Bummer, Aaron...
by Amy Austin on August 11, 2007

I just read your last blog post, and I'm really sorry. I know you said "no reply", but I hope you won't mind my addressing you here in my own blog... so far only seemingly reserved for similarly worrisome topics. I don't have your e-mail and wouldn't put this out on TC, but I am glad for you that it wasn't more serious. God only knows how lucky I've been in a number of accidents now... none of which included the wearing of my seatbelt, and one of which I also fell asleep going about 90 on I-95!

Not making any kind of statement with this (since I, myself, have been guilty of it, too!), but I recently read something along the lines that attempts are being made to create technology that will measure fatigue in much the same way that it can currently measure intoxication... thus, perhaps, paving the way for charges similar to DWI ("DWF"?) -- because it has pretty much the same resulting effects! I honestly don't know what to think about this... but I'm glad that your family hasn't suffered a great loss for it.

Two Replies to Bummer, Aaron...

Jackie Mason | August 12, 2007
[hidden by author request]

Aaron Shurtleff | August 14, 2007
That's why I keep my e-mail address a closely guarded secret! ;)

No, everything's better now, I think. Now my grandmother is trying to kill herself, so it all goes back to normal. :) I appreciate the thought.

Nocturnal e-Musings

Amy Austin counts down the days until... something... Read more »

Now... Where Did I Put That Damn Zen???

Okay... one thing that's always seemed like a great idea in theory, but feels impossible in practice, is meditation. I just cannot quiet my brain... Go »

Exhausted.

I don't remember if I made any mention here (aside from any private messages) about my grandmother's death at the end of April. It was rather sudden/unexpected, given her condition at the time... and, considering all other grief in my life at present, I took it a lot better than I ever thought I would -- I was closer to her than any other member of my family (probably true in both senses, actually). Go »

Must Love Dogs

Someone I know (I guess you could say "a friend") who's been trying to break into politics for the last six months or so (starting with a mayoral race, lol) recently asked me (via Facebook chat) how I was doing (hadn't seen or talked to him in months). This is pretty much how that went: Mayor McCheese: So how's it going? Me: Shitty. Go »

"The Human Condition"

disclaimer: This blog may be totally random -- this may, in fact, be the first and *only* entry in it -- containing, but not limited to, anything/everything/nothing about dreams... A short while ago, I awoke from a strange dream that I think must have been brought on by a combination of posts here, along with another comment read elsewhere about "rumors on the Internet". Dreams, by their very nature, are extremely hard to narrate, but I will try to do so here (thus sparing E from being drafted to listen... Go »

Painful Life = Even More Painful Dreams...

I don't know if I feel quite brave or open enough (a shocking thing for me to say... at least to me, anyway) to share the raw and emotional details of the dream I had this morning, but... suffice it to say that I have enough difficulty trying to get through the heartbreak of my waking hours -- I *don't* need that shit following me to bed when I'm trying to do my best to sleep it off at night!!! Go »

Eureka!

I am still using all of my energy just to recuperate right now and had not intended to share much in the way of details, but now that it's out there... First, my impromptu visit to see Steve and his lovely wife, Brenda. It is certainly never my intent to blindside anyone with an unexpected drop-in visit -- least of all someone I've never met before! Go »