March 29, 2016

No good clippers.

By Daniel

I realized today that the amount of writing I’ve done this month probably exceeded what I’d done for a very long time before. I looked it up and it’s roughly exceeded the count of the last three and a half years prior. And I’m happy I’m getting back into it, I feel like it’s beneficial to me. I get to see who refers clicks to the blog, I average roughly one click per article from Facebook most days which is just fine. Truth be told, I’m writing for myself, and I don’t feel any particular way on the audience or lack thereof.

The results of the CT scan and the doctor visit were pretty unhelpful. Nothing to confirm what I do have, but it did at least eliminate the scarier possibilities of what it could have been, so I’ll take it. I also found out I’ve lost about five pounds since the last visit, which means the amount of weight to lose is far closer to 30 pounds than to 40. For some reason that’s a much, much more reasonable number to me, far more than the actual difference. And I feel good today, in a way that’s hard to elaborate on. Happier. I think it’s because I’m doing a better job of pulling my weight at work. Tomorrow, two of my three employees and my supervisor are all out. Those two employees are out all week actually, and one is out all next week too. So I have to be much more alert and responsive, and I’m doing it. The training wheels and excuse-making period is long passed. Being able to hold my own in this period will look really good, and anything beyond that will look fantastic. Time to get it in, you know? Just hoping there aren’t any major fires to fight solo. That would be awesome.

I was looking through old emails for some contact information from someone I haven’t spoken to in quite a while, and the last note I have from him was really something I should never have lost sight of. I really admire the guy’s writing, and he indicated that getting me to write more, to exercise and train that talent, would justify all of his work. I feel bad for betraying that confidence, that tacit endorsement that I was doing good work. It’s got me thinking about some longer-term plans for the blog, something resembling a return to those roots.

Also, this is the funniest goddamn NBA commercial I’ve seen in years. Just, look at it.