Everything is Relative to Personal Perspective

Let's start with my day. First, because I wound up taking meds so late last night, I had one hell of a time getting up this morning. I'm beginning to understand the benefits AND the side effects to some of these meds. Funny. One of those bennies and effects is that I actually sleep 8 hours a night. So if I take the meds at 9, go down at 10, getting up at 4:30 is tough. That being said, I was running so groggy and behind until about 6:30AM that I drove off to work in my house slippers. I realized it when I got half way there and actually considered wearing them to the office, but I knew I couldn't explain them in my meeting at 8, so back home I went. THEN I got caught in the traffic I dread so much at the 7:15 minute.

We (Atlanta) actually made the national news again. This time we now hold the dubious distinction of being the SECOND worse City in the country for commuters. The DOT did a comprehensive traffic study, which included examining air quality, number of wrecks, distance to work, etc. Another reason everyone is moving back into the City. Everyone else is sick of traffic, too. You either learn to live with it, or don't. I chose not to. I actually plan my day around traffic. Sad, but we're SECOND to the worst. Only L.A. is worse, barely. Well, keep it up, Atlanta, and I'm sure we can be NUMBER ONE next year!!!

I'm having to rent a car this week for various reasons, but without any public transportation, what option do you have if you have no vehicle and you live in this "International" City? It ain't like New York or London, or DC. For me to get to work, I literally have to take three buses, or one bus, two trains, stop about 35 times and sit with some "interesting" people. Actually, it wouldn't be that bad, except that I only live 6 miles from my fucking job. A cab ride? Well, I'm not sure how much it would cost to get to Tech from here, but I know that it's $40 round trip to Turner Field and I live 2 miles from there. Hell, I've even started walking to the Braves games. What the fuck? I'm usually so pissed that I don't have the option of public transit, it shows clearly on my face and people can usually tell what kind of mood I'm in when I walk through the 'hood.

Baby Bro and Frenchy will be here at fucking MIDNIGHT tomorrow. Good: Gives me more time to clean this shithole, BAD: It's godamn MIDNIGHT. With this medicine, I have no idea what planet I'm on at M-I-D-N-I-G-T! Leave it to them to pick a time to arrive AFTER I get over Vampire Hours. Actually, it's not so bad. I can't wait to drag them over to "Junior Miss", that little house with the "Nature-made skylight". The look on their face will be priceless. Maybe then I'll drag them to Loca Luna with CR just to shake them up a bit. This could be a fun 48 hours. Almost like my Last Meal since I have to really get my shit together Saturday --- and most likely Sunday to see where the hell I am going.

In the meantime, I'm being more productive and feeling much better and stronger than I have in seven months. I'm dining on that crow now, as I recall Doctor Evil saying to me to "be patient", and Daddy saying, "be patient". I just didn't think "patient" could go on for 7 months.

I'm looking forward to tomorrow. I got some of my artwork back from the framers and I eager to get it up. I also had enough energy today to sand and seal the back stairs before they crumbled to the ground. Of course, the Weatherman said "isolated showers" and when I looked at 3 PM, nada. I finished around 6:30, came in got a shower, and here comes the rain. Actually, it was more like a thunderstorm accompanied by lots of rain. I haven't been out there yet to see if it had sealed before the rain hit, but that wood was so dry, it took the full two gallons. Thank you, gods of construction.

Well, we've had our aforementioned sleepy meds, and I still need to get some more cranberry juice down the gullet. Not only is pure cranberry juice just the fucking tartest crap on the planet, but it is BY far the most expensive. Hell, even pomegranate is cheaper and you need more of them to make the same amount of juice. Go figure I get stuck with the cranberry to suck down. Pomegranates don't do shit for your kidneys.

And to end this day upon a note of relativity and perspective; today was a relatively good day for me because I have a friend who went in for both an endoscopy AND a colonoscopy today.

Hey, my life just ain't so bad sometimes.