Love the fog.

.
.
The darkness is another thing.  Very foggy again.  For the second day in a row, with maybe five days to a week... last I heard... of fog possibly remaining.  I have been oversleeping several hours each day.  Then dragging through the days.  I suppose I needed some rest, true enough.  Not that I have been doing a lot, but enough, this last week, to need some rest.  I just can't seem to do much.  I blame it all on the darkness.  Though my sleep would normally be right through the hours of the sun, I still get it, through the curtains.  I must have a partial solar recharge system.

I do love the fog though.  How much of it is actual fog, and how much is inversion, is another thing altogether.  When the air stops moving here, every bad thing from every source becomes stuck in the air.  Automobiles, manufacturing, wood burning but also vented gasses from furnaces, even exhale.  I haven't checked air quality, but I have to guess it is questionable and getting worse.  Not so much of a problem unless you are physically weak, ill, old, young, and some other things.  As ill as I am, I don't think it affects me.  I've simply never had a problem with it.  While I don't get out in it all that often currently, when I first lived here I did.

Today?  I don't know.  IF I can get going, and that is a big if, I would like to do a few loads of laundry, sweep and mop, get the trash ready to be taken out, and recycling, prepare a few boxes for returns, get another return label ready to be printed and figure out how to print it, and do a final touchup in the kitchen, and maybe review a tutorial or three regarding the new photo editor so as to touch up the pictures I would like to import and post.  Nothing fancy, just... a little more on the hobby.

I received an email from what I had thought was a long lost friend.  The next door neighbor physics student, and fellow scotch enthusiast, from IC.  I don't know what he has been doing lately, though I am curious.  He has the brights to work in a number of areas, and a physics masters degree.  I was offering him the very notions I offer here, before I started putting them here.  If without music videos through which to drive home or sound out some ideas.  And, at that time, I was still at loss to some of my past, and didn't understand Game or my place in it.  I downplayed everything back then, hoping it would go away, or that what of my life I remembered would go away.  I had just become Catholic, or was about to do so.  He didn't get the full brunt of my notions.  He did get enough of it, though, to cause a devotee of academia, a modernist, and a delta, a serious psychic nosebleed.

While I cut myself in my search for some things, all around get at least a nick here or there.  When I go into full Ginsu mode, well...  Near death by a thousand cuts.  Being undying, myself, it's just a thing.  As I approached God, it became a necessity, initially.  Something about if an eye offends, pluck it.  Better to lose an eye than to burn with it.  Still, some seem to... be drawn to the expositions and floggings, in spite... perhaps because... of the collateral damage.  Humans do have a natural bloodlust, and a knowledge of their inequity so want of... right punishment.  Either that or it's the wrong side of things.  I like to think I do my best to do things as rightly as my nature allows though.  I just keep it in mind that I might be wrong and attempt due diligence.  God knows I do my best.  Probably thinks I'm a bit nuts, and sit and spin too often.  Though I hope He enjoys the fullness of my efforts.  Time will tell.

Anyway... it was good to hear from him.  I let him know a bit about life and health, and asked some questions.  And, I offered him a place to stay, should he ever end up out here.  While I think Utah would be an odd fit for him, in one sense, I actually think he could do well out here.  Getting in on, or near, the ground floor of some budding company, of which there are many now here.  He doesn't have completed skillsets, but has the skills and thinking that would be excellent for a startup which cannot quite afford various teams, needing jacks of all trades.  In doing that, he would be well set to find just what it is he does and actually slide into that role as the company grows.  Risks, of course.  But the opportunity is incredible here.  Dang kids gotta do what they gotta do though.  Oh, and I thought... he would be a perfect man to take to Burning Man.  He is like a younger Desert Cat.  My problem, if I took him, and Desert Cat was also there, would be to cut their nerd-fest and shove them out into the wide world.  But they would make a great pair of explorers.  Assuming they got along.  If they didn't, I'd enjoy that too.  I am a strange creature, yes, I know this thing.

Later.