Even listing projects requires time

31 Mar

I have projects. A lot of projects. The problem is, most all of them are in my head, not where they belong.

The list:
• Crime — the mapping of, not committing or planning
• A green site — environmental, not the color
• Set-up and design (another) blog, which is going to require a little more PHP knowledge than I have right now
• Flood gauges
• Pothole map with user options and additions
• A story-telling map
• Fix the voting process so all parties award delegates the same way, no party has “super delegates,” all elections are uniform and efficient, and move all primaries to a to the same one-month period
• Update a genealogy tree
• Update some files, which require loading a couple of applications, and get them sent off
• Round up information for a blog post that I really need to do tomorrow; get it written and posted
• Baseball site promotion

I also need to pay bills, hit the grocery store, take over the world, finish up some laundry and go to the Post Office. There’s never enough time on my days off.

Bearcat attacks woman

31 Mar

Did you see the story about the woman who was attacked by two cheetahs at a cat sanctuary? That was me. Just a different kind of cat and a different state. My story would have read like this:

ST. LOUIS, Mo. — A woman was attacked by a Bearcat on Saturday and treated with Band-Aids to three puncture wounds to her hands and arm, authorities said.

Erica Smith was rushed to the medicine cabinet, but it appears she has non-life threatening injuries, the Sheriff’s Office said.

Smith was corresponding with a friend on the computer when the Bearcat, sitting to her right, became distracted, the sheriff’s office said. Bearcat then pounced on Smith and began biting, clawing and kicking her, a Missouri Fish and Wildlife Conservation Commission spokeswoman said.

Bearcat remains loose on the apartment.

Wildlife officers are investigating the attack, but so far it appears no laws were broken, the spokeswoman said.

Back in my day …

30 Mar

I’ve come to a realization: I’m too old for my profession.

OK, it’s not that I’m too old. I’m only 31. There are quite a few people older than me hanging around the newsroom and getting paid for it. (I am getting dangerously close to the age where I am required to sit at my desk and lament about the good old days: When newspapers were only 50 cents — and some were less!; when X-Acto knives, line tape and wax were used to piece together newspaper pages; when typewriters and fax machines were commonly heard in the newsroom; when everyone in the world turned to the newspaper for news and entertainment. I’ll start saying clever phrases like “holy buckets.” I already say “e-gads” sometimes and refer to anyone younger than 30 as “kids” — usually “damn kids.”)

No, I’m too old for the profession I want — the techy, multimedia savvy, creative job that doesn’t mess with dirty newsprint or day-old news. Those jobs are currently held by people younger than me.

Take the Palm Beach Post’s new Backyard Post, for example. The three guys behind that? The oldest is 29; the other two are 26. And they even have official-sounding titles!

Two years ago, there might have been hope. Now, it’s all downhill. Damn kids.

One is not the loneliest number

26 Mar

One of my friends is determined to find a man and settle down. White picket fence, 2.5 kids, baking cookies, the works. Finding that relationship is her No. 1 priority.

I don’t get it.

I don’t understand her logic, her motivation. I’m not against relationships — not at all. I’m pretty much a big mushy-hearted romantic. (I know, I make myself sick sometimes.) But when your only goal is finding a man just for the sake of being in a relationship? That I don’t get. I’d rather sit at home with the cat than prowl the local bars looking for Mr. Right Now.

While surfing the Web the other day, I stumbled across QuirkyAlone.net, and identified with its description right away. Take the quiz, and see if it’s as accurate describing you as I thought it was with me:

How quirkyalone are you?
Your score was 105. Very quirkyalone:
Relatives may give you quizzical looks, and so may friends, but you know in your heart of hearts that you are following your inner voice. Though you may not be romancing a single person, you are romancing the world.

Getting over myself

22 Mar

I’ve been in a funk lately.

Maybe it’s the weather. Maybe it’s people (they, generally speaking, seem to be kinda crabby lately). Maybe I’m just feeling bitchy. But lately I haven’t felt like venturing out or talking to people or really doing much of anything.

I know part of it comes from family: My mother has called me at least once a day every day this week. At least. She’s also figured out three-way calling, so a couple of those calls included my brother. In April, I’ve already been recruited to go back to my grandmother’s to help my mother and her siblings go through grandma’s house. I don’t mind that too much, yet. Although the siblings are already squabbling. It was just a matter of time.

Part of it is work: Four A1 shifts when I’m used to doing none is quite a change of pace, and one I don’t really enjoy anymore. Although I was able to figure out a very cool techy thing during my non-A1 shift last week. And my flood map has had nearly 15,000 hits. I’d much rather be doing the techy stuff than the page design, but that’s not really possible right now.

Part of it is my neck which is killing me and causes headaches. I need to find a chiropractor.

Whatever it is, I’m trying to get over it.

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