Streaming Today

Until I looked closely, I would’ve dismissed it as an unproductive morning, and I would’ve felt drained and clunky as I had the past couple of days. There’s been a big cloud over my head. But my father’s home now. I didn’t get up early enough for a run or ride. But I made coffee for us. A page or two of The Daily Stoic. Much better, a chapter of Skin in the Game. Only the Rich are Poisoned: The Preferences of Others. Work this morning was just backlogs on document work and an email or two. I did it in our family room with V. while’s she’s watching a day in the life of two young youtubers, Sekora and Safari. I slack a little bit, scrolling through Strava, Messenger, Linkedin and watch a bike blogger take us through a route South Korea. I discovered how to import annotations from my 8-year-old ebook reader. Breakfast in front of the screen with the daily report, attendance sheets and lesson summaries while Spotify-ing. I take a break and play with V.; we design my room in our Toca World beach house. In the beach front, D. and I were celebrating our wedding anniversary with the people closest to our hearts. Kuya I.’s character was wearing gangster shades. V. and I pretend play, she’s a student, and I’m the teacher. Today’s lesson is "There’s a Wocket in my Pocket" by Dr. Seuss.  I head to the grocery store for supplies and buy lunch, seafood rice in a box. Wash the dishes. Switched the bike rear wheels and mounted the Allez on the trainer.  Zwifted on Makuri Islands, 30.13km in 59m 51s with 3 10-minute sweet spot ramps. V. pops up in the “man cave” (which is really the laundry area) and we dance to the Zwift theme. Bananas and a corned beef sandwich.  Shower, while setting the coffee machine up for today’s second cup. Fill the air cooler with water. Teach three students. Finish document work. I didn’t have to sweat blood for money today. Wash the dishes left in the sink. For a late dinner, I. requests three hotdogs. I cook the hotdogs for him. He's turning into a teenager and I often wish there's more I can do.  I open a can of spicy tuna and crackers for me. I chose between Netflix and HBO Go.  Netflix prevails. Wash a few more dishes. I drink zero alcohol, low sugar “beer” that tastes like carbonated water with hops, fruit and cereal, and paired a very vivid imagination you can think of it as craft beer. A small bag of corn chips. Two, because the bag was so small. At the end of the day, I decided that it was pointless to ask myself if I would have been happy to die today. Today was just dying to be told.

Intellectual Yet Idiot

 Still, an idiot.