Dickens - the other one

Wanted to get at least one #mondaymelody up before year's end.

Found this one...

Styx
The Best of Times

Tonight's the night we'll make history, honey, you and I
And I'll take any risk to tie back the hands of time
And stay with you here tonight
I know you feel these are the worst of times
I do believe it's true
When people lock their doors and hide inside
Rumor has it it's the end of Paradise
But I know, if the world just passed us by
Baby I know, you wouldn't have to cry

The best of times are when I'm alone with you
Some rain some shine, we'll make this a world for two
Our memories of yesterday will last a lifetime
We'll take the best, forget the rest
And someday we'll find these are the best of times
These are the best of times

The headlines read 'these are the worst of times'
I do believe it's true
I feel so helpless like a boat against the tide
I wish the summer winds could bring back Paradise
But I know, if the world turned upside down
Baby, I know you'd always be around

The best of times are when I'm alone with you
Some rain some shine, we'll make this a world for two
Our memories of yesterday will last a lifetime
We'll take the best, forget the rest
And someday we'll find these are the best of times
These are the best of times

And so my friends we'll say goodnight
For time has claimed it's prize
But tonight will always last
As long as we keep alive memories of Paradise...

Bland, boring, flexible.

You keep changing what you like...
You don't care about anything anymore...
You are impossible to shop for at Christmas...

And I'm trying to figure out how much of that is the Bland setting in with the Busy.

I have been known to download apps on my phone, play them for a while, and once they get too hard or too addictive or too demanding, just delete them
(Candy Crush, FIFA among others)

Sports...see other blog.

TV... while my FB feed was full of people looking forward to the next ep of Game of Boobs, I was trying to finish watching Star Trek: Deep Space 9. And now I'm picking from some of the better episodes of the original Star trek series. I have a TV in my bedroom, I never turn it on.
 I usually watch Netflix in the living room.
 There's a cable TV app for my cable provider where I can watch any of the channels we have, I never use it except when my wife wants me to figure out why it's not working.

My wife is mad that there's so little I deeply care about. I'm trying to figure out how much of that is a safety mechanism, realizing how busy I am and how I have to be FLEXIBLE...

That's the word of the decade. Flexible. Being able to find employment based on everyone else's needs.

Night shift. Work from home. Not taking the job when it outsourced 37 miles away. Second shift. Grocery runs in the middle of delivery runs.

I occasionally ask Ivy how she would feel if I got a six-figure job (which is more than we've ever made combined right now) where I had to be at my desk from 8 to 5, 30 to 50 miles away in the big city. To her that's a nightmare.

Rambling, but I guess I'm thinking about both the bland and the flexible and how they relate, how I'm bent ten different ways like a pipe cleaner.

I tried to imagine what I would do with a massive windfall. And after all the essentials, I drew a blank. Besides generic "success" / having enough for everyone else to do what they want...

Except...I keep coming back to Julia Roberts' character with Eggs Benedict...

Playing ball without me

I think I've hit the point where I follow sports only to have intelligent conversation at the water cooler.

The two biggest KC games in the last year: MLS Sporting KC conference final, second leg (11/29/18, L 2-3)
NFL KC Chiefs conference final (1/20/19, L 31-37 OT)

I drove to pick up my daughter during the first game.
I watched the first half, then went to bed for the second half and overtime of the second game.

(Yeah, I should probably turn in my fan card now)

I'm already priced out of going to the stadium, buying jerseys and major merch (for the record, I have a SKC keychain... somewhere, and a Chiefs lanyard that I keep my keys on so I don't lock myself out of my car)

Part of it is the irregular schedule. I've been working 50+ hours for 18 months now. I have to make choices.

And part of it is ... (See other blog)

I'm not shaming people who enjoy major league sports or go to the stadium or buy jerseys.

I'm just saying that I don't fit.

When I dream of old Missouri

Got a letter in the mail.
Alumni directory.

I called to update my information.

And then the questions started coming, what is your current career headline?

(I could say customer service expert, which doesn't say much, or say computer programmer but I haven't done that in 8 years)

837: Let's leave that blank

What's your current occupation

(Driving Chinese making $17 an hour and stocking overnight at Price Chopper...
But do I want to put that in a college directory)

Let's leave that one blank for now

...

well we have a beautiful directory with this perk that perk and the other perk, for a tax-deductible contribution of $25 and 2 easy payments of $169

*click*

Seriously, I think I could do quite well not thinking about my college degree.

Everyone asks, why aren't you in the computer field... Life happens and some of my skills are in programming languages and tools that are two decades-old.

I graduated summa cum laude from my college in the class of 2000, and now I'm making more doing two jobs and none of them require even a high school degree, than I ever did as a computer programmer working 40 hours a week with occasional business trips.

I occasionally toyed with the idea of pointing out to the computer science math and physics department of my college that one of their alumni is a occasional contributor to a feature on one of the world's most popular blogs. https://fivethirtyeight.com/?s=Steven+pratt

But then there'd be conversations like the one at the top of this page to make me go, nah.

The glory days are gone.