Sunday, January 17, 2010

Showerheads

As a business traveler I spend a lot of time in hotels, particularly ones that share the name of a rather flighty celebrity.  I've found that I can sleep in most, if not all, beds but it's the showerheads that have become a source of ire.

Let there be no ambiguity: there is no such thing as a massaging shower head, only broken ones.

I've listed the 3 most common types:

1. Pins and Needles - This is the nozzle setting that feels like Elvira, Mistress of the Dark, is clawing your back mercilessly.  Of course, the showerhead is broken and only this setting is available.

2. The Dribbling Sunflower - This is when water is shooting out the back of the showerhead and what comes out the front is a weak stream of lukewarm water forcing you to huddle under its light trickle.

3. ...and my personal favorite: Shoot-You-In-The-Eye-Shoot-You-In-The-Nuts - This sadistic showerhead setting keeps you on your feet by shooting a rapid, alternating stream of water in your left eye and then your crotch and then your left eye. Who thought this was theraputic?

I like to complain.

Neglect

How could something so important fall by the wayside? How I could I neglect something that has been so wonderful to me? Are there so few hours in the day, so few days in a week that I can't dedicate just a small amount of time to it?

Of course, I'm talking about blogging.

I was relatively late to blogging but I find it so much fun. And I like to think that I actually have things to blog about. For example, due to business travel all over the US, I have accrued a handful of funny stories (along with a ton of photos) and met a bunch of really cool people. In truth, it's been both a blessing and a curse. It giveth and it taketh away. I haven't cycled or worked out in months (or blogged for that matter). I've been sharing a condo in Florida for the last couple of months as well and I haven't been able to make the space I occupy mine. It's of course, my own fault. I went off the grid and went "temporal" in my haste to chase my hopes and dreams.

Of course, I didn't know what those hopes and dreams were but I think I have a better idea now. I like the Great Unknown. Not necessarily adventure but forward progress from self-reliance. Complacency scares the hell out of me but I have to find a balance and set down some roots without becoming furniture.

The first step is to get back to the things I love. Get back to things that are rewarding. Like blogging.