Miscellany
Personal Musings
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Being a Settler
Although it may seem contradictory, I enjoy moving and I have a inordinately strong need for a stable home. Most people dread moving. They hate the disruption. Whereas, I enjoy it immensely. While this first part seems strange to most people, the second part confuses people less: I become very upset when my home is threatened. This seems to be contradictory to my love of moving. A thought occurred to me recently, that reconciles the two attitudes: I'm a settler.Imprinting
Despite being intelligent and self-aware, I sometimes copy the behavior or expressions of others. I don't do this intentionally. I don't observe someone doing something and think that it's an interesting way to act. In fact, some mannerisms that I mimic, I don't particular like. However, I adopt their ways all the same. It's frustrating to me at times.Waiting for Godot
Losing my father when I was a boy was not fully within my comprehension. For years I expected him to return. I feel that way sometimes after a relationship with a woman has ended.My Night Light
I've been struggling over the last few years to achieve a sense of home. Over the last few years I've been accumulating furniture and other household items to give my apartment a feeling of completeness. I think I've finally found a combination that gives me comfort to sleep by.Living on the Ledge
Living in a fifth floor apartment without air-conditioning, with windows open all summer has been trying on me with my fear of heights. Now that summer is ending and cooler days are here, I am able to close the windows—sets of windows so wide that when open one can shove easily a refrigerator through them. I'm now able to sigh in relief and consider the stress of the last few months.I don't like to share
Although I was told as a child that I need to share, and although I am very giving, I don't like to share. Now that I'm older and realize this, I have no problem saying that I don't like to share.Me as a Boy
In comparing a photograph taken of me when I was seven, to the one taken a few weeks ago and has recently been added to the top banner of my web pages, I can see some similarities. For one, although I'm squarely in middle-age, I'm still the same lost boy waiting for someone to come rescue him.Why I want Hillary to Win
Although I have valid reasons for believing that Hillary Clinton is the best candidate for president, I realize that I also have psychological reasons for wanting her to win. I am thrilled that neither she nor Barack Obama will go to the Democratic convention without enough non-super delegate votes to win the nomination. This will give her an opportunity to win it by negotiating, arguing, fighting, and other methods that will show her political strength over Barack Obama—which is one of many factors that I think make her the better candidate. That moment at the convention is something for which I seem to have an emotional need. The source of that need has nothing to do with her or politics, but it seems to be a need that many of her followers share with me.Seeing a fellow's nuts
While my mental health is better than most people, I'm not completely alright. No one is, though. Although living alone and in isolation for the last two years has helped to center me, it also seems to have given me the freedom to let various idiosyncrocies to become visible. Operating regularly amongst the living, we learn to hide and surpress our oddities. I've lost this skill.I want to go home.
I want to go home,but I don't know where home is. Home is not in New Orleans or is in Milan, at my apartment. Both are home in their ways, but not fully. I feel more at home in my own apartment, but it's not only the physical aspects of a house. It's also a state of being. It's where I feel safe and content. In my personal definition, the definition that I apply to me, it involves a woman, a companion. For me, it seems, home is incomplete without a female companion.
Musing Categories
Below is a list of categories in which musings are tagged and thereby grouped. If you click on one, all of the musing entries related to the topic you choose will be displayed.
Italian Language
5 entries; 3 comments;As I'm learning my first non-mother-tongue language, Italian, I'm realizing various aspects of learning a language and about language in general. These musings include my observation through this process.
Italy
5 entries; no commentsThese musings are related to experiences in living in Italy. They mostly include my first encounters with the Italian culture.
MySQL Related
2 entries; no commentsSince I've been working for MySQL AB (now part of Sun) for a few years now, on a very rare occasion I write something about my experiences with MySQL the company and community.
New Orleans
5 entries; 29 comments;Since I'm from New Orleans and that is actually my permanent residence, and since I've lived through Hurricane Katrina, I've had a few thoughts on the subject of New Orleans and surviving the hurricane.
Personal
32 entries; 5 comments;Perhaps this category should just be called 'miscellaneous'. These musings relate to personal thoughts and experiences that aren't part of another more specific category.
Photography
1 entries; no commentsSince I started this site, my photography activities have grown. I've acquired better and more photography equipment and I've learned much more about the subject, the art form. These musings are about what I've learned and explain my developing style.
Writing
10 entries; no commentsThe primary focus of this site is related to my writing activities. These musings include reflections on writing. There are other pages on my site related to writing (e.g., my literary reviews).
Statistics on Musings
Below are the statistics of the number of readers for my musings in the past ninety days.
- Me as a Boy - 99
- MySQL takes the Red Pill - 80
- What happened to Burglars? - 61
- Being a Settler - 54
- I'm Not Creative - 50
- On Becoming a Graham Greene - 48
- Evaluating Non Dead Authors - 47
- Wanted: Passion - 44
- Imprinting - 43
- Living on the Ledge - 42
- Greene Beginnings - 41
- I don't like to share - 39
- My Night Light - 38
- My things - 37
- Writing a Playpen - 36
- Waiting for Godot - 36
- Writing about Myself. - 35
- I'm a jerk - 34
- Throwing temper tantrums - 34
- Fritzy Boy! - 33
- Why I want Hillary to Win - 33
- Italians speak Italian - 32
- Living without a plot - 32
- Conquer or Be Conquered - 32
- The community model - 31
- Milan so far - 31
- Next Novelist Step - 31
- Hurricane Katrina - 31
- Would it were night! - 31
- I was raised to be a Liar. - 30
- Inaudible Universal Language - 30
- A person of colour - 30
- I want to go home. - 30
- A Bob Newhart life - 30
- Another Father Lost - 29
- A Beanbag of Misery - 29
- Sounds of the night - 29
- Seeing a fellow's nuts - 29
- Think, think, think... - 29
- An apology for statue photos - 29
- Writing Fiction is Dreaming - 29
- A Novel Pace - 29
- Dealing in Words - 29
- Italian Reality - 28
- Stay Quiet - 28
- Godfather Found - 28
- Italians don't count - 28
- A Panic of Unhappiness - 28
- A Lizard in the story - 28
- Nothing in Common - 28
- A Relationship shouldn't be a Performance Art - 28
- Rythm of Community - 27
- Living well - 27
- As lonely as lighthouses - 27
- Plot Deviations - 27
- When will it end? - 27
- Losing Another Community - 27
- Just me - 25
- Sense of Now and the World - 25
- Alone at last - 23
