2012 into 2013

<span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: arial; font-size: small; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: start; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; display: inline !important; float: none; ">Only a few more hours until the new year is upon us.&nbsp;</span>I had considered going out and looking for some trouble to get into. Drink until I was blind drunk and hopefully waking up in some strange womans bed, having spent every dollar in my pocket and all my bodily fluids.

But that is the New Year's Eve for a younger version of myself. Tonight will be much more lower key. Small cigars, sake, wine or some other libation. Various movies and maybe even a little snow fall. Should the woman I desire come to my arms, I shall bring in the New Year a very happy man. If not, I will look to the future and do what I can to make it a good future.&nbsp;

Good fortune and happy new year to any who find this little corner of the web.&nbsp;

New Era, Same Bullshit...

Here it is, the end of 2012. We have technology that surpasses any from previous generations. MagLev trains, Airplanes that can hold a town, remote control spy drones, computers that can contact anyone across the globe and fit in our pocket. The list goes on and on but we still can't get along or respect one another.&nbsp;

Just the other day, I was leaving work and a small group or cowboys were walking down the hall. One in a drunken stupor stopped, looks at me, yells HEY! I pause and see what's going on, only for his friends to pull him away as he proclaims that he just wants to kiss a nigger.

This morning, a co-worker whines that her phone still isn't working, that she can hear people but they can't hear her. In the process of her whining she sums up that I probably didn't replace her phone (do my job) in the first place instead of listening to what the problem might be and waiting for a fix.

I don't know… do I come across as someone that's looking for confrontation or looking to be disrespected? I don't know. I try to do my job and be respectful but I get offended when my abilities &nbsp;or my work ethic are questioned or when I am face to face with ignorance &amp; racism.

Maybe I'm overly sensitive these days but damn it! I can't believe that people say whatever the fuck they want and don't believe there should be consequenses for it.&nbsp;