Fitter Thoughts

Lucas Update

2006-01-24T11:26:00.000-05:00

The latest picture I have of Luke, Ain't it great!

Juiced in Houston

2005-05-03T07:51:00.000-04:00

I arrived in Houston last night without incident. I'm staying at the airport Marriott, so no rental car is required. Being without wheels is both freeing and confining.

When it's time to hunt and gather I hop on the tram and head to one of the four terminals. Not a bad way to live, if you don't mind paying airport prices. People watching at it's best, being the voyeur that I am.

This will be a week of starched shirts, shined shoes, shaking hands, making small talk, and maybe even taking care of some business. I get my 30 minutes in front of the crowd of 200 tonight. Wish me luck.

long may it wave...

2005-04-27T10:37:00.000-04:00

Babysitting

2005-04-02T00:54:00.000-05:00

Call me the perfect babysitter. Or maybe I should say sitting the perfect baby. Todd, Cassie, and Ashley went to the late movie tonight and I got the babysitting duties. Lucas moved around in his crib a few times, but otherwise slept like a baby. Easy job. I only checked in on him 80 or 90 times to see if he was still breathing. Most of the time I just stared at him and smiled that "alls right with the world" smile.

TGIF or early Saturday morning.

Tennis Anyone?

2005-03-21T05:20:00.000-05:00

Yesterday I played singles/doubles with Lucas, Todd, and Cassie. It was a fabulous way to celebrate the first day of spring. Lucas loved dragging the rackets and chasing the balls. We only hit a few homeruns over the fence and Todd eventually found them all.

The Boston ferns are hanging, the humming bird feeder is up, and the petunias are in the planters. I can feel the sap rising. With the purchase of a few deck chairs, the patio will be ready to welcome the warm weather and outdoor living. I'm ready for lounging at the pool and splashing in the water with Lucas.

Good Friday means a short work week with lots to cram into a small space. After a week on-the-road there's always a backlog waiting on Monday morning. I'll tackle it today with a smile on my face just thinking about my next tennis match. Who knows maybe I'll even get to hold a racket?

Pryor

2005-03-16T07:21:00.000-05:00

I made it to Pryor, OK without incident on Monday afternoon. The only excitement was the final approach to Memphis; it was like riding a roller coaster with a few of the wheels missing. On the drive from Tulsa to Pryor, I realized that Oklahoma looked just like Texas but without the cowboy hats and Mexicans.

Lunch on Tuesday was at an Amish restaurant called the Dutch Bakery. What a wonderful dining experience! The waitresses were in native costume... cotton bonnets, long dresses, white socks, etc. Where do they sell that stuff?

Now I want to be back in Chattanooga, back in the nest. I miss grilling out, Lucas, and all that goes with being at home.

I have lunch scheduled with Ashley during my two hour layover in Memphis on Friday. That makes me smile and know that maybe everything will be OK.

Unfit for Human Consumption

2005-02-28T17:18:00.000-05:00

For the last few days, I've been unfit for human consumption. I've laid on the couch in an unshaven, unbathed, ill tempered state-of-mind. First you freeze, then you sweat, then you do it again. Today has been better (and that's a realitive term).

I managed to make it to work today and was somewhat productive. Feeling like my head was in an echo chamber, I heard things like global release, world-wide appeal, universal acceptance, and you're the man. Nothing made sense. At least I can now say that I'm home and have a 14 oz. ribeye to put on the grill.

Ashley will be home from Memphis this weekend for springbreak. She has that "I'm all grown up" way of showing up only at semester breaks and scheduled vacations. It's good to see, but I miss the "Daddy take me to the mall" days. If it weren't for my kids, I'd be living in a cardboard box under the Walnut Street bridge, waiting for the services and free meal at the rescue mission.

Ramble On!

On Making Lucas Cry...

2005-02-22T16:18:00.000-05:00

Today I left work early, something I never do. The flu symptoms are creeping up my spine, caught in my throat, pounding in my head, and generally making me feel like leftover dog shit. I thought I'd spare my coworkers and isolate myself at home on the couch, hopefully sleeping.

I'd been asleep for a few hours when I heard Lucas (and Cassie) knocking. With the door cracked, I explained the deal and how I'll let 'em know when I think it's safe to hang out again. The whole time Lucas was forming a human wedge, shoving and pushing to get inside. Cassie, struggling to scoop Lucas up in her arms, asked if I needed anything. I said no just some rest and a little time to heal.

As they climbed the stairs to their apartment, I could hear Lucas screaming and crying like I've never heard before. It lasted forever. Later, I called to see if everything was going to be O.K. Sure it'll be alright and soon as Lucas understands why he was rejected from a place that means so much to him (and me). Now I'm lost in thought and don't know what to say except that it hurts.

Not only do I have the flu, but my heart in bleeding...

I love you Luke!

The Knock

2005-02-18T10:44:00.000-05:00

Sitting at my bar last night waiting for the coffee to brew, I heard "the knock". It had been a long hard day and my mind was a thousand miles away. I heard the noise from just a few feet above the floor... soft, sporadic, but very determined. The Lucas knock is a one-and-only, what else would you expect from a 16 month old little boy. My gloomy mood brightened almost immediately.

He had his mom and dad intow and a book titled Trucks in hand. We sat down and read the book from beginning to end and then read it again (it only had 16 pages). From there he went to find the can of tennis balls and his blocks, I really should have more toys. He chewed the plastic top off the can, dumped the tennis balls, then went for the blocks. Playtime in Roger's living room was in full swing.

They didn't stay long, everyone had places to be and things to do. Thanks Lucas, you made my day. Come back soon!

Chinese Take-Out

2005-02-15T17:42:00.000-05:00

Tonight is the night for Chinese soup, borrowed DVD's (thanks Todd), and balancing the books. Chinese is a comfort food for me. Balancing the books doesn't mean the check book or score card, it means taking a few compass readings and plotting a new course from here.

As I take new strides into the unknown, I look at myself in the mirror and wonder just what it is that I see? I work hard, love kids and dogs, am kind hearted, and have the manners of a true "southern gentleman" (if the circumstances present themselves). But... I ain't takin' any crap off of anybody, don't care what you think about me, and am very comfortable with who I am.

The three kids are the most important things in my life, everything else takes a back seat. Sometimes that has cost me dearly, but I wouldn't change a thing, not one. When it's all said and done, I want my kids to know how much I love them, how I have always put them first, and always will (even when they or anybody else doesn't want that or understand why).

So much BS for now, I've got to go pickup the Chinese, it's getting cold.

My Phone Bill

2005-02-09T19:27:00.000-05:00

You wouldn't want my phone bill for today. I talked with or emailed folks from France, Brazil, Russia, India, Denmark, and Mexico City. It's a good thing they could all speak English, 'cause I can only speak Southern (East Tennessee Southern).

Other cultures have different ways of communicating and different points of view. I think my red neck is fading to pink, or maybe rose. Those Indians are way too polite which makes me very, very suspicious.

As a side-line.... My match.com search is progressing nicely, lots of pen pals but no lightning bolts, weak knees, or heart stoppers. I know she's out there somewhere, just don't know who she is, what she is, or what she looks like. Give me a clue, show me the way!

New Photo of Lucas

2005-01-31T09:48:00.000-05:00

A recent picture of Lucas at 15 months old. I'll keep you updated as I get updated.

Home Again (for now)

2005-01-30T17:16:00.000-05:00

I made it back from Parkersburg, WV with all the ice, snow, howling winds, and homesick feelings left behind. It wasn't a bad week, it's just that when I'm on the road I feel like I'm on stage. Work becomes an eight hour performance with no retakes and that can be exhausting.

Not only was I conducting a workshop, but I was teaching someone else to teach the workshop and had a "high roller" auditing as well. After work, I went back to my hotel room every night and struggled to get the new LMS software up and running. I finally nailed the new course offering Thursday night and turned on the switch to make it available globally today. I was initially uncomfortable with the "out sourcing" of the curriculum development process, but am settling in with my new place in the scheme.

Looking into my crystal ball, I think I better plan on more of the above. Maybe next time I'll find a warmer place with room service. Life is good!

Country Road Take Me Home

2005-01-19T18:20:00.000-05:00

West Virginia... country road, take me. I know it's a song ( was it John Denver) but I don't remember all the words. The thoughts are coming through loud and clear. Next week I'll be in Parkersburg WV slippin' and slidin' and doin' the training thing.

I'll spend the week with John, teaching him to teach the workshop so that I don't have to go back to WV in February. This is John's second job, his real job is on Christmas eve and he only works one day a year. He could be my brother.

The grill is heating up so I better close and get the shrimp and corn on the ashes.

Southern Role Model

2005-01-13T18:56:00.000-05:00

Today, we had a practice session for the virtual workshops that I sponsor world wide. We discussed software functionality, diction, speaking into the microphone, muting speakers, and speaking slowly. After thinking about it I asked if I should slow down my speech pattern?

I was told "no", that I was the "role model" for all others. Realize that most of the presenters are Yankees and talk way too.... fast. Most of our target audience have English as a second language. Appreciate who you are and how you speak! For those who English is a 2nd language, Southern is the easiest to understand. I've come to realize that anyone's uniqueness is special.

Enjoy who you are and how you got there! You are special and have a place in the world. Love who you are!

Laptop to Laptop

2005-01-10T19:51:00.000-05:00

Time for the laptop to laptop conversion. I've done it many times before, but this time is even more difficult. No IS support and its one company to another. I hope I don't lose too much data in the process.

More files from the out-sourced company from India to deal with today. You tell 'em and you tell 'em and they understand maybe half of what you say. So sad about the tidal wave that hit their country, but sometimes I wish they would all go to hell.

Server to server conversion to deal with today. 20 pages, 35 emails, 12 phone calls and my to-do list got tossed in the trash before 10 this morning.

The above is only a report of reality, I wouldn't have it any other way.

Time to Leave the Fort

2005-01-05T05:32:00.000-05:00

I've been in hibernation for the last five years, deep inside My Fort with its brick-lined walls. My time has been served, business is taken care of, obligations have been fulfilled, the slate is clean. Now I move forward.

But which way to go? Left, right, North, or South? Doesn't matter as long as I'm headed somewhere other than here (inside My Fort). There's a whole wonderful world out there and I'm about to see it through clear eyes.

Its time to leave the fort!

Christmas Past

2004-12-21T09:58:00.000-05:00

The joys and memories of Christmas past are reflected in the picture below. In the blink of an eye everything changed and then changed again. I'm ready for whatever comes next and I know these kids will provide a thrilling ride. Buckle up and stay tuned.

Has It Been A Year?

2004-12-07T17:12:00.000-05:00

This picture was taken last year at Chattanooga's Grand Illumination. Recognize anyone? Looks like a coffee addict convention.

Where the Hell is Upper Sandusky?

2004-10-12T16:20:00.000-04:00

I've spent most of the day traveling and am now in Upper Sandusky, OH. I'm talking no cell phone access. The phone book isn't thick enough to shim a wobbly table without folding it in half. The strangest part is they way people talk... "Do you want a pop"? No thanks I already have a dad.

For anyone I've talked with after the Tennessee Georgia game, my voice is returning to normal. I've got to quit doing that. One of my neighbors asked me Sunday morning if I was going to be raising hell again today. I told her it was hard to predict, that I just might be. Crank up the surround sound and "Go VOLS"!

An interesting tidbit for the masses. University of Tennessee law professor Glenn Reynolds writes the most visited weblog in the world, according to Wired magazine. Instapundit.com receives more than 100,000 hits a day. Try it you'll like it.

Well at least I brought The Dark Tower books III and IV. Sleeping with the lights on isn't all that bad.

My flight back to Chattanooga is late Thursday night. Then it's up early Friday morning for my long awaited road trip to Mississippi. I now have the means to go anywhere I want whenever I want. If I can just make myself get out of the house... I need to work on that.

Time to "Ramble On".

Lucas at 11 Months

2004-09-13T09:05:00.000-04:00

A nice picture of Lucas at approximately 11 months old. What a kid!

The Summer of 2004

2004-09-08T23:13:00.000-04:00

You may (will) need your magic decoder ring to totally understand what is being said in this blog. Sorry for the cryptic entry but sometimes it is best.

Top 10 for the "Summer of 2004".

1. The fact that there was a "Summer of 2004".

2. Bonaroo (you had to be there to understand, 100,00 were there but they didn't see what I saw).

3. A weekend in Heaven ( Was it a dream?).

4. Two months in hell.

5. A small, (medium) maroon piece of silk as a reminder of what didn't happen (or did it?).

6. New job.

7. New wheels.

8. New outlook (forced or unforced).

9. An understanding of how things work (or don't), how life can be so unpredictable (or predictable).

10. Moving in Mississippi.

My New Wheels

2004-09-03T13:55:00.000-04:00

A reasonable facsimile of my new wheels. Her name is PAM.

Fall is in the Air

2004-08-31T21:19:00.000-04:00

Autumn......

I sense the change of seasons. It is time to turn over a new leaf, watch the leaves change colors and fall, and experience a renewal. It's that time of year. I've seen over half a century of those changes, but this one is special. I'm in a place to see things I ain't ever seen before.

I'm finding me. Not necessarily a pretty sight, but a real image. An image of what I am and what I can be. Like it or not this is me. Hello world!

Time for me to be horizontal. I'll be vertical long before most have even dreamed about tomorrow. I want tomorrow. I want it now!

New Wheels and New Horizons

2004-08-15T08:47:00.000-04:00

I have new wheels sitting outside my apartment and still don't believe it finally happened. And of course I'm leaving town today and won't get to enjoy my 300 Limited (Pimpmobile II) for another week. Time for a (personal, non-business) road trip! I think some folks call it a vacation.

Now it's time to take care of me. I've spent many, many years carrying a sack of bricks that may or may not have been my responsibility. No more! I'm starting with a clean slate, a clear head, a smile on my face, and the potential to accomplish whatever I set out to do.

Those that know me understand the implications of that. Stand back!

Home Again

2004-08-01T21:40:00.000-04:00

It has been a busy 2 weeks. Two weeks of working 10 hour days in Nashville, then a trip to Greenville, MS to help Heather move to her new apartment (it's so cool!). I'm gettin' too old for this shit, but it was fun!

The drive from Nashville to Greenville was only 5 1/2 hours and the drive from Greenville to Chattanooga was done in record time (7 hours). It was worth every minute invested, 'cause of the time I got to spend with Heather (I love her so much). I've even started to heal from the fall on Friday that almost broke my arm (damn flip flops with slick bottoms). I wasn't even drinkin' at the time.

I'm back in Chattanooga now and am glad to be here (there's no place like home). Not that stuff is exactly squared away, but I'm ready to face whatever comes along. I have a new job and lots of unknows tommorrow, but am ready for the challenge.

Whatever others have on their minds (or hearts) is O.K. with me. I've got my shit together and can handle what the world serves up. It's time for me to live my life like today is the last day.

I'm gettin' a new Crysler 300 this week. After driving junk for the last 20 years it's time for me to ride in style. Maybe I'll even get it with a Hemi and a big insurance tab (who gives a shit)?

Life is good 'cause I'm here and am feeling like a real human being. Call me if you want to smile!!

Roger's Rules-of-the-Road

2004-07-26T12:45:00.000-04:00

Time for a few of Roger's rules-of-the-road. These rules will keep you safe both physically and emotionally.

1. Never get caught without your wheels.

2. Never say the 2 words (I do).

3. Never listen to the 3 words (I love you).

4. Never leave an electronic or paper trail (it could haunt you when you least expect it).

5. Always sit with your back to the wall.

Its a New Day

2004-07-22T08:56:00.000-04:00

I'm working in Nashville for the next few weeks and am trying to settle in. The days are long so I'm staying close to the fort at night. Its probably good that I'm consumed by work, 'cause it keeps my mind off of other issues (much closer to home).

The job is changing by the minute, but all is working to my advantage at this time.

From here it looks like a new day with a blue sky with the wind at my back.

A Life to Live

2004-07-14T22:50:00.000-04:00

I have a life to live and I'm going to do it starting today. I've sat on the sidelines long enough. I'm tired of taking care of business, business is taken care of.

For those who want to come along, I offer a 1st class ride. Anyone who wants to stay behind, its been nice knowing you. Those that are scratching their heads (or ass) and wondering what's happening, the bus is leaving the terminal. Either check your bags or step back to make room for others.

No more riding the fence, no more waiting for tomorrow. Today is the day! This isn't a rehearsal, this is real and I'm real.

Dancing in the Rain

2004-07-14T05:54:00.000-04:00

Today I want to dance in the rain. Now if it would only rain. Well if it does rain, drop by and you'll see an old man dancin' in the rain.

Changes are coming at me so fast that I can't digest them all. This would have been a problem in the past, but no more. Bring it on!

Little Pieces

2004-07-07T17:10:00.000-04:00

Do you believe that things can be broken into pieces that are so small that they can't be broken again? I'm not talking on a subatomic level but on a real level that you can see and feel and smell and touch. Something like glass. Break glass into pieces that are so small that they can't be broken again and you have unbreakable glass.

Well, that's how I feel on the inside today. I've been broken into pieces so many times that I'm unbreakable. I may be unbreakable, but today somebody scattered my pieces.

Time to gather up all my little pieces and move on.

A Tribute to Janet

2004-07-01T08:43:00.000-04:00

Today I'm remembering Janet Diane Johnston who was stillborn on 6/30/49. As a child I recall visiting her grave site every year on the day before my birthday. She is buried beneath a heart-shaped bronze marker contained within a heart-shaped hedge. I never understood and it was never talked about. I only knew that she would have been my sister if she had lived.

You changed my life and broke my heart. I love you and miss you Janet.

12 Hour Days

2004-06-30T08:18:00.000-04:00

This week I'm working 12 hour days in Old Hickory. The long days are killers but I'll have a 4 day weekend to celebrate the 4th. With my birthday being on the 1st, it should be a grand weekend.

The work environment is changing by the minute, but the trends are starting to look more favorable. If things work out the way they look today, I'll have a more secure position than I've ever had before.

On the Road Again

2004-06-28T06:23:00.000-04:00

Time for me to journey to Nashville. It will be a few days at Blackstone, seeing old friends, and experiencing "home" one more time. The only problem is... I don't want to go. I want to be in Chattanooga this week!

What is it about Chattanooga? The colors are brighter, the smells are sweeter, and the music has the right resonance. I've been completing projects that had been abandoned long ago and am looking around the corner to see what comes next. It's time to live!

Let It Rain

2004-06-25T08:31:00.000-04:00

Today I want it to rain like never before. I was up last night into the wee hours of the morning and that's when I decided that it should rain, rain, rain... Why? Don't ask.

Bonnaroo - The Aftermath

2004-06-13T21:16:00.000-04:00

After wavering on whether or not to go to almost the last minute (maybe second) I went and had a grand experience (even for an old fart). So here's the top 10 in chronological order (hopefully).

1. Escorting 3 Young Ladies. (Lots of self-imposed pressure but everything worked out O.K.).

2. Swimming in the Creek. (Naked young ladies bathing in the creek while waiting in line to be checked in).

3. The Wine Stop. (3 bottles of wine were purchased and consumed before we entered the site, draw your own conclusions).

4. The Parking Attendant. ( Spent at least an hour sitting and chatting with a cool old couple who turned their traffic locked house into an expense parking lot).

5. Blue Titties. ( Ladies who thought that blue paint was a substitute for a bikini top. There were other colors later, but there's nothing like the first).

6. Bob Dylan. (After sitting in the outskirts of the concert, I decided it would be neat to be front row, center stage and was it so ever cool!).

7. Sharing with Friends. (I needed to be with people and be real, I don't get enough of that. More here, but it can't be shared).

8. Rain. (It was so damn hot that when it rained everyone cheered).

9. Weed. (I didn't join in, believe it or not, but practiced my deep breathing exercises at every opportunity).

10. 3 Guys Find Their Car. ( We had difficulty finding our camp site in the dark the first night but finally found it. The next morning we watched 3 dudes hugging and giving high fives upon finding their car after an all night search).

There's lots more but I can't tell all.

Let's Do Bonnaroo

2004-06-01T12:14:00.000-04:00

Yep, I'm going to Bonnaroo June 11 to 13. Hope to see you there!

Hangin' at the Pool

2004-05-22T16:20:00.000-04:00

Warm weather has arrived, the sun is out, and it's time to hang at the pool. There's nothing like the smells of suntan lotion, chlorine, aloe vera, and tuna. I'm applying the aloe now and thinking about the tuna.

This morning I had the privilege of babysitting Lucas. His mom had some house work to do, so she was close at hand if something went wrong (like a diaper change). If Ashley hadn't been home things might have been different. We walked the apartment complex in a true male Johnston parade. It was great!

We're cooking pasta tonight and watching stolen movies (thanks Heather). The movie marathon includes Clerks, Good Will Hunting, The Banger Sisters, and Shakespeare in Love. Hope I can stay awake for the good ones.

I Feel Like Dancin'

2004-05-20T12:00:00.000-04:00

Back Online

2004-05-19T16:53:00.000-04:00

With all the "company" changes my internet access has been greatly inhibited as of recent. No more, I'm back. When there's a will, there's a way (or a back door).

Now that I know I'm back in business, gotta run... there are wet tents to fold, shelves to build, phone calls to make, etc.

Give Him a Day

2004-05-06T08:41:00.000-04:00

What shall you give to one small boy?
A glamorous game, a tinseled toy?
A Boy Scout knife, a puzzle pack?
A train that runs on some curving track?
No, there's plenty of time for such things yet.
Give him a day for his very own.
Just one small boy and his Dad alone,
A walk in the woods, a romp in the park,
A fishing trip from dawn to dark.
Give him the gift that only you can,
The companionship of his "old man."
Games are outgrown and toys decay,
But he'll never forget
If you give him a day.

The Torchbearer

2004-04-28T15:40:00.000-04:00

This is for all those "Torchbearers" out there and you know who you are.

Circus at the Doctor's Office

2004-04-27T17:18:00.000-04:00

I tried to keep my unwanted appointment with the good Dr. today but found a circus instead of a cure. It went like this....

The group of 3 (1 very sick old lady in wheelchair, dumber daughter, and accompanying nurse) in front of me didn't understand after being told repeatedly that both Drs. have been called out for emergency surgery and would be 2 to 3 hours late. I'm thinking to myself, "reschedule and get the hell out of here."

Group of 3 - "But we have an appointment."

Receptionist - "You can wait or reschedule?"

Group of 3 - "But we have an appointment."

Receptionist - "Maybe you could go get something to eat and come back."

Group of 3 - "We ate before we came."

Receptionist and Group of 3 for the next 10 minutes - "Blah, blah, blah, blah, etc."

By now the line is through the office, out the door, and getting longer in the hall. Receptionist #2 yells over the ridiculous conversation in front of me, "Can I help you". I tell her I have an appointment and would like to reschedule. She asks what I'm there for and I tell her, "To get my prescriptions refilled and that presently, nothing is wrong." She asks what the Rxs are for and I hand her the empty bottles. At least that gets a smile.

Group of 3 - "But we have an appointment."

Receptionist #2 informs me that I can't get the Rxs refilled without an appointment and then starts a lecture on the importance of keeping appointments and on a regular basis. I tell her, "I don't need a lecture and would she please reschedule me." She asks me if I thought I knew more than the doctor and that's when the dam broke.

I told 'em all, "Yes, I know more about Crohn's disease than most doctors because I've been living with it 24/7 for the last 30 years. I don't want this appointment any more than I want another kidney stone, I just need the drugs that keep me from being in the emergency room four times a year. My only goal is to visit the emergency room less often than I have a birthday. Please reschedule me and I'll disappear."

Receptionist #2 - "How would this time next week work for you?"

Me - "That's fine, book it, only next week I'll bring cotton candy and popcorn for the circus."

Group of 3 - "But we have an appointment."

As I walked the gauntlet of waiting victims most wanted to either shake hands, give me a high five, or pat me on the back.

Me - "I shall return. See ya next week, same time same place."

Who Are These People?

2004-04-25T11:04:00.000-04:00

Master Lucas West Johnston

2004-04-24T15:26:00.000-04:00

Corndogs and Danish

2004-04-20T17:52:00.000-04:00

I'm in the same place and at the same conference as I was yesterday. I'll break out of this crystal dungeon tomorrow. Lunch was fun so I'll share an American tale.

My partner seated next to me at lunch was from Denmark. There in the middle of his gourmet chief-prepared meal was a fuckin' corndog. He ate around it at first and then attacked. He tried to fork it but it couldn't be penetrated, he tried his knife but it wouldn't yield to the dull blade. I explained the American method of picking it up buy the wooden stick, dipping it in the mustard, and chewing on the exposed end. He was hesitant at first, but after reassurance from others that I was offering good advise he gave it a whirl.

Feeling rather successful I forgot about my pal until a heard a horrible crunch. He looked at me and said, "you didn't tell be about the damn stick." Did he think the stick was super glued to the end? Corndogs and Danish just don't go together.

The Producers

2004-04-19T17:50:00.000-04:00

Posting from Stone Mountain, GA today. A day of meetings and conferences to be followed by more meetings and conferences. My rental car is parked not be started again until I head home on Wednesday.

I mustered enough courage to attend my first Broadway style play, The Producers, in downtown Atlanta last night. The Mel Brooks twisted humor mixed well the orchestra and all the dancing and singing. The Fox theater was spectacular and the ratio of pretty ladies to little black dresses was almost 1-to-1. It might even be said that I enjoyed every step, joke, poke, and pun. "Keep it gay, keep it gay, keep it gay."

The biggest learning from the experience is that you should never cruise in downtown Atlanta after 11:00 pm with the top down on a convertible. It makes everyone uncomfortable. The street people were staring, the muggers were looking for an opening, and I almost pissed my pants. I wanted that thin sheet of canvas between us and them. Next time I'm riding in a tank.

Right Time and Right Place

2004-04-17T18:49:00.000-04:00

Have you ever felt that it was the right time and that you were in the right place? Well that's how I feel tonight. It's not that everything is perfect, it's just that it feels right. You know what I mean?

I leave for Stone Mountain, Georgia tomorrow for a three day conference. It's a TLM Users conference and all I have to do is show up, no presentation to do, and no pressure from above. I've been invited to see the Producers tomorrow night in Atlanta and I still have mixed emotions about that. I don't handle being a friend very well. Have you ever been a "friend"?

Today was "International First Day at the Pool Day". Nobody else got the message but I knew what day it was and spent my time sunning, reading, and soaking in the surroundings. Got my vitamin D and enough sun to know that I'd been there.

Listening to Pink Floyd now, so everything is kosher. Pink Floyd and Saturday night go together.

Easter Weekend

2004-04-10T20:41:00.000-04:00

I'm enjoying my 3 day weekend more than you'll ever know. I remember those Easter holidays that were filled with little girl dresses, chocolate bunnies, and Easter grass. It is a different time now. A time to move on, but I still think about days gone by. Thanks for the memories!

I think I'll get out tomorrow night. I travel so much that I tend to stay totally at home when I'm in Chattanooga, time for a change. It is Spring and I'm going to take advantage of it. The Lookouts are in town and I'll start with a ballgame outing. Hopefully I won't get kicked out by drinkin' beer in the "family section" again.

Happy Easter to all. Enjoy the holiday and remember the good times.

Door Mats

2004-04-07T05:55:00.000-04:00

Who left the leopard skin footprint-shaped door mat on my patio doorstep? Thanks for the gift, its something I probably won't have bought for myself.

There must be a message there somewhere. Am I a door mat? Does someone want to leave their footprint on me? Do I need leopard skin in my life? No leopard skin for me.... except for those silk boxers I wear when I'm expecting someone to quip, "you're not fartin' through silk". But that's another story we'll get into later.

Thanks for the door mat, I think I'll go wipe my...... feet on it right now.

What's in a Name?

2004-03-31T20:19:00.000-05:00

My job puts me in contact with many nationalities, cultures, races, religions, creeds, etc. It's necessary to be sensitive or "politically correct" as some might say. Today I lost it and so did all the other good ole boys and girls in Chattanooga. We were dealing with Mr. Nitish Dikshit. It wasn't a made up name, his mother or rather his father (I think) gave him that moniker. My advise to Mr. Dikshit would be to invest the few hundred dollars and change the name for himself and all future generations.

A sideline if you will. I've also considered changing my name. I wanted to keep my initials, so I came up with the very appropriate "Rat Damn Johnston". I hear those references all the time anyway so it would be easier if I made it official. I'm now reconsidering and think that Rat Damn Dikshit might be even better. Or maybe Damn Asshole Dikshit so my initials would be DAD. Kinda catchy don't you think?

Lazy Days

2004-03-27T16:19:00.000-05:00

Today has been one of those do nothing days. Ain't life great. I needed a weekend like this to welcome Spring. There's nothing like sittin' by the pool, reading a good novel, and watchin' the world go by.

My new apartment is finally starting to feel like home. It helps having spent the last few weeks in town. That's all about to change. I need to make reservations for 2 weeks in Nashville first thing Monday morning. On the road again.

To all interested persons. The Memphis reservations for 5/8 have been finalized. Two suites for Friday and Saturday night at the Holiday Inn on campus (you've been there before). Should be a special family event that won't be forgotten, and I promise I'll try to behave. Who is the designated driver?

Sippin' Miller Lite

2004-03-20T21:56:00.000-05:00

It's Saturday night and I'm sittin' here sippin' Miller Lite and thinkin' 'bout things. I've experienced lots along the way and have survived most. I'm satisfied that I've done my best.

My latest project is a shelf for my bedroom suite. Oak costs more than it should and the stain and sandpaper were more expensive than I expected. My hands ache from all the hand sanding, but things are really smooth now. I'll stain my first boards tomorrow and probably will have stained hands, arms, etc. for the next few days. I'll be drilling holes and screwing screws soon, I guess that's better than gettin' drilled and gettin' screwed?

Next week I'll put on my sketching hat and try to reproduce the plant process systems that exists in reality but have never been captured on paper. Can I make it universally understandable? I'll draw the systems every way they can be imagined, maybe someone will know what I'm trying to convey.

Another day off (Sunday) is a breath of fresh air, I need more of 'em. The only thing planned for tomorrow is walking Peppie in the PM. We enjoy our times on the boardwalk.

The Pimpmobile

2004-03-16T21:31:00.000-05:00

Tonight I gave the Pimpmobile away, I think. It served me well. And to the new owner, don't forget to drive with that gangster lean and keep some change in your pocket for calling when you need to be rescued. Happy motoring!

I'll be spending Thursday night in Nashville. An ASTD meeting Thursday night, time at Blackstone to chill and say hi to a few old friends, then on to the Sheraton for some well deserved rest. I should be home early Friday morning. Come on weekend.

What's for Dinner?

2004-03-14T17:28:00.000-05:00

I don't want to drive anywhere tonight, so I'm looking in the frig and cabinets for something appetizing for dinner. Does anyone have a recipe for carrots, rice, and peanut butter? Maybe I'll walk to Hardee's and pick from the Angus beef selections, whatever that means. If I could climb the white rail fence between here and there it would be much closer.

I hear sirens outside, every time I hear sirens I start to worry. Where are my kids tonight? One is asleep upstairs (make that two if you count Lucas) and the other two are so far removed that it couldn't be for them. I can't help but worry when I hear those sirens and see those flashing blue lights. Maybe it's a false alarm?

Tomorrow will be virtual workshop day. I have five to host/sponsor in April and am already needing to pick a time convenient to the West coast, Europe, and us regular folks here in the Eastern time zone. Three different webmeeting softwares to choose from and THEY pick the only one I know nothing about. I guess you can conclude that I didn't have a vote on that one. Time to test, try, poke, and prod so I don't make an ass out of myself in front of several hundred people from eight or nine different countries.

Time to climb the fence.

Writing or Blogging?

2004-03-13T19:07:00.000-05:00

Once upon a time I wrote letters, at least once a week to my girls far, far away. I've almost quit. Is blogging a replacement for letters? I think not, there's no substitute for putting pen to the page and sharing personal, but silly thoughts. I must do better.

I'm tired of fixin' cars. The recent body count is 2 for me, 2 for Todd, and 2 for Ashley, that's more than I can handle. Todd and Ashley tolerate it much better than me, guess its my age. I want it to stop. I'll have a new machine soon and hopefully that will slow down the towing bills. I want to cruise, chill, and enjoy the motoring part of America, isn't that part of the dream?

Time to reheat dinner. Time to watch movies and lock the door. Time to read and think.

Finding Old Friends

2004-03-10T21:12:00.000-05:00

When you find old friends it makes you smile. I mean real friends, friends who know things that others will never know. Friends who will always be friends no matter what. Friends who have shared when the chips are down. Friends who care. Hello!

I'm stayin' in the fort tonight and taking care of business, you know, dishes, clothes, cleaning, bills, calls, etc. I'm very much the task master tonight.

My girls are together tonight, in Memphis I hope. I bet they're talkin' 'bout me and comparing notes. Talking about their weird old man and how much of a fruitcake he is. I am and you are, but I love you just the same. Enjoy your Spring break and all that goes with it, it will never come again. Stop and look around, it may never come again.

Brick Walls

2004-03-06T23:18:00.000-05:00

I'm a brick wall kind of guy. I build 'em strong, thick, and high. No portals for peaking, no cracks that might start a fissure. The reasons for such world class masonry can never be shared. At least I have a cause, a reason for being, a need to stack more bricks.

Please don't lie to me. I can handle the facts. I can deal with the truth. Let me make decisions based on reality, not your twisted version of it. I may have been born at night, but not last night.

Eventually, I'll need to publish Roger's rules-of-the-road, rules to keep you safe. Until then I'll list the top two. 1. Never say the 2 words (I Do). 2. Never listen to the 3 words (I Love You), say 'em all you want, but never, never listen.

A.M.

2004-03-04T06:10:00.000-05:00

The early A.M. is when I'm at my best. It's that time now, but my brain is asleep. At least I have a toasted, buttered bagel to dunk in my coffee.

Last night was great. I was very much the domestic with all the shopping, cooking, cleaning...

A small discovery, the best time to shop for groceries is on the way home from work. The best place to hang out is the frozen foods. Why? The clientele is all dressed up, perky, and standing at attention. I salute you now and saluted you then.

Cheap Books

2004-03-02T05:54:00.000-05:00

I sent the two bookstore hounds out last night to search for seven titles. They found three. One for 0.75, one for 0.55, and the other for 0.70, that's a total of 2.00 for three books. I admit these aren't best sellers, but they are what I wanted and needed. I'm addicted to books, could be and has been worse. I have a new source.

Time to learn about virtual workshops. I've been handed five to produce/direct/sponsor next month. First step will be to write idiot proof instructions without offending the idiots. Being politically correct is not one of my virtues (gotta work on that). I'll let you know what transpires.

Work time approaches, so its time for the morning routine, the 3S's if you know what I mean.

What Counts

2004-02-27T23:07:00.000-05:00

Tonight I had an insight into what counts. Family counts. Things are O.K. now, but they haven't been for the last few hours. Thank you Marcia! You are the best!

Who can find a lost person, someone that needs assistance? A high school teacher or the THP? Easy, a high school teacher.

What's the THP doing? Waiting for the next batch of doughnuts and coffee? Trying to figure out whose jurisdiction it is? Trying to get their finger out of their ass? Waiting to bust a drugie? They sure as hell ain't lookin' for folks that need help. SERVE and PROTECT, take it off your doors, remove it from your manual, stop kidding us.

Youngest... I'm glad you're in loving arms now, I want to see you, I need to spend time with you. I'm so happy that you are safe. Come home.....

TGIF

2004-02-27T05:33:00.000-05:00

Its my favorite day of the week and I'm taking it easy. I've tired of pushing, pulling, rushing, struggling, etc. Time to slow down, take some compass reading, and find some nirvana.

Lucas

2004-02-22T20:23:00.000-05:00

Lucas was so cool today. He rolled over for the first time. Every thing I said tonight, he tried to say. Goo goo words with drool. When I was holding him he wanted to look at my mouth and duplicate what he saw and heard. With the first teeth starting to show, mom has decided that bottles mght be a good thing after all. I can't wait to show him UT, Chattanooga, fishin', and pretty girls.

Next week the youngest will be home for a week. I have a week to clean up my act and get the frig stocked. I'll have to sneak around in the A.M. when she's asleep. Guess I better buy ground coffee so she won't have to listen to the grinder at 5:00 A.M.

This week will be concentrated on glass lined equipment, heat exchangers, oxy-fuel cutting and heating, and anything that relates to pipe, Exicting huh? Well it makes me happy and it pays the bills. I can't say that I've got it running down both legs, but I don't dread it. It could be raining and cold with me standing in the middle of it.

Adult Kids

2004-02-21T20:41:00.000-05:00

Adult children are such a different flavor. They either get it or they don't (my sub-classification of the human race). I think my kids get it, not always in a manner I would envision, but as long as they get it (have a clue) I'm O.K. They need ya when they need ya, otherwise stay the hell out of the way.

The weekend is upon us and I'm way into it. Tonight I was the dog walker, or Peppie walked me. We walked the whole boardwalk, enjoy the lake, and checked out the neighborhood. He knows when I'm there and when walkin' is going to be a major event. I have the duties (dog walkin') again tomorrow morning and I'm looking forward to the time. I need some responsibilities, other than work, to keep me sane. Walkin' Peppie fills the bill.

Time to make reservations at the Peabody for the Ole Miss graduation this Spring. Sure hope I get to see the ducks. By the time I get settled in, I'm be walkin' with the ducks (or it'll look like it). I'll need to remember that I'm not dreaming. Others will need to remember that I'm soakin' it all in, am glad to be alive, and that I'm living a fantasy.

Like a Rollin' Stone

2004-02-19T23:08:00.000-05:00

How does it feel to be on your own with no direction home? Are ya laughin' 'bout everybody that's hangin' out? Are ya goin' to the finest schools? Do you want to make a deal? Ya got no secrets to conceal? I've got to quit listening to those Bob Dylan songs. You know he's a poet?

I found a new author, Nelson DeMille. First it was Up Country now its Spencerville then on to The Charm School. What's in a name? Reading keeps me off the streets.

So much for tonight, I need sleep. TGIF.

What Next?

2004-02-18T19:58:00.000-05:00

I'm enjoying being at home, but I know it's time to hit-the-road. I'm talking Maitland, Canada, Chambers Works, NJ, some place in China, Nashville, and Puerto Rico. Who knows what's next?

I need a new HDTV boob tube so I can hide in my room when the girls are home. I need a Weber grill so I can grill that barbecue chicken that I'm so famous for (I think), and I need a new Marauder so I can make the road trips (Memphis and Greenville) that can be so enlightening. Come on Spring time! Where's that sunshine that I can soak up and drink those Mexican beers in?

Better do what's next on the menu and worry about tomorrow tomorrow.

Public Forum

2004-02-17T19:41:00.000-05:00

I know this is a public forum, but I have many private things to say. Shall I be cryptic in a way that I've often been accused?

To the oldest, I say dam'it how in the world are we going to do that, then she shows me how. To the middle, I say speed up, don't you know how important this is, and he says be cool, slow down, and think about it for awhile. To the youngest, I say how can I say it, you stayed with me, you believed in me, you loved me, you are the greatest!

I'm looking for the road home, help me find it. I'm making a place for you, enjoy it. I'm here for you, answer the call.

Lucky Man

2004-02-16T20:09:00.000-05:00

Whether you know about Lou Gehrig's luckiest man alive speech at Yankee Stadium or Emerson, Lake, and Palmer's Lucky Man.... today I am the luckiest man alive.

I have my oldest child in grad school at Ole Miss teaching me about things I thought I could never comprehend, my son with his son, Lucas, a 4 month old little boy who melts my heart every day, and my youngest finding her way at the University of Memphis. Who could dream of more?

There are so many things waiting for me. I hope I can live up to the challenge. I want to do so much and experience it all. I want to see my oldest exceed in ways I could never have dreamed about, I want to see Lucas grow into a little boy, I want to see my youngest reach her potential.

I'll keep you updated. I've got something to share. I've been blessed!

Heart Day

2004-02-14T21:00:00.000-05:00

Where is your heart today? Mine is tucked safely away. Is this just another media event?

My heart day was spent fixin' mufflers, unspottin' potties, and gettin' grounded. No chocolate, no heart shaped boxes, no hugs, and no sweet nothings in the ear. No problem?

Do I have a heart or has it turned to stone? I'm not sure. I'll always believe that there's someone out there who can break the ice, melt the snow.

Do you have long legs, blonde hair, are you a nymph, does your daddy own a liquor store? If you can answer yes to all of the above, please give me a call!

Reflections

2004-02-12T19:48:00.000-05:00

I'm home, that might be the most important thought. Everything else is secondary.

Have I done anything? No. Should I expect anything? No. Have I won the lottery? No. Yet everything is at peace. Where do you find the yen? Where is the bliss? Where is nirvana? Where is Eden?

The most important thing for tonight is finding my guys. No gender applies. Where are you? Answer your phones, return your email, comment on the postings. Where are you?

I love you!

Clean Sheets

2004-02-11T21:03:00.000-05:00

Tonight I have clean sheets. Not sure if you should change them daily, weekly, monthly, or yearly but tonight I have em. Going to sleep like a king. Strip the bed, turn ther knobs, and there they are.

Being away from home so much makes me appreciate the nesting thing and want to take it to the limit. I would share, but only if you promised to go home at a reasonable time. Maybe I should hire a PA.

Otis Phobia

2004-02-11T04:45:00.000-05:00

I have a new phobia I'm calling Otis phobia, others may know it by its more common name... elevator phobia.

Last week after checking in at my temporary residence for the week, I found the lab I would be teaching at, checked out the facilities, and headed back to the hotel. No problem.

After getting on the fancy glass elevator, I noticed it jerked and bounced as I started toward the 2nd floor. Then it stopped. I kept it together until the fire alarm sounded announcing there was a fire in the building, everyone should evacuate immediately, and DO NOT USE THE ELEVATOR. There I stood like an animal on display as all the lucky hotel guests shuffled out. You should have seen the looks on their faces as they stared at me, pointing, and making snide comments under their breath.

Finally the fire department arrived, 10 or 15 minutes later, and pried me out of my glass tomb. It was a false alarm with the only casualty being my nerves. Happy ending.

I took the stairs for the remainder of my stay.

Quote of the Day

2004-02-10T18:26:00.000-05:00

"When you have chosen your part, abide by it, and do not weakly try to reconcile yourself with the world... Adhere to your own act, and congratulate yourself if you have done something strange and extravagant, and broken the monotony of a decorous age."

Emerson

Another Sunday Night

2004-02-08T19:58:00.000-05:00

I made it home, through all the ice, rain, and snow in Philly. Home has never felt so good! Just another Sunday night tryin' to figure out what I'm supposed to be doin'.

Made all the phone calls, washed all the clothes, and ran all the errands. Now what?

Waitin' for Spring.... the flowers, the smells, the warmth, the renewal. A whole new world awaits!

First Post

2004-02-05T16:56:00.000-05:00

Well I finally did it, here's the first post to Fitter Thoughts. Who would have guessed that I'd be in Newark, DE when the mood hit?