February 28, 2004
Thawing
Finally the first thaw has come...
And somebody had his first haircut too.
February 22, 2004
Domestic Bliss
The camera got out of it's bag over the last couple of days. It was too long.
At work I took some shots of the "terminal", and this one from last night is framed just right. Nancy no cropping...
And dare I type the word.
Happy.
There I did it.
Why am I now scared to look over my shoulder, to see if anything is coming along right behind me that would take said happiness away? Is this just human nature or am I a complete neurotic? Take your pick.
February 21, 2004
Business Lunch
Things are clicking along at the new job. Being part of a start up is more my style these days than form fitting into another established big corp. We have our first big deal signed...
February 19, 2004
Branching Out
Over the past couple of weeks I have made a concerted effort to reconnect with friends and acquaintances, mostly by cleaning out my email in box. This has been successful to some degree, but it has also been a little embarrassing. What would your reaction be if you got a response to a casual email invitation for a lunch date from May of 2003 last Friday? You can't blame folks for being a little non-nonplussed by such email tardiness.
The upside of this activity is that I have heard from dear friends made in Manhattan (bad pun alert) who have moved to Australia... and a colleague who now lives and works in London. Friends have married, or have new jobs... or new boyfriends in LA. Life goes on---all those different paths having crossed at one point.
And a new friend, who lives on the West Coast, has prompted me to write about my love life from long ago. There are some shared circumstances in our pasts, and he asked to hear about it more. And so I am writing about it, just for him, because he asked.
Every day at 2 my horoscope arrives on my cell phone. And just after I emailed the second part of my very personal email story the phone beeped with the daily dose of astrology, which I surely don't believe in.
It said, "Leo: Introspection is not always easy. Try to embrace it for a month."
February 16, 2004
demon retro biting puppy 2003
A favorite photo from last fall... even though it features my toe being gnawed on.
Icicle
The whoosh of another weekend gone by... decorated starkly with the effects of cold, sun and ice. Outside my home office window this potentially deadly one lives on, others are knocked down when they become intimidating.
February 14, 2004
Valentine Binder
Wondering... wishing. Shifting... and shopping.
Valentine's Day... and morning shopping for a gift. Having someone to shop for is enough of a gift for me.
February 13, 2004
Sunny Laundry
Scrounging around this morning through the pictures taken from last year, mostly because I can't seem to concentrate at work this Friday. My verbal side is constricted lately... from lack of practice.
So, here is the late fall sunshine on a neighbor's laundry and what would pass as an appropriately Valentine-esque shot of a rose with my favorite picture of us. Why this little still life was assembled last October escapes me now, but happy Valentine's day anyway my love.
February 12, 2004
Ugly Ties
There are only five new episodes of Friends left. Can we all raise a glass and toast that please?
February 11, 2004
Cables
We've made the leap to wireless computing here at headvoice. To summarize my recommendations; pay attention to the details. Then again, I do this technology crap for an actual living so your milage might vary substantially.
Like many I am longing for some brilliant warm sunshine, especially when my brother calls from Honolulu. Should I raid the archives for summery photos? I could and can. But this is more in the moment... and will be the posted image today.
We have cables, and plugs... and thin winter light. How did my desk move to the dining room table?
February 9, 2004
Blog Wishes
I really do wish I could blog in a pithy manner about the current state of affairs. There are so many rich seas of topics to wade into after all: politics, art, media, technology, pop culture... and more. But I resist.
For it needs to be like poetry for me... using less words to say something resonate. Photographs should be on the same course, cropped for clarity, but as clear as a pure lens must be. This boy ain't really ready for the big time.
As Gawker Media makes great bloggers swim into more mainstream waters... we can map another path, an emerging wave of brilliant and creative minds unleashed in a vibrant new medium.
Salvador Dali comes right to mind, with that absurd mustache, he made us see the tequila enhanced fun house mirror reflection of ourselves by bending the existing rules to the point of surrealism. Today the snarksters of the blogsphere dangle similarly overhead... swinging from the high poles of the old media guard.
Godspeed to them all.
February 8, 2004
Puppy on Ice
Another picture of the puppy on ice from yesterday afternoon. Sure I wish it was of Maui, or some other idyllic place, but the frozen backyard patio which he is now ferociously defending from neighborhood cats and squirrels will have to do.
The entire household is suffering from at least some degree of cabin fever, which is to be expected after a couple of months dodging the bitter cold and snow. The house seems smaller as the days go by...
February 7, 2004
Starting Up
A busy week both at work and play... and it occurs to me this icy Saturday morning that I feel right-sided again, rebalanced. Joining the ebb and swell of a new job at a start-up was the right choice, even if it seemed to find me, instead of being sought out.
My very first job in Toronto was with a dot com start-up—and in retrospect all the arrogant excesses were there from the beginning, right from the absurd rate of growth to the massive pissing away of money.
"Hire those kids that look like ravers", my toad of a boss instructed me during my second week of work. Stacks of resumes hit my desk, while headhunters kept my voice mail box busy. A few months later the bottom fell out of the NASDAQ and the writing was on the wall. I quit just before the firing started.
This time around it is a different ball game. No hiring binges. Outsourcing a go-go. Lean is in. BYOLaptop.
On the play side of life, I want to offer some good advice. Joining some great friends in a secluded mezzanine above a snotty downtown hotel bar, for icy martinis and some overpriced nibbly bits is never a bad idea. But you might want to make sure to make that important early morning meeting the next day... no matter how bleary-eyed you feel.
February 2, 2004
White Weekend
After a busy week at work it was time to relax a bit over the weekend. Of course it would be nice to linger in the tropical sunshine by a cabana sipping cocktails, but we had plenty of this type of activity last summer, albeit in our backyard.
Saturday was one of the days when I cook to unwind---dicing and slicing the stress away. And, after a week of seemingly endless snowfall, the sun came out and the temperatures moderated, allowing the canine to be ambulated successfully.
We slipped and slid down the street to the park, where I had assumed the paths had been cleared. But no, it was ready to go sledding on, completely snow covered still. We soldered on... carefully slipping down the path.
He still enjoyed it. And dinner was wonderful.
It's the little things...
