"Small opportunities are often the beginning of great enterprises." --Demosthenes

"Drag the waters some more." --Pantera

So it looks like I start my new position at work in a couple of weeks. It's a lateral move but much better working hours and more room for advancement should I choose to go that route.

With the new hours, I can spend more time on the martial arts (which I need) and even more importantly spend more time with the family. It'll be nice to watch wrestling on Mondays again too. A man has to have priorities.

Am I done with airfreight and true logistics work? Hardly, and I wouldn't be surprised if I'm back routing freight at my current company someday but right now that department can't offer me what I need. The bottom line is we all work for ourselves no matter where the paycheck comes from.

This is the book I'm reading:



It's all sensitive with explosions and stuff.

William Dietz is the greatest military sci-fi author of the generation. Drop me a line and I'd be glad to recommend all of his good books. (So you can skip the crap.)

Bonehead is an unconventional punk metal meld from Skid Row, a band that was true hard rock/metal in the age of hair but could never keep themselves together long enough to become a true institute in the genre like Megadeth or Sepultura.

Friday night's Seether show was a blast. A nice mix of tracks mostly from Disclaimer the best music album of this decade in my humble opinion. My only complaint, way too much use of the echo chamber effect.

Not sure who ordered through the Amazon links on my blog but if your reading this I really appreciate it. The money goes towards my daughter's medical bills.

The new Calliope is nearly ready and includes original work from J.D. Nelson, the master of experimental art. Need to get this thing finished because I'm way overdue on putting out the current issue of the APA which this is supposed to be a part of.

Need more time.

2008: the year of missed deadlines.

"At some point, you have to decide whether you are going be a producer or consumer of text." --Alice W. Flaherty

Good article on Nicholas Cage's comic book auctions and what anyone selling comics/collectibles can learn from it.

Now imagine the looks at work when I walked around telling everyone I finally have gas.

"...thinks about her now and how he never really wept. He said: 'Can't be held repsponsible... I won't be held responsible,' She was touching her face. 'She fell in love in the first place.'" --The Verve Pipe



Thanks to my brother, looks like I'm going to see Seether next week. I know I've said this a million times but as far as I'm concerned Seether is my kid's Nirvana. They're that good, and diverse. And I really need a little male bonding time away from everything.

The only thing I miss from my pre-children days is concerts. I used to go three or four shows a month. Local, regional, national, bar bands, Tori Amos, Slayer, Kiss, Mary Decker's Fall, Pro-Pain, Ripper Owens, Judas Priest, Megadeth, Cheap Trick... the list goes on and on of bands I've seen. It's why I'm nearly deaf in my left ear. When the kids are older, think I'm going to go deaf in both ears. I'll be ninety years old and in the mosh pit. :)

Well maybe not the pit, that breaks my four feet rule. You know the rule that my personal bubble extends four feet around me. I don't leave it and I really don't like other people to enter it. Another OCD, 'cus I got more issues than Time magazine. But hey, at least I know I'm crazy. :)

On Sunday, I was thinking of the song The Freshmen that tops this post. I couldn't remember the lyrics or who sang it, only the tune. I whistled it all day, imagine my pleasure when the song came on the radio Labor Day. These are the simple pleasures I live and love for.