…is my junk mail trying to tell me something…

You know, we live in a very transitional section of temporal space right now. This whole computers fitting in your pockets in 30 years when it took us a few thousand to come up with the wheel or us finding the very last untouched tribe in the Amazon (again), that’s one thing, but when I saw that George Carlin died it really hit me. We are existing in a time when all of the greats are going to die… they always are dying, thousands of greats a day, but in this world made much smaller by television, the interwebs, and satellites, we’re going to be so much more aware of it. Of these upheavals of everything we know and think permanent to make room for the next convoy of cultural pillars and life-etching archetypes.

Although I was a mediocre George Carlin fan, I remember seeing him my very first time with my dad when we had HBO in the house. That was a rare thing, us having my dad and cable in the house, and both at the same time no less. Magic. But when you’re that young, you kind of create these meaningful connective tissues between elements like that. And when one half of that equation gets so old they kick the bucket and the other one is following a close second, it brackets out your existence in a weird way and makes you realize that if you play my cards right you are going to be privy to first hand accounts of life-changing events: an African-American President, the crumbling of fossil fuel dependency, the inevitable deflation of Dolly Parton’s breasts, the day they run out of crazy names for prescription medicines… jeez, Madonna will be dead one of these years for sure, Lord knows her career is in cardiac arrest.

Jerry Seinfeld (ugh!) made my peepers well up with water with this little diatribe. George Carlin was 71. Jeez. That’s old. RIP, man. RIP to everything.

So, for my first entry here, I am going to set the precedent for this here blog: I’m doing a daily blog so that I can have an online voice, free from the trappings that exist in my work blog, where I can say and do just about whatever I want. Deal. And to start, lets go straight to a great You Tube I found the other day…

So awesomely right but wrong… whatevers, we’ll see what happens. I’ll say right here right now that I’m all about the Barrack Obama for the most part, speeches like this do the trick for me, but they also cause me to write letters like this. So, I, like the nation, am torn between the only option and no option.

Other than that you can see that I have become very Web 2.0 since I purchased my new Mac Book Pro… which I love by the way… Netvibes, Twitter, Meetup, LinkedIn, Yelp, Upcoming, Songbird, Flock… I’m super connected this month! Next on my list… Facebook.

That is all.