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Once again I am sitting here and thinking about things.... This time though I have a beer on my desk! Not that I drink alcohol as if it were ambrosia and become a modern-day Oracle or anything; I just need some loosening up.

Regardless of what state I am in, it does strike me how different it is to live/work on the opposite side of the norm. As many people do all over the world, I work overnights. That means I sleep during the day when most normal people are out at the mall buying useless junk or texting their on-again off-again booty call. And some are actually at work too. In any case, driving is easier and the stores aren't as crowded for me which is a most definite plus.


And yet, I do feel a degree of resentment towards those daywalkers who can take their lunch break, go anywhere they please (as long as they don't get fired for coming back to work late or drunk, or worse), and wherever they go they are able to DO things. Normal things... Things that people do (see above). Me... if I had a lunchbreak, and trust me that is a rant in and of itself, I stay at work or I get picked up by the police for breaking and entering.

Also, I get phone calls at home while I am sleeping every day... usually with just enough time in between them so that I can just begin to snore. Most often they are trying to sell me car warranties or vacation plans, or even, and this one makes me laugh a little, trying to determine what groceries I buy and where I buy them. And When.... check that, IF I answer them, the first thing I say is I work overnights and you just woke me up. The responses I get are spectacular. It seems, because I am not a "daywalker", that most of these poor people I am gruff with can't process the idea that there are things that happen when they lay their heads upon their pillows and begin dreaming of the next "High School Musical" sequel.


For example, Newspapers, something I am familiar with (can anyone deduce where I work?). They are printed on gigantic machines which make a lot of noise and rumble with long streams of paper flowing through them. They are mostly done at night. While everyone is sleeping. Out of the normal sight/vision of those who read them. And yet most people, I don't think, recognize that when they open the folds of a paper and go scrambling to pick up all of the advertisements which are inserted into them; again while they sleep. It gets to me sometimes.

Anyway, rant over.... sorry I couldn't find a picture to make this post pretty or anything, but I have a six-pack to drink and a coffin to crawl into. This probably didn't make any sense anyway.
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Greetings from my world.

November 22nd 2008 12:02
As I sit here and think about the what's and why's of starting a themed blog I am steadily becoming convinced that in order to truly discover what I am to write about, I must explore the idea of blogging at all.

It strikes me that the idea of original thoughts and unique ideas are becoming blurred as if seen just beyond the edge of a dense fog. There is so many others who wish to ply their ideas in the wondrous stream of consciousness that is the "blogosphere" that it would seem impossible.

I suppose that there are quite a few parallels in many realms of knowledge nowadays. Science, math, fantasy, and whatnot are all so cluttered with others either more creative, more intricate, or more verbose than I am that the only thing I can think of to write about is myself. And,... let us be honest, I am not as unique as I like to think.

I am a man. I like boobies, women with curves, movies that have general mayhem, gunfire, explosions, and yes, boobies. I enjoy a steak and a beer every now and then (when I can afford either....DAMN ECONOMY). And I have trouble at times communicating with my wonderful wife who most definitely is the brains of the outfit. By the way, she has a blog on here as well, you should check it out....she is MUCH better at this than I obviously am.
www.mylifemymuse.com

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But that is sort of besides the point isn't it? I came here to write what I am feeling; what I believe and whatnot. So, here we go. It is interesting to me that there is as much of this blogging as there is. When I think deeply about it... usually between beer and steak... sometimes afterwards when I am feeling sleepy and not concentrating on my manliness, I start to think about future generations... You know; the ones where the current idea of civilization has been destroyed and we are back to small communities scratching a living out of the irradiated soil. If one of us... between cursing the sun, and squashing a few cockroaches which are eating our Nuka-Corn plants.... began looking or great stores of pre-cataclysm information, would any of this even still be accessible? All of this... all of these posts, are things that an archeologist goes gaga over if say it were written on stone tablets from the Mediterranean circa 50 A.D. They are a snapshot or at least a VERY LONG video of our (read humanity) current condition.

I guess what I am slowly and clumsily getting at is that all of the blogs in here are a collective culture. And so, in some sense, instead of culture shaping us, we are shaping it. It seems removed in some ways from the tangible world and yet made up by it at the same time. Weird.....

Hopefully there will be better posts in the future, but this is it. The first one.... In a long line...... Be afraid, be VERY afraid.
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