. But we forgot or rather never understood that the clock was furiously ticking and the Langoliers were greedily devouring the days gone by. And there are no mulligans (but thankfully you have to really screw up to need a do over and that’s another conoversation). But back to this time thing. It seems once you get past 18 or 21 depending on what you were most looking forward to (turning sixteen was a given, but then you soon realized how much more cooler things would be if you were 18 or 21) time gets mean, bends you over and makes you scream “yes I’m your beeatch!…!”.

I’m not sure if it’s because I woke up this morning and realized that two months have gone by since I was last conscious or the fact that the jam, Good Vibrations, was rocking my world FOURTEEN YEARS AGO. Granted I can’t cry too much since I’m still in my mid-twenties, but I’m on the downside of those twenties. Things only move by that much faster from here on out. Lost at warp speed amongst bills, mortgages, responsibilities, worries and – I can’t even imagine those of you with real, honest-to-goodness families right now. Frick, I still get psyched about the next generation Zelda game! But not as much nowadays. Is this a function of growing older?

I don’t know, maybe all of this is a culmination of my own CPU running at 100% steadily for the last few months, actually since I’ve gotten back from the Phd conference in Chicago. So many things still left to do, so many things I want to do. So little time. I think I need to end some processes. Soon. Too much on the mind and not enough… not on the mind. I haven’t even had time to work out, which usually breaks up a lot of the mental over-processing. I’m feeling, and sad to say, looking a little doughy now. It’s depressing. I thought a little road trip down to Key West would help but not really. I’ll get the pictures up as soon as I can get the computer up and running again (yeah another crash of some sort, hard drive, mother board, memory, bad cable, who knows).

Argh.

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