Last night, while attempting to squeeze a little more speed out of a video chip set, I crashed and burned my laptop. It was a tragic event. I sat in stunned silence while I stared at a screen randomized and useless. Damnit, was just about all I had to say at that time.
This is something I'm rather used to doing. I'm not exactly a member of the geek squad but I do have at least a useable working knowledge of computer hardware and software. It also helps that I use Linux Ubuntu as an operating system. Within 3 hours I had managed to reload the OS, recover all needed data that I store in the www cloud, re-entered my user names and passwords and was back in business.
This goes back to my childhood, building models, solving puzzles and teaching myself complicated board games that no one wanted to play, the cretins. Without knowing it I was preparing myself for the life I would live as an adult. My curiosity and itchy feet gave me the skills and attitudes that are necessary for the life I find myself living now, my first organized dream and lifetime goal, to sail what oceans I can reach, see the lands and islands of history and legend all on my own as a solo explorer.
Once again I have to say that I follow my instincts. The only time my instincts have gotten me into trouble was when I didn't follow them, when I listened to the wise counsel of others who base their lives on caution and fear. Fear and caution are good things, in moderation, harnessed to a drive to always learn and see more. As guiding factors they suck. I refuse to stay inside on the couch, living my life vicariously through the TV while I grow fat and pasty.
Patience my ass! I'm gonna hunt it down and make it mine. Time to go sailing.
No one gets out of here alive, so live it like ya mean it.
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