How many lame-a** posts have begun with those words? Word. Stuttering, trite word. Who am I, Bill Simmons? “What’s with the pop culture reference, Bub?” you might be asking yourself. Or me. But, since I’m not around, it looks like you’re asking yourself.

At any rate, I’m not even so sure this lame title is accurate. I hope to God it is, but hoping never washed the cat when the whiskey ran dry.

Having moved family and job cross country, abandoning the friendly confines of the Big Fruit company (for reasons I’m not entirely clear on, myself, now), I’m finding myself at a crossroads. I work, for the moment, at a startup, in or around Boston. If you were a bartender, and someone asked you to mix a drink of a startup, a young family with a one year old or so, a cross country move, and the spouse working from home when she really enjoys the atmosphere of a good office, you’d probably advise everyone who ordered that that they might want to drink something else, because that’ll cause hair to grow on your chest, you’ll get a screaming headache later that night, nevermind the morning, and you may just wind up going home with the guy and or gal that appears to have far too many teeth for her mouth and will turn out to be, on further inspection, a bust of Alfred E. Neumann the owner of the bar bought in a drunken fit on eBay.

The crossroads is basically three options, times three locations. Err, that’s not right. My math is off. Three options, three locations, not all options available in all three locations. Maybe. Or maybe they are, now that I think of it. One of the three involves the Big Fruit company. Another doesn’t. As does the other. One is technology-related, one isn’t. The three locations are in three vastly different time zones. The time zones are known, the latter two options are not, specifically. Generally, I suppose they are.

At any rate. I may be participating in NaNoWriMo this year. Just wanted to get that out there.

I’ll try and do it on this blog (and possibly Sane, on the Mondays), dumping my thoughts from Tinderbox to the little database we have here on Supertart.

We’ll see.

Just thought you’d like to know.