Travel in my future?

I've thought about it and still do on occasion. Especially with my Blogging buddy Steve that lives near me in Mexico but seems to be constantly on a tour to somewhere. Right now he's on a sea cruise across the Atlantic and into the Mediterranean. Seems like they are lucky to get a day in each port they visit. If I were to travel I'd just get off the plane and start to wander with some kind of plan prepared. A boat full of retired people is not my style altho it's been a long time since I've been out on an ocean.

No ... for some reason the rest of the world does not seem as interesting to me as it once used to. Any place I think I might want to see is either too expensive, too cold or too politically unstable. My age seems to be contributing to a lack of patience with the types of things traveling entails.  I also don't need a vacation ... that's what retirement and Mexico are all about. My yearly trips up north are enough airports for me.

I just ran across this article called "4 reasons traveling is a waste of time" and while I don't agree with all of it ... it makes a lot of sense. Part of the article and link below.

4 reasons traveling is a waste of time

I’m growing sour on travel. I have always disliked it. When I was a kid my parents took us all over Europe and the Caribbean, and it really exhausted me. Now that I’m a grown up, I am better able to articulate why I think travel is a waste of time. Here are four reasons why I think the benefits of travel are largely delusional:

1. There are more effective ways to try new things.

While it’s true that learning and broadening your experience is important, doing that one time is quite different from consistently integrating something new into your life. It’s low risk to try something for a week. Which will make more impact on your life: going to Africa for a week and seeing wildlife and living in the jungle, or retooling your weekly schedule so that you take a walk through your local forest preserve once a week? You will have a stronger connection to the forest preserve than the jungle, and you will have a deeper sense of how it grows and changes and how you respond. So if you hope that travel will change how you see the world, doing something each week to see the world differently will have more impact than doing it one time, seven days in a row.

4 reasons traveling is a waste of time

Barack Obama Supports Gay Marriage - Finally!

Obama declares support for gay marriage
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President Obama today announced that he now supports same-sex marriage, reversing his longstanding opposition amid growing pressure from the Democratic base and even his own vice president.

In an interview with ABC News' Robin Roberts, the president described his thought process as an "evolution" that led him to this place, based on conversations with his own staff members, openly gay and lesbian service members, and conversations with his wife and own daughters.

Steve Mulligan - Bull-shit artist

This sad sack of BS came to the College Campus I was the IT manager of in 2002-2003.   He bull shitted his way in with some grand plan for an IT educational department.  Problem is our campus had NO tech savvy and was starving for programs that could bring students in.

I challenged his bullshit ideas at one point and he threatened me with physical harm if I exposed him.   Gladly someone figured something out because he was only there for a little over a year and he accomplished nothing except a paycheck for himself.

Steve's BS BIO - A salesman and nothing more

He was also aided by a misfit named Michael Baker who scammed his way into teaching a computer tech class ... and Mike was only interested in his job.   I'll get back to Michael Baker on a later post.   I just hope these two have found used car salesman jobs somewhere because they don't seem to be able to do anything else.

The long time President of our small technical campus has now retired and I sure hope there is someone that knows something technical ... and/or the Seattle Community College District is overseeing our/my campus

Michael Baker

To a certain someone in Melaque Mexico

Your everlasting summer
You can see it fading fast
So you grab a piece of something
That you think is gonna last
You wouldn't know a diamond
If you held it in your hand
The things you think are precious
I can't understand


CHORUS:
Are you reelin' in the years
Stowin' away the time
Are you gatherin' up the tears
Have you had enough of mine

You been tellin' me you're a genius
Since you were seventeen
In all the time I've known you
I still don't know what you mean
The weekend at the college
Didn't turn out like you planned
The things that pass for knowledge
I can't understand

CHORUS

I spend a lot of money
And I spent a lot of time
The trip we made in Hollywood
Is etched upon my mind
After all the things we've done and seen
You find another man
The things you think are useless
I can't understand

CHORUS

Remember LSD?

Just another faze in my life from a long time back but definitely a memorable one. I left it behind for basically the same reasons as marijuana ... in that it became somewhere between boring and simply too confusing to be meaningful. Eventually in your 20's you need to ask what am I doing with my life. At least I did.

Not any serious bad trips but some strange experiences. Like driving in downtown San Francisco and the city had the depth appearance of a blackboard, my best friend jumping off our 2nd floor balcony because of something his girl friend said (landed in flower bed) and taking a machete away for a friend who heard his girl was sleeping with someone else. Crazy times. We would buy toys every week for the weekend parties, make strobe lights, collages, fluorescent anything ... just like kids!!

Marijuana just became boring with little more than laying on the floor listening to music. LSD not so simple and left me very confused. I eventually tried to commit myself to the Santa Clara mental health department. I walked in and presented my case to a very nice nurse ... and as sympathetic as she was she just pointed to a guy sitting on the floor, nodding and mumbling to himself. That's the kind of people we admit here; she said. Next thing I knew I found myself in Eugene Oregon going to college.