I do what I wanna do

Living on my own with no room mates nor friends/family nearby has led me to grow in new levels. I am comfortable going to sit down and eat by myself, I set the thermostat where I want it, and watch what I want on tv. No one shows up unexpected, or begs me to come over and assist them with things. There is the freedom to go do as much or as little as I want. I stick to a schedule though and use a calendar. For example today I unpacked a couple of boxes from the garage and cleaned up my workbench. Then I went to the grocery store and fixed my gourmet club sandwich. I spent over 30 mins preparing this delectable lunch. Why? Because I can. I do what I wanna do. Everyday.

My First Autocross

It was wet and rainy. As if there aren't enough anxiety causing factors for your first competitive driving event, let's add 2 continuous days of rain. I prepped the car the night before, checked the brakes, unloaded loose items, etc. Showed up early, to see a lake instead of a parking lot. But in the world of autox, the show must go on. I didn't get any pictures, as it was raining and I had stuff to do and was running around. Next time when the weather is better I'm sure I'll be able to get some. I was able to shave 4 seconds off my first run. Official times will be released soon.

Thank you Presidents

Thank you Mr. President... Mr. Lincoln and Mr. Washington that is for turning your birthdays into national holidays. Thank you for being important and allowing us this day to celebrate. I'm also thankful for those who are away from their families protecting and serving our country. It's nice to have a day off.

A.D.D. Moment - Banks should be open on this day so you can go visit your "President Friends" who's faces adorn our paper currency.

3 Reasons Why You Won't Be My Valentine

1. I'm in love with a beautiful girl named Page
2. She has been my Valentine 4 years in a row.
3. We have special shirts we wear on this day

Freaky Friday

I'm not sure what all the hype is about, Friday the 13th that is. I'm not that superstitious anymore really. Out of common sense I don't walk under ladders, avoid most cats that stray across my path and stepping on large cracks just isn't a good idea; you're bound to fall in a chasm, get bit or have something bonk you on the head. Back when I used to play baseball I was semi-superstitious. I used to make sure I had the same undershirt or socks on as the game before (if I did well) but it wasn't like Iwas OCD about it. I just had my preferred gear and liked their fitment. I'm not that afraid of scary Friday the 13th movies either. Sure I'll jump in my seat during a spooky scene but I'm not screaming my head off like the 13 year old girls in the front row of the movies. I do suggest being careful on full moons and Friday the 13th just due to the hype and elevated attention these times of year receive. I think there is a correlation between bad events and the amount of hysteria people become consumed with, not the "day" itself.

I like to drive

If you know me, you know know I like cars. Cars are awesome. Driving is awesome. Driving awesome cars is awesome squared.  As you read this I'll likely be driving. In fact I am driving as you read this. I scheduled it that way. Blogging while driving is probably a no-no. I mean you can't drive while on a cell phone or texting, but they never said I couldn't use a laptop with wireless card and post on the open road. Hopefully nothing occurs that would cause me to not be driving while you read this. I'm actually heading "home" to Riverside. Riverside will still be my "home" for the time being until I establish a home of my own. Back to driving. I always choose to drive when presented the option.  It's not that I don't trust my friend's driving capabilities, I just like driving that much. I drove so much in my first car that I broke the odometer. Poor Z baby. I purchased a car in May 07 and since have put on about 36,000 miles. Matter of fact, I'll be breaking 80,000 miles on this trip. This past summer I took a week long trip up the coast from LA to Seattle. I drove about 90% of the nearly 3000 mile route. Up Highway 101 and 1. It was epic. I saw the most amazing sights that will stick with me in my mind forever, or at least until I lose my mind. Each time I goto Riverside I drive about 450 miles each way. Since I moved up to San Francisco I've made 4 trips I think. If my times tables are still up to date, then that's like 3600 miles. Driving is time to be alone, to think about life, to solve complex work problems, to laugh, to rock out or practice your chartoon character voices. 

I have a few rules for driving I'd like to share:

1. Goto the bathroom before you leave.
2. Fill up and top off the gas tank every chance you get.
3. Keep track of your miles! I keep a little white notepad in the car. Total Miles/gallons required to fill tank = MPG. I like my MPG's and so should you.
4. Load up your favorite music playing device with new or forgotten tunes. I find it amazing how the mind recalls emotions and events associated with songs of yesteryear.
5. For trips of 3 hours or more- pack a snack!
6. Please don't put your sweaty lil toes on my dash or windsheild. 
7. Food is allowed (see #3) but don't spill.

Got any rules you'd like to share?

So if you see me driving, honk, wave or blow me a kiss. No middle fingers please. 

About this blog

Having recently been challenged by my peers to start my own blog, I'm going to give it a shot.

PositionMe, what's in a name? I hope to bring together a picture of the everyday experiences from work and personal life. It's about where I'm at and what's occupying me mentally from the space I'm physically occupying. It's about me. And some other people.