Thursday, July 29, 2010

And "They" Said it Couldn't be Done...

For the record I am just 13 days shy of meeting my "One Year without a Car" goal.

It's been an interesting journey. It's not always been fun but it has been eye opening. And without my friends (and they know who they are) I'm not sure I'd have made it this far.

The irony is that here I am just under two weeks from meeting my goal and I am no closer to securing wheels than I was almost 12 months ago.

Which kinda makes me sad.

And so, my car-less journey continues in the hopes that when I once again when I join the workforce I'll be able to rectify the situation.

Until then, look for me walking Atlanta's poor sidewalk system. I'll be the one with the "Will Work for Wheels" sign.

Food for Thought....

Ok, so the third person in one week suggested I write a book.

While flattering, I've got no idea a) what I'd write about or b) how to get something published.

B is an easier answer than A.....I think.

So, what do you think, readers? I am sure I can't produce the "great American novel "... so do you have a suggestion or two for topics I could wax poetic about?

If so, let me know. I'd appreciate your suggestions.

God knows this job search is going VERY slowly and I've got the time to pound out some pages.

Tuesday, July 27, 2010

Montani Semper Liberi

Today I am applying for a job at my alma mater, West Virginia University.

Doing so is scary. One, the thought of returning to my college town as a professional is a bit overwhelming. Two, just like when I applied for admission WAY back in 1990, what if I don't make the cut? And three, WINTER.

But if there is one thing I learned while at WVU it was that the things I regret the most are the things I didn't ever try. And since learning that painful lesson, I've always pushed myself to take risks outside of my comfort zone. And usually, doing this has led to positive results.

And so, with fingers crossed and with Country Roads playing in my head, I'll submit my credentials and hope that once again I make the cut and can join the Mountaineers in Morgantown.

It's just that this time, I'll be the grown-up at the Mountainlair.

I am Ashamed to Admit this is the First I've Heard of this..

The Good Samaritan and a train operator who saved a blind woman from being hit by a MARTA train on July 12 had a one-track mind at Monday's news conference: modesty.

Monday, July 12, 2010

From the "Sucks to be Me" file....

Well, so much for re-routing "saved" bus routes to service us lowly folk on the 105 route..

Well, that Victory was Shortlived.....

So, contrary to my May post about saving the bus route it seems the reprieve was just temporary.

Last week I linked to an AJC article about service cuts and how the bathrooms were going to be closed...and within that article it was revealed the Route 105 is going away in September. Talk about burying the lead.

Anyway, my question now is what route changes does Marta make to continue to serve its rides on the 105...and this includes the mass transit riders from UPS, Kaiser Permanente and NewellRubbermaid? Or are we just SOL?

It's one thing to cut service but it's another thing entirely to leave us all out here hanging. NEWFLASH - The riders on the route don't vanish just because bus service stops. It's imperative that MARTA recognize this and work to revamp other routes to serve the 105 riders.

Friday, July 9, 2010

World Cup 2010 Dutch Promo

The short week has kicked my tail and I've not had a spare moment to write anything of any great consequence.

Wait. Do I ever write anything of great consequence?


I will say that I attended a session at Unemployment on Tuesday. Getting there is always tough on transit so I rented a car. All this for a meeting that lasted 40 minutes and really wasn't all that helpful. But truthfully, a cab both ways would have been more I guess I still came out ahead.

I'm finding it harder to not have a car in my state of unemployment than I ever did when I had a job. Which is shocking, really.

Gearing up for the final World Cup game on Sunday. I've been pulling for The Netherlands since the start and I'm happy to report they made it to the big game. Where they will face Spain. I am anticipating a great game. And I'll be wearing my oranje proudly.

I leave you with video and a heartly Hup Holland Hup!

Tuesday, July 6, 2010

Metric - Eclipse (All Yours) -My new favorite song

Other lives, always tempted to trade
Will they hate me for all the choices I’ve made
Will they stop when they see me again?
I can’t stop now I know who I am

Now I’m all yours, I’m not afraid
and you're all mine, say what they may
and all your love I’ll take to my grave
and all my life starts now

Tear me down they can't take you out of my thoughts
Under every scar there’s a battle I’ve lost
Will they stop when they see us again?
Find More lyrics at
I can’t stop now I know who I am

Now I’m all yours, I’m not afraid
and you're all mine, say what they may
and all your love I’ll take to my grave
and all my life starts

I’m all yours, I’m not afraid
and you're all mine, say what they may
and all your love I’ll take to my grave
and all my life starts starts now

The ATL version of Speed...

Thursday, July 1, 2010

This Week's Book - Breakfast with Buddha

I had five books come into the library at the same time earlier this week. The one I opted to crack open first is entitled Breakfast with Buddha by Roland Merullo.

The story is about one man's journey to the home of his youth after the unexpected death of his relatively young and healthy parents. The protagonist, Otto, was set to make the trip with his sister. His sister, who at the last minute, backs out and sends her Buddhist spiritual advisor in her place.

Needless to say, this late switch caused a bit of discomfort for Otto.

I'm about half way done and I must say that the story is written in such a way that I keep thinking it's a REAL story. Granted, the trip outlined in the book (from NYC to North Dakota) was taken by the author in real life...but the characters are fictitious. While all the towns, inns and restaurants are real, the characters are an amalgamation of various studies and readings the author has done throughout his lifetime.

Maybe the story seems real to me because for the first 18 summers of my life I journeyed through much of the same area the author writes about...namely Ohio, Indiana, Pennsylvania, and Illinois.

So far, two passages of the book have jumped out to me and I keep thinking about a) why these two stand out from the rest of the strong narrative and b) what exactly that means.

Here's the first: page 50
That's the way it works, isn't it? Part of the ugliness in you is purely your own. But a portion of it is learned, or inherited. And, strangely enough, it seems immune to the scrutiny of your own conscience. Somehow, it's alright - your tantrums or whatever else it might be: shortness with the children, meanness to a spouse, eating too much, cheating a little bit at work or on the tennis court....It's all right. We find excuses for our small and not-so-small addictions and transgressions. We rationalize. They are part and parcel of the judging mind, and so the judging mind excuses them.

And all you can do, I suppose, is decide which of your demons are harmless and which are really trouble, and then find the courage to wrestle with the latter group.

The second passage is this one: page 114
True, I had pressed him a little with my questioning but wasn't that what the whole thing had been for? What was I supposed to do, just go along with it like the rest of the people in the room? Accept everything he said because he was supposed to be a spiritual master? This wasn't my style, not at all. My style was to ask, to analyze, to question, to weigh all the sides of an issue, and if something didn't seem like the real truth, to squeeze it until the lie showed itself plainly.

Two diametrically opposed passages, are they not? I wonder why it is that these two floated to top of the pile? I wonder if upon completion of the story I'll have that answer?

For those in Fulton County, Breakfast with Buddha is available through the public library. For those interested in adding this book to their collection, visit your local book seller or

If you read it, I'd be interested in hearing your thoughts.