Journal : OpenRoadWorks

I was looking for the news of the day - whether the Federal Reserve was going to lower its interest rate. As a homeowner who carries various forms of debt, I suddenly care about the movement of the interest rate on my personal life. But when I went out to find the news, I stumbled and got lost in the middle of my quest to get a simple piece of news. Two words to describe my stumbling: media overload. The internet certainly magnifies this trend, but it has been happening for several decades now when one takes into account cable television and niche-oriented magazines. The benefit of a wider variety of available media is both choice and value. I can now connect with Italian radio stations that I might have listened to from the past - and I can find some arcane forms of entertainment - classic 50's television like "The Twilight Show" and classic 40's radio like Dragnet - that were seemingly lost in the analog media world of previous decades and certainly out of my p...

A couple of thoughts passed through my head this morning: 1) The romanticized days of the "Lost Decade" generation - I was picturing the book cover of F. Scott Fitzgerald's "Tender is the Night" and recalling the South of France 2) The general health of our new dog Rose, who got sick yesterday morning (don't feed dogs corn - or at least this one) but appeared quite lively this morning and quite her usual self 3) The chilling winds of a post-but-not-pre-spring morning - it seems that the Mid-Atlantic refuses to accept the well-blossoming trees as signs of warmer weather 4) The bowl of cereal that strangely complemented a review of the work presentation that I needed to publish before the 8 o'clock hour 5) The enthusiasm of aspiring MBA applicants who are looking for the "magic answer" to ease their angst and open the door for a place at their business school of choice (ie. my prior evening spent downtown talking to prospective IMD participants)...

I have never been much of a dog person but that is nothing against dogs - I just have not been much of a pet person, period. Sure, there was the rabbit that I had in secondary school who mysteriously ran away in the middle of one sweltering summer night. And there were the cats that hung around my parent's house, first to catch rodents and then to amuse my siblings. But after moving out for college and going on my own, I had traveled alone without animal companionship. That is, of course, until I met wife-to-be who turned my pet-free world upside down. Needless to say, my family has expanded - but it is not just the in-laws 10 minutes down the road. Last summer, three new family members moved in to the koi pond in our backyard, who somehow brought along a fourth . And when my wife started begging me for more life around the house, I finally gave in for one more - a particular Pomeranian pooch named Rose. Having Rose around has been an initial shock to the system, but she has...

For those who have followed this blog for some time and have experienced a lull, apologies for the "light" reading. For those who are wondering what happened to the writer, apologies again - he has been indisposed from the online realm. For those who have been caught up in the same daily travails and the mundane as said writer, apologies for joining the same state. For those who would like to see the pen lifted from the pad, apologies that I will likely try but not quite be able to do that as often as you would like. For those who find this sort of entry a bit, well, muffled and disheartened, apologies that I do not have more to say. That being said, I do intend to share more words as they become available to share. Which is to say, I'm working on writing some more moving forward. To which I would add, apologies if I do not quite follow through. I'm working on it. Apologies, but nobody is perfect - or as prolific as hoped!