The musings, laughter, anguish, and tears of a Stickman living the life drawn for him by the Artist. "I must learn to serve the Artist first, His pen directs my path. He breathes life into these worn-out sticks, And stickmen will see at last."

About Me

Poor. Student. Firefighter. EMT. Kind. Optimistic. Shy. Dreamer. Fool. Happy.

5.17.2007

So applecare works. Actually I could have stolen this laptop and walked in and had it fixed because they didn't ask for any proof of ownership or warranty anythings. Makes me wonder why I paid the extra $100 for the protection. A burned-out looking, soft speaking, goatee-wielding fellow took my computer from me, typed for a bit, printed out a receipt for nothing and then handed me a new battery. That'll do. While I was waiting I had the chance to take in the walls of products around me and I have to admit - if apple doesn't have the best product, they definitely do a good job of convincing you otherwise. Marketing: A+.

As I work tirelessly at realizing my dream of being a Seattle firefighter, the dreams of others begin to take on new meaning and I begin to worry that they will not be fulfilled. Singing the national anthem at Safeco Field, for example. Not my dream but if a certain someone never realizes that goal I may be more disappointed then them. Want to be on tv? Run Disney? Be a top financial guru guy? The list goes on and I am deciding that I will probably have to start meddling and throwing my not-so-influential weight around to try to help. Dreams are important.

O, I have seen the water now. I spent all day downtown and drove over the 520 and I90 bridges so got lots of quality water time.

1 comment:

me said...

hm. maybe someday. we will see... I miss you Matt.