The Good News, I finally finished moving. The Bad News, I got jerked around by my Internet company, I got jerked around by the moving company, two separate boxes exploded during the move, my dresser didn’t survive, my living room looks like a Jenga game writ large, and fought through the above while having the busiest week at work ever, all while my boss and supervisor were away on vacation, leaving me to fend for myself.
But again, the Good News: I’m finished moving! Or that’s what I tell myself at least. If I ever have to move again, I think I’ll just light everything I own on fire. I think that’ll be easier.
Less painful than actually moving.
I know, I know, I haven’t updated my blog in a month. I apologize. In my defence, my life has been as busy as it has ever been.
On June 9th, so last Friday, I officially became a 4th-degree blackbelt in shoriniji-ryu karate. That’s just under 20 years of practice, which culminated in a six-hour grading the weekend before and then a public ceremony and show the week after. I had been training for this moment for months, and all my extra time went to this.
All month, I am in the process of moving. I am leaving my basement apartment in a century-old home and entering a proper dwelling. That is awesome! … except it involves moving, which may be the worst thing ever. I can’t tell which is worse: packing all my things into boxes (and in the process realizing how much crap I have) or unpacking all my things from said boxes. Joy. Anyway, when I wasn’t training for my blackbelt test, I was packing.
At work, my responsibilities have increased … at both jobs. I have been a law clerk for half a year now, and I am given more and more to do. This is fine, but it is added pressure and added training, ontop of the continual steep learning curve inherent in the position. At my other job, as martial arts instructor, I’m technically phasing out, but in the process I need to train my replacements. No one is expected to replace a 4th-degree blackbelt, but all the same I need to pass on as much knowledge and information as I can so the new instructors aren’t just left hanging.
On any given day, I leave my house at 8am and get back after 8pm. I’m averaging a 60-hour work week, and when I’m not working I’m training or packing or trying to find time to sleep. I won’t lie, I’m exhausted, and this blog was the easiest thing to cut. Once July rolls around I’ll have a much more manageable schedule, with all the above over or concluded, and my chess analysis will resume its normal schedule.
Let’s cut straight to the chase: the earth revolved around the sun again, and I’m now another year older. Woo.
I don’t know how old I am. I was born in 1985, so do the math if you really care.
I’ve got absolutely nothing planned, because it’s a Monday. My sister told me she’d physically assault me if I don’t come over for dinner, so there might be a small celebration tonight. More likely she’ll just tease me, because my family is awesome and that’s how we roll. Anyway, another year down, another year stronger. Good job me. Continue reading
Hello world, long time no blog.
I last posted at the beginning of September. Four months, and in those 120 days, approximately everything has changed in my life. For our purposes, though, we only need to know the following: I’m back to blogging, and it’s going to be 95% chess.
I’ll go into the details about why and whatnot in future posts. The least you need to know:
- lots of chess content coming
- I will not be posting everyday like before; most likely once a week
- more analysis, less ‘all talk’ articles
- I plan on annotating every game I played last year
- I may do some YouTube videos (no promises)
In short, I found a new way to publish games to my blog. Rather than use static diagrams and very primitive boards, I figured out how to use ChessBase. This changes everything. A huge part of chess improvements comes from analyzing games, especially your own games, and I plan to do as much of that possible.
I need to revamp my blog, change some sections and formating, so bear with me over the next few weeks. Technical glitches may happen and things may not look pretty … but there’ll be content, and that’s infinitely better than before.
Well, this is it.
Back in June of 2015, I said I would write and publish a new blog post every single day. At first it was only a month, then several months, then a full calendar year. I went over 400 days of writing every single day, with the vast majority being over 1,000 words. It’s been an incredible, almost surreal experience.
And it’s ending now. I will not continue my writing streak through September. Continue reading
I have goals, We all do, I’m sure, but mine are pretty lofty: become a better writer, better fitness, get the splits, run 5k in under 20min, becomes a chess master, and there’s even more than that. Every day I plug away at these goals, trying to inch closer and closer to perfection, to make these dreams a reality.
I don’t know about you, but I dream of dragons.
On the whole, this is a good thing. It’s certainly better than the alternative, where you do nothing and just let the days and weeks and months soar by. The next thing you know you look at the calendar and it’s next year. You’re a year older, a year greyer, but you haven’t moved anywhere. You’re in the same spot, none the better. That thought chills me to the bone, and I resist it as much as I can. Every day is an opportunity, and I want to use it to the best of my abilities.
That’s all well and good, but there are times when I over do it. You can’t go go go all the time without taking the time to stop and smell the roses. That’s what I’m doing right now. I’m taking a break. Continue reading
I wrote some prohpetic words yesteday. I said I’d likely sleep in, work all day, and then not write until after midnight, again. This is true. I didn’t wake up until 9am, very late for me, and I worked most of the day. Just enough to prevent me from writing during the middle of it. It is currenltly 12:30am, so technically the next day, and I’m only now getting around to writing. I couldn’t be much more bang on.
There’s one thing I didn’t envisiion, though, and that changes thing slightly. I assumed that I wouldn’t write because I wouldn’t feel like writing. That’s not true at all. I was 100% ready to write. I had a blank page open and everything, just waiting to put ideas down. I was really feeling it, actually, and I was aboutt o have a great writing session, popping me completely out of my funk. I knew it. I could taste it.
And then my brother walked in and completely changed everything. Continue reading
I started my writing challenge in June 2015. Since then, every single day I have written and published a new blog post. It’s been both tough and easy, depending on the day. I’ve had times when the words just flew across the page, where I was done before I had even started. I liked those days. I also had times where it was an incredible struggle, where I had to use more discipline than I knew I had to finish my day’s quota.
I’ve had good days and bad days. I’ve just never had so many bad days in a row like this session.
I try to write in the morning, to get it out of the way so to speak. I mean, that expression has a negative connotation, which doesn’t really fit here. You eat your vegetables first to get them out of the way, so you have ample room for dessert. This isn’t like that. Rather, I try to write in the morning because I know I’ll have time and energy. At night, after work, it’s far too easy to take the easy way out, to just go to sleep and leave my writing streak stranded.
Over the last five days, I haven’t written in the morning, and I’ve barely kept my streak alive. Continue reading