i want to believe

My blogging enthusiasm has waned significantly lately. Probably mostly because I've been in a foul mood but also because since I moved my blog, nobody really reads it anymore (and I am not jumping to tell people I know about the move). But you know, I shall carry on. Just like Scully says in the new X-Files movie: Don't give up...The X-Files movie bombed at the box office this weekend and also bombed with the critics. But I saw it on Saturday and I actually quite liked it. I loved seeing Mulder and Scully again, and I also thought it was quite a thoughtful story about faith. Sure, it's not a creep-fest and likely won't appeal to anyone who does not already feel a kinship to Mulder and Scully, but for me, it was a wonderful visit with old friends...One of my old friends and coworkers, GT, is retiring next week. I haven't worked with him since 2005, but he was pretty much the one who showed me the ropes when I first started, so I owe much to him (or blame him) for everything I know. It's gonna be extremely weird come the following week when he is no longer part of my work life, but good on him for getting out of there, unlike many foolish people who keep hanging on...You should never hang on too long to something, good or bad. Attachment leads to dependency which in turn leads to weakness. Detachment cleans you of desire and pettiness and neediness...I do however desire and need a good camera to take concert photos. I am looking at the Panasonic Lumix DMC-TZ5 which boasts a 10x optical zoom...And I finally gave in to my desire for the iPhone and ordered it on Thurs from the AT&T store, which has a waiting time of about three weeks. Three weeks of waiting will make me zen and teach me patience, so it's all good...Thursday I also went to see Dr Dao, the optometrist at Costco. He is having me try out Acuvue Oasys lenses for my astigmatism instead of the ProClear Torics I've been using. In case you don't know what astigmatism is, it's not the cut that one gets from getting nailed to the cross...This brings me back to the topic of faith. I am a man of little faith, in myself and in my fellow mankind. I guess that's what happens when your heart gets broken real bad. But sometimes you can't count yourself out, and you can't count other people out. For every run of bad luck, I can probably also cite an instance where faith and goodness wins out. All you really need is a victory here and there to make the fight worth its while. I want to believe this. I do.