Can’t seem to find the time to write lately, so I’m off on hiatus until life gets errrr…..normal again.

Stay tuned…….

I have had no inspiration to write lately. Obviously, its been over three weeks since my last post. Lots has gone on, house has been listed, I’ve had some successes on the job hunt, but I just haven’t felt it to be post worthy. A friend of mine said that I should write more funny posts, but to be honest I haven’t felt “funny” lately. I’m still sick, this flu/cold/plague has been hanging on like a mofo and I’ve basically been walking around in a phlegm induced haze now for a month. I have a telephone interview on Thursday and I’m freaking out that I’m going to sound semi retarded when I speak, in between hacking up a lung.

As I mentioned the job hunt is going relatively well, I have at least three solid opportunities and all basically through word of mouth. Its nice to know that you are somewhat wanted out there and that I’m not going to have to beg for a job. We headed down to Vancouver this past weekend to check out areas where we want to move back to as we can’t quite swing the 1.2 mil for a house in our old neighborhood Kits, so its going to have to be one of the more ‘nudge nudge wink wink’ affordable areas. We are torn with whether we want to be right in Vancouver or if we should settle in one of the outlying areas such as North Van, Tsawwassen etc. It will probably take a couple more trips down to truly get a feel for where we want to be. I like to think that the neighborhood and house will find us.

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I’m dying……some evil virus has invaded my home and has taken up residence in my body, my wife’s body and our son’s body. We are all down and out with the flu. That nasty, putrid, soul searing flu that has you praying for a never to come quick and painless death. Somehow overnight a roll of razor wire was deposited in the back of my throat so that now every time I swallow the fire of a thousand suns makes me wince and whimper like a little school girl. I go from feeling like I’m frozen from the inside out to sweating like Micheal Jackson watching the Vienna Boys Choir. Shitty thing is I cant even take time off work, I am still playing catch up from our trip to Maui so I have to drag my aching, shivering, nauseous ass out of bed each day and crawl into work. But I think today is enough I’m going to go home crawl into bed write my will, and wait for the Grim Reaper to show up…….

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Well I guess I can say as of today I am officially back on the job market. I’ve updated and tweaked my resume and sit here now drafting a cover letter for a potential position I’m interested in. god it seems like a life time since I’ve had to do this. No…..I haven’t been fired or quit, as much as I secretly pray for that each day, this is the first step to our pilgrimage back to the coast…..the place we miss so dear. You see the wife being in the “industry” she’s in, she had the luxury of taking a leave of absence and her job is secured up until late summer so its up to me to find gainful employment by at least the end of June to facilitate our move back so, we figured it best to start now hey worst case would be I move down a little earlier than planned and live a bachelors life with the animals.

So now begins that ever draining process of finding good work. I know there is allot out there but it’s important that I find a company that I “fit” into. I’m pretty sure in saying we have all been in jobs where the fit just didn’t jive and it was less than satisfying.

We are heading down in early February to scope out a couple areas that we would like to live in. Unfortunately we cant afford to move back into Kits, where we love and originally moved from a short 14 months ago but I’m sure we will find somewhere that is just right for us and our little growing family.

Wish me luck!

PS. I have elected to post a synopsis of our trip to Maui with some photos and a funny little story about our last day there that I like to call “the day the Hibiscus cried”……stay tuned

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I had every intention to post over the vacation, I even hauled my 8 1/2 pound Dell laptop to Maui in hopes to post intermittent updates but the condo we were renting had no Internet access nor was I able to find a decent wireless signal close by. So in the spirtit I wrote posts anyways and will be posting them post vacation throughout the next little while. Hey it will be like we are there all over again.

Maui was amazing. It was surprisingly laid back and didn’t really have that frenzied touristy vibe that I expected it would. Even with the influx of all the PGA junkies who made their way to Kapalua to see this seasons first tourney, and yes I have to admit I took in the second round myself. Nice to see the Canadian contingent do well that day but unfortunately they couldn’t pull it off on the final day.

I could most definitely make Maui a yearly tradition for our family, we talked to many people who have been going there with their families for 10 – 20 years and seems like an awesome tradition in my opinion. I think perhaps however, it wouldn’t be over the Christmas/New Years break as it is the most expensive two week period of the year there and the old bank account and visa are still reeling and will be for some time to come, but every single cent was worth it by far.

Sucks to be back in the snow and cold…

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So it appears we are now full throttle into the Christmas season. The stores are now all decked out and full of those glaze eyed shoppers frantically trying to find that perfect gift for those they love and even those they don’t. Trees are now up and sparkle in two thirds the windows of houses you drive by. A fresh white blanket of snow covers the ground giving the land that magical Christmasy feel. I fully expect to see Disney characters scampering in amongst the trees singing carols and decorating the forest with popcorn strings and candied apples. Wheres my sniper rifle??………..I hate it……I hate it all.

Over the years I have grown to dislike Christmas. Every year as the festive season approaches I slowly transform into what my lovely wife refers to as “The Scrooge” I’m not really sure what or why I have grown to hate Christmas. It could be the fact that it continues to become more and more commercialized and has lost its true meaning. Or it could be I grew up in a household where Christmas was a full on assault to the senses. Endless Christmas music playing at all hours of the day, an obscene amount of presents under the tree or trees with a value that would probably fund a small country. Maybe its a little bit of both, or maybe I’m just a grouchy freak. Who knows.

This year I get a bit of a reprieve from Christmas insanity, for the first time ever, I will be away for Christmas. As of the 22nd I will be basking in the sun sipping a cold beer on the shores of one of Hawaii’s most beautiful islands, Maui. With the family of course. Despite the fact that I pretty much would kill Santa if I saw him walking down the street or that I will put my foot through the next television I see playing “Its a Very Brady Christmas” it will seem strange not celebrating it in the “traditional” way. However, after my second or third round of golf and 50th beer it will all seem just about right.

18 days and counting

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I’m tired, jet lagged and grumpy. Last week I had to, on short notice do a six day tour of upstate NY, NYC, DC and Northern Virginia. No wonder I’m tired, that’s a lot of territory to cover in six days. Between a total of 7 flights one of which was one of those “hmmmmm I’m going to die today” flights and the always very pleasant and efficient TSA experience I am about spent.

For those who not familiar with TSA they are the contracted airport security firm used in most if not all American airports. There approach to security is something not unlike a trip to the local fast food joint or local Walmart. You are almost in every case met by some underpaid, under trained cyborg who speaks at you with that mono tone half asleep grunting that just screams I’m so engaged in my work and care for your safety. Now I can totally understand how shitty that job must be. You deal with literally thousands of travellers each day and there is always, always that stupid fuctard who has four bottles of water, a ham, a light machine gun and a gas can in his carry on luggage. I know I couldn’t do it.

I’m glad no travel for me for a while….

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Lately I have had absolutely no motivation to write in my blog, correction…..I guess its more that I haven’t felt or been inspired with anything I think to be blog worthy. This is the first time I have experienced what I guess you would call “writer’s block” when it comes to this blog. Normally I’m never ever lacking some cynical sarcastic observation, or some meaningless ramble about life in general, Have I lost my blogging mojo so soon? Probably not, I chalk it up to having my brain full of business plans, moving plans, and all the other things in my life making my brain hurt.

So over the next while posts may be scarce and probably somewhat dull so bare will us, qualified technicians are working hard to restore your regularly scheduled programing.

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Ohhhhh so much on my plate right now. Life seems to have gone from debilitating tedium to overwhelmingly busy in less than a month and with no sign of letting up. Work sucks (as usual) I’m being handed more and more responsibility, but yet no more pay, funny how that’s the way it always seems to work out. On top of work sucking ass, I’m in the early stages of developing two business opportunities. One with a partner and another something that I’ve had rattling around in my melon for years now and finally decided to do something about it. Not sure if either will come to fruition, only time and lots work will tell.

Something else causing the ole plateth to overfloweth is planning and coordinating our move to get the hell out of this redneck, ultra conservative, hummer driving, bleached blond, fake boobed, coke snorting, real estate obsessed, ultimate fighting watching, shit hole we made the mistake of calling home over the past year. That’s right boys and girls we are heading back to the coast. Halllua fucking luuuya!!!

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While flying down to Indianapolis last week for a trade show I had a bit of an epiphany. Seated in the window seat, playing name that smell and listening to Hospital Music on the ole I Pod, I gazed out at the patch work that is the bread basket of America. Way off on the horizon I could see that you could just barely make out the curvature of the earth. Now I’ve seen this before the what seems like the kigillion times I’ve flown but this time something sparked in my brain.

I started thinking about how you…me…the guy next to you… even the bum out diving for empties in your dumpster is, no matter what, always on the apex of a “hill”. A very gradual, unnoticeable but enormous hill not unlike walking on one big giant beach ball covered in mud and stupid people shooting at each other. Then I thought are you actually on the apex? or are you moving down hill or up hill? If you are moving it has to be either right? After downing my $6.00 beer my thoughts then traversed into about how some people approach their lives in general. Some approach there lives as though they are always walking up that hill and can never reach the top. Everything to them is a struggle, everything is hard, they can never seem to reach that apex. Conversely you have those who approach their lives like they are always going down hill. Fast, exciting, easy. You also have those who I guess you would consider the balanced ones who approach life both ways. Sometimes its easy, sometimes its hard. I like to think I’m a balanced one, but for me life is all about laughing, having fun, loving, being loved and making this big giant beach ball we live on a better place.

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