The next 8 years…

The next 8 years are slowly dawning on this weblog. What will be its focus, its guiding light, the mantra of its existence? Will we see more technology and anthropology posts or will I just dwell on the life of Mike? I’ve wondered the same things more than a few times. I’ve looked at the blog from a standpoint of what it brings to my life. Does it bring a sense of quality or justice or even clarity? Nope. Does it bring authority, linking, seniority? No way. Does it really do anything useful at all? I don’t think so. So why does it even exist?

The “why” questions are not ones I think deeply on. I just understand that its here and has been here for some years. Its been either a force or a damnation in my life. Its been an appendage or a wart on my soul. I’ve hated it, loved it, wanted it to change a zillion times. Has it?

Nope. And most likely it never will.

I think you are stuck with it; warts and all. There is no footer which says,

The views of Mikes Thoughts in no way represent the views of Mike

Because they do. I don’t include some easy out for employers. They are grist for the mill as well. I don’t speak for any of them but I do speak against them when I see fit. I think the next 8 years will be just the same as the previous 8. If you even bother to read this poor excuse you will get stuck with how I progress through the combined hell and heaven of my life.

There are subtle changes afoot though. For one thing, I am not terribly distressed about things any longer. I don’t know what things I may have been in the first place but if I was they’re gone. I’ll continue to ponder why Android and Linux are simply better. I’ll take a look at how my take on anthropology widens my social and personal universe.

Most of all you will see hints at a voyage. I’ll start sharing some of the musings I’ve had about a place or places to go.

If you’re looking to this blog as a guidepost to life; you had better go somewhere else. I don’t have room for you here. This is my stuff. Start your own blog :-) The next 8 will be the same as the last 8 sorry to say.

I would like to say thanks to the 3 or 4 people which may still read this perplexing and disappointing diatribe. No one ever said the life of Mike and his thoughts would entertain or even piss you off. If you want to get pissed off, just use Windows 8 ™ for awhile.

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The 8 Years of this Blog

I started this thing back in 2005 with this post. When thinking back on those years, a few things never really dawned on me then. I never realized how the marriage thing which had seemed to last for so many years would be doomed to fail. Yet with hindsight being 20/20, the warning signs were all around me then. There was weirdness in the whole relationship thing that perhaps simple wanting to be in love blinds. My mom used to say,

there is being in love and in love with the idea of being in love

She had a few gems about people and events which when looking back, I should have applied more stringently. She would often tell me if someone says they have your best interests at heart to run for the hills.

Roger would also tell me things which seemed to hint now at the circumstance I ended up finding myself in years later. Its hard to really believe that there were only 4 years between the start of this blog, the end of various jobs, the start of Celestix, the end of the marriage. Wow! How many life events can a person cram into the passage of time and space?

Now when I think back on the humble starts of my Hello World post; it dawns on me that many of the things were doomed to fail but as I mentioned, I was blind. So many little events which happened which I never added up. It amazes me, being an anthropologist and archeologist, I could see so much of other cultures, values, mores, institutions; but never really see how mine was lacking.

I’ve come a long way baby!

Now we move forward in the life of the blog. Over 1880 weblog posts. So much of Android, Linux, travel, anthropology. I enjoy those categories the most on this blog. I love to deal Android and look at what I see are the reasons why open systems will always prevail against walled gardens. Its not just that you can download the code or modify it. Its the community that springs up much like the institutions which spring up to support societies when in need.

Android simply excels because its Linux. Linux is never done. There is another kernel to release. Another thing to get done. Apple has never really stood a chance given the juggernaut. They’d have to open the doors and its too late. They shoulda, woulda, coulda years ago. Now they are the victim of their own closed garden. Innovation in a walled garden seems pretty suspect to me.

On the anthropology side, I’ve never truly given up. I always remember the way of things. The gentle lessons that RWR taught me in the deserts of the Mojave. The hills and mountains of the Techachapi. Feeling the haboob winds stir up and whip my face in Barstow or sit in the pizza parlor and drink another pitcher of the golden elixir of life.

Finally, on the travel. The travel has been my narcotic. Its taken me to a country where I could live and dream of staying. India is the most beautiful, wonderful and sometimes strange place I have ever been. I enjoyed the friendships I garnered like precious stones during my days on the roads. The sidetrips to Japan were and are precious to me. They were mile markers and long jaunts in Kyoto and Shinjuku and Tokyo with beers in the evenings sometimes at the Lion Beer Hall in the Ginza.

Now I know though that the next two years are the formative years for me. The new thing haunts my vision and is just beyond the current thing. I’ll one day go forth and write more travel category posts. I’ll add more years to the blog. I may never set foot in India again; but there are the places I’ve mapped in Evernote. I know where I need to go. I’ve spent the last 4 years dealing with the whole divorce and finally seeing my life be re-born out of the ashes of some previous creature. There is no “doomed to defeat” after 8 years writing here.

I decided to write this a day early from that propitious day to merely mark the time. Eight years is a long time on a single thing folks. This blog has been the positive and negative force in my life. I’ve made friends and lost them with this thing. Its an agent of change and driver to Hell sometimes. I hate it often and wish some of the things it cataloged would disappear. I wonder about its reverse ordering at times.

The truth is though these are my 8 years and not yours. You may not visit the blog too often and search only on how to resize a VDI or some of my ramblings on Linux. I’m good with that. In the last 8 years I’ve seen friends come and go and I still feel that missing chord for the DaveR. He would have known a thing to say to me now.

So in the end I mark the passage of the eight years of time spent either well or in Hell. I’ve turned the fucking corner though. I think I forgot the seminal creed of the solitary person I am. There is loneliness and being alone. I’ll take the second. Relationships avail me not so don’t wonder if I’ll just meet another person and give up whatever remains of my life.

The blog persists and so do I. Bring on the next 8. I venture to say that this blog will live on and I will live on. The blog will be hosted right here in the good old US. But Mike will not. His hosting agreement runs out and a new plan dawns.

Welcome the next 8 years. Meet the new boss. Same as the old boss.

Fuck em all if they can’t take a joke.

Posted in Android, Anthropology, Current Events, Ideas, Linux, Views, Weblogs

Sprinkler Time

Often in the mornings I sit still and listen. Puppy wanders the kitchen perhaps searching the never ending search for human food tidbits. Daughter not awake yet. It’s also garbage day. Commercials drone on. Morning news competes with reality.

Then the sprinklers come on. Water dripping down reality. Nexus 10 submits to my clumsy typing intentions.

Soon this blog will celebrate an anniversary. On June 2nd it will roll over to another doubtful horizon.

Like water dripping down the wall, droplets of inane drivel still run here. I write this thing to merely catalog one man’s passage of time.

Thanks for reading. Or not.

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Memorial

Its Memorial Day here in the states. Day off from work. Yesterday our washer decided to not wash any longer and left things in mid wash cycle. Ended up going to the laundromat at 8pm to finish things up. Laundromats are strange places. I wonder why young folks are attracted to hanging out in front of them. Is it the dryer sheets littering the floor in the place? Young sexy women coming in to get their wash/dry cycles done? Not sure but its strange. I sat there watching the flux of people coming and going and it occurred to me that a laundromat is a microcosm of our entire society. We have all the classes of people. Some folks only come in to dry clothes. I saw this guy and woman come in with over 7 loads of wet stuff to dry. They must be upwardly washer mobile and have a machine at home to wash but not dry? Then there are the other less fortunate people who must do both. Lets run down how long it takes at a laundromat.

  1. Find washer. 5 minutes.
  2. Decide that I did not bring enough quarters. It now costs $2.50 to do a load of regular laundry!
  3. Attempt to get change only to find the change machine did not like any of the bills in my wallet.
  4. Go to liquor store. “we do not give change”. Buy something and ask for quarters. “We cannot give all of our quarters away”.
  5. Return from Safeway and start things. 36 minutes go by.
  6. Place clothes in dryer and load up 5 quarters for 20 minutes.
  7. Clothes not dry after 20 minutes.
  8. Curse
  9. Get more quarters
  10. Repeat entire Safeway trip again
  11. Done after 40 minutes
  12. Go home and find out now I need to empty the water from the borked washing machine. Yay.
  13. Now bathtub is dirty because I used it for the dirty washing machine water
  14. New set of never-ending chores erupt

This seems to be the never-ending wash, rinse, repeat cycle of my life these days. Of course, I get no real help because the ex is gone to her hubby’s. My daughter stares doubtfully at the set of chores and declares, “I’m done”. Wanders back to her laptop.

Another great memorial day bites the dust. Perhaps I should drink some friendly beverages this evening or something but I doubt I will.

Other Memorium

Started thinking about a trip down to see RWR. Not sure how much longer Roger will be around. Hell, not sure how much longer I’ll be around either. Who really knows how much longer anyone will be in the present state. My friend Frank also lives down there. I found Frank on Facebook. Perhaps the one good thing it did for me. I’ve known Frank for a lot of dog years. In fact since we were kids together down there and did stuff with cheap wine, dumpsters, and the local jail.

I still miss the DaveR unfortunately. I’m working closer to where i met him back during the Levanta days. Seems like it gets no easier even though I can live with the fact he’s gone. You never really accept things like how the DaveR left. There are no stages in real life folks. You go from regrets to denial to “living with it”. Acceptance is bullshit.

My only final thought is unfortunately I have grown much less trustworthy and able to accept my fellow human beings on whatever terms they come to me with. This guy Al asked me when I would find another meaningful relationship. I told him I already had a dog which had an unconditional relationship with me. I should have married Misty when she was alive. Things would have turned out much better. Dogs are just better than people I think.

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Another Saturday Same Starbucks

Last night was the same beer, television, going to bed happily inebriated. Usually by the last part of the beer intake I’ve figured out how to deal with it all. Unfortunately Saturday mornings don’t still yield that enlightenment.

After work yesterday I did this walk from Costco in Foster City all the way to the Bay Trail, up the trail to east Hillsdale, and then back. Took me the better part of two hours. Nothing like the unplanned 4 to 5 hour meanders in Japan and Sydney I’ve done. It still puts the challenge on though and gives me time to consider… Or not.

Now I sit here at my Starbucks alone but not lonely. Watching the parade of people moving. My Nexus 7 gives me the access and means to travel, read, wonder.

This blog will turn over yet again in about a week. Another year spent on mike and his thoughts. More time spent on news, views, and subterfuge. Ain’t it grand.

Posted in Current Events, Weblogs

Crazy Cool

Coming up on my third week already at Visa. I have a few projects gracing my plate and have seen a few friends from the days before. Tomorrow is payday and I also will drive down to Cisco and see a friend that works on the team I was on.

I kinda feel like this is the best thing I could get and I’m pretty happy with how things ended up with leaving Cisco. I don’t miss some of the political and people BS there. Visa has its own levels of entrenched bureaucracy around actually doing the activities around converting teams to new data centers. It’s the best part though of the work I got to do with the teams though.

Android is going crazy so I gave up on the whole thing and bought apple gear. There is too much choice on the Nexus devices. Help! Now we see a Galaxy S4 Nexus and perhaps a HTC One coming without the sense skin. Is this the end of the entire Nexus thing? I doubt it. I think we’re seeing the fanning out of what customers want from the vendors. That would be choice. People will pay for choice. And tablets like the new Nexus 7 that’s coming. Choice plus high quality, low cost. It makes the common person and habilis say…

Crazy Cool!!

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Sunday Starbucks

It’s another Sunday so I’ll head off by 11am to the coffee place for awhile. Time to take some hours with the Nexus 7 and relax away from the house. Perhaps meet a friend there. I’ll be out walking in about 45 minutes.

I’m fast approaching the June anniversary of the blog. Amazing how long this thing has persisted. It’s seen me at numerous jobs, through marriage, infidelity and divorce. Friendships have not lasted as long as this has. Perhaps it’s a mile marker to how much drivel a person can create with the right format.

I’ve put the blog into hiatus before and almost deleted it completely at the worst of times. I’ve found some measure of solace and companionship in the entries from the past. I’ve decided this thing is with me for the long haul. Sorry.

My next steps involve work but I’ll also be planning a voyage unlike anything I’ve done before. As the time nears I’ll share some of the details. Until then I am the international man of mystery. I’ve realigned my plans, found a new place, and will be putting an itinerary together to take me there.

It’s all good. We all need to have a next thing when the current one plays it’s final song.

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