OK, I'll bite

Michael Vick. OK, there, I said it.

The national media barrage is interesting isn't it. NOT!! How do you enjoy the sports press falling all over themselves attempting to defend him and then pull a 180 when it comes out that Vick had executed dogs. Then the lunatics come out of the bushes, the national pundits start to excoriate Vick about what he did, as they should. But to compare him to Hitler, to Stalin, to Mao? How about comparing him to serial rapists and and Charles Manson? I love dogs as much as the next guy but for Christ sake, you are talking about dead dogs versus dead people. If you were to put innocent anonymous people up against innocent anonymous dogs, you are saying that you would prefer the dog's life to the person's life?

This world is crazy.

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More news stuff. Miss Teenage South Carolina. What was she thinking. OK, maybe she wasn't thinking. Poor kid. Maybe we need to give remedial thinking to beauty contestants.

Blacksburg, Virginia

So, I am now in Blacksburg Virginia, starting out on my new job. This is a startup, something I thought I was prepared for, but apparently not because everything needs to be done, we need testing, procedures, equipment, design rules, flow of information, and a million other things. This does not make me feel secure, but then again, that was the intent, to break out and do something different in motors because the old way is not working and the old ways are dying despite all of our best efforts.

To make things worse, I am not all that fond of Blacksburg. Not much Chowhounding opportunities, not a decent bookstroe around, in a college town yet. Not much Chinese culture, and its a red state. I still have confidence in the company and I need to make it all happen, which is what I had intended to do, but it keeps making me second guess my decision.

Mind you I am not about to quit, I am just going through one of my millions of moments of doubt. The work can be so good, and I guess the attraction is the promise of success, but it is so hard to predict the future. Of course not everything is negative here, there are interesting work and there are smart people I work with, and as if right now we have funding so we can do it up right.

I can hack it, I recover pretty quickly, but my poor mom keeps wanting to move somewhere and settling into her old age, meanwhile I am dragging her all over the place. Guilt, what a feeling.