“We mainly burn couches and shoot guns.” – DJ Poverty
This past weekend I spent some time north of Pittsburgh at a slate roofing conference. It’s held at a, for lack of a better word, complex, which is essentially a business / home that has what seems like hundreds of acres of land. It’s not in the middle of nowhere exactly, but it feels like it when you’re there.
The entire weekend I didn’t use a computer, watch a television, and barely used my phone. I’d like to write it was liberating, but I’m not some hippie that feels like human’s should be one with the Earth. Frankly, it was nice to experience for a change, but let’s just say I’m happy it’s only once out of fifty two weeks a year.
This is going to sound stupid, but I missed my football research. My pick em’s were god awful. My bets weren’t well thought out. My line ups were weak. Total throw in the towel week. It’s funny how invested I’m in to some of these menial tasks.
Another issue with weekends like this are a total lack of sleep. I slept from midnight until 3:30am on Thursday night, drove 5+ hours, then stayed up to 1:30am congregating at the conference. I woke up at 8 the next morning and did it again until 2:30. On Sunday I woke up at 7:30am and got back at 1pm for the football games. That was about 15 hours of sleep in a 3 day period. Some people may live off of 5 hours of sleep, but some people aren’t drinking during that process and literally not taking a break from education and talking to people. When I say it was a full effort for the entire weekend, it’s sincere.
So yesterday was the first day back into civilization and it’s hard to get back into the flow. I have bowling league details to work out. A pile of work from the weekend. People to contact. It never ends. I’d like to get off the grid more often, but even off the grid led to more time spent back on the grid. I wish I had some Buddhist point from this post, but I don’t. It’s more of the same stream of thought that ends and then the post ends while I’m ty
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