Surviving the first week of 2005 wasn't too hard... although there are changes afoot in my world that I'm not quite sure I'm ready to handle. Changes in management's direction and directives have everyone uneasy. I may be asked to make a choice in who I answer to - the department I provide support to as a service, or the group who placed me with the department. I'll work it out - I always manage to land on my feet, cat-like as always. As always, my piddly-assed problems pale in comparison to the grand scheme of things - a friend of ours has a wife who is either slipping into dementia in her early sixties or her breast cancer has metastasized and she has a brain tumor. Neither sounds like good news to me. And as if I needed a larger reminder of my global insignificance, the tsunami disaster serves its purpose remarkably well. I can't comprehend the devastation involved, the suffering, the sickness, the hunger, the pain. It overwhelms me. So I do the only thing I can do - pray, and count my many blessings.
There are certain things about Nashville which would drive a Baptist minister to drink - in public. One of these things is the entity known as NES. Whenever NES isn't out butchering trees, apparently they're arbitrarily turning off power to entire city blocks. Granted, we had a storm the other night. Granted, there were a lot of people without power, and there was a transformer damaged. But notifying Vanderbilt 15 minutes after you've already done it that there will be "intermittent" power outages, then leaving the power off for an hour and a half, just doesn't seem Kosher to me. Blakemore is very busy street, as is 21st. I know that the traffic lights on Blakemore between Natchez and 21st were out, no police presence, just reliance that folks driving in Nashville would know to treat the intersections as 4-way stops. Since I swear two-thirds of the population doesn't understand the concept of a 4-way stop, this was a bad idea. Meanwhile, back at the ranc...
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