I’m sitting here at work, tapping this out on my tablet. There’s not a lot going on, which will leave plenty of time to fix any mistakes before I can upload it. Actually, tapping wouldn’t even be right; everything that days had a keyboard that you can just slide your finger around and it folks in the word. It works most of the time; once your keyboard is trained to your sliding style it makes the process a lot easier.
It really does feel like something out of science fiction. Except for the fact that you’re limited to wherever you can find an Internet connection for the uploading. I suppose Wi-Fi will be everywhere someday; possibly even within my lifetime. After all, I honestly thought I’d never see an African-American hold the highest elected office in my country and look at where we are now. It’s kind of mine to be wrong about some things, and I hope that I’m wrong about not making it to see a true world wide web.
It’s been a really busy year for me. I spent about five months of it working seven days a week, so I missed or on a few things. Most of the summer, actually. Still been very active on Twitter, though. It’s become sorry of a surrogate to the big blog here. Mich easier to just throw something up there and get a response, be it from IRL friends or people whose opinions I respect. Which raises the old question of whether I should even metro the big blog up. Well, there are some things coming down the pike that aren’t firmed up yet, so you might just want to stick around.
One thing that is firmed up is my upcoming move. I’m gonna be the good son and take my mom in under my roof, which necessitated getting some more roof (and the rest of the house, obviously). That will start on Monday, so don’t expect me to be around much into everything is situated in the new place. Thankfully, the larger half of the duplex I’ve been living in for the last three years opened up a few months ago. The landlord’s been making a few repairs from the previous tenants, and now it’s ready for people again. It will be more expensive, but mom will have my back and my little brother will likely help out when he can. I have no intention of imposing upon him, though; kind of like when mom was in danger of losing the house a few years ago and she refused every offer of mine to turn over my entire paycheck (such as it was, working where I was at that time) to help her out.
I’m starting to ramble here, just like Garrison Keillor as he gets to the week’s story from Lake Wobegon. But it’s been so long, so I’ll allow it. Up to a point. This point.