Late Night Inspiration

It's a late night at some family member's house. Everyone is either watching the village idiot on Youtube and the TV y Novelas awards show on Univision. My mind is contemplating a lot of things: go for the promotion? join the military? run away into the Sierras and live a half-assed nomadic life? Nah, just start a blog and hope it doesn't get me into trouble. This moment has been 3 years in the making, and the catalyst was the fact that I couldn't understand what the actors from Triunfo del Amor were saying.

Crashing Down? Sounds crazy, sounds suicidal, sounds like some emo kid writing about middle-class teenage angst. Nope...but history helps here. It's the hook in the song "Sooner or Later" by N.E.R.D. I had to listen to this song on repeat to get me pumped to go to work. No, I'm not a soldier about to hump the Korengal Valley, nor am I working the late shift on a oil rig, nor am I an overpaid athlete about to sit on a bench and earn a ridiculous amount of money. I just work in public education in the fine city of Oakland. You have to get pumped to work in that environment. The drama, the politics, the shit life throws at you dictates that you find some sort of psychological source to prepare in dealing with it all. N.E.R.D. got the adrenaline pumping; this will get rid of the excess.

When I got the job to be an administrator at a middle school, I thought it was a plum gig. Summers off? Paid holidays? Decent neighborhood? $20 co-pays at the doctor? Where...do...I...sign! Over two years into it, I'm ready to fill the Internet with the stories, drama, and musings of an extremely overworked, grossly underpaid, and entirely under-appreciated working man. Here we go...