Thematic

"Once more the wicked whirlwind,
once more the dark grows wide,
once more into the night dear friends,
another day has died." - T.O. Hob

It's been a busy couple of days. I performed another infamous Palomba move, a fairly succesful one if I do say so myself and have begun the transition to working with a new dispatch manager (possibly my fourth in a month and already knowing he'll be leaving soon.). School season starts in a few days and we're certainly not ready. We'll figure it out though, we're professionals. (Cue the laughtrack.)

I've been something of a mess lately. Lot going on in my head. Lots of thoughts about a lot of people. Damndest thing though is that I'm glad to be thinking them. I've sort of made peace with some things that were eating me before. Now I just have to figure out how, so that I can do it again when I need to. It's left me in a bit of a good mood.

I read the latest Richard Laymon book (man's been dead going on five years but he's still publishing) and finally gave in and started "The Kite Runner", it seems fantastic so I'm glad I did. I still refuse to read "The DaVinci Code" maybe later.

I like my new place so far. I've only met one of the neighbors, but my dad says he met a few and they seemed nice. I haven't met the man upstairs, but since I'm something of an intruder at this point I think I'll wait a bit before knocking on the door. The lady next door has two kids ( a girl and a boy), both seem to be about eighteen, and when I came home on my first night the girl was sitting on the roof of her house talking on her cellphone. I started to laugh, it reminded me a lot of New Brunswick. I've already decided I like watching a community wake up far more than I like watching an apartment complex wake up. There's just something better about it.

I don't have an internet connection at the new place just yet, so it may be a few days before I can post anymore. I'm all geared up for working 18 hour days for the next week, and even more geared up for my half-asssed bbq on Monday. I talked to Matt from WRSU today and he is talking about coming down and talking to the new news team, which would be great. Corey is talking about getting the new kids involved early. The new news director seems like a nice girl. I can't wait to see what they do with it all. Lots going on, wouldn't have it any other way.

And I learned something new too.

My father was helping me clean out my old apartment the other night. It turned out to be a lot of work for two guys, and it was getting pretty late. I had hurt my back and been moving furniture all day, so I had just about had it. My father is getting old and had been working all day, so he was pretty tired too. As we walked back to the apartment in a dull warm drizzle of rain I said over my shoulder, "Thanks a lot Dad, I really appreciate all the help." He didn't say a thing. I stopped walking thinking that maybe he had stopped to light a cigarette, but he hadn't. I thought perhaps he hadn't heard me so I said it again, "Thanks a lot Day, I really appreciate all the help." He just walked past me, never said a word.

I've always known my father wasn't a "please" and "thank you" kind of guy, but what can anyone possible have against "you're welcome"?

I've decided that it's not that my father isn't very good at expressing himself, it's that he's incapable of it. I love my father, and deep down I think he may actually be a very good man. There are so many ways I wish I could be like him some day...and there are so many more I hope to God I'm not.