I was reading an article on “Sandy Hook Truthers”. A Sandy Hook Truther is someone who believes the tragedy in Sandy Hook was a government cover up for something else. It was all organized by the government to take guns away, cover up another murder, or get the public attention away from something else.
One of the ‘Truthers’ said “When Sandy Hook first happened i just had a feeling like it was all too perfect…”
Sam and I talked about how I wasn’t exercising as much as I used to. I still did my push ups and sit ups, but wasn’t biking like I used too. I figured it was largely because I didn’t have a steady schedule in the evenings after work.
Sam has started school this week though. That’s a change. I’m not saying Sam not being here allows me to exercise. That’s the wrong way to look at it. Before she was back at class, she didn’t have a schedule, and when I came home we could do whatever we wanted.
Now there is a schedule. We can’t stay up late, Sam is back at a regular time, and in between when I get home, and when Sam comes home is my time to exercise and get in things I may not have done previously (draw and read).
And simple as that… Monday and Tuesday I have biked 30 minutes each night.
Angelo has been needy since Christmas. Not that he isn’t a spoiled needy cat anyways, but for years he was silent, rather independent cat. He would sleep on the foot of the bed, but that was all he asked for.
Now he needs to be fed wet food twice a day. If you’re off his feeding schedule then he lets you know, with some rather loud pathetic sounding meowing. Then there is when he poos…. he lets you know that he just let something awful exit his body. And won’t stop til you acknowledge him.
He has permanent “Angelo Spots” on the couch and bed. It is almost like its a personal affront to his being if you lay in one of these spots. He’ll stare you down until you move.
So yeah. He’s a strange kitty. With demanding needs. But he wows people who see him with his adorableness and fluffiness. No one suspects his demanding ways.
Yesterday Sam went over to Danei’s house for some felt crafting while Jason and I worked. They made felt food’s for Harvey to play with. Naturally Sam was amazing at it (she used to make felt dolls in the past). Her strawberry, it came out pretty awesome.
Felt Strawberry Awesomeness
After that we got some tacos from Taco Tontos. Taco Tontos is Sam’s favorite restaurant from college in Kent. It would basically be like Mighty Taco or Jim’s Steak Out opening a franchise here (please… please open a franchise here). So we got to relive her college days by going to the newly opened Taco Tonto’s in Lakewood. It was fantastic. Sam had a sweet potato burrito and I have a chicken one. Nice, super filling meal.
Of course I feel like Taco Tonto’s helped with my strange dream. I had some dream where I was with two other people in some mountain monestary. The chick in our group (reminded me of Lela from Futurama) was beating up monks. She beat one up and then found a rope dangling down next to him.
She said “Remember what that other dead monk said, ‘the bells rings nine times for heaven.'” She pulled on the rope once and a door in the wall opened. At this point I realized the guy with us was Kevin (from high school and Hawaii wedding fame). There was a gas generator at the top of the stairs and I light it.
We went down the stairs and came to a huge bomb shelter with super long hallways. One shelf was filled with just guns. I knew there would be trouble so I picked up a sawed off rifle. Unfortunately it was empty and I couldn’t find bullets. As we walked There massive stockpiles of weapons and food. All freshly kept up. We were a long way from the stairs when we heard a group of people behind us. Whomever they were…. we started running. I wanted to fire my gun, but remembered there were no bullets, and upon further inspection the barrel had been folded in on itself. Who ever sawed it off did a pretty crappy job because the barrel was blocked.
And then I woke up…..
Damn you Taco Tonto’s. Your tasty food causes weird dreams.
I met 1 out of 3. I exercise regularly. At least a lot more than the year before.
The apartment is cleaner I think. But that’s hard to quantify. We clean more maybe. That could just be because we’re messier. I don’t know.
I do draw, just not every day like I used to. I am still trying to keep up to date, but I am drawing once a week or so and do 10 – 20 drawings at a time, still trying to do “a drawing for every day” as opposed to my “a drawing a day.” Until that time that I am caught up, I can’t go back to that.
But that last falls in line with what I want to do this year, more in the evenings. Which we started last night. Despite being tired we worked on a puzzle while watching PBS. It was amazing last night. The Abolitionists was a fantastic program (part 1 of 3) and then the Education of Michelle Rhee was extremely interesting. Very interesting and we got further in our puzzle (which we are not even sure we have all the pieces for it).
It was a good evening and I passed out really quick. YaY.
Not really, but it is keeping from doing other things I want to at night. I have a pretty healthy addiction to reading the news online. And keeping the iPad near while watching tv or lounging at night keeps me reading the news, playing a game or reading comics.
This time used to be spent drawing, reading, or playing video games; focusing on one thing at a time with the tv or music on for background noise. I generally don’t watch just tv or a movie.
But now I fill that time with the iPad. So my New Years Resolution this year is to put the iPad down more. Get back to spending my time with books, sketchbooks, puzzles and Sam. Basically spending that time more productively.
How I will quantify that as a success or failure I don’t know. But it’s a good resolution I think.
Coming up next I will review my resolutions from last year.
