A semi-daily journal of my routines and what I perceive of things going on around me.
So I was driving home today from work staring directly into that big ball of fire in the Eastern sky when it hit me, “Maybe you should quit your job this winter and go back to school!” And to be honest, it didn’t seem all that crazy. It’d cost me somewhere around $4500/yr in tuition/fees/books to attend the University of Nebraska-Omaha (UNO) which doesn’t seem so horrible. I’ll have to think on this one a bit, I have three months before this would ever become reality.
Here I am posting from Humble, Texas, just outside of Houston. I’m staying here with my grandparents until tomorrow. I arrived on a 737 Saturday morning with my Mom and Brother, I’m expecting my Dad to show up as well, good times, good times. Except that I’m coming down with a cold and the change in locale/climate is messing with my allergies not to mention my brother isn’t handling being here very well.
When I got here, I found out that several of my Grandparents’ neighbors don’t have a secure wireless network (woot wifi broadband) allowing me a decent connection speed. Admittedly, the connection has been a bit spotty, but usable enough (moreso than dealing with dialup). On the computer front, I picked out a new computer for my granddad, its a really really cheap compaq (yes, they’re still made by HP) for $802 after tax and before $410 worth of rebates. I picked him out a 17″ lcd which I believe he’ll really like. It’s a cheap, but still very usable computer, its spec’d out well enough for anyone to use as a internet computer w/ 512MB of RAM.
I’m not good at segways, so no attempt here, but I’m not quite sure what to think about this hurricane. I was at work when it started to blow up into a cat 3, then 4 and then 5 all in the same night, and this was several hours after the New Orleans mayor had issued a voluntary evacuation with everyone expecting a mandatory evacuation. It’s amazing to see that many stubborn and ignorant people stuck around anyways apparently expecting it to be no big deal. When the mayor and governor tell you to get the fuck out and the president declaring it a state of emergency well over a day before the ‘cane hit, it’s time to GET THE FUCK OUT. It’s obviously more complicated for a lot of folks who may have been financially and physically unable, but if you’re well enough to leave, you should’ve left. Period.