Insanity is a dish best served microwaved

I am working through my TIME for the week.  This issue is a pretty big downer.  The headline article is outlining all the crap this is going wrong in our world–global warming, lack of food, fighting for resources, etc.  It’s scary.  One part mentioned that the Arctic ice caps are going to be completely gone by 2013–nearly 10 years earlier than predicted.  Boy, we got ourselves in a nice little pickle didn’t we?

As I was enjoying my bacon and waffles this morning, I had to start thinking how long am I going to be able to enjoy a day like this?  Will my children be fighting for resources?  Will there be water for my grandchildren to enjoy? Will my great-grandchildren even be able to go outside to enjoy the cool spring breeze that I did today?  It kind of freaks me out.  We are running out of time it seems.  I think we are on last strike here.  If we don’t do something quickly to correct the problem, all the money and power those that have it are trying to protect will be gone.  Remember guys, you can’t take it with you.  If the world or our country falls apart over food riots or energy, all the money and power you had will get you nothing.  Power and money is all based on the people supporting it.  When it comes to a person’s family, believe me, they will rob you blind if it means their son or daughter is eating.  Despair brings out the survivor in people

So I don’t sound hypocritical, I drive an SUV purely because of work needs.  I would happily trade it in for something that will meet my work needs and help the environment.  I think many people are in the same situation.

Here are a few of my solutions:

1. Build high speed rail.  The California Valley is one of the biggest, vast valleys in the world.  It’s long and flat.  Perfect for high speed rail.  Get over all the politics of the crap.  Build the best rail that will serve the most people.  Use buses to connect people to stops.  I would jump on a train that would take me YC each day and ride the bus if I knew I could still do my job.  I would FOR sure take a train to Sac, SF, or LA.  Make it fast, reliable, and priced correctly and people will ride.

2. Be smarter with water.  I read in an article that we waste a ton of rainwater on roofs and roads.  There is technology that captures more rainwater for consumption and processing.  Spend the money and use it.

3. Flat out ban products and processes that are wasteful.  Americans have evolved and invented with the times.  Ban something and they will create something new that is better.

4. Up our production of renewable energy—water, solar, and wind.  Get on it.  Tons of energy going to waste.  Speaking of which, this always baffled me… with all these treadmills running at gyms, isn’t there a way to harness that energy to at LEAST power the treadmill itself?

5. Reject people’s business licenses for polluting.  Screw fining them.  Shut their business down.  I think they will think twice about getting caught dumping waste in the river.

I don’t want my kids to be left with this mess… we need to own up to it.  Let’s do it together and fix the problems.  We are already going to pass on trillions of dollars of debt to our kids.  We owe it to them to give it a clean country and world to pay it off.

My title is a nice way to say fuck.  My day started out pretty crappy.  Every day I run through the same damn routine… I scramble around because I didn’t plan the night before.  And unlike teaching when I can wing it most of the time, I forget important stuff I need to do my job.. cash box, receipts, or order forms.  Little things that make a big difference in my job.  Of course it’s not going to destroy me; it will just make my day a little bit more difficult than it has to be.  Then, I usually get to spend an hour on the road driving festering about what I left at home.  No one notices that I’m missing it, but I know–that’s all the matters to me.  Today it was a letter of recommendation for a friend and pens.  On occasion, there are days where I out smart myself and put everything in the night before and in the morning scramble around the house looking for the said object.  Finally, I find it right where it should be… packed and ready for the day.  I amaze myself.

Today was exceptionally bad. I was opening my mail for yesterday when I noticed that I got an invoice for a ring that I didn’t think I received.  I mean, I think it wasn’t here.  But who knows. I faintly remember seeing it, but then again, someone could have stolen it from my doorstep before I got home.  I have the feeling that I lost it somewhere.  I didn’t just lose a ring, I lost a 14k gold ring.  Shit.  $500 out the window.  It just started my day off poorly and then went down hill from there.

For the second day in a row, I was running late.  I barely got to my school in time to get set up.  Then, I spent the entire lunch period rushed and miserable.  I am a person of routine and if I can’t set up, then I’m screwed–today being a great example.

Yet, by mid-afternoon, I had pulled it together.  I had a good presentation at one school and got to hang out and work with one of my customers.  Then, I traveled home and met my friends for drinks and dinner.  We had our 20/30 Club meeting and heading home.  My legs are still sore from last night.  So, I went to the hot tub and chilled out.  I am now in my bliss of a bed winding down before bed.

But in a distance I can hear the booming voice of my new roommate.  I am not liking this living situation.  As social as I am, when I am home, I am the most anti-social person you can meet.  I’m tired of interacting with people and I just want to read, relax, and eat.  Because he doesn’t have a social network here, he relies on me for all human interaction.  Yet,  I don’t want to be the network.  Roommates and friends are very different words in my world–one I socialize and one I live–you guess which one is which.  It’s just the way he communicates is what drives me crazy.  It’s like he needs constant affirmation that’s he’s okay.  Something I don’t have the energy to invest–I have other things I need focus… and my next appointment for therapy is in April.  Linda keeps taking all my slots.