Thus Spoke the Windup Bird

The man inspires many, and it is not the first time that I have followed his lead. I decided it was time for some personal release, after reading Sudhir Thomas' blog at coan.blogspot.com. Thomas is a self styled change agent, and like me, part of the Chengkudu Chump Collective. But there shall be other blog spots for that.I live in Ann Arbor, Michigan now. Well, it is coming to about three years here, although I did disappear for 8 months after taking in me first winter here. Tropical paradise it is. You see, when I was doing a two year course here and counting me days to me way out, I could only complain about the weather. It often befuddled and certainly irked me to no comparable measure how much folks talked about the weather in Michigan. And there are not many sunshine hours in a school year here, which means there are constant rants about the bad weather and overblown blessings offered when there is even an iota of sun peering through the sky curtains. SEE! I am doing it myself now...it is just craziness. So, after I signed my long term service committment to the University, I thought about all the wonderful winters, freezing rains and snow days that I would encounter over the next, say, half a decade or so, and decided that there was only one way to go about it. A change in the psyche. The weather is officially my friend now and I refuse to talk about it. I have embraced the cold, thinned my blood and become a resident yeti. And, as you can imagine, the mind is a wonderful, powerful thing. Thus was born: Musings from a Tropical Paradise.