White Whine in Altoona

You might be familiar with the Internet meme termed First World Problems. These are trivial, in the grand scheme of things, inconveniences suffered by well-off folks living in industrialized nations. One of the simplest pleasures in my life is ridiculing and mocking folks that bitch and moan about their First World Problems. (Little Joys for Little Boys?) I am almost sure there is some direct correlation between one’s Douche bag Factor and their associated rate of personal First World Problems.

A Star(ling) Is Born and Godzilla in Durham

While performing some periodic purging of crap (technical term) from the old Lenovo T61p laptop, I came across some photographs from a couple of Durham Bulls games that I attended in the spring. Figured it’d be a good time to get these uploaded onto Flickr and captured in the blog.

It has been a rough year for the Bulls. They have had a great stretch recently and have pretty much owned the International League Southern Division over the last half-dozen years. Since 2002, they have won three IL championships. The Durham team usually feature a number of top prospects. But this year has been lean -they weren’t really even competitive in the two games we attended earlier this year.

I Don’t Feel Any Different

So you run and you run to catch up with the sun but it's sinking
Racing around to come up behind you again.
The sun is the same in a relative way but you're older,
Shorter of breath and one day closer to death.

Pink Floyd - “Time” – Dark Side of the Moon (1973)

The Big 5-0! So apparently, the 50th anniversary of your arrival on this big ball of rock is supposed to trigger all sorts of emotional crests and valleys and evoke various mid-life crises. (Like those of Walter White in AMC’s most excellent Breaking Bad series – I am currently working through the first four seasons of BB on Netflix and really enjoying it.)

Scraping By On 173 Million Dollars

I made a trip Sunday to Home Depot in Hillsborough to pick up some furnace filters. (Don’t worry, I actually bought the correct sized ones this time.) I haven’t been in that store for quite a long time - mostly because it is more convenient to hit up the two nearby Home Depots in Durham when stopping on the way home from work.

A brain cramp ensued when I went to the wrong section of the store for the filters. Could have been because the three Home Depots seemed to be configured slightly different. Most likely just another Senior Moment. Anyways as I was wandering around looking for the right aisle, I must have had a sufficient look of bewilderment such that one of the helpful associates pounced on me. I was proudly sporting my black Pirate hat with the Nike swoosh.