And Now, Back to Our Regularly Scheduled Real World

22 01 2017

Your Blogmeister’s Desk

I don’t think I want to spin for quite some time to come, unless the compensation is extremely lucrative.

Because, once you’ve seen someone dressed up as a frog dancing to Jane Child and Shalamar, there’s nothing left to see.

Open thread to let me know what real world news I missed since Friday afternoon.





The Year of the Frog

19 01 2017

Your Blogmeister’s Hotel Room

How I’ll be commencing the year of the frog.

After I post whatever I do today, expect nothing until Sunday afternoon.

First off, I’ll be getting back home some time tonight.  I’ve made some really good progress on the startup this week, and on top of that I got some potentially good news of very good strike-while-the-iron-is-hot timing in the WSJ.

Two days ago, I got a call from someone who heard through the grapevine that I support Trump and do occasional spinning on the side.  Cut to the chase, I’ve been given a paid gig to spin for a local word-of-mouth invite-only Trump inauguration party that will be held in a secret location.  Since inauguration this time around is on a Friday, it means this particular party, and most inauguration parties I imagine, will be two-night affairs.

Which means I’ll be mostly off the grid for a few days.

And also, the power of networking.





The Party Really Is Over

8 01 2017

Your Blogmeister’s Desk

Gathered some grub from the grocery store this afternoon.

This song, though the slow version of it, the radio edit, was playing on the store’s PA.

You know, I’m so old that I remember that when you heard this version of this song, almost all asses got on the dance floor.

And now? Its derivative is being used for grocery store music, and Daft Punk is being used for talk radio bumpers.

It’s the cosmos’ way of telling me that I’m not as young as I used to be.





There But For the Grace, I’m Home

6 01 2017

Your Blogmeister’s Desk

First off, I didn’t exactly operate with an abundance of time on my hands.  I wish I could have combined my itinerary with meeting some of you, provided the geography would have worked out, but I just didn’t have the time.  After all, I was on a mission.  Especially since I got this close to where my biggest fan is, and the lair of the God-Emperor, and I got as close as the New Jersey Palisades, but no further.

And of course, on this day, some major shit would pop off at an airport, namely in Fort Lauderdale, and to top it all off, the shooter is believed to be from New Jersey.  Looks like your ever-lovin’ blogmeister was able to board the flight at Newark “Liberty” just in the Nick Stix of time.  What freaks me out is the “there but for the grace of God go I” thing — Since the shooter is from New Jersey, he could have just as easily done this at Newark, and at the time I was there.

As far as the mission, I think it was a success.  I was on a vital intel-gathering mission.  And I now know that my future adversaries’ hold on power, while it may seem unbreakable, is only superficial.  Once I invade their forts, I will be greeted as a liberator.





Career Track Not Taken

1 01 2017

Your Blogmeister’s Desk

Even though there was no potentially embarrassing incident last night like there was last year at this time, both go-arounds drove home a couple of conclusions:

(1) Why I like(d) DJing

(2) Why I never did it for a living.

Being a DJ is much the same as, but only slightly better than, being the designated driver.  And for much the same reason.  Think it through.

Another issue is that my skills aren’t exactly top drawer.  However, they are good enough such that my bosses didn’t have to hire a jock, they had a good enough one in-house that will work for past, present and future consideration, which is a polite way of saying “free.”





What’s In Store For Me in the New Current Year

31 12 2016

Your Blogmeister’s Desk

Three biggies:

(1) Yeah, the one I wish would be late, on March 31.

(2) Unless something weird happens, I finally get to start up my startup.

(3) Eclipse, baby!

An event I’ve been waiting for, for almost 30 years, because I was 11 years old when I first learned about the astronomical mechanics of solar eclipses, and saw that there would be one that went over the middle United States and close enough to home in August 2017.  “I’ll be 40 years old when I get to see this,” thought I.  “It’s going to be like waiting forever.”

Now I wonder where those 29 years went so quickly.





Merry Christmas

22 12 2016

Your Blogmeister’s Desk

Okay, I’m out.

In more ways than one.  Today was my last day in this particular job, and after the start of the new current year, I’ll start in my new job under the same roof.

And it also means in about an hour or so, I, along with a few familiar folks, and a bundle of gifts, will be on the road to an undisclosed place in a relatively nearby rural area.  I’ll be mostly off the grid until I get back some time of the day after Christmas.  Hopefully no major news happens, or I’ll have to find a way to get back on the grid.

I’ll leave you with a very good unexpected Christmas present on YouTube this afternoon.  Jared Taylor on Millennial Woes.  And may all your Christmases be huwhyte.