Author: Matthew Baya

Blogging for the next 30 Days

TL;DR
TL;DR

For reasons that don’t make much logical sense, not only did I encourage a friend to organize a ‘30 Days of Blogging‘ project, I signed up for it.

Of course the first 3 days of this month I’ve been travelling so now I’m backlogged and need to rattle off 3 days of witty, insightful and interesting blog entries as I sit here in an airport in Dayton, Ohio.

So first off, my apologies since sadly I suspect most of my blog entries for the rest of this month will rarely if ever be worthy of any of those adjectives. I can promise they will all include words written completely by myself. These entries will include a variety of topics depending on where I am, what topic happens to come to mind, and how much I feel like sharing at that moment

I’ve been told, numerous times, in e-mail conversations what I write is often TL;DR (too long; didn’t read). So, under the assumption that ‘brevity is the soul of wit’, and that I haven’t hit ‘TL’ already, thus endeth entry number 1

Michael Anthony Groteke, 21 years ago today

It feels like just yesterday I posted wrote my annual post about Mike last year. I feel a little weird posting about this each year, since I’m all out of stories and anecdotes. It’s been 21 years since his death in a car accident on Dayton Yellow Springs road on February 8th, 1992. This is my one public ritual I do each year remembering him, though I wonder if perhaps I should move it to a less morbid date like his birthday, February 24. Maybe next year, though I doubt it since this is the day that I immediately associate with him.

Mike was such a fan of new technology, Apple Computer, and games, I often wonder what he’d be doing now and how he’d be interacting with all the current technology trends etc.  I also wonder how he would have reacted to Antioch closing and about the strange way the ‘revival’ played out. He certainly had mixed feelings (love/hate) regarding Antioch (as do I, I guess)

So here’s my annual tip of my hat to my lost friend. I still miss you Mike.