Yesterday was our fourth wedding anniversary, and also my wife’s birthday. We enjoyed a nice dinner, beginning with a little conversation that started with her saying that if I ever lost my job, she would have no problem with us packing everything up, selling the house, and moving somewhere new. I was very pleased to hear this, and we had this discussion of East Coast vs. West Coast. Maybe Virginia or Massachusetts. Perhaps Portland OR.

The thing is, if that happened I think I would like to try to find a job writing – copywriting, or something. Or maybe I could write freelance. But the way I see it, if I’m not writing then I will never write and that’s why I’m glad I have this blog and that I work so hard to post on a (nearly) daily basis. If one life change were to result from writing my blog, that’s what I would want it to be.

Today’s Daily Post prompt:

What do other bloggers say?

• Singular Sensation | Mike, In Transition
  

• Will You Remember Me? | Cheri Speak
  

• Being in contact with you | Vivir, que no es poco

Having one of those days.

You know the ones, where you come in to work and right away you have to fix a bunch of stuff, and then you find a bunch of stuff that’s wrong when it causes your machine to stop, and you have to spend a bunch of time fixing the worst error in the history of CNC plasma punches… Yeah, it’s one of those, and for some reason I’m just not feeling it. The prompt blows, for one thing. Time constraints is another. I demand a full-blown Pulitzer winner in a 15-minute period, darn it, but it’s not in me. Not today.

Like, why would I want anyone to not read my blog? that’s the prompt, you know, “who’s the one person you don’t want to read your blog.” The moment you name them, you might as well be aware they’re reading it. Voldemort. Sauron. My mom. The CIA, the NSA, the NBA, and ASCAP. President Nixon, you better not be reading my blog!!

“Arooooo!”

Yeah, says you. Anywho, here I am trying to wind up light-speed thumbs and finding myself woefully short of a sonic boom. I want everyone in the world to read this blog, because I have nothing to hide, a lot to say on most days, and no easy way to express myself in person. I’m just trying to get the job done here, folks.

But since I’m a little scandalous, I’ll pass on what other bloggers have to hide:

• Come In! | Vivir, Que No Es Poco
• Never Write About Your Mother (short fiction) | The Jittery Goat

I was going to post this long piece on the importance of freedom and the oppressive religious views that impede freedom. It was going to be good and sort of point to the idea that religious tolerance would do much to ease the path to a harmonious planetary civilization. Kind of a no-brainer, but a topic I like to ruminate upon and one that I think makes for good discussion among enlightened individuals.

Instead, I stayed up late last night figuring out how to unlock and root my Nexus tablet. I sort of got off track from just deleting the Facebook app, ha ha! Then it was four in the morning and I thought, ‘there goes my blog post’. But it’s no big deal. I like to modify my devices and whatnot because I’m a huge believer in freedom. I believe in top-down laissez-faire administration, so that the most power rests with the individual, then the state, then the nation. If you buy a piece of equipment, you should have the right to modify it to suit your needs, am I right? So it’s totally in the spirit of Independence.

Ironically, after the parade we forewent fair food for a decidedly ironic sort of fare: Chinese.

Let freedom ring, my friends; enjoy your weekend.