Saturday, May 04, 2019

who am I today?

Who I am, my identity, is something I've tried to understand and write about over the years. Clearly, it hasn't been something I've made a priority, as it seems like so many posts start out this exact same way.

So, who am I today?  Well, it's a Saturday.  So I'm a coffee drinker and my Pandora station of the day is Saturday Morning Coffee. With the wife and daughter off seeing the latest Avengers movie, I've been at home with my son.  He's had a chill day of watching acapella groups on YouTube and hanging out outside.  At the moment, he's gone over to visit his grandma, so I've grabbed the laptop, gone out to the patio and thought I'd just write a little bit.  The skies are blue, there's a breeze, the sun is out and the palm trees are rustling and the birds are chirping.  Going to sit down at the table, I scared a squirrel who was hanging out on the table.  Beautiful Southern California day.  I've shaved, gotten some things done off my to do list and also not been stressed out or anxious about all the stuff I think I need to do.  Have knocked a few things off my list that have been there since we moved.  The list will always exceed what I can do, but I'm not going to stress about it.

So, who am I today?  I'm chill.  I'm going to get some stuff done, but I'm not going to make my whole Saturday into a crush of self-imposed busyness.  I'm going to stop eating cookies and banana bread, have some carrots and veggies and drink my water and take my vitamins.  And prepare for the noise that will herald the return of Lori and Ellie so that it doesn't feel like an interruption or disruption to my plans.

Happy weekend, friends!

Wednesday, May 01, 2019

Say My Name


It's always bothered me when people call me "Jim" - it's not my name. 

My dad, also goes by Jim. So when people would call me Jim, it would bug me, but I knew most people wouldn't know this, so I'd just have to be careful and tactful in clarifying my name.

But when someone called me Jim today, it still bothered me. This person, somewhere else on the planet, I'll never meet them in person, saw my post on Social Media, complete with my name, and decided to call me a different name.

Why? It can't be laziness, because then you could use the silly abbreviation Jms.  (Wm. for William makes sense.  Jms. seems silly.)  It wasn't Twitter so there wasn't a character-count.

Is it a sense of familiarity? "Hey, pal of mine, Jim, Jimbo, Jimmy, Jimster, the Jiminator..." Do people think it's endearing? It's not a nickname, it's someone else's name.  I've told you, plain as day on my social profile, my name. You don't make me think we're good buds if you call me by some other name that I haven't told you I go by.  (I love how some languages go with "I am called..." vs "You can call me...")  So.. James... Jamebo... Jamester... the Jamesinator... making copies.  (Who makes copies anymore?)

Autocorrect?  Good heavens, I hope not.  You need to dramatically break that phone in half and throw it in a lake while saying something really cool.  Cue: CSI: Miami scream.

So, yeah, if you're calling me Jim, you're doing it wrong.