I know I don't keep the kind of blog here that let's you really know what's going on much in my personal life.  I'd rather aim for higher goals than that!

But stuff does go on.  Some of it significant.  Some of it shocking.  Some of it world-shaking (well, it shakes my world - and everyone is part of my world, so I'd suppose there are reverberations sensible, however minutely).

Just some personal "for instances" for a change...

I practically went blind in one eye a few months ago.  I had an ulcerative infection (probably caused by Renu's Moisture Lock product) in one eye that threatened to spread to the other.  I was immediately put on three antibiotics that created such light hypersensitivity in me the first day that I felt like a vampire seeking comfort in eternal darkness.

I'm going to a CSI conference in Scottsdale, Arizona next week.  Some of the classes I'll be attending: "Forensics Goes Mainstream," "The Insider Threat," "What Hackers Don't Want You to Know,"  "Back Hacking Live."  I'm looking forward to running in some 110° F heat.

I went for a one mile highly rambling walk in the cemetery yesterday before I realized I had lost my cellphone somewhere along the way.  In backtracking, I  tried to recall my precise footwork, struck a beeline accordingly, didn't directly encounter the phone immediately, but stopped suddenly at one headstone that seemed "sensitive" and decided to search around it in about a 15 foot perimeter.  Found the cellphone hidden in tall grass out of the immediate view!  And that was my first stop along the way back - about 3/4 of the entire distance.

For most of my life I've disliked sleeping.  Immensely.  In the last year or so, I've come to enjoy sleeping.  There's something in me I still dislike about enjoying sleeping.  If I can put my finger on it, I'll return to my old ways.

In transitioning from my workplace to Dreamland cemetery (where I run), I'll undertake a complete outfit change.  In my vehicle.  My vehicle is usually cluttered with clothes. And empty coffee cups.  And pennies tossed under the seats.  If cleanliness is next to godliness, it's clear that God is not, nor will He soon be, sitting in my passenger seat.