Issue #81 - May 2008
  With a Quickness

Is it me or 2008 going super fast?  Yeah, I think it's not just me.  Everyone I ask confirm that this year is going by at lightening speed.  I guess it's just something that happens when you get older.

Vista Drive gets a very small update because I've been super busy with work.
 

Editorial : For No Eyes Only aka Truth Corner
(one in a series)

Maybe it's time for some changes.  I've been considering stopping this endeavor I call Elsewhere because I don't think anyone even reads this part of the site.  I'm pretty sure that these words go unseen.  I'm not just pretty sure, I'm absolutely sure.  So sure that I will start to just say anything here and NO ONE will react to what I say.

First on the agenda is the girl I loved.  Yes, past tense to the extreme.  I was able to burn the bridge by just saying that I loved her and making it all awkward and yeah.  So now she contacts me this week and I'm wondering why.  Our friendship was great, but I was in love with her, and no amount of friendship fulfills the want one has for someone.

Second, there is a girl that I think I had a chance with a couple of years ago.  I had lunch with her a few weeks ago.  I haven't followed up because I'm a douche, and because I have no idea how to word anything that will tell her that I would like to pursue a relationship with her.  I'm pretty sure it would only last a short time because I'm inept at relationships, but I'd like to still give it a try.

Third, I wish I could just blow up the house my father left me.  It's going to be more of a burden than it's worth.  I don't even want the money at this point, because it's like tainted in some way.  We NEVER had a good relationship, and his gifting of a house was just a way for him to not pay some other bills that he had outstanding.  It wasn't that he loved me so much, it was that he knew I wouldn't steal his money.  Well right now I'm ready to chuck the whole house for pennies on the dollar in order to finally be rid of that part of my family.  I never liked them, and I'm sure they never liked me in return.  Oh, and maybe I'll change my last name to my Mother's maiden name.  Because her name means something to me.

Forth, I hate that no one appreciates my photography because it's not some avant-gard shit.  I'm not that kind of artist, and for that I'm thrown in a pile of mediocre talent.  But, perhaps I am that bad, and I don't know it.  The mediocre never know they're mediocre, I guess.

That's it for this Truth Corner, aka For No Eyes Only.  I'm sure I wrote this just for myself.
 

Etcetera : Wrong?

This might be my fate.


 
Read previous installments in the Elsewhere archive