Cultural Anthropology PhD Student, Cornell University | Co-Director, Open Publishing Lab @ RIT
[Matt Bernius' Waking Dream]

trying to keep things going

(August 28th, 2002)

Things are slowly get­ting under con­trol. Prob­a­bly the best thing to do would be to take a weeks vaca­tion and just con­cen­trate on get­ting caught up on every­thing, but right now I don’t have that luxary. We’re con­sid­er­ing moving the mar­tial arts school. Which is cool, but I’m trying to find time to make sure that the busi­ness case works. And I’m trying to figure out how I can be sup­port­ive of this with­out being pulled to far in.

down and back I took a stealth trip down to long …

(August 26th, 2002)

down and back

I took a stealth trip down to long island. Thanks to traf­fic on the way down I actu­ally spent less than 12 hours on good old LI. I got there at 4.30pm on Sat­ur­day and left by noon the next day. The occa­sion was a cel­e­bra­tion of a good friends birth­day and house­warm­ing. I also had the chance to cel­e­brate my brother’s Paul’s b-day. That’s some­thing that is sure to get the goat of my other brother Glenn. Glenn’s b-day came before Paul’s and I still have yet to mail out Glenn’s gifts. This can only mean bad things in the com­ments field. In all seri­ous­ness Glenn, your gifts are mail­ing out this week.

In gen­eral, thanks to the play among other things, I’ve been really behind in things like birth­day cel­e­bra­tions. This is one of the rea­sons that I think that I’ve been taking people for granted. I’m trying to get back on the path to appre­ci­at­ing friends and family (or rather let­ting them know that I appre­ci­ate them), but I have a long way to go.

In other news, and I’ll try to not be graphic about this, I think some­one had fallen asleep in the men’s room at kodak.com. Either that person has one hairy breath­ing prob­lem or some­one was snor­ing in a stall. I dunno about you, but that doesn’t seem like the most com­fort­able place to catch some Z’s.

Brief blog There’s one of those catchy t-shirt/mu…

(August 23rd, 2002)

Brief blog

There’s one of those catchy t-shirt/mug phrases that goes some­thing like “of I the things I’ve lost it’s my mind I miss the most.” As of late I keep think­ing of that phrase, but instead of mind, I use free time. It just feels like it’s all gone. The play really knocked me for a loop; so much so, that I’ve still be reluc­tant to write about it. Since then work has really heated up. That’s only been com­pounded by the fact that during the play and imme­di­ately after I wasn’t per­form­ing up to my usual level. So I feel like I’ve got a lot to make up for.

But prob­a­bly the biggest thing is that I’ve been real­iz­ing that I’ve been taking a lot of people for granted and I feel really bad about that. And trying to find the time to even think about how to fix that sit­u­a­tion seems to be beyond me right now.

But while things might seem bleak, there’s a lot of good going on too. Works, while crazy, has been pretty good. Things with Drea have been great. I’ve been making real mar­tial arts progress. And Ben and Jerry’s keeps turn­ing out great fla­vors. I highly recommend:

Apple Crumble ™

Brown Sugar Ice Cream with Cin­na­mon Streusel, Apples & a Caramel Swirl

Brown Sugar Ice Cream! How cool is that???!!

life in the windy city monday night finds me in C…

(August 5th, 2002)

life in the windy city

monday night finds me in Chicago on busi­ness for Kodak. So much for having my life back after the play. Today has been intense. I left Rochester at 6.45 or so to drive to Buf­falo. From there I caught a plane (barely) for Chicago. Almost the entire day has been spent at user test­ing of the new learn­ing con­tent that I’m work­ing on. And now I find myself in a hotel room trying to stay awake long enough to write this.

The play wrapped this week­end. Again, I’ll make no com­ments on it until after Wednes­day night and the cast debrief. I can say that I feel like I’m coming out of a haze. Unfor­tu­nately as part of that I’m just start­ing to real­ize all the things I missed over the last few weeks while I was in “play mode.” And that was only exas­er­bated by the work and per­sonal dead­lines that were crash­ing down around me. One thing is for sure, I’m really going to work not to allow this type of thing to happen again.

Sleep calls and it’s back to Buf­falo tomor­row on a 6.40am flight. Zzzzzzzz

a momentary interruption the play opened last nig…

(August 1st, 2002)

a momen­tary interruption

the play opened last night. Have a lot to write about it. But that will have to wait until after next Wednes­day. Why, I don’t want to dis­cuss it prior to the cast & crew debrief. But I will say that we were pleas­antly sur­prised to see we had 25 people there last night.

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