September 11th, 2017

Hurricane Irma has come and gone. We spent our Friday setting up sand bags at our back door and securing our grill closer indoors. Sarah and I then settled in for the evening. The air was nice and cool, there was a soft breeze, you’d hardly notice there was a category 4 hurricane headed your way.

Saturday, we did what two home bodies would do, we slept in, watched some TV, I played some Destiny 2, and cooked some of our perishable food. Irma was just starting to make landfall in Florida, still category 4.

Sunday morning, I woke up around 6am for no apparent reason. I then booted up my MacBook Pro and set up a weather stream. I had a camera facing out our window with a current weather radar showing the area, the local weather conditions, and the reported conditions of Irma. The stream lasted a whole 11 hours before we finally lost power. After getting the stream running, I played a little more Destiny 2 (by the way, I’m really enjoying it, I might go into more detail at some point). It had been alternating between raining very lightly a little heavily all day, and eventually we had the idea to take a nap. Finally, around 8pm, the power went out. By 10pm, we made our way out to our front porch and watched the storm with our neighbor and his dad. We even got to watch green flashes of light illuminate the sky every time lightning struck electrical equipment. It was very twilight-zone-y. By about midnight, I was feeling tired again, so we had made a go at going back to sleep.

It’s really difficult to sleep in complete silence. Especially when you’re used to having some form of white noise. The howl of the wind, and the noises from the dogs kept me up and down all night. Around 2am, I finally was completely asleep. Then again, 5am rolled around, and I was wide awake again. It was quiet, too quiet. We were in the eye. Naturally, I got up, got dressed, and went outside to check it out.

Eventually, we got back to sleep with the peace of knowing what our neighborhood looked like. Around noon we got out of bed and moseyed the dogs outside for another walk. On our way back to the house, we noticed that one of the houses had a light on outside. Then, people started popping out of their houses to exclaim “WE’VE GOT POWER!”

Due to all the damage outside our little neighborhood, neither of us really have work tomorrow, still. I hope everyone is safe and doing well.

August 10th 2017

Hey. What’s up? How’s things going for you? I’m alright. Pretty sure I’m about to make a fool of myself at work, but whatever. 


I’m currently working on the Frankenstein’s Monster project that is Attack of the Beards. The future of Attack of the Beards will be as a podcast/vidcast/vlog/broadcast network. Initially, I think we’ll be focusing on getting content out, rather than focusing super hard on making everything perfect right out of the gate. This isn’t my normal approach, buuuuuttttt, baby steps, you know. 

Currently, I have five shows that the Network will probably feature, granted their pilots turn out well, and their feasibility is high as far as production time is concerned, we’ll move on with them. I’m keeping five more shows in my back pocket for the time being, one of which will probably never get made, since it literally has “asshole” in the title. 

Either way. This weekend, I’m going to turn the Patreon back on, and I’m going to finish up writing the formats for the shows, so that we have a template for how the shows will flow. I should probably actually finish writing the business plan, but, I’m not sure if I’m going to kickstart this or just stick to Patreon. 

We’ll see. My neck and head are completely relaxed. 

August 9th, 2017

My mind is relaxed. My mind is relaxed. My mind is COMPLETELY relaxed. 


Today marked the sixth year that I’ve been driving a Civic. I’ve driven over 115,000 miles in it, which adds up to about 19,000 miles every year, or about 52 miles every day. Which is fairly accurate, except when I solely worked from home, and wouldn’t leave for weeks at a time, but driving about 100 miles every day, now, is balancing it out. 


It’s almost silly thinking about it now, but my first instinct when I got it home was to bring out some work lights and photograph it. It’s almost as if I’ve always loved photographing automobiles, even when I wasn’t as good at it as I am now. Overall, though, this car means a lot to me. 


The purchasing of this car signifies a massive turn in my life. I had been out of what my close friends call the worst relationship (to be fair: both parties were equally awful… kids, am I right?) I’ve ever been in for a while, and had just about to swear off ever trying to date ever again. Shortly after making my mind up on that, of course, Sarah and I started dating. I guess you could say that my buying the Civic symbolized me moving into adulthood. 


Over the years, of course, this simple car has been run ragged. It’s the fastest car I’ve ever had, and it is driven as such, on and off road. I can count on one hand the number of times it’s been airborne. It’s gotten high-centered on a mid trail. And it’s been bounced around enough to the point where the front skid plate started to fall off and needed to be ripped off the car on the side of the road. 


We’ve driven to Atlanta on a whim and have been all the way to North Carolina, and that will definitely not be the last trip for it. 


I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again and again. This Civic is more than a car, more than a friend. I love it, and wouldn’t give it up for anything. Except maybe a blue F-150… 

August 8th, 2017

I just did my meditation for the evening, put on Cowboy Bebop, and turned out the lights, so I’m going to keep this brief. 

Still nothing new happening on our property. As I drive by other houses that are being built, and seeing how fast they’re going up, I wish things were moving along much quicker. Who knows, maybe we will get in there before Christmas. 

Part of me wants to just take a vacation and forget about everything, but it looks like we won’t be able to get away this year at all, which is fine, I guess. 

I dunno, I suppose I have a lot of hopes and dreams, and  I just need to figure out what I need to see then through. Part of me thinks it’s more energy, but I think the only remedy for that would be to somehow get rid of my depression, but at that same time, part of me feels as though I’m inspired or driven by my depression to be better, which fails in the end, because I just screw things up, and I just feel like an idiot. 

Either way, I’m wanting to be a better content creator, a better artist, a better photographer, a better person, and if I don’t do something, I’m just going to stay at the bottom of each of those lists forever. 

That’s all for tonight. Maybe help my sense of self-worth by liking Net Nothing Media on Facebook and following on Instagram

I appreciate each and every one of you.

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