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“Round and Round I seem to go.” – Erykah Badu, Out My Mind, Just in Time

Some random thoughts that I need to get out of my head…

Tiffany wrote a book called Jump Start HTML5 Basics that’s available for digital download. It’s the first in a series about the wonders of HTML5. I wasn’t allowed to read it before it was published so be like me and spend a few bucks to see what’s ticking in her mind.

I made a few updates to Louisville is for Lovers. Here’s a picture:

I’ve become hooked on Rdio. A friend hipped me to a feature I wasn’t using (Play Later) which is simple yet awesome way to collect music for future listening without having to generate your own playlist like I had been doing. The music service also launched a recommendations feature recently that I’m already digging. Rdio is encouraging me to be more of an album listener than a shuffler. I still love my stations but I’m quicker to jump out of them and go listen to a full album than I have been in the past. I’m going to go broke buying albums that I’ve discovered there.

I’ve added red and burgundy into my closet for fall. I realized yesterday as I checked out my new henley in the mirror, that this is the first time I’ve worn red regularly in maybe 25 years. Old middle school fears about Crips and Bloods turn into habits that die hard. Even as I walked around Miracle Mile at lunch today, it lingered in the back of my head that maybe somebody would roll up on me and ask, “What set you claim?” Silly. (It probably didn’t help that I listened to Good Kid, M.A.A.D. City this morning, though).

TV. I don’t know if this is a fleeting feeling or representative of a meaningful shift in my life but, I’m tending towards turning the telly off and turning my kindle on more often this season. I still love my shows but, I’m loving fewer of them. Meanwhile, words—mine and yours—are proving endlessly interesting. If only there were enough time for them all.

Well, all of them, and Marvel Avengers Alliance on Facebook. I fear I’ll be on my death bed still trying to acquire the latest hero and complaining about PvP.

Add me. LVL 197.

“Why can’t we tell somebody?” – Luther Vandross, Your Secret Love

In August, I committed to doing the work of being a curious soul. To read in a deliberate fashion. To write in a deliberate fashion. To follow my imagination where it leads.

There were little victories like making a commitment to writing and reading every day and, mostly, sticking with it which presented bigger rewards. Getting back to those things which keep me most sane provided a less cluttered mind which, in turn, gave me the room to keep a, mostly, clean house; to hold, mostly, to my workout regimen; to being a more present member of my family.

Hell, I even sent my grandmother’s birthday card on time.

I imagine, though, that what I will remember about August won’t be the work but the respite.

For a few days, we escaped to Palm Springs and the Ace Hotel. It was hot—112 degrees at some points—and it was wonderful. I took a mini-social media vacation during it. I read. I drank. I ate. I swam. I exercised. I slept.

What I enjoyed most, though, was the unencumbered opportunity to just talk with my partner in life. To talk about life. A road trip is an excellent time to re-ignite verbal conversation. We’re digital folks. We’re both in our gadgets all the time at home. Hell, we IM each other questions when we’re in different rooms in the house. If I’m being real, we do that when we’re in the same room, sometimes.

So, to look in her eyes and to ask questions and hear answers and see who she is in that moment? The best in life. After the trip, I’ve found more opportunities for this. Small things, like keeping the dining room table clean so that we’re inclined to eat there instead of in front of the TV. Taking that long walk with her when the opportunity arises. Remembering to say things out loud instead of living in my head or online.

The person I am most curious about in this world is Tiffany B. Brown. That pause in the middle of the month was the explicit reminder of something I think I know implicitly: that getting to know more of her every day is a gift.

The work of knowing her is never done. And it’s not really work at all.

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