Wikipedia, the Free Encyclopedia defines convergence as: the approach toward a definite value, a definite point, a common view or opinion, or toward a fixed or equilibrium state…

…and that is a good enough definition for me at this time.  I was sitting here contemplating the title, “Coffee and home made toast” since that is what I am having at the moment.  It is a nice sunny Saturday and I felt like writing so for you attention deficit people, you might want to back out now.  =)  You have been warned and thank you in advance for sticking around to read the whole thing.  You truly are appreciated.

I had other titles in mind as well, titles that hinted at things like listening to the radio and not watching TV, the aftermath of losing someone to suicide, I struggled there for a moment trying to find another way of identifying suicide but there really isn’t.  I thought about my week of work and how no power  on Tues/Wed and a stat holiday on Monday made for a very unproductive and boring week of work.  I didn’t even feel like writing about it it was so boring.

I guess since I really have posted that much, I really haven’t been writing as much since the two go hand in hand these days.  I mean there have been days where I would write like crazy and not be posting anything on the internet.  Don’t worry dear readers, this was before the internet and yes that time did exist.  =)  I have a poem that I wrote that had a lot of imagery and symbolism toward the onset of The Nisga’a Treaty but have since misplaced that sheet of paper.  The Nisga’a Treaty is a good place to start writing I guess.  I have provided links for you at the bottom of this post and if you search “The Nisga’a Treaty” on Google, you will also find a wiki for it.  Gotta love the internet.  =)

When you read through that Facts Page from INAC (the one I link to), please keep in mind that you are reading the Canadian Government’s view of The Nisga’a Treaty.  This is very apparent in the following statement:

“It is important to understand that Aboriginal rights and treaty rights are different. Aboriginal rights are not clearly defined, and must be established through the courts on a case-by-case basis.”

I love how they are touting The Nisga’a Treaty but at the same time still trying to keep the rest of the country’s Native People under their thumb.  My opinion.  =)

You might be wondering how I could go from coffee and toast to The Nisga’a Treaty and it is simple, I felt like writing and these are the things that I know.  I know that I love my wife’s home made bread especially in the morning when she toasts it on the stove top rather than in the toaster.  Very delicious and coffee, you know about a coffee already.

I know that my friend Mike is in school and he is studying a subject that is very much near and dear to my heart.  In fact, he is in effect studying me and my forefathers as well as all our brothers and sisters right across the North American Continent but since European Contact, well there are invisible lines have separated us.  Well you may find some blogs of mine that are devoted to talking about what it means to be a Nisga’a, a Native person in Canada.  I mean it still bothers me that the federal organization that is charged with looking after ‘indians’ still uses that fucking word.  It is a misnomer and honestly, how can you put your trust behind an organization that is based on and continues to use misinformation to this day?  I Need Another Copy.    Take the bolded capital letters from that previous sentence and you have the same acronym as Indian and Northern Affairs Canada.  I mean they start with ‘indian’ and it is the first thing you see when dealing with them.  I am glad that the Nisga’a people are no longer Wards of the Canadian Government and I hope that one day all Native Peoples across Canada are able to give up the bullshit that INAC doles out, often sight unseen.

Seriously, would you buy a house that you have never seen?  No you wouldn’t right?  So why the hell is Canada still allowing INAC to build houses in reservations that they have never seen with their own eyes?  Mold and sub par housing is rampant and have always plagued the Native People of Canada, even to this very day.  But I have digressed toward a rant and yeah that was for you Mike.  =)

Rants aren’t really my thing.  My Late Father and I guess my heritage and traditions have taught me to be more respectful and my Grandmother did her part by giving me a wallet card that has The Serenity Prayer” on it.  I guess just thinking about them put me in a mood to do something I haven’t done in a while.  I put on the CD that my lovely wife got for me several Father’s Days ago, a copy of Pink Floyd’s “The Wall”.  =)  It is a great reminder of my late father, he passed on that love of the music to me and I am kinda blasting it right now as my sons clean up their rooms.  Man it has been a while since I have heard this album and I am feeling pretty good right about now.

“Daddy what’d you leave behind for me?” Well other than bricks in the wall and being an awesome lyric in an awesome album, it is a reminder of where I came from and where I am right now.  He left me so much more, I love you Dad, please continue to rest in peace and I look forward to seeing you again in my dreams and one day in the Great Beyond.

It is odd to consider 40 years of life, seeing people come into and leave this World to the Great Beyond.  I guess with Jayme’s death I am forced to look at my own life.  Things are good, thank you.  I just looked around my home, my family and marveled at how everything has come to this point, how things have all converged to this day.  The Nisga’a Treaty, the internet, real and virtual friends that now all stand in one circle rather being divided by an invisible line, Pink Floyd’s The Wall, listening to the radio rather than watching tv…finishing off this slice of homemade bread toast.

Writing and posting to the internet.  =)  Thank you for reading and please enjoy your day.

I was going to go into some detail about my love for homemade bread but I think I will save that for another day since the very idea of homemade bread brings to mind all of the Women that have shaped my life, the women that I dearly and truly love.  My wife, Mom and grandmothers.  Yay a blog for another day.  I will give you some homework though (optional).  You will find a link for some homemade bread at the end of this post and yeah, it is a lot to read but honestly, making bread is easy.  I used to help my Grandmother punch bread but I will save that for another day’s entry.  =)

I just liked how everything just converged and dear readers you have your part in that so thank you once again.

Links for you:

This is the wikipedia page for convergence.

This is the Nisga’a Treaty page.

This is the recipe for homemade bread

The wind blows silent.

A heart that has been ribboned.

I will miss you Rain.

- George Nelson Jr.

October 16, 2009

I wrote that after a few days of mulling over the news I heard on Wednesday that an online friend succumbed to Life and committed suicide.  She was someone that I saw had a grasp of the written word but sadly those words she so adeptly used had lost meaning for her and without any word or sign to anyone, she took her own life.

I have written elsewhere about how I have gone through what has become a routine for me when having to deal with the suicide of someone I knew.  for the most part, I have had to live through the suicides of people that I knew in my day to day life, people that I have tangibly been in a room with as opposed to people that I have only talked to on the internet.

Jayme was an online friend of mine and I am happy to say that I have many people on the internet that I take as my friends.  It doesn’t matter to me anymore if they are online or off, if they are someone I take to and can talk to, they are my friend.

We need more people to be friends with everyone, easier said than done right?  WRONG!  It is easier to be a friend to someone rather than talking about being a friend to someone.  No one is listening to you anyways when you are talking about being a friend rather than actually being a friend.  M’eh.  Her death has affected me and I am somewhat philosophical tonight.  Perhaps an hour or so driving on the highway with my sons will clear my head.  Actually my son and I are heading out pretty soon to pick up our oldest so he can come home for the weekend.

For those who read my blog and comment all of the time, thank you for your consideration and your time.  For those who read, thank you as well.

Well it is Saturday and it seems that we have a full day on our plate.  The little one has had his bath already and we have lined up for the shower and will be heading out of town for the day.  My oldest is waiting for us to come and pick him up as he missed his bus from school yesterday and at the same time, we will be participating in our Nisga’a Culture.

Today five headstones are being moved and with any stone moving, the extended family of each tribe has a part to play.  Whether it be in preparing refreshments, providing treats for the children or simply setting up chairs for the actual moving of the stone, everyone has their part.

As a member of the Frog Tribe I will be there to help out in the Feast Hall tonight even though the Hosts are not from the same House as I am, we are all Ganada (Frogs) and we do our part.  This ensures that we our own family/House puts up a feast, they will be there to help as well.  That is a tenet of our culture.  More than “getting out what you put in”, our society is an old one that has survived attempted assimilation and the weight of Christianity.  The latter we have worked into our lives and have made it our own.  Nisga’anized if you will.  =)

Given our cultural duties and responsibilities, there is one thing that is the foundation of all that we do.  Family.

Today my wife and I get to meet the newest member of our Family.  Our God Daughter has a sister of her own and we can’t wait to meet our new niece.  So looking forward to that.  Within three hours of this post, I will be at my inlaws’ and will have met the new baby.  Can’t wait.  =)  We will also get to see family that we haven’t seen in a little while (brother and sister in law for example, not to forget out god daughter).

I am sure that we will be able to see other members of the family that we see more often and it will be good to see them once again.

Then there is the extended family of the Tribe and while I couldn’t get off of work yesterday to attend the Tribal Feast, I have been to enough of them to know what work is to be done today and so I will be there to help out where I can.

The sun is out and while we are missing out on some prime Painting Time for the Church Fence that we have been working on for the past month, it will be a good day nonetheless.

So with that, I will leave my home and my virtual home for the day but I will be back to make sure that my good friend Katie gets her birthday blog because she totally deserves it.  =)  Happy Birthday tomorrow Katie!!  =)

I have been wondering how it is that I have managed to only have some 618 spam messages and 7 in the queue right now.  That is until I wrote that blog about corneal abrasions (nothing dirty about that, I think LOL) Dirty Martinis (yup there it is) and I guess including Grown Ups in that title also helped but a majority of the spam I have had since posting that blog has been in that blog.

Looking at my spam queue right now I have spam I haven’t seen before.  I have spam I have seen before and have rewarded by approving of the comment.  The name has changed but the message is still the same.  Then there are the spam that I am not surprised to see.  Spam for sites that are dirty, just plain dirty.

Now don’t get me wrong, I am an Adult and am not completely unaware of the entertainment that caters to adults only but I don’t want to be promoting sites that cater to the paparazzi’s insatiable lust for “that shot” of an actress.  Nor do I want to promote sites that have ‘creampie’ and vagina as a part of their focus.  Going over the nude actress spam, I do have to wonder about it, if they are using the nude actress hook to get you to their site that is about…*checks spam*…speech and language pathology??  What the Fuck?

*shrugs*

Tony Brown, I will approve your message but as for the rest, I am sorry but no.  WP has a delete feature for catching these and I am thankful for that.  Thank you WordPress.  I am not sure if I have ever said that before but you have provided a place for me that I very much enjoy coming back to and writing when the fancy hits me.  Apparently I like to write.  =)

I don’t have anything too profound or deep to write about today so I will leave this post and then start on another one.  I was going to write it all here but the attention span of most is limited so on to the next blog.  =)  Wow in looking for a category to post this blog under, I remembered The Junk Drawer and smiled at the aptness.  =)

Symbolically, the white picket fence has become to be known as a goal, perhaps even an ideal.  Realistically, the white picket fence to me means hard work.  The bigger the fence, the more work that goes into it.  From the outline of framing the property, to marking out where holes will be dug all the way to putting that last picket on.  There is a lot of work to be done to get to the point of putting up the last picket and essentially finishing the fence.

Hoping of course that your lines are true and that the estimates of material have worked out.  Then there is the issue of the weather.  I am sure you can buy your white picket fence, there are a number of prefabricated fences that you can buy where half the work is done for you but is that fence the same as the one where you cut all of the material and finish the material yourself?  Even with a prefab fence you will still have to plan out how the fence goes in though.

Luckily all of the planning is behind us and we can now focus on taking advantage of the nice weather and paint the primer coat on the rest of the fence posts and stringers.  At the same time the rest of the pickets can be sanded and readied to be primed.  Luckily we have a bunch of them that were primed and have been drying for a few days.  With the nice weather this afternoon, we started hanging pickets on the fence.

This of course brought out all the foreman and looky loos who have a tendency to take you out of your groove that you find yourself in when you have found a process that works.  It took me about ten pickets to find my groove and now all of the rest I will put up will be great. We did get a lot of people who took a few pictures or used the video feature of their cameras to conduct an interview while I was working.  It was a great day of work today.

To get back to the symbolism of  a white picket fence, I guess you can look to the ideal goal of most people.  Having their own home, career, family and to round it all out,the white picket fence.  I guess this can be in a sense a traditional goal in that those values have been passed on to you from your parents and grandparents.  It means pretty much that for us here and the elders who remember when the big church had a white picket fence over 50 years ago.  Our crew is bringing that back and Paul and I who were nailing up the pickets got a lot of compliments on how nice it looks and we are just getting started.

There is still a lot of work to be done but seeing a portion of the fence as it will be (minus the final coat of paint but already primed) sure made for a great day of work.

It is interesting to consider only what the white picket fence symbolizes and not consider what the fence itself represents.  I keep thinking that it is ironic that the ideal of the white picket fence and striving for that level of success also symbolizes putting up a barrier.

*shrugs*  It does look nice though.  =)

Hi, welcome. Please find a seat, we will begin once everyone is here.  My Mom has all of her children at home seeing as I brought my brother home from town on Sunday.  She also has her own siblings in attendance so it was great to have my Uncles and Aunties there as well.

Since it my son’s First Birthday, we also have a surprise for my wife in her parents showing up which is why we started at 6:30PM instead of the usual 6PM.  I was so happy that they showed up because it made it so much more for my wife and I to share with our families the first birthday of our Baby Boy who won’t stop growing up.  He brought so much joy to everyone tonight, it was awesome to hear and see the laughter filling my Mom’s house.

Okay everyone is here now and yes I do mean you my internet friends.  =)  We shall begin.  We usually open our gatherings with a word of prayer, something that my Grandfather passed on to my Father and something I am carrying on.  My son AE then blesses the food and we can begin our smorg.  Everyone that showed up brought with them a dish and man what a great dinner it was.  My Inlaws surprised us by bringing a cake and I am glad they did because there is more than enough cake for everyone (in attendance that is).  LOL  We had two cakes!  One for my mom and one for G3.

One of the cakes was from my cousin who just finished her third year of culinary arts and to show our support for her, we ordered a cake from her and it was delicious.  But before we can have cake we have a smorg to dive into.  =)  Baked spaghetti, fresh fried coho are two highlights of the smorg and the food was delicious, everyone said so but I will get to that in a sec.

Now that everyone has eaten it was time for cake.  =)  We brought out G3’s cake first and man you should have seen his surprise and his little dance as he listened to us all standing around him singing his first birthday song and then he tore into the cake with a handful.  =D  His Grandpa and Grandma were on both sides of him and it was just so heartwarming to see that.  Him with his grandparents on both sides and a house full of relatives singing for him.

Then we brought out my Mom’s birthday cake that also came with a lot of jokes about too many candles and fire departments saying no to all those candles.  =)  We used those number candles and I actually found myself at a loss for words my heart was so filled with joy.  Knowing my inlaws still had to drive home, we got into another one of our family traditions that my father and Grandfather have passed on to us.  It is something that I feel has kept our family strong and it is something that I have found myself taking the helm on.

Speeches.  I started by thanking everyone for honoring our invitation and thanking all those who had a hand in preparing the food for what turned out to be a great dinner.  My Uncles then followed suit as well as my father In Law who nearly brought a lump to my throat as he talked about how he liked to see us honor our Mom.  It is something he and his family believe in and it was touching because he in the same speech without having to say it, was also thinking and remembering our family members who were no longer with us.  Parents in particular.  I believe he thought of his Mom tonight and that is just awesome as well.

The speeches continued as the Aunties also made speeches followed by my brothers and my son AE also made one.  =)

Once everyone had a chance to make a speech, wishing my Mom and G3 a happy birthday, it was encouragements and further laughter as we all sat around and enjoyed the rest of the evening.

There is something about our birthday dinners and by ‘our’, I mean my Family and it was awesome to have both of mine and my wife’s family in attendance, it was great to see Uncles and Aunties that we don’t always see.  Not everyone in our community does this, it is something that I have noticed and am honored that my family still comes together when my Mom, Wife or Sister calls for a dinner.

Seeing as we opened with a word of prayer, it was only fitting that we close with a word of prayer.  Feel free to bow your heads if you wish…

Father, we thank you for this day, we thank you for the traveling mercies that have brought so many people together tonight.  We thank you for the hands that have prepared our food and ask that you be with those who need you, those who are sick and or are in the hospital.  We pray for our Elders and ask that you be with them and with all who may need you.  We ask that you see our family members home safe and sound and we thank you once again for a great day.  This we ask in your name.  Amen.

Now you all don’t have to go home but it was only right that we close properly.  My inlaws made their way home and my Mom got to sit around with her brothers and sisters for a while longer.

It was a great birthday dinner and I still have a very large piece of cake yet.  I was too full to finish it over there.  I already had one piece of cake over there and at quarter after eleven in the evening, I am still stuffed.  My stomach and my heart are full.  I am a very happy guy tonight and I am happy to share this with my friends.  It would be great to have any of you here for one of our dinners.  =)

Thank you for coming, make sure you take home some food.

Happy First Birthday George.  You had such a beautiful birthday dinner and I look forward to the day that you get to read this for yourself.  I am also hoping that the pictures that my sister took will also show up in my picture blog.

It was a great evening filled with family, laughter and most important of all, great words and speeches shared with all.

I guess in the early days of the internet and the new found freedom of anonymity it was to be expected that we find an association between people on the internet and being crazy.

You can search the internet and find countless stories and news posts of people that have used the internet to find, locate and even kill people.  I won’t link to any of them but I am sure you can think of one right now.  This blog is not about them but I felt I should mention them and get them out of the way so that you can also get passed them and consider how the concept of People On The Internet has evolved.  It seems I might be able to tie together a few of my Categories here. – Virtual society, Community, Sociology and I guess even Philosophy not to mention The Evolution of Thought.

In essence all of things are things that we as Humanity have to deal with or have been dealing with from the start of Time (and I guess I am going beyond the concept of Time here) and it’s impact on Human Evolution.  I won’t even go near the theological discussions on that but feel free to comment on that if you like.

That is the point.  Feel free to comment.  It is “My Blog” yes but those are “Your Comments”.  That concept is just so profound and vast to consider that Your Comments can come from anywhere and anyone who has internet access.  There are of course other discussions that come out of such a concept but I will leave those discussions to the lawyers and site administrators, I won’t open up that can of legal worms here.

Needless to say, if you want to comment on the legalities of ownnership on the internet, by all means, it is your comment.  =)

Yeah I can see how people would and could become crazy on the internet.  It is human nature and I haven’t yet added several years of the same people interacting on the internet and becoming a circle of friends.  I recall the concept of webrings in the early days of the internet where webmasters could put up a site and have their site connected to a bunch of other like minded sites.  Of course that has evolved and we have a wonderful place such as WordPress today where the webring is incorporated right into the site.  We are all WordPress bloggers now, at least those of us that have signed up and post here rather than the other blogging sites that are out there.

Out there.  I guess you can also look at the uncertainty of not knowing or being able to see all of what is out there in Internetland.  That I am sure adds to the craziness that some people will show while online.  For the circle of friends I am sure it is hard not to think of recent drama but I am not going to say more about that than what I have already said here.

I tend to look for the silver linings in any and all situations, and I guess that means looking for the good in people as well.  The circle of friends that I have made over the last four years, well you may have read it here already.  Looking at the comments I mean and there are a lot of them.  1,863 to be exact and I am sure you can see that we are a tight knit bunch of friends just by reading through them.

That is also the point.  The internet has been around long enough that I can see it has evolved to the point where anonymity is losing its strength, its impact.  Now when I see someone attacking another person and they have signed in as Anonymous, does anyone pay any attention to that anymore?  I know I don’t.  I read it and it means nothing to me other than seeing that person as someone who does not have the guts to stand up and be responsible for their words.  Cowardly is a word that comes to mind which is why I have become so attached to the people that I call my internet family, they are in no way cowardly.  They are the antithesis of cowardice in fact.  They are brave and selfless souls that I have grown to appreciate and in some cases adore.  Jane’s words for example, I love how she can put things in perspective.  I love how Dagger can string words together and totally draw me into her world (and she is a crazy internet person if ever I saw one).  LOL it is difficult not to have fun with them online, it is who we are.

NIAC, holy hell, how many of you would post your life’s injuries (and he is OLD too so it was a long blog).  =)  Bravo man, bravo.

These three are great examples of what I can look forward to every time I log into the internet.  There are many others and too many in fact to list here,  Just go to my Blogroll and you will see the tip of the iceberg.  Not all of my internet family are in WordPress but I do see them online in other places such as the social networking sites.

That was a great segue into Facebook and my good friend Matt who in signing up for FB, posted an album that takes your pictures and “yearbooks” them.  He named his album, Crazy Internet People and of course being the Astard he is, it was only me in the album at the time.  LOL  *pokes Nikol*

I look forward to the day that I might actually get to meet the people in my circle of online friends that I pretty much take as family as well.  It will be funny to see my own family’s reaction to these ’strangers’ that arrive and how our First Meeting will look like a family reunion.

Thank you crazy internet people.  Thank you for being there with me over the past four years and sharing your lives with me as well.  I have mourned with you and shared my grief with you, I have laughed (oh how we have laughed).  I have worried with you and I have shared in your happiness as well.  I hope That Anomaly Kid reads this because he is getting married pretty soon and I wanted to wish him well again.

Looking at that last paragraph, doesn’t that sound like a family?  Sure does to me.  =)

On that note, I would like to address the circle and state a good friend of ours could use our support right now.  I won’t go into detail who or what but I would like to let my friends know that one of ours could use our support right now.  He is one of those guys that is the epitome of what people should be like on the internet.  Even if it is a bunch of emails to show our support and that we are thinking of him and his wife I want to see that done for him.  email me for details and thank you.

Yep this is a blog about being 40. Yesterday marked my 40th year and I had a great birthday.  I did not go all out and have a big blowout birthday bash complete with hangovers and upset stomachs.  Nope it was a quiet day spent with family and friends.

The cool thing is that I almost don’t have to delineate between offline and online family and friends anymore since my friends online have become a part of a family even if my actual family might not fully grasp that.  I have the best of both worlds and as someone who is balancing two worlds and has been, I like that I can say that.

I was humbled and surprised by the circle of friends that I am honored to be in with Sony’s Gamer Advisory Panel and I hope that those who posted a birthday blog for me (I got so many!) have checked in today to see that I have posted a thank you blog for them.

Their birthday blogs totally made my day.  Offline, I had a great birthday dinner to look forward to with my Mom, siblings and extended family and friends.  It was a great day.

Right now I am at the dinner table with my family.  George The Third who will be a year old next Tuesday is sitting in his high chair with a bowl of fried fish and his spoon.  He has started to eat with a spoon.  Please stop growing so fast son.  You start Baby Daycare tomorrow and it is hard not to think that it is your first day of school already.   My wife already got him his indoor shoes and a little backpack.  LOL

He knocks on his Uncles doors and clearly says “hello?” when he knocks.  He just started a wave *arms in the air* as we celebrated each successful spoonful of food.

I guess if there was ever a good way for me to show what it means to be 40, having my family at the dinner table is the best way.  A good friend in her birthday blog said that I was looking for where I belonged and in regards to Sony’s G.A.P. I cannot argue that I am blessed to have found them.  I found myself in there.

If Fate were to have it, that I be here where I am at the start of my 40th year, then I have to give thanks to Fate for not only for my life but for the lives of my wife and my three boys.  They are who I really am.  My life wouldn’t be if it wasn’t for them.

I guess I can look back now and consider what it means to have reached this milestone.  Good friends and a strong family have made it easy for me to be the person I am.  Perhaps that is the reason I have survived and some of my cohorts didn’t.  I don’t know if there is a secret to a long life but if there is, it is being kept from me at this point.  I feel like I have a long way to go yet and this is just the half way point, the top of the hill to use a cliche.

Much like a yellowed hanky that has been washed thousands of times, there are things that go with us no matter what and there are things that we find when we get there but it is those things that we take with us that mean the most.

Being 40 years old is more than Old Jokes.  It is a milestone and what do you do when you reach a milestone?  You stop and take a look at where you have come from, you look forward and you appreciate every step that has taken you to this milestone.  I appreciate and am thankful for all those whom I have had any interaction with and moreso for those that have made the journey with me throughout the whole journey or in this last little stretch of journey before 40.

Well I nearly got sent home from work this afternoon (I still have the note from the Nurse). It was just after 3 pm when I decided to go in to the clinic to get my eye washed out. I have been working with a planer for the past couple of weeks and to date I have planed approximately 300 pieces of red cedar. These are for a fence we are putting up around our big Church. The fence slats are 4 feet long and are 1 inch X 4 inches wide. I had been in a groove so to speak and was down to the last 8 pieces of red cedar left to plane.

It was then that I decided to see how the Spruce would plane since those last 8 pieces were drying out in the sun that peeked through the clouds for almost two hours this afternoon. Well the spruce planed quite nicely but it also kicked up a lot (A LOT) of sawdust. I had been wearing safety glasses but took them aff as my own glasses kept fogging up and I wanted to see what it was I was doing. Needless to say, I did not have safety goggles on when I planed that spuce and I got some dust blown into my eye. What do you do when you have something in your eye? You rub it right?

I may have caused an abrasion on my right eye, well I know I have an abrasion on my right eye that came from a piece of sawdust that was initially flushed out. Consider a clock and picture in your mind an abrasion (tiny cut on the surface) that goes from 8 o’clock to 4 o’clock. That is what I am working on healing right now. Luckily these heal very quickly. I will have to keep it closed as much as possible until tomorrow and I was given antibiotic eyedrops so things should be fine by tomorrow. I fear infection though, as well should. LOL

So given that I cannot afford any time off from work for whatever reason, I stayed the last hour and half and just “cleaned up” the shop. I had plans to come home after work, a shower and dinner to sit down and enjoy a martini. A dirty martini. Seeing as this cocktail is something new I am liking, I am not up on all of the lingo that goes with drinking martinis. I had a good chat with pedey over lunch and learned that I do like it dirty. LOL When it comes to a martini that is. =) A dirty martini is one with olives and yes, I have olives. It sucks that I can’t game tonight though. I will be enjoying my martini with one or maybe both eyes closed for most of the night.

I also wanted to acknowledge and honor a couple of friends who have gone back to school. I am happy for you Dagger, NIAC and solidusprime. I know you guys will do great in your studies and I am somewhat envious of your going back to school. I also have to acknowledge all students who are just starting or are returning to studies this school year. Education is one of my passions and the three I mentioned earlier, thank you for being such great role models for our youth who see That Lady or That Old Guy outdoing them in class. =)

Sorry Dagger but you are wrong, I am actually talking about the new Batman game, Arkham Asylum and the orderlies are here to take me away.

I will no doubt use this blog to do a write up or something later once I have gotten more into the game like I will be doing right now.  Laters.