Monday, February 23, 2009

Where do the hours go?

As you might have read on Park Burroughs' "Grumpy Old Editor" blog, these are trying times for the Observer-Reporter. Like virtually every other newspaper in the country, we're doing what we have to do to keep our heads above water. That has meant some buyouts of longtime employees and even some layoffs. And for those of us lucky enough to still be in the business, it's meant a heavier workload and changes in our jobs. This is a roundabout way of apologizing for my relative lack of blogging in the past couple of weeks. My duties here are changing, as have my hours, and my blogging routine has gone by the wayside. I wonder sometimes where the hours of my days disappear to. Even if we had all the money in the world, we can't buy time. But I was thinking the other day, what if I did have all the time in the world to do whatever I wanted? What would I do with it? We can assume, for the sake of this exercise, that I've just hit a major Powerball jackpot and have no further need to work. I think I would fill those now-empty hours by spending more time with my family, reading and napping. Doesn't sound like much, but it would work for me. Never discount the benefit of taking a nap whenever you feel like it. With these few minutes I have available right now, I'd like to send out a few words to a regular reader of the blog who has a little too much time on her hands right now to ponder weighty issues such as the future and her own mortality. Janice has been fighting a long and difficult battle against cancer, and I just want her to know that my thoughts are with her. Maybe some of you who are good with the "prayer thing" could take a few of your minutes to help her out a little, also. Hang in there, Janice. A lot of people are pulling for you.



Blogger Ellipses said...

Awe, Janice :-(

I wish you well.

February 23, 2009 at 3:29 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

If I hit Powerball, I would probably enroll in graduate school and work on a Ph.D in something like history, American social thought, or American Culture Studies. Before I do that, though, I'd take some time off for travel -- I went to England four times between 1989 and 1998, and I'd like to go back sometime. I'd also like to see Iceland, Germany, etc.

--Brad Hundt

February 23, 2009 at 3:53 PM  
Blogger Ellipses said...

Brad... did you go to Poet's corner in westminster abbey?


February 23, 2009 at 3:59 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Yeah. In fact, the three tourist sites I made a point of visiting on each trip were Westminster Abbey, Abbey Road and the British Museum/Library complex.

When you're in Westminster Abbey, you're convinced not only that God exists, but that God is an Englishman. :>

--Brad Hundt

February 23, 2009 at 4:32 PM  
Blogger Ellipses said...

*jealous-er than before

February 23, 2009 at 4:49 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

If I could do anything? Simple -- open a club and start a rock band using all the old friends i used to play with. It would be one helluva band, too. I'd pay them to play and give all the proceeds from admissions, food and drinks to charity. In my spare time, I'd help out at a food bank.

February 23, 2009 at 6:01 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

As my mom used to say, "when you get older, the days go faster." Now that I'm 60, i see that in action every day. It's damn near March already? My advice to the young and old alike, find time for the things you like to do when the chance occurs, no matter your age -- don't expect to do them after you're old enough to have the time.

February 23, 2009 at 6:03 PM  
Anonymous Janice said...

Thanks so much for your support. I am a big fan of this blog, though I usually prefer to remain on the sidelines during discussions. I love your smartassy (is that a word?), common sense views on most subjects. As far as the cancer goes, I'm getting stronger every day and hope to have it whipped by summer. You know what they say about laughter being the best medicine.

Not to venture off topic, but I have to say that story today about the weirdo eating the cat was hysterical. Don't get me wrong, I own and love cats, but it just kept reminding of that saying "there's more than one way to skin a cat." I wonder if that's true? Hmmm...that song "Still Crazy After All These Years," is also ringing in my head

February 28, 2009 at 1:23 PM  

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