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As I drove towards the Starbucks a place of caffeine and wifi joy, but yet tainted with the dread of homework, I kept thinking of my grumbling stomach. Long ago I realized that I am a premadonna study person.  This means that I cannot concentrate on anything worth a cent, unless the coffee was just right, the lighting, the wifi speed, and the body felt comfortable.  needless to say that this is probably is all a subconcious way ton deal with my constant lack of attention and disinterest in anything to do with business school.  So there I was sitting in the long after-work line at the local Subway.  It was feature packed with the over-judgmental elderly folks, the volleyball girls with dangerously low cut shorts, which seem to be the focus of the elderly men.  The poor mother trying to corral her cat-on-crack (AKA kid) ;  to whom I totally I could relate to.   The cougar with her skin tight clothes, her caramel shiny skin, and bleached hair, and her iPhone with her head yammering away,

Thinking about it today. I came to realize that my inherent ADDness does not only come genetically passed down. Or created due to my repetitive 20 year work as an IT professional, but it is what creative intellectuals do to cope with the inherent lack of creative challenges. There are those who create and those who consume. I fortunately or unfortunately am the creative type and sometimes my work does provide a challenge that requires my creative thinking, but most often than not it only offers repetitive mundane yaks that must be stamped out. So in the meantime the brain creates problems or attention getters that really do not need attention at all, like keeping up with the news or Facebook. These are subconsciously implanted as tasks to be completed to make the brain perceive that it has more to do than what is really present. Over time this becomes the nor and things like this be one the norm at home too. You try to sit patiently and listen through your Childs story and you catch y

First and foremost, sorry to all my followers for the delay on my blogposts. But, as you know things are just not the same even when we pretend they are right? Life, family, and all. Anyhow, I have been thinking about my recent need for simplification of life. As we wade through life and think of our goals, that hit iPhone game, the six pack body, the adoration of your children as you do so many things with them, the caress of your wife for all that you sacrifice, and of course the great achievement of your life that history will remember for eternity before your flowers are placed on your gravestone. As we try to believe that we achieve these things every day, we make excuses. Yes, we all do it even though we call it "need". I need an iPhone to keep my life organized. I need a macbook pro to have the right writing tool. I need an iPad to have a more comfortable tool on the go for all those illusionary travels that may someday take. I need more time off from my pr