Hi, my name’s Ryan.

It’s my middle name, for those that don’t know. It’s also what my parents have called me, since shortly after naming me after my dad (I’m a Junior!) It’s been a fun ride since it sounds just like Brian if I’m not careful when giving it to people in noisy places, like cafes.

It’s also super common, so I’m often turning around when similar-sounding names, or even my own, are called, when another Ryan is intended.

I’ll have to find out how it was chosen since that story is one I don’t recall being told.

Is there a story behind your name? What does it mean and how was it chosen?

The One-Minute Writer – Feb 11, 2016

Managing time is a bit like a game for me. I have a work calendar, which stays relatively simple, and a set of personal calendars. Some of the personal ones are basically like the old paper ones many used to use: they store things like birthdays and anniversaries.

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Not my calendar. 🙂

Some calendars, such as the social ones, are automatically generated- there’s one for Facebook, another for a travel site. Even Google now detects events in emails and creates calendar events on the same account’s calendar. That feature is pretty neat because I sometimes forget to go through my emails and create calendar events for social engagements, like concerts and conventions.

I’m not the best at time management, but I’m getting better at it.

prompt: Time Management

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It’s funny that the first thing to pop into my mind is something I’ve never directly experienced: clearing snow from a walkway in order to reach a car to drive. That’s a winter tradition back east, or so I’ve heard. Don’t mean to rub it in, seriously.

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Politics bore me. There, I said it. It’s not that I find them unimportant, because I know that very often, there’s matters at stake that affect me or people I care about. It’s just that, far too often, basic logic and critical thinking are less valued by the loud voices, which I quickly tune out.

Kind of sad, isn’t it?

That’s not to say I don’t participate. I do, but it feels pointless to get too rhetorical when thinking about issue. I figure, think about a relevant situation that needs a decision, and based a decision on factual information at hand, or a realistic hypothetical situation, and make a choice. If I have an opinion, I do try my best to make it known, when an opportunity presents itself, officially.

I think that’s why politics does not interest me. Much. I pay attention when something big, or local is up. I don’t need convincing to know that actions matter, and also that considered, informed action is more effective. I still can’t believe there are people who participate nearly “blind”, without any critical thought put in. I don’t want to do that, but I definitely don’t find debating fun. This will probably be a very rare type of post for me, but I feel like it’s an important exercise, especially as it’s an election year.

This will also be the most I say about my leanings, anywhere, so apologies in advance for no comments accepted on this post. I might read linked posts, however.

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What bores you?

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(Note: I have misplaced the source of this prompt. I did not create the prompt, but I did feel like responding to it enough to save it.)

Imagine that since the first day of college, you’ve had a serious crush on someone who has just begun to reciprocate your romantic interest. After class last week, she invited you to a party and you finally felt confident enough to ask her out on a date. You decided to go to the party and had a blast…at least at first. After spending the entire night casually brushing up against one another and exchanging flirty glances, you snuck outside with her to talk. Just as you were about to ask her to join you for dinner next weekend, another man whispered something in her ear. When you asked her what he said, she disclosed that he said you were a player. Soon after, she started giving you the cold shoulder so you decided to leave. On your way to your car, you walked past the guy who called you a player. What would your response have been if this actually happened to you? Would you have taken revenge? If so, how?

My first reaction would be “wow, after all that, after my long crush or her, she believed this guy, despite the evidence to the contrary.” After that shock, I’d remind myself that since I’m not a player, that he probably is, and that if he’s got to resort to this tactic, and it worked, he’s worse off than I am. I’d also be sad that my crush got the very type of guy she thinks she’s avoiding.

I believe that if it was meant to be, it was meant to be. My crush would have ignored that guy because I would have already, by this point, demonstrated, through clear action and attitude, that my feelings were sincere, and more that the calculated approach of a “player”, which is not something I know how to be. Either she’s got the confidence to believe in me and give me a chance, or not.

If I also believed this other guy was a player himself, then the best revenge, if any, would be to move on, eventually get over the sting of that sudden setback, and find another person that will not be so easily manipulated and ultimately to be happy when that works out. There’s not a good reason to directly work to get revenge on the guy and that would only reflect badly on my part, so I just could not stoop to such a level.