So this is the third day I'm trying to actually get a post in. I suppose I have written a little the past days, but I have not gotten to actually posting. I'm posting those below this.
At least this time, I'm not hemmed in by synagogue or other pressing matter, though I've got what to accomplish today.
In good news, I met with Irwin, he introduced me to another lawyer who wants to set me up. While I was meeting with Irwin, I chanced upon another attorney I know. So I have two people to connect with next week.
I told the Hs that I'm going to Bridgeport for Shabbat, and they were like “Why?” like no one ever goes to Bridgeport (actually Fairfield). It's apparently a place people escape from. I find Bridgeport fascinating. I rambled through a bit on my way out of town on Tuesday, and I just had to stop to take pictures. There's a lot that's dead and broken about Bridgeport. There have been 11 homicides there this year, the last of a 17 year old, the youngest so far. But I like old and broken places.
I think I've seen more Israeli news here in the twenty minutes I watched while rowing than I get in Israel in a month. I also pulled out your mother's Bowflex today. My shoulders were just killing me and I thought some upper body/lat exercises would be just the thing. It felt good.
I somehow end up drinking a lot here. I had a beer when I was out with Irwin. I had two more at the H's, where I had dinner last night, and played pool. I'm getting better, but so is L.
I took on another assisting tonight, again as Room Captain. I had no intention to, but there was a special request from Rahisha, and sometimes I just can't say no. I've a call in to cousin Caryn about our visit there. I hope to hear from her today.
In other news, there is a lot of real estate available around here, but I haven't seen any horse farms yet, but maybe I'm not looking in the right area.I might have to put that mission off a bit.
So what's to make a list of. I think things that I could put at stake to make my life worth it:
- that prisons truly come to rehabilitate
- that the rest of the justice system does as well
- that people who have committed crimes find a reason not to moving forward, that they see their own rehabilitation as a laudable, achievable goal
- that people come to learn for the sheer joy of learning
- that our systems of education train people to be scientists, philosophers, citizens, that they arouse curiosity, wonder, and commitment to a greater dialogue and society
- that people have love present in their lives
- thet they have the strength, conviction and wherewithal to stand against injustice
- that people know G-d, and find the burden the carrying of which will give the ultimate meaning to their lives
- that people take responsibility for themselves, particularly that they have the knowledge they need to be able to support themselves now and create resources that will carry them to the end of their lives, and set up their future generations for success
- that the better folk of Europe start reproducing again
- that my children experience joy
- that people take on extreme ownership of everything in their world.
July 24, 2019
Good Morning World. I shouldn't by trying to do so much at once. I did something Landmark three times this week, a classroom and two room captian gigs. I don't feel I got anything done other than that; and mom wasn't here to distract me. It's now Wednesday. Today I'm finally going to lunch with Irwin. I should really have my trust and other documents done. There are always enough people at his office that there should be a witness there for me.
I suppose I did have a light touch type of follow up with two people from the chamber event. One had discussed issues with his son; so I sent over a copy of Jordan's book. The other is raising young kids. I sent over Alfie's. If I knew I'd be here for a while, I'd buy them in bulk so I could hand them out. Maybe I should write my own book to hand out. I know others write a book in a day, but what do you call a book. People write booklets and call them books.
As long as they add value, I guess they're great.
I'm a snob though, which isn't to say I can't understand the value of the simple. It's just that I have higher standards for “book.”
I'm tired, fat, and overwhelmed again.
I had such a nice talk with Mrs. A yesterday. She's a friend, a thinker, cares about her people, just a pleasure to be around. And the house is quiet, spiritually anyway. I could separate house from practice, but I don't think I could make it home. So my immediate place to go is I should check the zoning regulations to see if I couldn't get a permanent exception on the property instead of a waiver for the owner, but that's something I should clearly be saying no to if I want to win my other games.
July 22, 2019
So I had a thirteen day streak of writing, and I'm proud of that. I meant to write yesterday and then it got after eleven, then your momma called, and instead of wrting, I ended up playing games while I talked to her, and most of what we spoke was really not such a big deal, but the streak was already broken. One day or two, what's the difference, and it's that kind of talk that doesn't really work. It's the talk of failed diets, and smoking again (which I'm not), and any other discipline gone south.
And why was it only after eleven that I was thinking of writing. The aging tires on my car had me looking for new ones, but then I said to myself maybe I don't want to make this kind of investment in this car. So I started looking at cars, and motorcycles, and took a few other e-bay and craigslist detours. And now I've got a detour to go pray, but I'm not in a hurry to get anywhere after; so I'll be back in an hour or so.