Brief Misanthropomorphic Ramble

Today was a blur. I got to the office early, was going at it full-bore until about 5:15 pm, then hurried to the monthly board meeting of a local client. Every month, I get peeved at them. The meetings are supposed to start at 6t:00 pm and end at 8:00 pm. Almost invariably (except last month) they start late and end late. Tonight, it started at 6:15 and ended about 8:40. Tomorrow's task for me: inform the president that, unless the board will respect my time by starting and ending on time, I will impose a prorata $500 fine for meetings that end after 8:00 pm. I have already suggested to him that meetings that do not start and end on time are disrespectful of everyone's time. He will be floored at my financial penalty...maybe even angry, which is how I feel at the disrespect shown to me. Tough shit. It's that or I just walk out at 8:00 on the nose.

I missed 24 tonight. Fortunately, my wife taped it. But I have to wait to watch it because the VCR is in use and is in the bedroom, where she will soon be going to sleep.

When I get involved in creating databases and other 'stuff' that involves no one but me, I find that I enjoy what I am doing far more than when I get involved in things that involve other people. I've always been a bit of a loner, but it's getting much more pronounced in the past few years. There is a tiny circle of people I really enjoy being around; my siblings, my wife, and a very small sphere of friends and/or acquaintences. Maybe I should focus on learning SQL programming...I could set up online databases while holed up all alone, and then upload them and communicate with clients by email. I like the sound of that!

I'm calling this brief post my "Brief Misanthropomorphic Ramble." I like the sound of that neologism. I thought it was unique to me...a piece of creative genius...until I found that a bunch of 20-something and 30-something kids who are deeply into their young and stupid phases or their 'look at me, I'm an intellectual rebel' stages have already created and published the word. It's when I find that I am just now becoming as creative as a not-so-creative subgeezer than I find myself getting depressed. Oh, well, I'll make a drink and watch bad, mindless television and all will be right with the world.