Time just flies as you get older.

So your 30 years old…

Time just flies as you get older.

Déjà vu is an understatement when it comes to my everyday routine. Is it me or do we all experience the same feeling as we get older.

Oh the good ol’ morning desk routine. CLICK! (i think that’s the sound of the computer button) and on goes the monitor. Leaning my bag on to the side of the wall and cracking open my thermos to pour a nice home brewed coffee always signals the start of a new day.

RIIIIIING, yup thats right the fax machine MUST ring at the exact same time each day.

Annnnnd go… another day at work begins.
Routine, if I could explain it further I would have to describe it as a time machine that takes you in the future slowly and then returns you to the start but at a different point in your life.

Now your 40.

Looking for more coffee.

I’m out of Coffee… HELP!

Here is an idea, an iPhone app that can brew you coffee? Common Steve, why not an iPhone with a built in coffee maker?

Looking for more coffee, if anyone has an extra cup please send it my way.

Thanks.

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Does it ever just feel like a dream?

Engaged in a meeting, my mind stopped to think for a split second which felt like hours. Is it me or did I already live this dream a few times before? I guess many would call it a routine, but I think it deserves more then just a politically correct social name.

How about trapped? Broken record? Stuck? Not to say I hate what I do, it just seems to go far deeper then just work. And thats why I create, without the sense of creativity in my everyday routine, there would be no change to my days.

I finally regain consciousness and rejoin the conversation. I got an idea.. lets just call it Monday

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Starring at the floor.

Sitting on the bench starring at the floor after my second set of chest exercises gave way to a flood of surreal thoughts.

“What am I doing?”

With my heart beating at full force I couldn’t help to think about that question. What am I doing? Every action I do, every event that occurs seems like a dream. Why?

I have no idea.

The thundering stomps of an elephant

The trainers off to lunch. White bread with the crust perfectly cut off, he takes a slow bite allowing the juices from the ham to mix with the mayo and quickly drip on to his lap.

The elephant senses the crowds cheers. Looking around in its cage she notices their eyes starring at her.

Snap! Her head whips back while her trunk raises in to the air letting out a big yell. Not impressed, the crowd responds with the feeling of distress on their faces. The elephant senses more pressure from the crowd and begins to lose her patience. Her eyes move left to right, scrambling to grab a single thought from the abundant flashes of panic in her head.

She charges towards the cage door head first grunting and breathing with intense anger. Turning in circles, pacing back and forth, yelling out noises with her trunk, the elephant cant take the build up.

Smash! The cage door flies to center stage. Slowly looking out the cage she eyes an innocent boy.

SPLAT!

Out comes the trainer, sandwich in one hand, eyes in shock and crumbs all over his shirt.

Calm…

…and im back

Well it looks like im back to writing again here on my blog.

To the millions online who may happen to stumble upon this page, a little reintroduction about myself.

Im a pretty simple guy with a purpose.

A purpose you ask? Well yes, I believe we all have a purpose, but what is it? For me there are a few reasons I am on this planet, and one is to allow the over flow from my mind to spill on the the web pages of this blog to provide random insight to the world.

Since the beginning of time a small fountain started forming in my mind. So small it was really not an issue until now. With the constant pressures, distractions and unwanted noise of society knocking at my door, one cant help but to find an outlet to express their feelings. And thats why I am here, that small fountain not only blossomed in to a full size attraction but the contents billowing out of its pipes have run out of space to reside.

So I write, and write and write…

Apple vs. PC

And the debate continues. As a 3D Artist I encountered an endless debate with a friend of mine who is a Graphic Designer about which system reins supreme. I know this topic of discussion is probably well over drawn and has seemed to cause a divide in the world of computer users. I find the topic more relative then anything, there really isn’t a winner in this case. Each system seems to serve its purpose depending on your needs and wants in your specific industry. So lets put this discussion to a close and call it a DRAW!

Which system do you prefer to use?

Long lost friend FOUND!

Looking up at the clock and watching the second hand make its’ strides toward the 60th second, I realized 4am was quickly approaching and I had a queen size bed waiting.

So I decided to check my email and end the night with a hope of a message from a friend or anyone out there.

As another disappointment loomed I was suddenly awakened by an instant message.

Long lost friends wanted. Age is not a factor; please have the same social qualities as me. Must be willing to try new spontaneous things and must love coffee! Just looking for someone to hang out with and exchange ideas and views in life. Feel free to contact me if you are interested.

I scrolled over to the message and it was a greeting from my friend.

“Hiiiii!” the message read.

You know that feeling you get when you are about to open gifts on Christmas morning? Well I took those feelings and threw them out the window and replaced them with these ones.

I haven’t talked to my long lost friend in a long time and seeing the messages flow out of my instant messenger window as we caught up on life was quite the refreshing sight.

It’s hard to find friends as you get older. It seems as if people become more cautious on whom they should let in to their lives.

It’s hard to meet a friend that can understand you. It seems as if marriage is taking precedence over friendships.

It’s hard to just trust anyone. It seems as if walking on egg shells is mandatory in order to avoid a let down.

To this day I have lost friends and many of them have come and gone in my life. Not knowing if they would stay for an extended visit, I gave them all a chance and welcomed everyone with open arms. I refused to let them leave without saying goodbye but I have no control of that.

Some disappear.

Some take a…………… vacation and decide to POP up back into your life.

In the end, I’ve realized one thing, true friends will be there for you no matter where they are in this world, and they will always find their way back.

.:DM

Merry Christmas!

Dear Readers,

I would just like to take this time to greet everyone a Merry Christmas.

May all your stomachs be full of food, your clothes smelling of relatives perfume, your greetings be packed with stories and gossip, and your coffee mugs filled with your favorite fair trade coffee!

Enjoy the company of family and friends, don’t drink and drive, and “Yes little Timmy, there is a Santa Claus”

.:DM

Today’s forecast calls for 30cm of snow and chance of NHL 09.

After a morning filled with numerous cups of coffee, and back breaking snow removal, it was nice to finally be at the mountain relaxing and taking a deep breath of fresh cold air. My friends and I snapped on our gear and went for a few runs on some fresh powder snow. It was definitely a well planned spontaneous trip.

As the night fell upon us we decided to stick out the weekend at a friends cottage about a 15 minute drive on top of the mountain. We planned to leave the next morning but mother nature had plans to change that. The late night winds began to blow and boy was it loud. I walked over to the window to take a look after a late dinner, and I saw nothing but white. It was a blizzard like no other, the conditions were so shocking due to the fact the weather reports did call for snow, but not this much. Lets just let this picture sum up my experience.

Just saw this light with some remnants of winter hanging from it. I thought it would make a great composition.

So to handle our sanity during this weather situation we were in, we all agreed that a NHL ’09 tournament would be the best way to past time. House rules included quick release of the puck once if it was smothered by the goalie, 7 min periods, Superstar mode, and random team select. Random team select consisted of a push of the X button on our Xbox 360 three times with the third choice being the team you would be forced to play with. It was an ingenious approach to fair team picking but I found it boring at times. I would have much preferred selecting the same teams just to keep the tourney fair. As the games came to an end so did my consciousness. I ended up passed out on the couch with dreams of Crosby skating circles around my team. And if you are all curious who won the tourney, it was definitely not my team.

BRRR it was cold!

.:DM