Archive - Dec 2007
2007, the year that wasn’t. At least it feels, in many ways, that way to me. I’ve gone back and looked at the year. I wrote over 4,500 emails during 2007. I wrote 572 blog posts, totaling over 270,000 words. Over 2,000 people a month read something out of my blog.
I wrote my first draft of my first novel, adding another 50,000 words to the total. I went to Washington to blog about the Libby trial. I wrote extensively about the Avery Doninger trial. I went to the National Conference of State Legislatures and wrote about their annual conference. I wrote about various marketing conferences. I wrote about Second Life, and especially the developing financial markets.
Yet in the end, I find myself in a small rented house on the verge of bankruptcy without having made any discernable difference during 2007. The words of the prophet comes back to me, “I have seen all the things that are done under the sun; all of them are meaningless, a chasing after the wind.”
I know I’ve written other posts recently that are not all that upbeat. I don’t want to drive people away by being a downer. Nor, am I looking for sympathy. Yet I also feel that I should write about things as I see them and I can’t seem to find my rose colored glasses right now.
As I watch stock trading in Second Life, I like to pay close attention to who some of the large stock holders are, and what they are doing. When looked at on a day-to-day basis, the information isn’t often all that interesting. Marc Attenborough has bought an additional thousand shares of INC. Maelstrom Baphomet has bought 500 more shares of DGD and Skip Oceanlane has sold 3,000 shares of ITA.
Sometimes, however, larger shifts are noticeable. For example, Patrickj Ah recently sold 50,000 shares of AVC. Stryker Yoshikawa bought 27,890 shares and Monkey Canning bought 44,000 shares. This caused me to take a closer look at the major holders of AVC.
At church today, Father Peter spoke about his phone call with Evelyn. Evelyn is a priest from Kenya that has often visited our church. She is back in Kenya, as things are getting a bit dicey there. She is in western Kenya and her family is in Nairobi.
For those who haven’t been following politics in Kenya, they recently had a presidential election. In what is being reported as a very close election, the incumbent President Mwai Kibaki narrowly defeated Raila Odinga in an election that the New York Times calls “deeply flawed”.
Peter said that Evelyn and her family are currently safe, but things seem to be worsening in Kenya since Church this morning. After church, we went to Kim’s parents house. I went online to get more news about Kenya.
Fred Lemieux was my uncle. This morning, I got a phone call from my mother. Uncle Fred has died. Uncle Fred was my mother’s sister’s husband. I’m not sure how old he was, but I’m going to guess he was in his 80s. My understanding is that both he and my Aunt Susie have been fairly ill, so this didn’t come as a great surprise. The wake will be Wednesday and the funeral Thursday. I’ve spent some time figuring out my travel plans. It isn’t all that far from where we live, but I have to figure out how to juggle everyone’s schedule.
When I was young, we would see Fred and Susie and their kids a few times a year. My mother was the youngest of seven kids. Susie was the next youngest, so Fred and Susie and their family had the cousins that we closest in age. When my grandparents grew too old to live by themselves, they moved in with Fred and Susie. My memories of the visits are vague. There was a mulberry tree and we would eat mulberries. There were large bamboo stocks. They lived on a long road and we would walk or ride bikes. There was an old house behind the main house which is where my grandparents initially lived when they moved down there. Later, they moved into the main house as their health declined.
I remember that the TV was usually on in one room or another, that many of my relatives smoked and that there was an endless supply of food. I believe it has been thirty years since my grandparents died, one soon after the other and I can’t remember the last time I was at Fred and Susie’s.
My daughter Fiona asks the hard questions every six year old asks. John Edwards is the only candidate addressing these hard questions.
(Hat tip To CarolinaGirl for the clip of Sen. Edwards at the end.)