A severe lack of adventures.

It was hot this summer.  Really, nothing exciting to write about.  I spent a lot of time sitting about in my boxers and sweating.  Delightful mental image no?  No near misses on the roads.  None of the patients I visit have tried to kill me.  Accidentally ran over a possum, was bummed about that. Life has gone on as usual.

Shin splints are still rather unpleasant, and rear their head from time to time.  I've not tried to take up running again, though I do try to get out several times a week to hike around town for exercise(Longest trek was around 7 Miles).  During which I had a dude ask me if I was related to Elvis, and I have no more understanding as to why he did so than you do.

Still work nights, so hard to get together with friends to game.  My desktop, after 8 years of loyal service, died on me.  So fewer gaming options when I am able to play(mostly the original Starcraft with a friend)

Man, this was a suckatrocious summer for the Midwest.  Two months straight without so much as a drop of rain.  The temperature stayed at 90 for about the entire time, except when they topped 100.  If it weren't for weeds, our lawn would still be dead - in fact there is a layer of dead grass under the weedy green carpet.  The weather has been oppressive, and I refuse to imagine how bad it would have been living further south.

I live near the northern edge of the Midwest in a peninsula surrounded by the Great Lakes(Michigan, for those who aren't familiar with the Geography of the US).  We got off easy.  Still, I no longer look at 85f(29.4c) as being miserably hot.  Scary how my outlook has changed and how it might affect my outlook on colder weather.

Autumn is nearly here, with all the accompanying joys and sorrows.

With the weather being as it was, I stayed home and watched the Dream of the 90s video, while checking the weather in Portland Oregon.  Have you watched the linked video yet?  Watch it!  Portland!  I'm still youngish and I want to retire!

I guess the downside of moving out west to live in a cool community like Portland or Seattle is that I myself am not at all cool.  This isn't to say that I wouldn't fit in, but rather that I'm an introvert with severe tendencies towards being a hermit.  What would be the point in moving to a place like Seattle or New York to be in a kick ass new environment and then spend all of your days and nights at home hiding in your apartment?

This is what i see happening to me.  It is how I live my life now, and I little see it changing.  Certainly, I make my own Purpose and am capable of altering my own life and being.  Capable doesn't mean willing.

Well fuck it.  I started applying for jobs anyway. Seattle and Portland sound like kick-ass places.  Besides Winter is Coming to Michigan, and I think that with all the energy that the lakes have stored, we're bound for some bad storms.  I don't want to be driving in that.  I don't want to end up in one of the homes that I deliver to.

The Dream of the 90s is not alive here.  The only dreams that are alive are Rapture fantasies.

Now I just need follow through and luck.