Wow, funny how time flies, I’m going to be twenty-three years of age tomorrow. Not that I really care, but age is definitely increasing for me. That is why tomorrows date seems to mean so much. I mean, twenty-three!

Well, lets see what is going to happen at the somewhat young age of 23:

1. I’m going to be graduating from school and hopefully into an awesome job!
2. I’m going to start paying off the small amount of debts associated with my name.
3. Dating Renee will hopefully still be going well.
4. My family and I are recommencing trips to Ocracoke!
5. Life is going to continue to get better and faster (fortunately or unfortunately).

So I have many plans for the 23rd year of life (or more technically, the 24th year of life). Many of them I will accomplish with a tenacity only rivaled by that of termites eating away a tree. So in comes the 23rd mark…

Mad as hell, switching to Mac

A great article for any of you who are thinking about switching, have switched, or don’t know what a switch is.

I guess that it is good for a person to have dedication to what they do. I certainly have as of late–especially in dealing with the company that I work for. The company harnesses not one bit of my talent–although only a small part of the time they do.

However, with my grandfather not doing so well I’m compelled to spend time with him, to make sure he’s alright. Yet, there’s a certain portion of me that says, “No, stay at work!” I mean, technically I don’t know where the day is going to lead to…he could be fine and I might not go in. This not going in, would provide me the time to reflect and also get other things out of the way…just not sure what to do.

Today I think I’m just go to work on school stuff and be there for my grandfather if he needs me. In the interim I will probably change the oil on the Explorer, get some homework out of the way, and be with the family.

Yes, I do realize that the normal way that the above title is written: “On death, and dying…”…but I didn’t want to be charged with blatant use of a book title without giving reference now would I.

Unfortunately this day has not been all that good to me. My grandfather (on my Mom’s side) is in the hospital with fluid in his lungs. Not a pretty site in my mind as I realize that my time is limited with said grandfather. It really sucks though because I never got a good chance to know my grandfather Sevick like I did my grandfather Wardzinski. Everyonce in a while I have made an effort to get out and see him, but never really noticed a change in health (for 3 years) until today…when…I found out that grandpa Sevick was admitted to the hospital.

I guess now I realize that grandpa needs me more than ever at this point…he needs all the family. Because without family, well, in my opinion, we’re all dead. Now is not a bad time to visit either. Some of my friends who may read this might judge me for not trying to see my grandfather Sevick earlier–well I have tried.

But one must understand the dynamics of the Sevick side of the family (especially older generations). For the male side there isn’t much communication and, for that matter, not much emotion. The family seems to sit (some of them) with a finger on the line waiting for vibrations (ie. possible death). All of a sudden family starts communicating again and coming out from the recesses. Annoying I must say. But what does this have to do with me not seeing grandpa Sevick. Well…nothing. Fact is I didn’t make the effort to really get to know him as I did my late grandfather Wardzinski. I’m not sure why I never did…just never really crossed my mind…possibly engrained into my family like behavior for the Sevick side.

Maybe more on this later…

Quite possibly the most catchy jingle in the whole entire universe, Woo hoo, by The 5,6,7,8′s, is a sure fire hit whenever one pops it into whichever music player they use. The song originated from (it seems) the movie Kill Bill (an equisite piece of cinema if I must say so myself).

But back to the reason why it is so catchy. I’ve been whistling that song for well over the past year. Now that the song is getting some press (if you consider commercial/TV music as press) everyone around the office is whistling it. Pretty funny if I must say so myself.