Breakfast
Haircut
Laundry
Websites | bruceholwerda.com / saraholwerda.com
Reading | Under the Dome / The Designer’s Desktop Manual / More Information Than You Require

What I plan to finish today:

Listening to the Audiobook of The Talisman, as my father and I didn’t get through it all on the way out here.

So here’s what happened recently:

• I landed a (paying) gig with the Change Companies in Carson City, Nevada. C C C C.
• I flew to Michigan to spend Halloween with my best friends Ben Larson and Ben Larson (the female version). It was so worth it. My costume was the best.
• I was bumped off the flight home on Sunday night, and had to spend my evening watching the World Series in a Best Western in Detroit.
• Flew home, finished packing my essentials for the move.
• My dad and I drove across the country. He took a picture of us standing on this salt flat in Utah. I am very enthused. Also I took a picture of this horse I saw. It can jump very high:
• Arrived in Carson, began scouting for apartments immediately. I found one on the north end of town, about four minutes from work.
• My first day at work happened. It was a lot of fun, and I met a lot of new and interesting people, some that I didn’t even meet when I flew out for my interview.
• I got a bank account, and a new cell phone with a Nevada area code. It’s a Droid. I will make a post about this later.
• Today was the last day of my first week at work. Currently I am a key contributor on two large projects and involved in organizing an even larger one. The brain hours I’ve put into this are staggering. I’m even braining on it now, which worries me, but I’m choosing to make sacrifices, even if it means not writing for a while.
  
  Holwerda misses you!

Did you know there’s a whole new group of humans who’ve grown up almost completely with constant access to the internet?

For this new species, screen names have gone by the wayside. I attribute most of this to Facebook. So what happens now is that when people want to post what they think and how they feel and who they’re mad at (and how they choose to be mad at them) they do it for the most part as themselves. A lot of them, like myself, have their own names plastered all over their blogs and everything they do.

Being able to remember a time without the internet I think gives me some kind of perspective. It means I can appreciate just how powerful it is. How powerful? Well, how many times do you think these kids who post their hateful trash think about the fact that every one of these words is going to be archived and fully searchable by future girlfriends/boyfriends, employers (or would-have-beens), and any offspring they might end up responsible for. Imagine being able to Google everything your grandfather ever posted on his Tumblr.

“Gee, Gramps was a terrible human being, and he was proud of it.”

Doesn’t that scare anyone? Forget about fearing the wrath of God, or having to deal with whatever happens after your life is done here, think about this - after you die, don’t you want to be remembered favorably? I know I do.

—————-

In other news, I’m driving across the United States. Currently I find myself in Rawlins, Wyoming, the only town for about a hundred miles in either direction. That’s how Cappy’s, which appears to be the only non-chain restaurant in the immediate area, gets away with serving gluey guacamole and quintuple-refried beans.

Tomorrow I’ll go through Salt Lake City, which should be cool.

Very slim chance I’ll get all the way to Reno tomorrow night, but should be primed for an arrival early on Saturday.

Good night internet. I hope you’re taking care of yourself.