The Authorian Legend (Or, Learning to be a Writer)… a newer blog than my own… but very concentrated on the art I purport to practice. A good site for those who are as frustrated as myself.
Holidays. Somehow they snuck up on me this year. I really thought I had the shopping under wraps… then realized I really didn’t two days ago. Here’s where I stand:
DJ’s Star Wars bike arrived, but remains in the box. The Steff’s shotglass cabinet, CD, and A.C. Moore Gift Card are in the house, but not wrapped (I opted not to get her the Air Hockey table she wanted for a few reasons… namely where the hell is she going to put it?). I got Mom and Dad the movie gift certificates, but I still need the lotto tickets and crockpot.
The Nick, still not sure what to get her. My brother, still not sure what to get him (maybe I should get them together???). Still not sure what to get my aunt in New Hampshire. The Pudding… what do you buy your ex-wife anyway??? I’m thinking a bag of coal for her…
The only three people I am totally finished on is Christine, Barista, and Jen the Red. In the end… it really is pretty sad… and a huge flashing red indicator that I need to get to shopping like NOW. Of course… I won’t get out of here until six tonight… just when the stores will be PACKED. I’m doomed.
Am I in the holiday spirit??? Nope… not at all. But I know what’s going to happen. Sometime in April I’m going to wake up one morning with this excitement on the inside, and I’ll be thinking its Christmas. It’s just something that happens, and I really can’t explain why. I think it’s probably a delayed reaction to the holidays.
What I am looking forward to is watching my favorite move… A Christmas Story. I remember trudging through the snow with my mom to go see Return of the Jedi when I was like 11 or 12… and it was going to be the 17th time seeing the final installment of the original trilogy. Unbeknownst to us it had been replaced by this movie I had never heard of nor did I want to see. Since mom and I had walked the two miles in the snow… we were going to see it anyway. Later, my mother confessed that I officially only embarrassed her once in life. It was that day, in the movies. I laughed so hard, and so loud that apparently everyone was looking at me. As an adult, I can truly appreciate A Christmas Story for more than its cheap laugh pops… but for the meaning behind them. Looking back, I had a pretty outrageous childhood too… plenty of Ovaltine decoders in my past. I’m sure there are a few in my future too…
DJ’s Star Wars bike arrived, but remains in the box. The Steff’s shotglass cabinet, CD, and A.C. Moore Gift Card are in the house, but not wrapped (I opted not to get her the Air Hockey table she wanted for a few reasons… namely where the hell is she going to put it?). I got Mom and Dad the movie gift certificates, but I still need the lotto tickets and crockpot.
The Nick, still not sure what to get her. My brother, still not sure what to get him (maybe I should get them together???). Still not sure what to get my aunt in New Hampshire. The Pudding… what do you buy your ex-wife anyway??? I’m thinking a bag of coal for her…
The only three people I am totally finished on is Christine, Barista, and Jen the Red. In the end… it really is pretty sad… and a huge flashing red indicator that I need to get to shopping like NOW. Of course… I won’t get out of here until six tonight… just when the stores will be PACKED. I’m doomed.
Am I in the holiday spirit??? Nope… not at all. But I know what’s going to happen. Sometime in April I’m going to wake up one morning with this excitement on the inside, and I’ll be thinking its Christmas. It’s just something that happens, and I really can’t explain why. I think it’s probably a delayed reaction to the holidays.
What I am looking forward to is watching my favorite move… A Christmas Story. I remember trudging through the snow with my mom to go see Return of the Jedi when I was like 11 or 12… and it was going to be the 17th time seeing the final installment of the original trilogy. Unbeknownst to us it had been replaced by this movie I had never heard of nor did I want to see. Since mom and I had walked the two miles in the snow… we were going to see it anyway. Later, my mother confessed that I officially only embarrassed her once in life. It was that day, in the movies. I laughed so hard, and so loud that apparently everyone was looking at me. As an adult, I can truly appreciate A Christmas Story for more than its cheap laugh pops… but for the meaning behind them. Looking back, I had a pretty outrageous childhood too… plenty of Ovaltine decoders in my past. I’m sure there are a few in my future too…
What a difference a day makes… well that and the NYC Transit System. Traffic is moving, my trucks are on time, and all the EMTs and Medics made it to work. Generally, life is good.
So now the big question the entire city is asking, was it worth it? The workers are back at work still without a contract, with over $3 million dollars in fines against the union, they have now lost a total of 9 days pay (the three days they didn’t go to work, + the two day pay penalty for each day), and they have no guarantees on anything. One of the workers was on the news last night saying how “New York is still a labor town!” and a bunch of other pro-union rants. Liar.
New York may still be a Labor town in the Labor areas… such as the construction unions. What these guys don’t realize is they just proved that they are not Labor. The Transit workers are a service based industry. They aren’t building the trains… they run them. The Service industries do not have the power or clout of the true Labor industries. Luckily for the transit workers, there isn’t anyone in the wings chomping at the bit to run the system of subways and buses.
Now somewhere on the ‘net are rumors that the EMS Union is going to strike effective New Year’s Eve. In fact, there is a legitimate concern that there will be some sort of job action since EMS workers have worked under the FDNY umbrella now for over 4 years without a contract. My take on it… I say go on strike… a full blown EMS walk-out… I encourage it and fully endorse it. Why? Because, then you’ll learn what the Transit workers needed to learn… you are also a Service industry… and when the mayor fires you, and replaces you all with the private ambulances… you’ll realize the difference and know how all of us who wore green felt in ‘96.
So now the big question the entire city is asking, was it worth it? The workers are back at work still without a contract, with over $3 million dollars in fines against the union, they have now lost a total of 9 days pay (the three days they didn’t go to work, + the two day pay penalty for each day), and they have no guarantees on anything. One of the workers was on the news last night saying how “New York is still a labor town!” and a bunch of other pro-union rants. Liar.
New York may still be a Labor town in the Labor areas… such as the construction unions. What these guys don’t realize is they just proved that they are not Labor. The Transit workers are a service based industry. They aren’t building the trains… they run them. The Service industries do not have the power or clout of the true Labor industries. Luckily for the transit workers, there isn’t anyone in the wings chomping at the bit to run the system of subways and buses.
Now somewhere on the ‘net are rumors that the EMS Union is going to strike effective New Year’s Eve. In fact, there is a legitimate concern that there will be some sort of job action since EMS workers have worked under the FDNY umbrella now for over 4 years without a contract. My take on it… I say go on strike… a full blown EMS walk-out… I encourage it and fully endorse it. Why? Because, then you’ll learn what the Transit workers needed to learn… you are also a Service industry… and when the mayor fires you, and replaces you all with the private ambulances… you’ll realize the difference and know how all of us who wore green felt in ‘96.
Busy. That’s the word to best describe myself over the last few days. So here’s a quick list of things that have been going on:
Finally… everyone like the new template??? One day… I swear I’ll take a few hours and make a custom one… really…
- The NYC Transit Strike is coming to an end… without a contract. I eagerly await hearing the rumble of the subway behind me… maybe then this traffic will stop causing my ambulances the headaches that have been giving me nightmares.
- The Steff is in the dentist chair as I type. One of her roots got infected, and she ignored me and allowed the side of her face to balloon to a baseball. She started popping the vicodin last night while waiting for her appointment today… and of course in her drugged state she told me over the phone she loved me. After I gathered myself into a pail from the puddle she put me in, I wished her a goodnight and fell asleep myself to the first night of peaceful rest all week.
- The Nick is closing on her house with her mother tomorrow. I’m still not sure how she feels about it, considering last time she was ready to commit a murder/suicide (murder mom, kill herself for all of you short school bus riding readers out there) and wasn’t feeling it.
- Christmas is a few days away… and how much shopping have I done??? Right… very very very little. I need to go tonight. Hell, I need to be there now. My son’s Star Wars bike did arrive… and in the end that’s all that matters.
- I was able to craft a page in one of the novels in progress and I didn’t throw it out… yet.
- Still haven’t heard from Nikki of the Match… guess I’m worse of a person than I thought… I should add being a better person to my New Year’s resolution list… then again maybe not.
Finally… everyone like the new template??? One day… I swear I’ll take a few hours and make a custom one… really…
