Gemini Proxy
Still in business, very nice
Walking down an alley I haven't visited in a while, I turn a corner and.. hey, it's still here. Wow. Has it been 5 years? Jeez...
Glad to see it's still here. Same bar, same decor, some new taps of course. What makes one suddenly wonder about Gemini sites years later after life throws a wrench that fully refocuses your attention? Who knows. The brain is weird.
Anyway, it's brisk out, so that calls for a nice stout or porter please. ~bartender's choice.
It's good to see the place is still
here, along with many of the other
So I'm finding some refuge from the chaos with a few basic things. Finding musical acts far off the mainstream. Taking time to read, on paper. Turning off all news alerts (social media was turned off a few years ago). I'm also working on a re-write of an old short sci-fi story with an intriguing concept, but bad writing. Mine may not be any better, but that's not the point. It's a creative, private exercise that is the opposite of aimless distraction and worry about things I can't change.
There's a quote I ran across that I'll paraphrase here- If you are at a point where some Very Large Things seem to demand that your life is lived in relation to them (social media empires, corporatized entertainment, an increasingly totalitarian state, etc), then checking out and taking control of your attention is not apathy or burying your head in the sand. It's a form of resistance.
Good to see everyone. Next round on my tab!
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And professionally, things aren't bad.
Well, last year around this time I
had the first not so modest
A coworker pointed me to a quote attributed to Rowan Atkinson (aka Mr. Bean), but may be much older:
Distance is the only answer to disrespect.
Don't react.
Don't argue.
Don't get involved in drama.
Simply remove your presence.
And this sums the whole episode up rather nicely.
However, someone has woken up, it seems. Said manager is not anyone's manager any more. Their best friend in their management peer group was sent away, too. I have no idea, what's going on at old $dayjob. BUT --- I don't care any more. May they find new ways to thrive. It's fine without me.
So, here I am, with suddenly a lot of time on my hands. I can walk old trails. I can try new trails, physically and mentally. The "long vacation" feeling has vanished by now. And currently I do not really know, what to do with myself. Other than preparing meals to please my SO (significant other).
I decided to upgrade my server
cabinet --- something that turned
So much from the old bloke, who is again wondering, whether or not "this was it" --- as someone long ago phrased it.
Howdy!
~bartender? Hot chocolate with spices, please. And today maybe a whip of cream? Yes? Thank you.
I'm not coming in often, but I peek through the windows when passing. I made a habit of going downtown via somewhat hidden paths and stairways. As long as strength permits, that is.
Cheers, and welcome back!
~ew
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