Showering insights

I always think of weird stuff when I shower. The process is a 4 step one.

1. Wash Body
2. Wash Hair
3. Shave face
4. Rinse.

The tools of this process actually are pertinent for the post.

I use Dial. It's clean; produces a nice lather; rinses clean easily; and has a fresh smell that isn't too fru fru.

Tea Tree shampoo. If you haven't used this... it's powerful. If your hair could feel sensations, this flavor of shampoo would do it.
Like peppermint for the scalp.
If you're a GUY, you'll love it.

Edge Gel (latest purchase was the Edge Free with no added scents, colors, etc.). Edge just is a better shave. The dye free, fragerence free version has a very plain smell. It's almost like parafin or wax. The smell of sealing wax your mom uses when she makes homemade jelly or really cheap chocolate (which is really just parafin and food coloring--Think generic M&Ms or novelty chocolate bars that really don't have a smell like chocolate, but still smell like something).

My insight. (and why you should be glad I don't blog after the shower more often):
After washing my hair and shaving ...I noticed that my head smells like... Thin Mints.

I suck at blogging.

Word of the Day

I'm not a genuis. I test well, but when I think about everything I don't know--well, there's a lot of it. I KNOW a lot of smart people. Jeb is the guy that knows stuff both useful and not. When we were in High School, we were on the academic team together, and in college I would call him at 3 a.m. asking how to spell a word for a paper I was writing. He has a PhD and an amazing vocabulary. I have neither, so maybe that's why I'm always coming across words that just rock my world. My biz partner is on the board of directors for a fledgling non-profit artist colony that's forming in Dallas. The board president is a local journalist and in her bio she had a line with a word that just hit me like that. "...she aspires to inspire English majors and dilettantes everywhere."

I had to look it up.

dil‧et‧tante:

1.	a person who takes up an art, activity, or subject merely for amusement, esp. in a desultory or superficial way; dabbler.

2.	a lover of an art or science, esp. of a fine art.

It's a great word! It may sound a bit superficial to say "dabble," but... isn't that still a great thing? I look around at people and wonder how many of them that I pass on the street might be dilettantes?

The world is so fast and chaotic, it seems like no one has time to indulge in art or science purely for amusement. Maybe it's a change in our definition of amusement... and XBox and TiVo are arts now? Is the Renaissance Man a lost concept? Maybe my perception is skewed because of my profession, but then I also wonder how many kids actually still watch NOVA on Sunday afternoons? and how many teenagers may meditate with the pen or sketch in a moleskin. I think the internet is great... but I wonder about the dilettantes in the next generation?

Two paths...

It occurs to me that I'm a blogging failure. I think it's because I have unrealistic expectations for my blogs. I have drafted a couple blogs but can't seem to finish them--they seem to fall short of my expection for asounding insight.
It seems that blogging can take two paths.

1. insight and genuis, but rarely updated
2. short commentary, updated often

Clearly I suck at #1. So we'll try #2.

We'll see if I can blog as often as I make it to the gym.
This is when a nagging wife would be useful.

Procrastination...

So I've been threatened with banishment if I don't update this blog.
HONESTLY, I have 3 posts in "draft." Two are about the economics of urban design and parking based on a free market system and a third on midgets. Urban design is a passion of mine... and I have many theories on what would work better than what we have now--and midgets, well midgets are just inherently funny. No offense to the little people.

Okay, that's the tease. I went to work at 1.30a and it's 8p now, so I'm going to go crash for the night before heading to NYC in the morning.

G'night and g'luck.

B.

The Shower

Why do all the cool ideas I want to capture on this blog occur to me in the middle of my morning shower?

Convenience?

The Beginning of Chaos

I don't know why I'm starting this... I know going into it that I'm not going to be good about keeping this up.
Okay, I DO know why I'm starting this... peer pressure, guilt, and angst.

• Peer pressure because I just got another link from a friend who has started a Blog.
• Guilt because I secretely read about 4 of these a day.
• Angst because I need to stop bitching about stuff out load and annoying the people around me.

Hopefully I can actually be insightful with this, but I'll shoot for keeping my grammar above an elementary school level.

Organized Chaos has been my fanatasy football team's name for the last 12 years. It's also a pretty accurate description of my life and especially my desk. I've got this delusional idea that I have a handle on things and that I might be making progress towards something. I'll have to get back to you on WHAT I'm making progress towards. Sometimes putting a name on a goal is HARDER than making progress towards that goal.