Turning The Worm

The big chickens have been wreaking havoc.  They hog all the food, broke the little chicken's perch, pecked me twice yesterday, and brutally fluttered at poor Courage.

I am ashamed to admit I had no idea where the phrase about the worm turning came from.  Shakespeare apparently.  Indicating (according to Wikipedia) a reversal of fortunes or the readiness of even the most peaceable of creatures to fight when provoked.

Things are going to be different around here Brain.  At least, I intend that they should be.  I hope they will be.  I'm not going to enumerate all the things that I hope to accomplish but I'm making some changes and I hope in a year my life will be radically different. 

Not that my life is bad now, no on the contrary its quite good, it's just somewhat... directionless.  All my friends have grown up to become really fascinating people with important jobs they do very well.  I'm so proud of them, and impressed by them.  In contrast I'm still just drifting about.  I think afraid to take the plunge and follow the dream.  But that's enough about that for now.  Things are going to be different around here, that's all I'm going to say publicly, Brain.

The sign that was supposed to be mine till J went all righteous on me.

Don't mess with red eyed longhorn armadillos, just leave those suckers alone!

On the road to Houston near Bastrop.

Just got back from a short jaunt to to Houston to visit my friend J.  It was a nice visit; short, but nice.  We spent the morning driving around J's old neighborhood looking for his childhood homes (there were three in that area J. moved around a bit apparently).  We drove out into the country to find the house his best friend's family was squatting in during the 80's.  It was gorgeous.  I halfheartedly tried to convince J to help me steal this AWESOME old tin sign still attached to side of an abandoned cattle shed, but he went all Holier-than-thou on me and made me ashamed of my arrivicial impulses so we didn't get the sign (besides it was too well attached and I didn't have my Leatherman with me).  We grabbed cokes at the local stop and rob to cool off and drove until we found a barbeque place to eat.  it was fun but then J had to go to work and I headed home so as to avoid rush hour in Houston.

The dogs were somewhat the worse for wear after 2 and a half days in the new kennel we tried out (never going there again sadly), but they have adjusted.  Today we ran most of our normal  walking route which means we probably ran about 4 miles and walked one.  I'm going to do a half marathon in November, that's part of what's motivating my life makeover but I'm going to shut up again.  Don't want to commit to anything before its done.

I guess I should give some sort of framework for this new lifestyle makeover.  Hmmm.  OK I can say that I have two projects in mind that I want to finish in a year.  I can say that I intend to develop a work schedule for every day (might post that here after I get it figured out, can't hurt to post that much so as to measure my progress in sticking to it).  I intend to go after the dreams I have.  I'm trying (this is the hardest part) not to stress about money and to just focus on the goal instead.  I'm trying to believe I can be the things I've always wanted to be.  I'm trying to stick to commitments and to work damn hard to get where I want to go.  I'm sick of talking the talk but not walking the walk.  The worm, Dear Brain, is going to have to get it's lazy butt in gear and turn the fuck around!