So a friend asked me for a favor today. No I won't tell the friend, and I won't tell the favor, sorry. The point is, I said no. It would have been a nice thing to do, even a more Christian thing to do to say yes, but I said no because it was the right decision for me to make, in order for me to be happy.
See? We are making progress here! Ten years ago I would have just automatically said yes. Now, after experiencing how messed up my life can get when left in the trusted hands of someone else, I don't mess around! lol I do feel bad though, like I am an asshole, but I don't regret my decision.
Tomorrow I am kind of nervous. I am having lunch with an individual who probably qualifies as a true genius. He has like 20+ patents (maybe more) in several different areas. Kind of crazy how I found this guy, so listen close if you want the tips of a professional stalker.
So I went to Google patents and you can search the patent and inventor by zip code. I was just bored and trying to see if anyone in my area has invented anything cool. So I check it out and this guy's name keeps popping up. Like several times. THEN I noticed he has designed stuff for Caterpillar! Seriously? A guy in my town has patents that were used by Caterpillar??? I had to meet this guy. So I take his name and cross reference it with the county auditor website. It turns out this guy lives literally just around the corner from me. So then, for the hell of it, I type his name into Facebook and he has a profile on there.
I was plotting on how I was going to introduce myself without coming across as some psycho. Several scenarios........should I stop by his house and introduce myself? Sometimes I see him walking down my street, should I introduce myself then? Finally, I just decided to send him an intro message on facebook. I wasn't sure he would even get it, because, you know, some people don't even get on there.
Well.........he wrote me back!!! Very cool. So I am excited about doing lunch tomorrow. I might be a musician, but I would much rather meet a brain like him that has really created something that changed the world, rather than so and so rockstar mega musician. I am just kind of intimidated, ya know? It will be great. I just want to pick someone's brain that has accomplished so much. I mean, basically, if I accomplish just a little bit of what he has, I am set. My life is complete. I can die happy. I am just hating the fact that I am 36 and it feels like I haven't even gotten started with anything in my life. UGH! Better late than never though!
Yesterday was a nice lesson in perseverance. I have been wanting to go to the Campus Martius museum in Marietta, Ohio for like six months. I decided Friday night that I was going. Saturday morning I pre-heated the diesel Topaz, did a fluids check, and then I was off. I got to Pickerington and my brakes stopped working. Luckily I was at an easy pulloff area. The brakes still worked a little but not great, so I decided to take her back home.
I went the backroads because the car was acting weird. On the way back, the brakes started working fine. For a second I thought about trying to make the trip again. Then they started acting up again. Finally, I am on Main St., about two blocks from my house, and I hear something rubbing in the back. Like my tire was rubbing??? So I finally make it to the garage and jack up the car. The entire strut tower was broke in that I could push and pull the whole wheel assembly in and out. I am not sure if this was also contributing to the brake issue or not.
So the strut tower rusted...........and I don't have a welder, and to be honest, I am not sure how to correctly fix it. So I will probably get a mobile mechanic over to my place. Most likely in the Spring......the car is low on the priority list right now.
ANYWAY.....my point is that I STILL made it to the museum. I was so glad I did. It was great. I am just really interested in the early surveyors of the Ohio country, and what the land must have looked like before the white man built up stores and streets everywhere. Ohio was just one huge forest. I can only imagine how beautiful, and scary it was back then.
The drive back was beautiful too as I drove along the Muskingum river. It was a great, and tiring Saturday.
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