50For50

The gist of this post is that the time has come to make a commitment to change. Chainging my diet and excercise habits as well as my habit of getting my fingers into too many projects. There are things I want as an artsit. I have to really find the maturity to manage those desires better than I have in the past and prioritize what is clearly more important.

My primary focus has to be physical fitness, at least for the next year so that I can get that lost energy back. I’ve just gotten too heavy. I’ve been slowly trying to work back to my fighting weight for the last 4 years. I started at a whopping at 340 lbs and today weigh in at around 315lbs. I’ve inched in the right direction but that is not going to cut it. Not by a long shot. The time has come for a greater committement and more direct results to get me below 300lbs and back to something close to my higher energy levels weight of around 260 lbs.

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A Perfect Dream

Last night I had the most amazing dream that perfectly encapsulated my time working in IT and really a large portion of my life. Before I get into it I need to quantify it somewhat with the following: I almost never dream or really even think of my times past working for First Union – Wachovia – Wells Fargo. Forgive the hyphenation. To me it’s largely the same community and occupies the same address in my memory.

Most nights in my dream state I’m either writing songs with Elvis Costello, making epic Spielberg – esque film works or communing with my father who passed on years ago. I don’t use term, “dead” because to me, in my inner most reality, he’s more alive and more a part of my psyche than ever. Strange I know, but I digress.

In this dream I was putting the final touches on a shelf and a half of books I was planning to leave behind in an upper mezzanine of other shelf’s of books at the bank. It was Wells Fargo, but it really looked more like eChannels floors converted to a sort of library.

Now on these shelves of mine were all manner of books in various stages of use. Some were Japanese manga series still in plastic. There was the very same Japanese language book for children to learn to read katakana which a tutor once got for me in Japan. Keiko I think it was. There were also books written in Spanish and English.

There were also tapes and cd’s on the smaller shelf. One CD which I picked up and examined was a home produced album from my friends band, Borghal Rantipole. It lacked the front slip cover and someone had drawn 4 dudes faces staring up from the cd in black sharpie.

Nearby on a table there was a table where someone had made a pleasant country scene with a farm, barns, horses, chickens and Sasquatch peering over a brown stained rail fence.

In a moment it occurred to me that these shelves were memories I was consigning to the past as I move into a new chapter.

Now, fully two years removed from the Information Technology field and back at night school training for what’s next (more on that another time) I really just never think of IT, at least consciously. On the whole I’m slightly ambivalent about it I supposed. At times my work there was both esteemed and at other times woefully taken for granted, but I suspect that’s most peoples experience at most jobs. I walked away with no hard feelings and mostly just thankful for gainful employment for so many years.

I do, however still really miss the people. It was an eclectic community of diverse individuals whom I respected and valued as a formative part of my life.

Some, I follow from time to time on social media, but most reside strictly in memory. This dream, this perfect dream created such poignant snapshot for the old photo album of memory I just wanted to share it along with my thanks. I hope you are all doing wonderful!

Vacation Blowing Rock September 2018

Brento on Blowing Rock
Brent and Beauty at The Blowing Rock, North Carolina.

I’ve been through Blowing Rock on several occassions in my lifetime but never once stopped to visit the tourist attraction that gives the town it’s name, until our visit some 14 days ago. also for the first time in my life we took a beloeved pet along with us. It was fun to have Beauty in tow and the place was very dog and cat friendly.

This time out we stayed in an extremely nice cabin called, “The Gray Fox.” Beauty for the most part seemed to really enjoy her time out of town with us. She always gets treated like a queen but this came with more adoration of random strangers which just took largely in stride. There are 3 or 4 other dogs at the Blowing Rock attraction with the exception of one little fella who really wanted to be close to her, if you know what I mean they are seemed well adjusted animals who enjoyed being out with their human families.

The plan was to visit Tweetsie but by passing up an early arrival to go get coffee and breakfast, we found a huge line when we got bac kso we decided to go to the rock instead. I’m glad we did because that place is fantastic. Over a billion years in the making, I guess that it ought to be. I’ll take in my 360 camera next time and get an amazing shot of the observation deck which conveniently has a flat topped pole right in the center of it. These dudes wouldn’t stop climbing on it though so it keep me from getting any really great shots of it.

I don’t think I even walked all the trails as Mom was getting tired and Nancee as well. They are moslty on this platformed walkways which put you above the tree tops. Very interested feeling.

BTW, the weather had been calling for two days of rain and muggy weather. Instead, as shown in these photos the weather was absolutely briliant and not too hot.

Nancee, Mom, Brent and Beauty
Nancee, Mom, Brent and Beauty