It's been a while since I've done any of this; and not just posting a blog, but actually sitting down and writing for any solid length of time, with any kind of goal in mind, with any passion and ferver; and you know what internet, I've missed it, and I've missed you, too. I love to write, and quite frankly, I just haven't been doing enough of it lately. And why not? There's always an excuse, isn't there? "I've been too busy at work", or "I've been too tired", or, my personal favorite, "I just can't think of what to write". But however noble the excuse, all it ultimately translates to is nothing getting written, and, consequently, the void created from not doing something you love getting bigger.
But old habits die hard, especially the lazy ones, garnished with a big bow of excuses. So if it's a bad habit that I'm trying to break, it seems logical enough to break it by forming a new one; and that, dear internet, is what you have stumbled upon here: the formation of a new habit. A blog a day; an excuse, if you will, to put phalanges to keyboard, an excuse to actually write something on a daily biases. But what to write about? My interests are wide and varied, and after much (i.e. very little) consideration, that's what I've decided to make this blog about: a collage of myriad interests. But where to begin...
I guess by telling you a bit about myself, or about who I am now, and where my life has currently landed, for the time being at least. I'm a freshly turned 30 year old, working in the care industry. I currently take care of an adult, around the same age as myself, with a developmental disorder. During my time working with him, I've learned a lot about the care industry, and about persons living with developmental disorders in general, and will most certainly be writing more on the subject as I get my thoughts more into focus.
I'm a fan of cinema and television, and when it comes to writing, final draft is my preferred W.P. I've read a lot lately about the impending collapse of the film industry, or at least a collapse of how it stands now, and with the recent string of theatrical bombs of ultra-budget summer block-busters, it would seem like Spielberg's warning is coming right on time. All I'll say on the subject right now is that I don't think we'll see a total collapse of the current system, but I do think that movies from slightly smaller studios, like the one that produced Despicable Me, will guide the world of cinema into a slightly different direction. And as for the state of television, from what I've read of the up-fronts for some of the upcoming shows, on both cable and broadcast, we might be slowly making our way into another golden age of television. I know I'm going to have to defend that statement, and trust me dear internet, I will.
While I don't follow politics with the same passion and dedication I used to, I still keep myself informed. The gentlemen that I provide care and assistance to is somewhat of a news junkie (his favorite station in the car is NPR) and my conversations with him over the past several months has kinda reignited that flame, but I don't plan to make this a copy of my former political blog, so, yay, I guess. I know one of the news stories that has been sucking up the press coverage lately has been the George Zimmerman trial and subsequint acquittal. And while I do have plenty of thoughts on the case, I won't be writing much about it; what can I say that hasn't already been said, ad-nauseum?
I also enjoy science, be it the study of the workings of the human brain, a miniature, yet vast galaxy of its own; or of the galaxy itself, and the small quarks and strings that make it up, and tie it together. I'm curious about how we got here, and not just in an existential since, but an empirical one, too. From whence did the stars that blanket the night time sky come, or the mostly empty sky itself come from, too, for that matter?
And speaking of existentialism, I have done my fare share of wading in the pool of philosophy, mostly in my college days, and while I've come to a place where I find most of the filed of philosophy pompous and way overly pretentious, segregated from anything truly useful in ivory covered towers, I still think back to a few of my favorite works by Sartre or Camus from time to time.
I'm also not opposed to filling some of my daily blogings with fictional stories as well. And besides, what else is fiction than an attempt to make since of the world around us by cutting off chunks of it and surrounding it with narrative. If it was good enough for the ancient Greeks, it's good enough for me.
And that's me, or at least the parts of me that I care to share in this post. The above are some of the subjects I will surely be writing about, but this blog certainly won't be limited to just those things. As for today, I think I'm spent, or at least have said all I can think to say for this post. Be well internet, you and I have a lot of catching up to do...
Cody Hobbs
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