I’ve found that, lately, I’ve only been writing from work. I’m sure this has something to do with the amount of free time that I’m willing to spend writing when I have so many other things I could be doing. When I’m at work, I’m forced to be in front of a computer for 9+ hours. I’m going to try to start writing from home more often. After all, at least 50% of the point of updating this website is to help me think life through. At least that’s what the point started out being. Maybe it’s evolved?
Our attempt to take sunrise photographs was shot down when we realized it was cloudy outside and there would be no visible sunrise. I listened to the radio before we left and it said “clear”, but I guess they lied.
Something odd was happening yesterday, though. Between 6:30am and 7:30am I managed to drive from south on loop 12 from NorthWest Hwy, then east on 183, then south on 35E then around Woodall Rodgers, then south on 45, then west on 30 then into downtown. I managed to find a parking spot on the street, walk around in Dealy Plaza, and jump back on 35E north and make it home. There was no traffic. At all.
I’ve decided there are only three reasons this could have happened, in order of likelihood. 1) It was a cold day in hell. 2) Everyone took Thanksgiving week off. 3) I’ve been seriously mislead regarding rush hour traffic conditions in downtown Dallas.
Jess and I made pasta yesterday. No, no. We didn’t make pasta like that. We made fresh pasta. You know, with eggs, flour, and a lot of elbow grease. I’d never made pasta before, so it took a little bit of figuring out before everything seemed to come together properly. When it was all said and done that pasta was… okay. Actually, it was really good, it just wasn’t right. It tasted like really good “Ramen” noodles. We were going for “Spaghetti”. I think it has to do with the amount of egg we used. We’ll try again tonight, with less egg.
My brother, Jason, and his new wife, Teresa, are having their baby girl, Sheridan. Teresa’s water broke yesterday afternoon however, it looks like the baby is just not going to come down the birth canal. So the doctor’s have given her an Epidural, and they’ve decided that if she doesn’t have it by 1:00pm today, they are going perform “c-section”.
Jess and I are going to make some breakfast, and then head out to the hospital. I have a very hard time considering Jason and Teresa family, however, I still feel like I should be there for this. Sheridan, after all, will be my first niece.