40.

Hello.  I’m 40 now.  Yes, 40 years old.

How is it? About the same as 35.  I was actually in Tokyo for my 40th birthday and had a bit of an emotional meltdown.  Perhaps it was the jet lag combined with the thought of getting older, who knows.

I did think of my father, who I haven’t seen or spoken with in several years.  That tends to mess with your head quite a bit.  My brother says to let it go but it’s easier said than done.  I remember listening to Dana Carvey on Marc Maron’s WTF Podcast and he talked a lot about his father issues.  Dana Carvey! One of the most respected SNL members of all time is still dealing with father issues well past 40 years old.  I guess it never ends.

My back also hurts.  Sitting in a cubicle and counting minutes down. You don’t get those back.

Robots Will Kill Us All.

Robots are going to kill us.  I’m serious.  Laugh while you can but it’s going to happen.

In the last few years the number of movies, television shows, and even video games about the human nature of robots has been numerous.

Ex Machina, Black Mirror, Human, Westworld, I, Robot, Fallout 4, The Matrix, and even the Terminator series to name a few.

Even Stephen Hawking fears that robots will take over one day.    Yes, Stephen Hawking believes that.

Technology continues to advance and it only stands to reason that Artificial Intelligence is going to evolve into something new.  In 2015 a robot passed the ‘self awareness’ test, which only spells impending doom for humanity.  Well maybe that’s a bit of a stretch but it’s still a point in that direction.

I’d advise you to start watching movies and figure out how the humans win the battle.   Or maybe just move off the grid and watch the world burn from a safe distance.   Just be happy with the thought that in most movies, the humans do end up winning but it generally takes time.  Now let me get back to my iPhone, I have tweets to send out.

2017 is here.

2017 is here. Will it bring anything new?

I’m working on making myself a better person but that’s a constant struggle.  This year I want to work on my dependency on Social Media.  I’m way to dialed into Social Media and this year, I’m going to do less.  That means just using Twitter for my podcast, Blame Your Brother.  I’m also turning off notifications for Twitter, so I’m not addicted to the constant notifications coming through my phone.

We shall see how this goes.  Wish me well.

 

What’s In A Name? (Apparently Everything)

Thinking of a name for a new show is killing me.

So I’m starting a new podcast and it seems the hardest part is coming up with a NAME! I need it to be something that describes the show in some small detail, is actually available on social media sites, and has a nice ring to it at the same time.

So here is a list of a few names suggested by others and some I have been writing down as they arrive in my brain.

Under Scrutiny
Podcast Nation Altercation
Age of Discourse
Almost Angry
Accidents on the Airwaves
Dead end discussion
Civil Disobedience
Certainly Confused
Broken Broadcast
Disorderly Distractions
Mostly Misadventures
Post Prime PopStars
Disposable Dialogue
We Talk, You Listen
Polite Company
Random Ramblings

My brain will literally not stop thinking about a name. I am like that though, once a thought invades my brain, I can’t get rid of it until I feel resolved about the matter. So a tad bit obsessive compulsive in that regard.

Do you have an Awesome Amazing Super name? Then email me, davidbrewington@gmail.com and let me know it!

4th of July.

Been busy these last few weeks.   Apparently too busy to write on this blog and I apologize for this.  Here’s a video of me and my boys enjoying the 4th of July Holiday.  Enjoy it and I’ll be writing more soon.

The Art of Loneliness

Thoughts while camping with a group of strangers this weekend, with that eerie feeling of sitting in a crowd of hundreds of people and feeling like the loneliest man on Earth.

…Ground Control to Major Tom. Ground control to Major Tom. Take you protein pills and put your helmet on.

I think a lot. It could be about what I’m having for lunch to the eventual end of my life.   I generally have these conversations with myself and not an audience. This is the art of being lonely. Not trusting others enough to engage in any thoughts that escape your brain. Isn’t it odd that we don’t even control idle thoughts but feel embarrassed by them.

People talk to me daily. People that record podcasts and put them out in the world talk to me through my earbuds. I’m maintaining relationships with people I don’t even know.  Although I try to have conversations with real people, most of the time it’s trivial.   I’m good at listening but sharing the deep things, well that’s another category altogether.

I am Major Tom.  Your circuit’s dead, there’s something wrong, can you hear me Major Tom.

 

20 Years.

Where will we be in 20 years?

I will be 59 years old and most likley still working at this desk job. I will be looking forward to retirement, most likely and thinking of what I can do with 8 extra hours a day. My children will be grown (28 and 26) and hopefully in a job they enjoy. I hope my wife and I have raised them well and taught them all the thingsI wish I had been told growing up.

20 years. The number of things that I can’t comprehend will happen as well. Technology will change and I’m hoping that I can keep up with it. People living on Mars? It’s been talked about. Virtualy Reality, who knows? I can’t even imagine the future and I really don’t want to if I’m being honest.

1996. That was 20 years AGO. No such thing as an iPhone, iPod, iPad. The internet was barely getting it’s start. I wasn’t even able to legally drink…I was only 19 years old! I didn’t think 20 minutes ahead in the future. yet alone 20 years.

Now I think ahead constantly. I know death is closer than it’s even been. I wonder what it will be like as an old man. How will I be thought of as a dad? Husband? Friend? Some of my friends could possibly be dead. I could possibly be dead truthfully.

Time keeps moving along and there’s nothing we can do to stop it. We just need to embrace life and try to limit the number of regrets that will live in our heads. 20 years. Where will you be?