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Sometimes you just need to celebrate an alternate holiday to make everything better. Alis volat propriis!

So I’ve never actually had a “real” Valentine’s Day to celebrate. I wonder what percentage of the North American adult population can say the same? < 5%? I have no idea.

Not that it really matters. If romance is my Achilles’ heel, then at least I’m living the Iliad.

Hah, who am I kidding? Certainly not myself. Emotions are sometimes inexplicably obfuscated, at least for me. If in doubt, default back to zero. I don’t care what anybody says, it’s usually better to keep certain feelings inside.

Besides, I’m still (reasonably) confident that somewhere at the edge of the Bell curve is the girl for me…

do I tell you it’s you that I’ve missed?

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So I definitely think of writing a lot more blog posts than I actually do. I’d say my thought-of to actually-posted ratio is probably like 20:1. Usually this is because I’m too lazy to actually type it out, or the idea is only a twitter-ish couple sentences – and I’m still woefully unable to post in that style.

But anyhow, here goes some Sheridan-inspired rapid fire on my first month or so in Houston:

Houston is big. Like, really big. So it’s not NYC or Mexico City or anything like that, but it’s still a lot of people, and it shows. The whole highway system is massively complex compared to anything in like Calgary, and (to me at least) often very impressively so. If I had a nice camera (and a helicopter?) I’d take pics of some of the sweet interchanges with multiple flyovers stacked up and crisscrossing mid-air. Of course this also means the traffic can be really bad, but overall I’d say it’s not as bad as I was expecting, whatever that was. I quickly learned what times to leave for / come home from work, and – moreover – what times not to do so.

Like most things in the U.S. (and everywhere…), having more money means immediate reward. I finally got hooked up with an “EZ tag” that lets me take the tollway and it just scans the sticker on your windshield, instead of having to wait in a stupidly long line just to pay like a $1 toll. Although sometimes it’s actually faster not to take the tollway, and to stick to the “feeder” roads that run parallel to it, providing access to the on/off traffic.

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Wowza, three weeks since I’ve payed any attention to my poor, neglected blog. Which, coincidentally (in the truest sense of the word) is the exact same length of time that I’ve been in Houston. I was hoping to get everything set up here and into a “normal” routine right away, but that hasn’t really been the case.

Anyhow, this isn’t a “return to my normal blogging routine” post, but a pre-post to that, a forewarning if you will, a waypoint on that journey.

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I have relatively few specific Christmas “traditions”, with most patterns of annual yuletide activity being more general (i.e. “be with my family”) as opposed to precise. However, one of my favourite festive moments is picking out a gift for Child’s Play, the Penny Arcade inspired gamers charity that annually donates massive amounts of videogames (and other gifts) to various children’s hospitals around the world via Amazon.

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Reminisce pt. 2

So I was planning on actually getting > 4 hrs. of sleep tonight, for once on a weeknight.

That didn’t happen.

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Time definitely doesn’t heal all wounds. Some scars never really go away.

Fond-yet-bittersweet memories are like the cranial equivalent of that photo album you keep in a storage box under the bed, mixed in with half-forgotten yearbooks and that Valentine from fourth grade, the one you still can’t bring yourself to toss out.

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