It’s a bright and early Monday morning on the train and I’m already stressing about all the things I need to do this week. I have a ton of stuff that needs to be done, and a ton of stuff I want to do and I seriously dout that I’m going to have time to do it all. One of the cool things about knowing my laptop so well and being able to touch type and being able to keep track of all my thoughts is that I can still watch the people on the train and type at the same time. I even get a remarkably low error rate without looking at the screen. I’m also annoyed at this guy who is next to me on the train. He’s some little dude wearing a Cisco jacket and carrying a cisco backpac and he’s yelling at people on his phone, sending out bad vibes to me and everyone else on the train. I don’t know about y’all, but I don’t need anymore bad karma in my life J.. I know too, that karma can only be portioned out by the cosmos, but I still feel like Osmosis is one of the really under-researched phenomena on the planet. I can remember taking Science in grade 9 and learning about it.. Osmosis is the process where something moves from an area of high concentration into an area of low concentration. so like if you put a half of a potato sticking out of a bowl of colored or acidic water, then over time the color or acid will be drawn up into the parts of the potato that aren’t actually touching it. Most of my high school and college career were spent learning by osmosis.. I’d go to classes and lectures, and carry around incredibly heavy texts with a ton of information, and somehow it seeped into my brain. I finally flunked out of college when I stopped going to class and buying textbooks, so that could indirectly prove that my theory is correct. Anyways, back to the dude on the train. I don’t know what it is about someone who pollutes my noise-space with angry phone conversations that bothers me so much, but I guess I always look forward to the train ride as being relaxing, restful and some time to just collect my thoughts for the day/week. And when someone is really loud and rude next to me (not even to me) it still gets my goat. I may have written previously about my job and the desires and guilt that go along with it. Sometimes I dislike my job, and sometimes I love it, but I think that if I moved my family to Patmos and became a goatherd, there would be a lot less pressure in my life. As a penguin aptly puts it.. “Time, Heat and Pressure… the same things that make a diamond, also make… a waffle?” That’s me. A technogeek waffle. Another prophet of slackerdom, a disciple of Zen-iPodism and a seeker of new knowledge.

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