El dios de las manzanas

Today my iMac came via FedEx Express. I followed the 16.3 kg box from Shanghai to Anchorage to Indianapolis to Memphis to Las Vegas to Cedar City.
As you might understand I was a bit excited to unveil my newest addition.
I have been an Apple fan for a few years (thanks to my little big brother Adrian) and will never stop. It is a true conversion. If it is not treading on blasphemy too much, I have a true testimony of Macintosh. My iMac boasts 4 GB RAM, 24" display, 1 TB of Hard drive, iLife '08, and one of those amazing little keyboards that are literally wafer-thin.
My lovely wife was present at the "unboxing" and took a few snapshots that will hitherto be posted on this very blog. Of course, she realizes that she does have some competition in the house. All joking aside, we are both very happy to have the iMac.

In other news:
We moved into a townhome on the southside of Cedar City. We are still renting, because we don't plan on being here too long. Jaynann will soon be graduating and we will want to get her to graduate school in her profession which is Wig Design and Build. She is very talented at it and has been offered several jobs in Las Vegas (doing Cirque du Soleil at the Mirage) and New York (doing some off-Broadway or Broadway show).

Anywho.

Thanks for listening.

2 AM and nothing better to do.

It's now two AM and I am bothered by the inability to sleep. I was laying down for about an hour and nothing was happening. I tried listening to music but to no avail.
I did have somewhat of a concern for those who participate in these proceedings: blogs.
Why is this the new medium for communication? Why is it so compelling to post thoughts and emotions on a web page so that intimacies are no longer such?
I realize that much of the material is legitimate but I am embarrassed for those who spend their time here instead of other activities that may prove more fruitful.

I also realized that things change once you get in college. Or marry. I thought that my friends in high school would be friends forever... Only to understand that it was just that: High School. Things are never the same. The constant is family. That is something that will never change (except in the case of mine and countless others' it changed for the best).

I am not an idealist. I consider myself a realist, if they will have me.

To those who may read this: I am not upset or have negative feelings towards anyone. I have just come to understand some truths.

I know I am becoming that which I left when I quit myspace, but bottoms up!