And now, I again sit down at the end of the day on a Friday, and write a rambling. Yes indeed, my postings seem to have been getting less and less frequent lately. Such is the way of the muse. Sometimes, it comes; sometimes, it goes. I can't even say with any certainty that I have the muse with me right now. But going more than a week without posting a rambling is just... too much.

Word has already around on pseudo-Content Solutions, but I'll just mention here anyway. Yep, I no longer work for a public company. Now, I work for a private company! Because you see, it is no longer hip to be a public company. That fad has long past. Now, a private company is the "in thing" to do. Because you see, I am always "in", and I am always"hip", no matter what I do. I am the essence of cool. Thank you.

The question currently on my mind: Do I go to the club to dance my ass off tonight? Earlier, I would have said yes for sure, since it's been a couple weeks since my last attendance, and I definitely want to get down to the jam of the rock'n'roll. (Wesley Willis is always hip too.)

However, I am now having doubts about this plane, due to the annoying pain that springs up in the back of my neck whenever I bend or move it at certain angles. Damn. It seems to happen every N months or so, and usually goes away in a matter of days. Yesterday, it flared up, and hasn't been so kind as to leave yet. Grrrr. Like the joints are slightly out of alignment or something.

My will today might be great enough that I'll refuse to let it stop me, and go anyway. I'll decide for sure in a bit.

[Bitscape throws on a little Linkin Park.]

The power of the sound is totally doing it for me. Ok, decision made. My neck is feeling slightly better. Honest. In about an hour, I'll be in a little building a few blocks away from downtown Denver. Totally.

:)

But first, a little something I need to get out of the way. Just cause.

As readers with memories with a span greater than a couple months know, this whole "club thing" started as part of an attempt to meet more members of the opposite sex. Since it began with this purpose, evaluating the effectiveness toward said end would seem a reasonable goal. So... has it been effective?

At this point, I would have to say my occassional flirtations with females at the club, though sometimes simultaniously fun and pathetic, are extremely unlikely to lead to any sort of long term relationships. It's just not very conducive. And maybe that's because I suck at the whole thing (very likely, actually). So be it. Life is a learning experience.

It should be noted, however, that I have not given up on said goal. Other alternatives are currently being researched. (How's that for a corporate PR-ish sort of statement?)

So, with that said, some might be wondering, why am I going to the club again, after having concluded that it "isn't working"?

Because it's fun! Duh.

Just wanted to make my purpose clear here.

Wow, does my body listen to me, or what? The pain in my neck has totally cleared up. Almost none left at all. As if on cue. Amazing.

Time to prepare myself. Peace, vultures.