Sillyness but then solemn

by Duf Anything and Everything

So yesterday was a frustrating day.  The news about my AdSense account getting yanked really bothered me all day.  The remote class I was sitting through was not all that exciting and for the most part, was dealing at a level of TCP/IP expertise that I am nowhere near.  I knew I was out of my league when the first two students that were introduced where from the Department of the Interior and AT&T.  So for the most part all day I just tried to cherry pick the information that would be helpful in our relatively small network.

Ali dropped off the dogs for me to dog sit so she could get more time in at work since she is leaving for PA again at the end of the week.  Having the dogs all day was nice except for the times Sadie is sitting by my office chair, staring,  giving me the “I want to do something fun” face and the two times that Nicki threw up in the bedroom.

This class is based out of Denver and was supposed to have hours of 10-5.  Well the instructor, who is extremely good and knowledgeable, unfortunately also has a tendency to talk a lot off the class material.  As a result we didn’t finish up to close to 6pm EST.  That isn’t very cool.

After I was done with class I was rammy from sitting in a chair all day.  I immediately headed outside to do a Ray’s Way.   Later last night I decided I had enough of “long” hair and gave myself another head shaving, on video.  Yesterday I also put together the footage Jeremy shot of proper pressure washer operation.

I received word back from Google overnight that they are reviewing my case.  I am hoping I beat the odds and get the account reinstated.  It would be such a pain in the ass to start over.

So today is 9-11.  The idea that 11 years have gone by punctuates just how quickly time can fly.  All of the memories and feelings of that day still seem very clear and tangible in my mind, unlike most of my other 11 year old memories.

If you asked me on 9-12-01 if I thought we would still be dealing with issues from the horrible events the day before, 11 years in the future, I would have said , no way.  But here we are, still feeling the repercussions from those few hours where the world basically stopped and watched with mouths agape.  The open wound has healed but the scar tissue will remain for generations to come.