Long Term Life Goals Are Overrated

Maybe it’s just me. But it’s how I feel. Part of the reason I moved from Buffalo was that I had little left to achieve.

Stay with me… At 28 I had seniority in my department, tenure, and pretty much job security for the rest of my life. I was the co-chair of my department, had a decent apartment, and was so comfortable in my environment that even when I couldn’t raise a single friend to hang out I still had places I would go just for the he’ll of it. A family wasn’t, and oddly still doesn’t top my list of priorities. Or really make the list.

But hell. It was a moment where I thought ‘either I stay here forever or I get the hell out now.’. When Pat, Dan, and myself talked about all moving away from our current situations together the night of Derek’s wedding it hit home with me. It may have just been drunken ideal talk, but I knew it was exactly what I wanted.

I set in motion plans to move despite being unsure of who would move with me, or even if anyone would. After a move and trials that are known to many I ended up in Cleveland basically living paycheck to paycheck with few to no friends around me. It was new and uncomfortable and horrible unstable. And while I’ve stabilized slightly since the move two and a half years ago, I still have no clue where I am going.

But I don’t want to. The whole point of that trip down memory lane is that the goal started out as moving away with friends in tow. That was the goal since graduating college… just no one moved away from Buffalo (shut up
Pat… You left only after I committed to move there). But it wasn’t the urge. The urge was to move. And the urge is important. Not some fictional idealized goal.

Fuck long term goals. Live for the urge. Live for the feeling you can’t escape, not the comfort. That’s how you enjoy life. That’s how I enjoy life. I don’t know where I’ll be at 65, at 50, at 40. I don’t even know where I’ll be in three years at 35. But I know when that urge or feeling hits I’ll follow it. Fuck Long Term Goals. Fuck the Ideal. Enjoy what you have and where you are and the urge that you can’t escape. Trust that the universe likes you, it created you didn’t it, everything will work out.

This has been a slightly inebriated rant by AJ. Hope you all enjoyed it.

P.S. – Go Sabres

God can strike me down…

God can strike me down if I’m wrong but Weezer peaked with their second album Pinkerton. That’s not just high school nostalgia taking either.

All yesterday I had the song Suzanne stuck in my head… To the point I was singing along to it in my office unabashedly. This morning after listening to some Sabres post game I threw on the Red Album. This album deserves more credit than I generally give it.

I admit… I ran out and bought the Green Album when it came out. It wasn’t bad but just didn’t live up to the high of Pinkerton. And then it happened… Holiday in the Sun was used for a commercial of a Mary Kate and Ashley movie.

And I just lost all respect for Weezer. They weren’t “my band” anymore, my band wouldn’t allow that. Not to claim ownership of them, but as a fan you generally take stake in the band. You subscribe to a ‘normed perception’ of the band and that commercial shattered that perception for me, and not in a good way. They went from awesome to douchey sell outs really fast in my eyes. I’ve had bands change direction and their image rather fast and been fine with it, but this one definitely was a let down. I don’t think I’ve given the Green Album a full listen through since.

Along came Maladroit and Make Believe and they had good singles that I steadily enjoyed, but I dont’ think I bought either of the albums (I have them on my computer now, but that’s a good indicator of purchase). And I picked up the Red Album copied from a friend. Its pretty good, but doesn’t achieve that whole album experience the Blue Album and Pinkerton had. Since then I really haven’t listened to any new Weezer. In fact I’m not even sure they have other albums (although its been years since I’ve looked into it, and years since the Red Album). For me…. I go back to the Blue Album and Pinkerton and relive those albums, and picture in my mind what I may have expected from Weezer and where they would go, as opposed to having a song (in my mind it represents lots of songs) on Mary Kate and Ashley movies.

Damned sell outs.

Mucking Around

I’ve spent the night mucking around with my blog and WordPress.  I mean I also made pizza and actually did my taxes (on time…. woo woo).  But mostly it was about playing around with my webpage.

I added a Tumblr feed to the sidebar.  Sometimes I just want to post quick pictures, and to be honest posting shit into Tumblr from the iPhone is several steps quicker than posting it to WordPress using the iPhone.  Not that I have a big Tumblr feed, as you can its two entries from months and years ago, but I have played around with Tumblr.  So I wanted some way to incorporate that.

I then wanted my content area to be larger, all while keeping what I had in the sidebars.  Managed to do that.  Next up on the agenda is a shit ton of scanning to do.  Daily drawings are still ongoing, sadly their scans are not.  But I’ll get back on it.

Lastly, I wanted to do a post about my bunion, and my Vibram Bikilas, which are awesome (not the bunion, that’s not awesome, but the Vibrams certainly are).  However it is 11:30, and I know I’ll be up in six or so hours, so its time to go to bed.  Bunion/Vibram post will have to wait.

Bar…. Shampoo?

Last week I was at Nature’s Bin with Sam and I picked up a bar of Shampoo and Conditioner. I received it (or something like it) for Christmas a few years ago and loved it. I hadn’t seen anything similar since. But I love it. Its from The Soap Works.

I highly recommend it.  Even its just for the novelty of it. You’ll be surprised.