Tübingen — When I saw the stage, my heart sank. It was all black, and observing the dancers go through their warm ups in rather dark, casual attire convinced me light and contrast would be scarce commodities that evening. But an assignment is an assignment, and I decided to just hope for the best. The dancers’ clothing for the real dress rehearsal was casual too, but way more camera friendly than what they ...
Caledon — So I took on this huge project, a bit foolishly. I definitely bit off more than I can chew. Twelve-hundred ebooks in about three weeks. Doing the work in my own private sweatshop where the working con...
Old bagan — I don’t really know what I’m doing right, but ever since I made the decision to stop going with the flow in my life because it was taking me somewhere I didn’t want to go, and instead orient myself to...
Big days start out with... Jobs?
During my first 3 days at the new job, I've spent over 7 hours in meetings or conference calls
It's incredible how the last day before a business trip, work explodes...
Sitting in front of the computer, I know I've gotta get this work done... but starting is tough!
Back to basics
I need to slow down.
After so many sunrises and sunsets across the world, I feel richer than I've ever imagined.
From the Peruvian Andes to the Swiss Alps. What a crazy year.
It'll get better. But it's gonna hurt first.
Work is not always WORK; how you get to what is next is well...keep on going.
Working away from home isn't all bad...
On smart Canadians who seek jobs in the USA (and elsewhere)
The fine balance of work hard, play hard
I seem to concentrate best .. sitting in a restaurant with all the chatter in the background...
The fact of having a body
Gave it my all
Cafe Tabac offers honest prices. Coffee comes with wifi and generous smile. The ladies can help you buy streetfood too.
Six and a half years ago, I overcame my discomfort with the idea of commuting into the city.
I Don’t Think He Understands What I Do
& so the drawn out process of applications and CVs begins...
Day 9 #100HappyDays: Room service
Today, a Wednesday, was a great day.
Walking home from a rapid-fire first two weeks at work. Exhausted, rained on, extremely happy.
It snowed last night. And this morning. This afternoon, it mostly rained. This evening, it's snowing again. I managed to get out early this morning to baptize our new snow blower, purchased last week after the one my parents left behind when we bought their house ten years ago died earlier this winter. Tonight, the driveway is filled with slush. In the morning, it'll be ice. I worked 15 hours today. No time to clear more crud from the driveway. I dream that someday, I'll move to Vermont and tap maple trees and not have to deal with insane deadlines and incompetent managers. Today, however, is not that day.
The night before a new adventure begins, filled with anticipation and excitement. Hopeful. Nervous. Ready.
My time piece
I love how it gets dark early in the Winter.
what if every bottle was a potion?
it's warm and blue today. the store is empty and the radio is blasting. being able to pause and breathe is amazing.
It might have been the healthy dose of Vitamin D I received today, but the future felt bright.
Its cold, ice white and flickering, the air humming, the paper quietly crinkling, I am in the office
I couldn't help myself, I tilted my head and looked to the sky.
What, I thought, if forgiveness is like brushing my teeth? Like a diabetic shooting insulin? Something I must wake up and do, every day, in order to do other things?
My Parents Come To My Work
Unrevealing the secrets of Quantum Computing...
"As a servant earnestly desireth the shadow... So am I made to possess months of vanity, and wearisome nights are appointed to me.”
To do it or not to do it... that's the scary question