Procrastination Nation

One week from today I'll be on the road, life in L.A. in my rearview mirror, adventure and the unknown spread out before my windshield like, well, something that's all spread out. I've got so much to do before I'm ready to go, but then again I've got plenty of time to do it. Sitting here writing this is fulfilling two goals: updating my blog and helping me procrastinate from packing up all my stuff. At most, packing and moving should be a two day job, but knowing me, I'll spread it out over the next week. I've always been a last minute kind of guy, something I've been trying to change about myself - but that's something I'll probably change at the last minute as well.

I've officially been unemployed for a week now, and while it's nice, I think I'd go crazy if I had nothing to do all the time. I watch things, like Bush's speech on immigration today, I can't help but think what cuts I'd want to use if I was producing a radio show. Things happen, like Whitehouse Press Secretary Scott McClellan stepping down last week, and I think about how I'd want to spin it (and by the way, if you're wondering my take on that, and I know you are, it's this: if I were Bush, I'd never let McClellan resign. He's just what you'd want in a press secretary. He's stumbles and bumbles, he's gets flustered and combative with the press, he's perfect. You don't want a guy who's flashy and slick and the smartest guy in the room, like Ari Fleischer was. You want a guy who the press will focus on and beat up so as to try and take the heat off the President. McClellan was the perfect decoy; the press spent so much of their time jawing with him over bullshit (yes David Gregory, I'm looking in your direction) that it distracted them from the real stuff. Too bad the Whitehouse didn't ask me for my opinion).

I've also started to wonder if I was only interested in this crap because it was my job, or because it's something I really care about. Over the past week, I haven't been following current events as closely as I used to, and I feel that over time, I'm going to start to care less and less. That makes me a little sad, because I already feel like not enough people pay attention to what's going on, and that's what allows those in power to easily be able to pull fast ones...but at them same time, who really cares about what happened during Schwarzenegger and Bush's meeting on California levee preparedness? In four months, we'll see what my level of interest is. If I still care about knowing what's going on and helping to inform other people, then maybe I should stay in radio or some form of communications. If on the other hand I find being a hermit has given me some sort of clarity that could only be found by emptying my head of the mundane bullshit that used to fill it, then I'll go herd goats and make delicious cheese from their milk.

Right now, though, what I care about most is stopping this packing chore from weighing on my mind, so I'm going to start on the road towards changing my bad habits by getting off my ass and getting it done. Dr. Phil would be proud. Or I could sit here and watch Rounders for the second time today. All right mom, I can hear you from here. I'll go pack.

Fact of the Day: I haven't shaved in a week.