"Life is what happens to you while you made other plans."
It sort of fits the goings on in my world of late. And yes, my apologies to all of you for my lack of presence here at Smoke on the Water.
While I won't bore you with all of the dreary details of my life and times, suffice to say that I would have had to been a pollyanna-ish optimist to merely ascend to a healthy state of depression.
Sometimes, life just kicks you in the balls, and laughs.
Many times, I've sat here before the keyboard, but haven't had the slightest spark of energy to raise a hand to type. Although I've kept up with a most of my reading list, and have even sporadically commented some, this site has remained quiet since September 8th.
Well, that's gonna change.
I'm still clinging to hope in some personal matters, and I'm inspired beyond hope by the Category 5 implosion of the left. Further, with the demise of the misbegotten AWB, we've retaken a small piece of ground from the GFWs.
This past weekend, I made the drive from Galveston to Plano and back. Kim and Connie DuToit are not only the best of friends, but perhaps the finest hosts on the planet. I'll write more about that gathering later, but I met some truly fine people there. It was truly an honor to attend.
In all, the good outweighs the bad, and the bad has been brutal.
I don't know if that's a light at the end of the tunnel or an oncoming frieght train, but either way, I'm pressing on, regardless.
I've been checking in wondering where you were. Sorry to hear you have troubles. Glad your back blogging.
Don't know what else to say, but go day by day, breath by breath and you usually make it. Oh, and keep on blogging.
Posted by: BeeBee | September 14, 2004 at 01:01 PM
Jim,
Dunno what the problems have been; suffice to say, I hope they are "over your shoulder" as a Jimmy Buffet was wont to say. If not, and you feel like venting, you've got my e-mail address... Sometimes getting stuff into print can help you out a bit. Or it can explode like a 1972 "memo" typed in MS Word. Ar ar ar...
But seriously, I hope things take a significant upward tick very soon, like yesterday.
And I can't help but turn a deep shade of green with envy that you were able to make the 9/11 bash with the du Toits. I only wish that TX and MA were closer... I would have enjoyed meeting you and hunting pins with you...
Posted by: Jay G | September 14, 2004 at 01:38 PM
And I thought it was only me!!! ar ar Be advised, I can relate. Hang in; write when you can. And if you blog it, we will come!!
Posted by: Indigo | September 14, 2004 at 02:31 PM
I was going to say "Courage", until I remembered your fellow Texan has despoiled the term.
Hang tough, Jim. Consider coming to the Blogfest in Helen. Ya'll can stay with me. At the very least you'll walk away with a spring in your step after witnessing the gum disease of the blogosphere!
Posted by: Velociman | September 14, 2004 at 08:45 PM
Hang in there. (yeah that sounds lame I know) As mentioned above if you want to vent or what ever you have my addy...and if you want my land line.
Posted by: Guy S. | September 15, 2004 at 01:01 AM
Glad to hear someting from you Jim... my email's available too. I'll throw in a prayer for ya too... can't hurt. :)
Posted by: Mollbot | September 15, 2004 at 02:36 AM
Doctor Dog prescribes a change of scenery. If you've been fired, been dumped or just been dumped on, pack up and hop a plane and head West. Bring the felines if you want. Between us, we can blog, shoot and drool at young wimmen.
There's fall boating, a generous supply of hi-q hooch and the loyal array of NW bloggers (pyjamas optional) to meet and greet.
Here's hope also that your mental state isn't an unrecognized premonition of natural disaster.
So hie thee to the airport, Captain. I promise we won't argue over rank when you get here.
Posted by: Rivrdog | September 15, 2004 at 10:55 AM
"Many times, I've sat here before the keyboard, but haven't had the slightest spark of energy to raise a hand to type"
I know the feeling Big J.
I am glad you're back, though. Blog through the pain. :)
Posted by: DeAnna | September 15, 2004 at 02:43 PM
You didn't feel guilty about buying a certain rifle did you? You seem didn't seem that way.
It was good to meet you and everyone else. A great weekend.
Posted by: Starhawk | September 15, 2004 at 10:53 PM
Sorry to hear about the troubles....
If it's anything that can be solved by a Houstonian roadtripping to Galveston and buying up the booze at a local establishment of yer choice, do let me know! :)
Posted by: kevin whited | September 16, 2004 at 01:08 PM
I hope everything works out for you, Jim, with a minimum of fuss.
Take care, and hope to see you back here soon.
Posted by: Anne | September 16, 2004 at 05:15 PM
Jim,
I am here for you, just as you have been for me. Although, I am quite reserved and picking up that phone to call you, aren't I? I suppose I just fear being a burden. That said, I hope you do not feel the same way and know that you can reach me at any time.
Wish we were closer so I could give you a warm hug. I'll keep you in my prayers.
Posted by: Dana | September 16, 2004 at 05:58 PM
Welcome back! You were entitled to a breather. Now sit back and enjoy the carnage at CBS!
Maybe the light at the end of the tunnel is coming from here....
Posted by: Resident Wife | September 16, 2004 at 06:15 PM
I'm all for Riverdog's medicinal approach.
Cowboy Up and Get-er-done!
Posted by: Joel (No Pundit Intended) | September 16, 2004 at 10:23 PM
Well, as you know, my friend, I know only too well how you feel, and I shall say what you've said to me: Things will get better. And they will, those are the wisest words anybody's ever said to me, but I hope you don't mind me pushing things along a bit by adding you to my prayer list.
G-d Bless You, My Friend.
Posted by: Emperor Misha I | September 17, 2004 at 10:24 AM
I sure hope you are OK? I have been reading your blogs for awhile now and I really miss your posts. Hope you will soon be back and charging full speed ahead...:)
Posted by: Cathy | September 19, 2004 at 10:48 PM
Olly-olly-oxen free. Come out, come out, where ever you are.
Posted by: Mrs. du Toit | September 20, 2004 at 12:24 PM
I've been reading Smoke on the Water since you started. I miss your posts. Hope you're doing ok, we'll be waiting!
Posted by: Alaska Kim | September 20, 2004 at 02:39 PM
Your work is something amazing. I am enjoying the good read that you provide.I'll be in touch.
Posted by: Rlieni | September 21, 2004 at 02:08 PM
Shane!
Shane!
Come back Shane!
Posted by: Jay G | September 22, 2004 at 12:40 PM
Ok, time to get off your lily white ass and post something. Even if it's stoopid. Do it. Geez.
Posted by: Marcus | September 22, 2004 at 09:36 PM
A little weather FYI people:
As of Sept 23, Galveston is getting pounded by tropical storm Ivan. Major flooding expected.
Keeping you and the kitties in mind even more Jim, take care.
Posted by: Valerie | September 23, 2004 at 06:43 AM
You're always welcome to come here and act depressed with me. Maybe together we can bleg enough dough for a really big party...we just won't invite anyone else....we'll drink all the fine beverages ourselves. And you'll teach me how to smoke a cigar. And I'll teach you how to...um....intubate? No that sounds dirty. Draw blood? Too messy. I know! I'll get out the extra stethoscope and teach you all about adventitious breath sounds! Yeah, that's it. I *do* have a skill I can pass along. See? Already you're cheering me up.
Posted by: Da Goddess | September 24, 2004 at 01:22 AM
Rest up and rejouvenate.
Sometimes it helps to lay down and sleep for awhile, eat Spaghettios for break fast and sit in yout jammies all day.
It's helped me allot on occasion.
Then I get up, take a shower....go for a walk, and come back to all the people who love me and brighten up.
I see you might be on your way already.
Spaghettios all around!
And I'll be joining you and DaGoddess for that party. I know she'd never shut me out;)
XOSondraK
Posted by: SondraK | September 24, 2004 at 05:45 PM
Now would be a good time to post and say "I'm OK, just leave me the fuck alone!"
Posted by: sara | September 24, 2004 at 10:46 PM
Jimmah! Do I have to come over there???
Posted by: DeAnna | September 26, 2004 at 02:11 PM
When you rise like a Phoenix from the ashes, we shall be here to share in your rejoicing.
Posted by: Guy S. | September 26, 2004 at 03:16 PM
Don't make me come down there. I kick butt pretty good for 52 years old. Just ask my kids.
Just an OK would be pretty good for us readers who may not of commented much, but read you with regularity.
Please.
Posted by: BeeBee | September 26, 2004 at 07:29 PM