Out of Le Mans

Since June 1st, my life has totally changed. My routine is not so routine anymore. I no longer take micro shots at life with my Canon instead, I'm taking micro shots of ME. I resolved to sticking to this new life routine for at least 3 years - or until I developed the capacity for extreme lethargy, whichever comes first - before taking someone to take it off of my hands. And that is a big IF I have the moolah. I do not even use my camera phone to snap still life that no matter how uninteresting the object is, I would however, manage to make it full of colours. My days are filled with coffee before work and milk at night with a magazine or book in my hands. Only at this moment that I decided to pen down my next blog.

Every morning I tool around the suburb with a four-seater powered by switchgrass and medidation (I wish!). There were 24 of us in the department currently undergoing training and another 20 plus in another department. Eventhough I am still in a classroom environment filled with computers, cables, mahagony tables, fellow colleagues, and a trainer, I need to see the whole picture with fresh eyes. It's no longer a mundane task with one-sided communication. It's a job that requires much input and related output. And I'm thinking what do I need to ask when the trainer pauses for air. It's a difficult task for the brain, eyes, ears and other sound sensory system and nerves when a listener is a slow-learner, like ME.

With lots of new things going on, I still have ample time at night. The dream of giving back to the society to protect the poor from genocide and from the ruthless from ethnic violence, it might come true. Am such a sluggish humanitarian? At least, I'm thinking of becoming one some day. What about helping Sri Lanka where the Liberation Tigers of Tamil Eelam is one of the world's cruelest terrorist groups and has often deployed child soldier and suicide bombers? (I'm thinkin of Jeff Dunham's Achmed at this moment.)

Or what about joining the space team to take the skies in 2014 floating at zero gravity in the Atlantis space shuttle? I certainly can't oblige to Sheldon's mode of preparation in The Big Bang Theory.

Oh! I learned something. This line would summarise it up, " Sometimes, it's what you don't say that hurts."

What about the recession? Under the new enforced policy in New York City, working families that live in the public shelter will have to turn over a portion of the earnings, in some cases as much as 50%, to cover cost. About 2000 of the 9000 families living in homeless shelter will be affected as the city grapples with a major budget crunch.

Now with so many things in mind and constructive opinions to offer, I just hope I do not need to reboot my core system everytime it went blue screen.

Cheers.