New Job and other stuff

I arrived in Atlanta yesterday to begin training for my new job which, coincidentally, began yesterday. The folks I've met so far have been great and I think I'm going to like the new company. I'll be doing a lot of traveling over the next few weeks as I continue to train and meet people. Next week I will fly to Miami and then drive back to STL in my company truck. It's a long trip, but I'm getting paid for it, plus picking up a sweet perk.

The family is well, but we're all ready for Spring to actually arrive and stick around for a while. It's been a lousy winter in the Midwest; which, combined with being back in the South is making me more homesick than ever.

I read today that Dr. Phil isn't quite what everybody thought he was and that all the tweeners' parents are up in arms because Miley Cyrus bared her back in a magazine photo. I have a small bit of advice for these folks (who are, by the way, representative of all the groups, people, fanatics who get pissed off when their creations turn out to be just like them--human): GET OVER IT! How can you possibly take yourselves that seriously (which, in case you didn't get the obvious inference, is way too seriously) when your frenzied attention and voyeuristic mania toward any celebrity drives the machine that leads to these things in the first place. How can you possibly expect other people--especially 15 year olds--to live up to ideals that you can't live up to. I don't claim that I can live up to them--never did. But I'm not the one beating my breast and rending my robes about stupid crap that doesn't matter--at least not right now. And I'll bet you my next 6 months salary that not one of you utters a word if Miley shows up in a photo in some teen mag that shows her hanging out with her pals in a two piece bathing suit (again, for those who have no grasp of the obvious, she would be showing a hell of a lot more skin than she did in the Vanity Fair pic). In fact, my guess is that most of you with daughters have bought them two piece suits, many of which leave very little to the imagination. It's all like some guy who builds a giant crap making machine and then gets mad as hell when he ends up with crap all over himself. How many folks who are so overwrought with Miley leave your kids at home unsupervised with a computer and a high speed internet connection (I'm not even going to explain that one to you. If you don't get that one it's hopeless).

I can't believe how angry this makes me. Get over yourselves. Stop idolizing human beings. Stop being freaked out and stupid when humans act like humans.

Aargh.