Hello All,
Yet again I allowed myself to deviate from my blogging habit. I had to go back, and skim over my last post, as I didn't want to repeat anything. It was strange, in a way, to think back to that time. Although the incident at my last job is still as dumbfounding now, the rest of my living situation then seems so distant, in a way. As some of you already know, I did end up moving back in with my parents. That was a bit of a blow to my, um...ego. Not so much pride, as I haven't had much of that for a while. I did, however not plan on ever living with my p's again.
It's not that bad really. It's awkward sometimes. For example, feeling like I need to tell them when I'm leaving, and where I'm going. I guess I don't really have to, but I'm fairly sure that being my parents, and having spent the first 20 years of my life asking me to, they might appreciate it now. Also, for the first time in my life, I've found myself feeling close to guilty about not having money to contribute towards food. My mom continues to this day, through all of her pain and trials, to try and make sure there is dinner on the table every night. Yes, an actual table, in the kitchen, where we gather as a family unit to dine, on home cooked food. I know this is a foreign concept to many of you, but believe you me, it does still happen in some parts of the world. Anyway, part of my angst moving in with my parents is: food supply. I'm a grown man, I should be able to provide food, or for food. I am man, hear me.....um...shop for prepackaged foods. One of the strangest things though, is having my television back in my bedroom. It's really the clincher to feeling like I'm a teenager again, and that I should be stalking around, being super grouchy and lazy. I can also say, that this is the first time I'm posting a blog, and my mother is sitting in a chair next to me. As strange as that is, it's even stranger that it's now 10:53 p.m., and my mom is still awake! All things said though, it has proved to be a good step, so far. I knew that I was not doing very well at the place I last resided. Not well at all. It took me a while to decompress when I moved here, but I think I'm nearly there.
For starters, I finally found a job again! It's not doing what I consider a dream job, or even something that could directly point me in that direction, but it's a job. I will be delivering pizzas again! On the plus side, it's not a b.s. corporate company, that makes crappy pizza for cheap. It's what I believe to be the best pizza joint in Oshkosh. Glass Nickel. If any of you are ever in town, make sure to stop there for some good food. On the down side, my car is getting older, and my bills are all past due by a couple of months now. So I'm going to need to get a as many hours as I can, and hopefully make some really good tips! But still, it's a start. New year, new job. Here's hoping it's a good new start.
Now then, back to posts from earlier this year, when I laid out my plans for change. I didn't exactly plan to start two new jobs, or move out of state to move in with my parents. I did attempt getting into the voiceover field, and had a good time doing it, but never got a chance at a real gig, or any money. I did fall in love, but didn't get the girl. And the one I didn't list, getting a new place, well, this wasn't quite what I was thinking of. However, I didn't quite swing and miss, more swing, and get a fluke swinging-bunt single. Perhaps the new year will fare better for me. Oh, and I recently met a dog. A husky to be precise. Too bad I won't be able to get him. Well, maybe if I get some truly amazing tips, I might just be able to pull it off. Ah, dreams. Where would I be without them?
Okay, that's all for now. In the new year, I'm thinking of taking a small turn from my usual blogging style, and perhaps putting together a short story, of fictitious matter. So check back later, and maybe I'll have something new for you to read! For now, good night, and have a good new year! Oh, who am I kidding, I'm going to play a video game. Why? Because, I'm 31, um, 15, and I live with my parents, and that's what all grown men do when they're faced with this situation. Right? Oh, I nearly forgot, good music, good food, and good laughs to all of you! And, peace out y'all!
Friday 31 December 2010
Saturday 16 October 2010
A Year That's Held Chances
Hello All,
In case you're wondering, I have been meaning to post a new blog for a while now, but simply never got around to it. Early this year I posted about finding a different job, and finding a new girlfriend. Well I did find a new job, after getting laid off of the one I'd had for ten years. The new job was in a field that I've wanted to get into for several years now, auto repair/service. I didn't find a new girlfriend, but I had some hopes of possibility. Things were seeming to be going well. However, yet another point of time transpired yesterday, filled with shock, confusion, and life altering effects! I was fired!
Okay, let me set this one up for you. A little backstory to the event. About three months ago I started a new job, as I blogged about last time. The job involved a lot of car washing, inside and out. One day I finally got my chance to become a mechanic's assistant. I was getting praise from several people, for the work I was doing. One day, things went awry, and I went back to washing cars. During that entire time I needed to have some latex free gloves ordered for me, as to protect my hands from various grime and chemicals. I was the only one there that needed latex free gloves, and therefor had to special request them from the parts guy. The parts guy, a few body men, and my mechanic trainer told me to keep all my tools, and my gloves, in my car. They told me this because I don't have a tool cart, locking or otherwise, and no cabinet there had been assigned to me. So I did start keeping all of my tools, and gloves, in my car.
Yesterday I was discovered as one who kept a box of latex free gloves in my trunk. Three hours later, the general manager stopped me, while I was finishing up the cleaning of a car, to "talk with me." The talk went as follows: Him "I'm going to need you to clock out now. Then leave early, and that's all from you." Me "Why?" Him "I found out that you are keeping a box of gloves in your car." Me "Yeah, I was. Because that's where I keep them. I can't have anybody walking off with my gloves, because I can't wear latex gloves." Him "Yeah, well that's stealing of company property. This is a difficult call for me to make, but I can't tolerate theft, so that's all."
Okay, now I can understand grounds for firing an employee for stealing; I.E. Tools, cleaning supplies, parts, office supplies, etc.. But keeping a pair of non-latex gloves in my car, with my tools, and using them only for work isn't stealing. Am I wrong?
Nobody at work could believe that I was let go for that. I can't believe I was either! Ironically, the day before, I had received the benefits package in the mail. Full plan too. Health insurance, vision insurance, dental insurance, accidental death and dismemberment insurance, and great 401K options. I decided to stay with the company for a long time, not knowing that less than 24 hours later I would be fired for "stealing company property" by way of keeping special order gloves with my tools, in my car. So, shit. Another notch in my bad luck staff. Now I'm back to thinking about moving back in with my parents, out of state. I was about to move out of the house I'm currently living in, and get my own place, one week from today. It hurt to call that guy back to tell him to put the apartment back up for rent. He asked why, and I told him. Even he couldn't believe why I had been let go! Oh well. I have to go back to my current place of previous employment, to return my uniforms. I will try to talk with the GM again, to see if I was let go for the gloves, or because my 90 day probation period was ending and he was looking for any reason to let me go.
Why does stuff like this have to happen to me at critical times in my life? Does anybody have a good answer for me?
I know it's a little early to count the year as over. Another two and a half months to go. There's still time.
Okay, that is all for now. I hope everyone else is doing well. As usual, I would like to wish good company, food and music to all, and that your life is going well. Until next time, peace out, and goodnight/day.
In case you're wondering, I have been meaning to post a new blog for a while now, but simply never got around to it. Early this year I posted about finding a different job, and finding a new girlfriend. Well I did find a new job, after getting laid off of the one I'd had for ten years. The new job was in a field that I've wanted to get into for several years now, auto repair/service. I didn't find a new girlfriend, but I had some hopes of possibility. Things were seeming to be going well. However, yet another point of time transpired yesterday, filled with shock, confusion, and life altering effects! I was fired!
Okay, let me set this one up for you. A little backstory to the event. About three months ago I started a new job, as I blogged about last time. The job involved a lot of car washing, inside and out. One day I finally got my chance to become a mechanic's assistant. I was getting praise from several people, for the work I was doing. One day, things went awry, and I went back to washing cars. During that entire time I needed to have some latex free gloves ordered for me, as to protect my hands from various grime and chemicals. I was the only one there that needed latex free gloves, and therefor had to special request them from the parts guy. The parts guy, a few body men, and my mechanic trainer told me to keep all my tools, and my gloves, in my car. They told me this because I don't have a tool cart, locking or otherwise, and no cabinet there had been assigned to me. So I did start keeping all of my tools, and gloves, in my car.
Yesterday I was discovered as one who kept a box of latex free gloves in my trunk. Three hours later, the general manager stopped me, while I was finishing up the cleaning of a car, to "talk with me." The talk went as follows: Him "I'm going to need you to clock out now. Then leave early, and that's all from you." Me "Why?" Him "I found out that you are keeping a box of gloves in your car." Me "Yeah, I was. Because that's where I keep them. I can't have anybody walking off with my gloves, because I can't wear latex gloves." Him "Yeah, well that's stealing of company property. This is a difficult call for me to make, but I can't tolerate theft, so that's all."
Okay, now I can understand grounds for firing an employee for stealing; I.E. Tools, cleaning supplies, parts, office supplies, etc.. But keeping a pair of non-latex gloves in my car, with my tools, and using them only for work isn't stealing. Am I wrong?
Nobody at work could believe that I was let go for that. I can't believe I was either! Ironically, the day before, I had received the benefits package in the mail. Full plan too. Health insurance, vision insurance, dental insurance, accidental death and dismemberment insurance, and great 401K options. I decided to stay with the company for a long time, not knowing that less than 24 hours later I would be fired for "stealing company property" by way of keeping special order gloves with my tools, in my car. So, shit. Another notch in my bad luck staff. Now I'm back to thinking about moving back in with my parents, out of state. I was about to move out of the house I'm currently living in, and get my own place, one week from today. It hurt to call that guy back to tell him to put the apartment back up for rent. He asked why, and I told him. Even he couldn't believe why I had been let go! Oh well. I have to go back to my current place of previous employment, to return my uniforms. I will try to talk with the GM again, to see if I was let go for the gloves, or because my 90 day probation period was ending and he was looking for any reason to let me go.
Why does stuff like this have to happen to me at critical times in my life? Does anybody have a good answer for me?
I know it's a little early to count the year as over. Another two and a half months to go. There's still time.
Okay, that is all for now. I hope everyone else is doing well. As usual, I would like to wish good company, food and music to all, and that your life is going well. Until next time, peace out, and goodnight/day.
Sunday 18 July 2010
New work, New Worries
Hello Again,
Once again it's been a while. Life had been pretty humdrum for the last few weeks. Suddenly laid off from the job I'd held for ten years, still single, still living with the unhinged one upstairs. After one week attempting to pretend that I was simply on vacation, I started looking for a new job. I had applied for unemployment on the Monday following the layoff, and it paid off about as well as I knew it wouldn't. That's the problem with getting alternate forms of payment with the paychecks I'd been receiving for years. I was left unable to even make my car payment with the first check I got from the IDES (formerly known as the unemployment office, now renamed as the Illinois Department of Employment Security), and that just added to the list off bills I could not pay. I signed up for the IDES' employment search/match site, as well as renewing my info with another website that I have used in the past to find part time work. The state offered job site gave me nothing whatsoever to help me. The other site sent me constant emails about job openings, but none of them were anything worth my while. Yes, I can be picky, both from knowing what will drive me mad, and what my spine and knees can handle. I also scoured other online job postings, and wasted about $10 buying daily newspapers. On one of the random 'I need to get out of the house for a while' drives, during which I looked for help wanted signs, I saw a sign in front of a car collision repair shop here in town. I inquired, found out about an apprenticeship opportunity they offer. I sent an email, and got a response, and then another call back, and now I'm working at one of the other locations. Yay! It took me less than a month to find a new job, for which I am happy. Go me! However, the hours are insane, and it took quite a toll on my body in the first two days of work. I will eventually get overtime pay, which is great. I just hope I last that long, without my body quitting on me. I was offered to get training on the mechanical aspect, and on body work, which is something I've wanted for several years now. Again, great! Or so I thought. After thinking about it more realistically, and then seeing what it would take to get that training, I has to rethink the whole thing. I enjoy working on my own car, as I find it rewarding. But even a few hours of that, and my back is in pain for days. I forgot to think about what it would be like to be hunched over, bending past, and crawling under cars day in and day out would be like on my body. Damn back of mine!!! So, I'd like to stay on as a porter for now, but without the crazy amount of car washing and detailing that I'm asked to do when I don't have cars to move, people to drive around, or cars to transport to specialist locations. Oh well, work is work for now, and I really need the money! Bill collectors are becoming worse than the mosquito's are this time of year.
Okay, done with that topic, for now. What do you think of when you hear the names Keanu Reaves and Sandra Bullock in the same sentence? Nope, I'm not talking about illegally rigged bus's or boats. There's another movie out there, that most of you probably aren't familiar with. It's called The Lakehouse. It's kind of the predecessor for some of the blockbusters that came out in years to follow, with out being a huge money maker itself. It's well made though. It deals with a time mishap, plays a little with time travel (more a time portal object), and in my opinion a much better pairing of the leads than Speed managed. It's a love story (shocking, I know), but written more as a pleaser for both men and women alike. Anyway, the last time I watched it, it was with my most recent (if five years since the split is recent) girlfriend. I spent so much time trying to explain it, and the theory of time travel, time paradox theory, and how it works in the movie in a much more realistic way (albeit a way that would still destroy the fabric of time), that I got lost in the explanation and never got to enjoy the movie. Well that has changed now, because I rented it again, and watched it alone. It succeeded in reminding me of how alone I am, which is a recurring topic in the movie, and how much that sucks. I really need to remember how to say simple things, like 'hello' for example, to some of the women I see around town. I get some genuine smiles from them, sometimes. As well as the half smile, and the wink. Sometimes I even get the blatant double take. But for some reason, I have decided that isolation/seclusion is the better route for me. What the hell was I thinking? Earlier this year I decided that this was the year for me to find a new job, and a woman. Well I've found a new job, not for the reason I was planning on, but a new job none the less. Now I need to work on the second part, and soon!
So many little things I could go into, but I think complaining about a new job already, and covering my part time role as a movie columnist should take care of my need to write. Well, for tonight anyway!
Usual shout outs now. Well for one person, it's not that usual. Mom, hang in there! I've told you that already today, and yesterday, and a few times before. But still! You had quite the ordeal with your back and knee, and leg, and foot, before the surgery, and now you've had the surgery, so a little more time healing, and rehabing is not going to be that bad! Lisa, I hope you and dad finish that puzzle, and that you can complete it before mom get's out, so that she can see it in full while she's still in the hospital! Maybe you can mat it, and frame it, or something! Rachel, I hope things are getting better, and that you enjoy(ed) your vacation! To my new "follower", I don't know who you are, but please don't hack my identity! Not that it would get you very far anyway.
To everyone I say don't stop listening to some good music, have some great food, and surround yourself with some good company!
Peace out y'all!
Once again it's been a while. Life had been pretty humdrum for the last few weeks. Suddenly laid off from the job I'd held for ten years, still single, still living with the unhinged one upstairs. After one week attempting to pretend that I was simply on vacation, I started looking for a new job. I had applied for unemployment on the Monday following the layoff, and it paid off about as well as I knew it wouldn't. That's the problem with getting alternate forms of payment with the paychecks I'd been receiving for years. I was left unable to even make my car payment with the first check I got from the IDES (formerly known as the unemployment office, now renamed as the Illinois Department of Employment Security), and that just added to the list off bills I could not pay. I signed up for the IDES' employment search/match site, as well as renewing my info with another website that I have used in the past to find part time work. The state offered job site gave me nothing whatsoever to help me. The other site sent me constant emails about job openings, but none of them were anything worth my while. Yes, I can be picky, both from knowing what will drive me mad, and what my spine and knees can handle. I also scoured other online job postings, and wasted about $10 buying daily newspapers. On one of the random 'I need to get out of the house for a while' drives, during which I looked for help wanted signs, I saw a sign in front of a car collision repair shop here in town. I inquired, found out about an apprenticeship opportunity they offer. I sent an email, and got a response, and then another call back, and now I'm working at one of the other locations. Yay! It took me less than a month to find a new job, for which I am happy. Go me! However, the hours are insane, and it took quite a toll on my body in the first two days of work. I will eventually get overtime pay, which is great. I just hope I last that long, without my body quitting on me. I was offered to get training on the mechanical aspect, and on body work, which is something I've wanted for several years now. Again, great! Or so I thought. After thinking about it more realistically, and then seeing what it would take to get that training, I has to rethink the whole thing. I enjoy working on my own car, as I find it rewarding. But even a few hours of that, and my back is in pain for days. I forgot to think about what it would be like to be hunched over, bending past, and crawling under cars day in and day out would be like on my body. Damn back of mine!!! So, I'd like to stay on as a porter for now, but without the crazy amount of car washing and detailing that I'm asked to do when I don't have cars to move, people to drive around, or cars to transport to specialist locations. Oh well, work is work for now, and I really need the money! Bill collectors are becoming worse than the mosquito's are this time of year.
Okay, done with that topic, for now. What do you think of when you hear the names Keanu Reaves and Sandra Bullock in the same sentence? Nope, I'm not talking about illegally rigged bus's or boats. There's another movie out there, that most of you probably aren't familiar with. It's called The Lakehouse. It's kind of the predecessor for some of the blockbusters that came out in years to follow, with out being a huge money maker itself. It's well made though. It deals with a time mishap, plays a little with time travel (more a time portal object), and in my opinion a much better pairing of the leads than Speed managed. It's a love story (shocking, I know), but written more as a pleaser for both men and women alike. Anyway, the last time I watched it, it was with my most recent (if five years since the split is recent) girlfriend. I spent so much time trying to explain it, and the theory of time travel, time paradox theory, and how it works in the movie in a much more realistic way (albeit a way that would still destroy the fabric of time), that I got lost in the explanation and never got to enjoy the movie. Well that has changed now, because I rented it again, and watched it alone. It succeeded in reminding me of how alone I am, which is a recurring topic in the movie, and how much that sucks. I really need to remember how to say simple things, like 'hello' for example, to some of the women I see around town. I get some genuine smiles from them, sometimes. As well as the half smile, and the wink. Sometimes I even get the blatant double take. But for some reason, I have decided that isolation/seclusion is the better route for me. What the hell was I thinking? Earlier this year I decided that this was the year for me to find a new job, and a woman. Well I've found a new job, not for the reason I was planning on, but a new job none the less. Now I need to work on the second part, and soon!
So many little things I could go into, but I think complaining about a new job already, and covering my part time role as a movie columnist should take care of my need to write. Well, for tonight anyway!
Usual shout outs now. Well for one person, it's not that usual. Mom, hang in there! I've told you that already today, and yesterday, and a few times before. But still! You had quite the ordeal with your back and knee, and leg, and foot, before the surgery, and now you've had the surgery, so a little more time healing, and rehabing is not going to be that bad! Lisa, I hope you and dad finish that puzzle, and that you can complete it before mom get's out, so that she can see it in full while she's still in the hospital! Maybe you can mat it, and frame it, or something! Rachel, I hope things are getting better, and that you enjoy(ed) your vacation! To my new "follower", I don't know who you are, but please don't hack my identity! Not that it would get you very far anyway.
To everyone I say don't stop listening to some good music, have some great food, and surround yourself with some good company!
Peace out y'all!
Sunday 27 June 2010
It's Been One Week
Since I worked for them...
Hey y'all!
Okay, so it's been one week since I was laid off. It's been, um...interesting. Oh, the amount of songs I could quote right now, but won't. Let's see, first I was afr....I mean, first I freaked out for a few days. A move to Wisconsin nearly happened, then didn't. I did something I never thought I would, I spent time at the unemployment office. It was a wee bit disheartening to hear an employee there say "Why do so many people pick up and move out of state, when the job market here is so bad?! Do they really think that it's better anyplace else??" I then spent some time worrying that I wouldn't be accepted, but as it turns out, I am the first former employee of my former employers who actually is going to get unemployment pay. Not that I'm thrilled out of my gourd about that, but I've got bills, and they need to be paid. I've been scouring over newspaper classifieds, and over a website that my sister turned me onto a couple of years ago, when I was looking for a part time job to supplement my full time income. So far, I've found a few jobs that sound good, until I find out more about them, and get pissed all over again, because my spine is not usually my friend. I have found it helpful though, since so many employers are now stating that their available positions involve spending entire shifts on your feet. Stupid back of mine!!! I will keep looking though, not to worry.
In other news, the homefront. I don't know what is going on with Brent. I've been getting phone calls from his parents, and one very concerned old friend, wondering what he's like when he's here at home. It's hard to say, really. Most days he's either gone when I get up in the morning, or is home, but seclusive until I go out (for a paper, or groceries), and then is gone when I get back, not to return again until some point after I go to bed. I can only pay attention to physical details left by him, when he's not here. I can try to draw my own conclusions, based on former knowledge and experience, but not about what is happening this year. That is not helping my current psyche.
Other than all that, I would like to thank Rachel for turning me onto a new band! I felt guilty about spending $14 for their previous album, but was able to control myself from buying their new album too. Oh, that band is The Dead Weather. They are a truly alternative rock band, and I dig their sounds. I listened to it in it's entirety today, and then I went for a walk, in my old hometown, good old Mt Prospect. I stood on a bridge, a bridge over tro.... um, muddy waters...uh, murky waters. It was relaxing, for a bit anyway. I've not felt relaxed all week really. I did get some coffee with Stef on Friday, and that was cool, and kinda fun, but the massive caffeine rush did not soothe my nerves all that much.
Last night I didn't sleep that well. I had a dream in which my old dog, Dent, showed up, not doing very well. It disturbed me so much that I woke up. It took me a while to fully become aware, and when I did, I remembered that he was put down last year, and it made me sad again. I couldn't fall back asleep for almost two hours, and when I finally did, even stranger dreams ensued. It's been a while since I've had a night/morning like that. I suspect I'll surv...damnit, make it throu...um, live! Yes, live.
Okay, that's all for now. I just thought I've give you all something new to read. Okay, so maybe it's back to just being my mom and my sister reading this, but hey, at least you have something new to read in the morning mom!
I hope everyone is doing as well as can be, and is still enjoying some laughter, some good eats, some good company, and of course some great music!
Until next time, peace out y'all!
Hey y'all!
Okay, so it's been one week since I was laid off. It's been, um...interesting. Oh, the amount of songs I could quote right now, but won't. Let's see, first I was afr....I mean, first I freaked out for a few days. A move to Wisconsin nearly happened, then didn't. I did something I never thought I would, I spent time at the unemployment office. It was a wee bit disheartening to hear an employee there say "Why do so many people pick up and move out of state, when the job market here is so bad?! Do they really think that it's better anyplace else??" I then spent some time worrying that I wouldn't be accepted, but as it turns out, I am the first former employee of my former employers who actually is going to get unemployment pay. Not that I'm thrilled out of my gourd about that, but I've got bills, and they need to be paid. I've been scouring over newspaper classifieds, and over a website that my sister turned me onto a couple of years ago, when I was looking for a part time job to supplement my full time income. So far, I've found a few jobs that sound good, until I find out more about them, and get pissed all over again, because my spine is not usually my friend. I have found it helpful though, since so many employers are now stating that their available positions involve spending entire shifts on your feet. Stupid back of mine!!! I will keep looking though, not to worry.
In other news, the homefront. I don't know what is going on with Brent. I've been getting phone calls from his parents, and one very concerned old friend, wondering what he's like when he's here at home. It's hard to say, really. Most days he's either gone when I get up in the morning, or is home, but seclusive until I go out (for a paper, or groceries), and then is gone when I get back, not to return again until some point after I go to bed. I can only pay attention to physical details left by him, when he's not here. I can try to draw my own conclusions, based on former knowledge and experience, but not about what is happening this year. That is not helping my current psyche.
Other than all that, I would like to thank Rachel for turning me onto a new band! I felt guilty about spending $14 for their previous album, but was able to control myself from buying their new album too. Oh, that band is The Dead Weather. They are a truly alternative rock band, and I dig their sounds. I listened to it in it's entirety today, and then I went for a walk, in my old hometown, good old Mt Prospect. I stood on a bridge, a bridge over tro.... um, muddy waters...uh, murky waters. It was relaxing, for a bit anyway. I've not felt relaxed all week really. I did get some coffee with Stef on Friday, and that was cool, and kinda fun, but the massive caffeine rush did not soothe my nerves all that much.
Last night I didn't sleep that well. I had a dream in which my old dog, Dent, showed up, not doing very well. It disturbed me so much that I woke up. It took me a while to fully become aware, and when I did, I remembered that he was put down last year, and it made me sad again. I couldn't fall back asleep for almost two hours, and when I finally did, even stranger dreams ensued. It's been a while since I've had a night/morning like that. I suspect I'll surv...damnit, make it throu...um, live! Yes, live.
Okay, that's all for now. I just thought I've give you all something new to read. Okay, so maybe it's back to just being my mom and my sister reading this, but hey, at least you have something new to read in the morning mom!
I hope everyone is doing as well as can be, and is still enjoying some laughter, some good eats, some good company, and of course some great music!
Until next time, peace out y'all!
Friday 18 June 2010
Another Chapter Ends
Hello All,
I was sitting at work this morning, about to start entering a return for authorization, when one of my bosses came in to give me my paycheck, and then told me they were letting me go. Happy Friday!!! Oh well, I've kinda had a feeling this would happen eventually, and it turns out they'd been talking about it for a while. So that's it. Ten years at that job, and now I get to try and find a new job, or jobs, so I can keep up with my debt and bills. I don't know what to do at this exact moment, everything is still too fresh, and hasn't sunken in yet. I suppose this is a good chance to really think about where I'd like to go from here concerning employment. As some of you know, I've been trying to think of something new for a while now. This is definitely a good swift kick in the ass to really get my ass moving! In other news...I've got nothing. So that's it for now! Now to start making some phone calls, or something.
I was sitting at work this morning, about to start entering a return for authorization, when one of my bosses came in to give me my paycheck, and then told me they were letting me go. Happy Friday!!! Oh well, I've kinda had a feeling this would happen eventually, and it turns out they'd been talking about it for a while. So that's it. Ten years at that job, and now I get to try and find a new job, or jobs, so I can keep up with my debt and bills. I don't know what to do at this exact moment, everything is still too fresh, and hasn't sunken in yet. I suppose this is a good chance to really think about where I'd like to go from here concerning employment. As some of you know, I've been trying to think of something new for a while now. This is definitely a good swift kick in the ass to really get my ass moving! In other news...I've got nothing. So that's it for now! Now to start making some phone calls, or something.
Tuesday 18 May 2010
Terrible Tuesdays
Hello Readers,
Today is in fact a Tuesday, based on the calendar still used around most of the world. In regular me fashion, I will now go off on a tangent! I find it amusing that in a widely Christian/Catholic/Judaic/Muslim/Hindu world, in which all believe in a singular all mighty thing, our calendar days are still named after ancient gods and goddess'. Secondly, in the time that has passed by, mostly unimpeded by us measly human folk, our days are way out of line, the hours are all wrong, and the seasons no longer match up quite right, it's no surprise that every day we are likely to run into somebody who tells you that it feels like a day that it's not. It probably is, actually. Anyway, Terrible Tuesday is the name of an old mix tape I made (yes, that's right, mix "tape") many moons ago. And today, being another Tuesday, seemed like a good day to name this post after said tape. For it is the first day (well technically the second first day) that I don't get to enjoy the presence that is Stefanie. It's a sad day. So sad, that I've hereby upgraded it to terrible. That of course is of a personal opinion, and if you ask the man upstairs (literally upstairs, not that deity thingy) it should be a good day, but I think he's taking it worse than me. Not unexpectedly, but he got what he was asking for. Okay, maybe not in so many words, but more or less got the point across regardless. I, however, have found within me quite a fondness for the girl with more shoes than most shoe stores.
That has made for quite the mental breakdown within my normally strong, unwavering psyche (laugh if you'd like). As some of you know, I have a personal age limit of 5 years either way from my age for which I will even allow myself any kind of attraction. Well, it would seem that my inner self had a talk with itself, without checking with me first, and somebody kicked somebody's ass, or something like that, and here I am. I recently, and by recently I mean about two weeks ago, had a bit of an epiphany about her, well me anyway. Some of you may have heard, a few years ago, about the "list". It's some list anybody can compile, of all the traits you want in a partner. This list can vary in length, some say 20 traits, some say 50, I tried for 100. It's not easy to get past 15 really, so you really need to take time to really think about it. I made it up to about 70 or so. Anyway, that was a few years ago, and I hadn't really thought about it in a while, until recently. Then, all of a sudden it just sort of flashed through my head, in rapid fire succession, and minus one (okay, two, as I made my 5 year swing two different "traits") and sitting right in front of me, literally, was somebody who completed it. This was not nearly as comfortable of a realization as you might want to think. It caused all kinds of eye twitching, and old tics to be woken up. But when I did calm down, several days later, I found that I was suddenly okay with it. So anyway, now, I'm missing her for all the right reasons, while the guy upstairs (not repeating myself) is struggling to understand a whole lot of things, and quite possibly missing the reason that she left altogether. I say to you, Stefanie, it took you long enough, but good for you! Oh, and don't come back!!! ;)
I wish I could now follow her lead, and get my recently defeated ass out of here as well. My head is tired, my soul is aching and tired, and as for me, I just need to go. Living here has taken a lot out of me, and until I get out, I will not find any inner peace, or rationality. I can't do anything more here, and I'm not saving any money like I was "supposed to be". Don't worry mom, I won't be following Stef's lead, and moving back in with you and dad! I'll figure something out, hopefully sooner than later. Ha! How many times have I said that before? This time, I really mean it though. So, um...yeah.
Alright, that's about all I have to say about that. Lisa, sorry I never sent you that email this weekend. Mom, I'm glad that you've gotten some sleep lately! Dad (?), how are the trains coming along? Stef, this is not news to you, so there! And I hope you move went smoothly! Rachel, this is three blogs since you asked, and I don't even know if you have been checking, but hello! To everybody else who I really can't say reads this irregularly updated blog, I hope you're all doing well. Now I'm going to start drinking, and put on some sad music. Maybe I'll drag the one stereo which actually has a tape deck, and dig out that old tape. If only I could remember what I titled it. Peace out y'all! Have some laughs, some good eats, and some good music of what ever genre suits your mood!
Today is in fact a Tuesday, based on the calendar still used around most of the world. In regular me fashion, I will now go off on a tangent! I find it amusing that in a widely Christian/Catholic/Judaic/Muslim/Hindu world, in which all believe in a singular all mighty thing, our calendar days are still named after ancient gods and goddess'. Secondly, in the time that has passed by, mostly unimpeded by us measly human folk, our days are way out of line, the hours are all wrong, and the seasons no longer match up quite right, it's no surprise that every day we are likely to run into somebody who tells you that it feels like a day that it's not. It probably is, actually. Anyway, Terrible Tuesday is the name of an old mix tape I made (yes, that's right, mix "tape") many moons ago. And today, being another Tuesday, seemed like a good day to name this post after said tape. For it is the first day (well technically the second first day) that I don't get to enjoy the presence that is Stefanie. It's a sad day. So sad, that I've hereby upgraded it to terrible. That of course is of a personal opinion, and if you ask the man upstairs (literally upstairs, not that deity thingy) it should be a good day, but I think he's taking it worse than me. Not unexpectedly, but he got what he was asking for. Okay, maybe not in so many words, but more or less got the point across regardless. I, however, have found within me quite a fondness for the girl with more shoes than most shoe stores.
That has made for quite the mental breakdown within my normally strong, unwavering psyche (laugh if you'd like). As some of you know, I have a personal age limit of 5 years either way from my age for which I will even allow myself any kind of attraction. Well, it would seem that my inner self had a talk with itself, without checking with me first, and somebody kicked somebody's ass, or something like that, and here I am. I recently, and by recently I mean about two weeks ago, had a bit of an epiphany about her, well me anyway. Some of you may have heard, a few years ago, about the "list". It's some list anybody can compile, of all the traits you want in a partner. This list can vary in length, some say 20 traits, some say 50, I tried for 100. It's not easy to get past 15 really, so you really need to take time to really think about it. I made it up to about 70 or so. Anyway, that was a few years ago, and I hadn't really thought about it in a while, until recently. Then, all of a sudden it just sort of flashed through my head, in rapid fire succession, and minus one (okay, two, as I made my 5 year swing two different "traits") and sitting right in front of me, literally, was somebody who completed it. This was not nearly as comfortable of a realization as you might want to think. It caused all kinds of eye twitching, and old tics to be woken up. But when I did calm down, several days later, I found that I was suddenly okay with it. So anyway, now, I'm missing her for all the right reasons, while the guy upstairs (not repeating myself) is struggling to understand a whole lot of things, and quite possibly missing the reason that she left altogether. I say to you, Stefanie, it took you long enough, but good for you! Oh, and don't come back!!! ;)
I wish I could now follow her lead, and get my recently defeated ass out of here as well. My head is tired, my soul is aching and tired, and as for me, I just need to go. Living here has taken a lot out of me, and until I get out, I will not find any inner peace, or rationality. I can't do anything more here, and I'm not saving any money like I was "supposed to be". Don't worry mom, I won't be following Stef's lead, and moving back in with you and dad! I'll figure something out, hopefully sooner than later. Ha! How many times have I said that before? This time, I really mean it though. So, um...yeah.
Alright, that's about all I have to say about that. Lisa, sorry I never sent you that email this weekend. Mom, I'm glad that you've gotten some sleep lately! Dad (?), how are the trains coming along? Stef, this is not news to you, so there! And I hope you move went smoothly! Rachel, this is three blogs since you asked, and I don't even know if you have been checking, but hello! To everybody else who I really can't say reads this irregularly updated blog, I hope you're all doing well. Now I'm going to start drinking, and put on some sad music. Maybe I'll drag the one stereo which actually has a tape deck, and dig out that old tape. If only I could remember what I titled it. Peace out y'all! Have some laughs, some good eats, and some good music of what ever genre suits your mood!
Tuesday 11 May 2010
Some Judges, I Tell Ya
Hello all,
Late last week I heard a news story on the radio that caused a sensation of unjust sentencing anger in me. In short, the story went as follows: Chicago, IL A defendant, female, name unknown, needed to appear in front of a judge. Said defendant needed a ride to court, so she called her friend for a ride. The friend, female, Jennifer LaPenta, age 19, left the gym where she'd been, took a quick shower, and picked up the defendant. Arriving at the courthouse, LaPenta took a seat in the galley, and awaited her friends turn to face the judge (offense unknown). While sitting there, the judge, Helen R., noticed the t-shirt LaPenta was wearing (which read "I have the pussy, I make the rules", written comically with the 4th and 8th words taking up most of the material. You may have seen this shirt before, in a catalog or otherwise, and called her to stand in front of the bench. At this point, without asking her to: borrow a jacket, remove herself from the courtroom, or turn the shirt inside-out, the judge immediately sentenced her with contempt of the court punishable by 48 hours in jail. Are you kidding me???
Okay, I've spent more than a fair share of time in courtrooms in my days. Usually as the defendant, sometimes as the person sitting in the galley, awaiting for a friends ruling. In all of that time, I've seen all kinds of things happen, and odd sentences take place, but that one seems a little uncalled for. I've often been taken aback by what people show up to court in, or what state of intoxication they stumble into the room in. I've seen people show up on the wrong day, and one time two guys show up an entire month early. I've witnessed ridiculous lawsuits, slaps on the wrist when jail time was called for, contraband collected while the defendant approached the bench, endless attempts to sway the judge with tears (which plainly didn't work on the cop in the first place), people yell at the judge, and judges unload on the defendant. I've even seen judges ask people to leave the courtroom, and come back when they have changed. But I've never seen a judge pick out a random "witness" for their attire, and throw them in jail without any previous request to have them change/leave.
Just today I found out that the judge did apologize, and that the so-called offense has been expunged from LaPenta's record, but somehow her mugshot made it onto the internet. I have not searched for it, nor do I plan to, but if that is readily available for anybody to find, then that 19 year old's one little lack of common sense will be haunting her for years and years to come. Any future job application, for one, now that nearly every employer does a full background search for potential hires, employing the use of google. I ,for one, hope that this does not end up haunting her for years to come, but one never knows. For the internet has funny ways of twisting the already twisted, and it never goes away.
That is all for now. Peace out y'all!
Late last week I heard a news story on the radio that caused a sensation of unjust sentencing anger in me. In short, the story went as follows: Chicago, IL A defendant, female, name unknown, needed to appear in front of a judge. Said defendant needed a ride to court, so she called her friend for a ride. The friend, female, Jennifer LaPenta, age 19, left the gym where she'd been, took a quick shower, and picked up the defendant. Arriving at the courthouse, LaPenta took a seat in the galley, and awaited her friends turn to face the judge (offense unknown). While sitting there, the judge, Helen R., noticed the t-shirt LaPenta was wearing (which read "I have the pussy, I make the rules", written comically with the 4th and 8th words taking up most of the material. You may have seen this shirt before, in a catalog or otherwise, and called her to stand in front of the bench. At this point, without asking her to: borrow a jacket, remove herself from the courtroom, or turn the shirt inside-out, the judge immediately sentenced her with contempt of the court punishable by 48 hours in jail. Are you kidding me???
Okay, I've spent more than a fair share of time in courtrooms in my days. Usually as the defendant, sometimes as the person sitting in the galley, awaiting for a friends ruling. In all of that time, I've seen all kinds of things happen, and odd sentences take place, but that one seems a little uncalled for. I've often been taken aback by what people show up to court in, or what state of intoxication they stumble into the room in. I've seen people show up on the wrong day, and one time two guys show up an entire month early. I've witnessed ridiculous lawsuits, slaps on the wrist when jail time was called for, contraband collected while the defendant approached the bench, endless attempts to sway the judge with tears (which plainly didn't work on the cop in the first place), people yell at the judge, and judges unload on the defendant. I've even seen judges ask people to leave the courtroom, and come back when they have changed. But I've never seen a judge pick out a random "witness" for their attire, and throw them in jail without any previous request to have them change/leave.
Just today I found out that the judge did apologize, and that the so-called offense has been expunged from LaPenta's record, but somehow her mugshot made it onto the internet. I have not searched for it, nor do I plan to, but if that is readily available for anybody to find, then that 19 year old's one little lack of common sense will be haunting her for years and years to come. Any future job application, for one, now that nearly every employer does a full background search for potential hires, employing the use of google. I ,for one, hope that this does not end up haunting her for years to come, but one never knows. For the internet has funny ways of twisting the already twisted, and it never goes away.
That is all for now. Peace out y'all!
Sunday 9 May 2010
Mothers Day was not a Lazy Sunday
Hello All,
Please don't misinterpret the title of this post. I simply meant that I did not do my lazy act today. Most Sundays I do two things, laundry and grocery shopping. Some people may be thinking that grocery shopping is a tedious act of nonlaziness. I, however, do not feel that it is. The act of grocery shopping is pretty straight forward, and not at all complicated. Okay, maybe the first time you venture out on your own, with your own money, and didn't think to make a list of needed supplies, it is, but after a year or two of weekly practice, it becomes second nature. Or maybe that's just me. Anyway, today I started by getting one load of laundry into the dryer, and then on a bit of a whim (with a little nudge from my sister, Booger Brain), I checked my car tires air pressure, went to Walgreens to get a picture off of my memory card, and into print form, and then headed north towards Oshkosh, to surprise my mom for mothers' day! The drive north was kind of annoying, but the look on my Mom's face when I walked into my sister's apartment was well worth it! I love you Mom! We all (my mom, dad, and sister) sat down to a great pot of fondue, courtesy of my sister, and had a great time! It was the first time that we had all gathered at my sister's apartment, at the same time, and it was cool. Around 6, I departed, and started heading back south. More construction along the way, and a rare use of 94 through Milwaukee followed, and eventually I made it back home. Now, I'm doing one last load of laundry, and it dawned on me that I forgot to stop and get some juice for tomorrow morning (like I had planned on, all day), oops. Oh well, I'll just add it to the list for post-work shopping tomorrow.
If you've been wondering if tonight's posting was written by somebody sitting in a basement, blogging about what they see around them, you'd be more or less correct. Except for the things around me part. But hey, what can I say, this was an unplanned blog posting, and I didn't think it out before I started it, so there! Okay, in other news, I'd been waiting nearly five and a half months to be able to use my Ipod Touch in my car, and now I finally can! It's gonna take me a while to get used to not being able to control it through my car stereo, but I think I'll manage. Also, while I had my stereo pulled out, to change the cable for the Ipod, I discovered why my radio reception had been so crappy for so long. It turns out that the reception amplifier wasn't installed, so I took care of that too, and now my radio, in all of it's HD glory, works again!!! So now my music needs are back up to par in my car!!! This makes me a happy(ier) guy. In other, other news, I got a pretty big compliment early last week, while filling in for one of my drivers at work, while he was on vacation. It came from a customer that wasn't ever a part of my old route, which made it even better. I'm not going to go into what it was here, because it would take too long to set up, but I will say that it totally made my day, that day. In even more other news, I've got nothin'. So I guess this is a good place to put an end to tonight's installation.
I hope you're all doing well, and that your week goes well! Don't forget to laugh, and indulge in some good eats at some point, and get some good tunes in while you're at it! Until next time, peace out y'all!
Please don't misinterpret the title of this post. I simply meant that I did not do my lazy act today. Most Sundays I do two things, laundry and grocery shopping. Some people may be thinking that grocery shopping is a tedious act of nonlaziness. I, however, do not feel that it is. The act of grocery shopping is pretty straight forward, and not at all complicated. Okay, maybe the first time you venture out on your own, with your own money, and didn't think to make a list of needed supplies, it is, but after a year or two of weekly practice, it becomes second nature. Or maybe that's just me. Anyway, today I started by getting one load of laundry into the dryer, and then on a bit of a whim (with a little nudge from my sister, Booger Brain), I checked my car tires air pressure, went to Walgreens to get a picture off of my memory card, and into print form, and then headed north towards Oshkosh, to surprise my mom for mothers' day! The drive north was kind of annoying, but the look on my Mom's face when I walked into my sister's apartment was well worth it! I love you Mom! We all (my mom, dad, and sister) sat down to a great pot of fondue, courtesy of my sister, and had a great time! It was the first time that we had all gathered at my sister's apartment, at the same time, and it was cool. Around 6, I departed, and started heading back south. More construction along the way, and a rare use of 94 through Milwaukee followed, and eventually I made it back home. Now, I'm doing one last load of laundry, and it dawned on me that I forgot to stop and get some juice for tomorrow morning (like I had planned on, all day), oops. Oh well, I'll just add it to the list for post-work shopping tomorrow.
If you've been wondering if tonight's posting was written by somebody sitting in a basement, blogging about what they see around them, you'd be more or less correct. Except for the things around me part. But hey, what can I say, this was an unplanned blog posting, and I didn't think it out before I started it, so there! Okay, in other news, I'd been waiting nearly five and a half months to be able to use my Ipod Touch in my car, and now I finally can! It's gonna take me a while to get used to not being able to control it through my car stereo, but I think I'll manage. Also, while I had my stereo pulled out, to change the cable for the Ipod, I discovered why my radio reception had been so crappy for so long. It turns out that the reception amplifier wasn't installed, so I took care of that too, and now my radio, in all of it's HD glory, works again!!! So now my music needs are back up to par in my car!!! This makes me a happy(ier) guy. In other, other news, I got a pretty big compliment early last week, while filling in for one of my drivers at work, while he was on vacation. It came from a customer that wasn't ever a part of my old route, which made it even better. I'm not going to go into what it was here, because it would take too long to set up, but I will say that it totally made my day, that day. In even more other news, I've got nothin'. So I guess this is a good place to put an end to tonight's installation.
I hope you're all doing well, and that your week goes well! Don't forget to laugh, and indulge in some good eats at some point, and get some good tunes in while you're at it! Until next time, peace out y'all!
Sunday 4 April 2010
Lazy Necromancer Sunday
Hello You Few,
For the record, it is Easter Sunday. I have wanted, but resisted, to start preaching about the inaccuracy of this holiday to the people on facebook. On Friday, I resisted calling in to WGN Radio, to reply to caller who said that the sanctity of Easter has been lost to social correctness. I say that true meaning of the holiday was lost the day the Christian church took it over, and made it their own. I mean seriously, why do people think a dead guy was brought back to life? I mean really, after a few days of decomposing in a desert, cave or no cave, there would be a bit of a funk. And besides, Where exactly did he go? I can only figure that a necromancer got involved, and used zombie man for some nefarious act. Or, it was the only way the christians could take something out of, say, a goddess bringing life back to the planet, and use it as their own thing. Hmmm.
This weekend has been alright so far, all things considered. Today, however, I find myself rather bored. The upstairs folk have left for the evening, leaving me alone with the house. Once again, alone = odd noises coming out to play. I think I'll survive though. In other news, I talked with my sister earlier, and she mentioned that my family is enjoying some grilled steak tonight. Oh, how I miss grilled anything right now. I went upstairs shortly there after, hoping to find a forgotten frozen pizza in the freezer (there wasn't one), and instead found a pack of tip pan steaks. They are horribly freezer burned, and have been in there for four months. Oh well. I suppose I could try defrosting them, and cooking them, but I don't really want freezer burned meat, when I'm dreaming of fresh, never frozen steak. Call me crazy.
Okay, topic change. I am sick of seeing the reappearance of so many people using the wrong version of words! Most commonly misused words in the last month; loose, instead of lose (and the reverse), and there, instead of their. I can understand the occasional mistype, but complete word use neglect burns my buttons! Speaking of word abuse, I fear I may be emailing somebody a little too much. It's unwarranted, and perhaps, a little inappropriate. I don't know why I can't stop myself, but I can't. In fact, I was tempted to a very short while ago, but was able to persuade myself to take out my urge to write here instead. So if you were wondering why this blog seems a little disjointed, and even more half-assed than usual, that's why. Okay, on that note I'm gonna end this pointless ramble.
Until next time, when I might have something more substantial to post, I hope you all find some good company, good food, good music, and plenty of laughter!
Peace out y'all!
For the record, it is Easter Sunday. I have wanted, but resisted, to start preaching about the inaccuracy of this holiday to the people on facebook. On Friday, I resisted calling in to WGN Radio, to reply to caller who said that the sanctity of Easter has been lost to social correctness. I say that true meaning of the holiday was lost the day the Christian church took it over, and made it their own. I mean seriously, why do people think a dead guy was brought back to life? I mean really, after a few days of decomposing in a desert, cave or no cave, there would be a bit of a funk. And besides, Where exactly did he go? I can only figure that a necromancer got involved, and used zombie man for some nefarious act. Or, it was the only way the christians could take something out of, say, a goddess bringing life back to the planet, and use it as their own thing. Hmmm.
This weekend has been alright so far, all things considered. Today, however, I find myself rather bored. The upstairs folk have left for the evening, leaving me alone with the house. Once again, alone = odd noises coming out to play. I think I'll survive though. In other news, I talked with my sister earlier, and she mentioned that my family is enjoying some grilled steak tonight. Oh, how I miss grilled anything right now. I went upstairs shortly there after, hoping to find a forgotten frozen pizza in the freezer (there wasn't one), and instead found a pack of tip pan steaks. They are horribly freezer burned, and have been in there for four months. Oh well. I suppose I could try defrosting them, and cooking them, but I don't really want freezer burned meat, when I'm dreaming of fresh, never frozen steak. Call me crazy.
Okay, topic change. I am sick of seeing the reappearance of so many people using the wrong version of words! Most commonly misused words in the last month; loose, instead of lose (and the reverse), and there, instead of their. I can understand the occasional mistype, but complete word use neglect burns my buttons! Speaking of word abuse, I fear I may be emailing somebody a little too much. It's unwarranted, and perhaps, a little inappropriate. I don't know why I can't stop myself, but I can't. In fact, I was tempted to a very short while ago, but was able to persuade myself to take out my urge to write here instead. So if you were wondering why this blog seems a little disjointed, and even more half-assed than usual, that's why. Okay, on that note I'm gonna end this pointless ramble.
Until next time, when I might have something more substantial to post, I hope you all find some good company, good food, good music, and plenty of laughter!
Peace out y'all!
Monday 29 March 2010
Here I Go Again (on my own)
Hello all,
Here's a real snafu for you. I was half way though writing this post a few hours ago. I had a plan, a plot, a storyline, a midstory (my own word), and a conclusion. However, I decided to go get myself a beverage, and noticed that the home owner was both awake, and outside of his bedroom. Knowing that he has at least one audio mixing program in his possession, I decided to ask him if any of them were on an official CD. He had one, geared towards guitar/bass audio mixing, but I figured my voice is deep enough that it might just recognize my voice as a bass guitar. I made my way back downstairs, and intended to finish the posting that I had started, when my computer completely froze up on me. I could do nothing to unlock it, and ended up having to do a hard power down. I hate having to do that! Since then, I've talked about what I was going to post, with a couple of people, and I've decided not to finish what I had started. Instead, I will say this, I will continue to attend the ChiVO group meetings, and continue to tell myself that not having any money for new recording equipment, audio mixing programs, and a new computer is no reason to give up on my dreams. That optimism is not normal for me (as most of you readers of this blog, or however few of you are left, know.)
In other news, I realized yesterday, while responding to a request for info about websites I might have, that my alternate email address is technically a link to my own web page. If only I had fully set it up with personal info months ago, when I had decided that my current email address was no longer to my liking! I feel weird giving out the one email address that I've had (in some variation, or another) for 11 years now. My deathfoe..@... account name was born from a video game characters name that I got to change, in a time in my life when "deathfoe" seemed like a good choice for the character name (as I had been playing the game for a while, and had died so many times before I learned all the secrets of success.) When I logged back into that site yesterday, I discovered that I had several new emails, mostly junk mail, and something I had requested to that site back in January was still waiting for me. Oops... I have taken steps towards completing my profile on that site now. It's available at daved42@hotmail.com. Should anybody feel more comfortable sending email to that address, instead of a teenagers email address. ;) (yeah, that's right, this 30 year old still uses emoticons)
As for non-news, I am still discontent in my life. Single for way to long now, and it's taken it's toll on me. Not just in the expected longings way, but in my day to day mental health way. I have started to fear that my longing for a companion has led me to acting in a desperate fashion. Although my intentions are not malicious, or entirely libido oriented, I feel like I need to choose my words and actions much more carefully around a woman much more carefully than I might under normal, or even regular circumstances. (Yeah, I'm back into full blown run-on sentence mode.) I'm feeling crappy about this scenario. Mix that with who I have been recently intrigued by, and what that might mean, and I am not fairing well psychologically. As if I really needed any more issues to deal with. That's life though, I guess.
Alright, that is all I've got for now. Thanks for reading this! Peace out, and good night!
Here's a real snafu for you. I was half way though writing this post a few hours ago. I had a plan, a plot, a storyline, a midstory (my own word), and a conclusion. However, I decided to go get myself a beverage, and noticed that the home owner was both awake, and outside of his bedroom. Knowing that he has at least one audio mixing program in his possession, I decided to ask him if any of them were on an official CD. He had one, geared towards guitar/bass audio mixing, but I figured my voice is deep enough that it might just recognize my voice as a bass guitar. I made my way back downstairs, and intended to finish the posting that I had started, when my computer completely froze up on me. I could do nothing to unlock it, and ended up having to do a hard power down. I hate having to do that! Since then, I've talked about what I was going to post, with a couple of people, and I've decided not to finish what I had started. Instead, I will say this, I will continue to attend the ChiVO group meetings, and continue to tell myself that not having any money for new recording equipment, audio mixing programs, and a new computer is no reason to give up on my dreams. That optimism is not normal for me (as most of you readers of this blog, or however few of you are left, know.)
In other news, I realized yesterday, while responding to a request for info about websites I might have, that my alternate email address is technically a link to my own web page. If only I had fully set it up with personal info months ago, when I had decided that my current email address was no longer to my liking! I feel weird giving out the one email address that I've had (in some variation, or another) for 11 years now. My deathfoe..@... account name was born from a video game characters name that I got to change, in a time in my life when "deathfoe" seemed like a good choice for the character name (as I had been playing the game for a while, and had died so many times before I learned all the secrets of success.) When I logged back into that site yesterday, I discovered that I had several new emails, mostly junk mail, and something I had requested to that site back in January was still waiting for me. Oops... I have taken steps towards completing my profile on that site now. It's available at daved42@hotmail.com. Should anybody feel more comfortable sending email to that address, instead of a teenagers email address. ;) (yeah, that's right, this 30 year old still uses emoticons)
As for non-news, I am still discontent in my life. Single for way to long now, and it's taken it's toll on me. Not just in the expected longings way, but in my day to day mental health way. I have started to fear that my longing for a companion has led me to acting in a desperate fashion. Although my intentions are not malicious, or entirely libido oriented, I feel like I need to choose my words and actions much more carefully around a woman much more carefully than I might under normal, or even regular circumstances. (Yeah, I'm back into full blown run-on sentence mode.) I'm feeling crappy about this scenario. Mix that with who I have been recently intrigued by, and what that might mean, and I am not fairing well psychologically. As if I really needed any more issues to deal with. That's life though, I guess.
Alright, that is all I've got for now. Thanks for reading this! Peace out, and good night!
Friday 26 March 2010
It's Been a While
Hello all,
Well, I suppose I should have started this with "hello few", as it's been months since I've been here and I know of only one person who has checked it anytime recently. Yes, that's right, another run-on sentence! Most of the last three months have been fairly uneventful. There was the four month headache of my car's check engine light constantly coming on, and eventually my coolant light coming on, in a giant red and flashing manner. That was exciting, in all the wrong ways. But after so many tension headaches, a couple hundred dollars (far less than it would have cost to have a mechanic do what I took care of), one giant blood blister, some other cuts and bruising, swearing and anger, the problem has been resolved! Two weeks of everyday driving, and no lights coming on, flashing, or yelling at me, in any color! Phew! Oh, and my mileage has gone back to what it was before that whole debacle started. Yay! I do have a picture of the previously mention blood blister, but the few I knew could handle such an image already received it, and I won't be sharing it here. As far as any other pictures go, I haven't really taken any since my last post, so this will be one of those boring text only postings.
As a few of you know, about a month ago I had a dream that introduced me to an unknown blonde woman. In the following weeks, she has come to visit me several times in other dreams I've had since. Nothing kinky, or otherwise, just keeping me company in my subconscious I guess. For a while I thought that my mind was telling me that I should give up on my brunette standard, and try to find myself a blonde girlfriend, for the first time since I was 12-13 years old. That worked out for me about as well as trying to catch a brunettes attention. There were a couple of nights when I thought my mind was being invaded by somebody, or something, but couldn't find any signs of possession. Then, after a couple of weeks, I started finding myself noticing just the brunettes again. Until last night, when I met somebody for the first time. Hold on, let me go back a bit, and start that one off properly.
About a month and a half ago, shortly after finishing my lunch at work, a woman came into the office to pick up an item she had ordered. She immediately commented on my voice (shocking, I know), and told me about a voice over group she had joined, and subsequently asked if I'd be interested in joining as well. Hmmm, that seemed a silly question to me. I came to find out that this group, ChiVO (short for Chicago Voice-over), meets officially once a month, on the last Thursday of every month, in downtown Chicago. Unfortunately last month I was short on funds (again, shocking), and had my housemate Brent's birthday that Thursday, and was heading up north that following Friday, for my Dad's birthday. So I had to wait another long month to make it to my first meeting. So the next week I set aside some money to ensure that I would have money for travel. parking and food, should I need it. Last night was finally the night, and I joined the one woman I had met already, her friend, Jack, and we carpooled into the city. When we found parking, we walked a couple of blocks to this cool cafe, in which the group has been meeting upstairs. Naturally, we went upstairs, and upon entering the room something happened. I had emailed the woman who heads up the group, her name is Morgan, to gain acceptance to the group and be put on the mailing list (email list), but had not met her yet. I did however, know at first glance of the blonde woman sitting among other people in this room, was going to be Morgan. I was not wrong. Anyway, the meeting went alright. It's a rather eclectic group of people. Ranging from amateurs like me, to old pros looking to get back into the field, to people just interested in it, and one audio/video engineer. Not surprisingly, there was a wide difference in everybody's age, but little difference in that almost everybody has a strong background in theatre. A lot of what was talked about was not news to me, but there was some stuff about the industry that I'd forgotten about, and a couple of tips I'd never known about. It wrapped up around 9:30, and we all slowly made our way downstairs, and departed slowly. I finally made it home around 11:30, and didn't fall asleep until sometime after 1:30 this morning. My alarm clocks seemed to skip four hours, and start going off immediately, but I made it to work on time today, and managed to keep my eyes open all day.
That's right, I've decided to leave everybody hanging. Suckers, ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! (or, "moo ha ha!") Now to wait and see what I can do in this newly reopened opportunity. Maybe this long time dream of mine will take a step towards reality, what ever road it leads me down.
In case you're wondering, I'm actually referring to the voice over dream.
As for this night tonight, I am trying to fend off the new bout of depression that struck me on my drive home from work today. As much as I'd like to blame it on being so damn tired, I know that's not it. This has been a recurring theme for me on Friday afternoons, when 3 o'clock comes around, and I know I have nothing to look forward to all weekend, other than turning my alarm clocks off for a couple of days.
I hope that everyone else is getting along okay. Have yourselves a good weekend, have some good food, and of course, laugh a couple of times!
Peace out y'all!
Well, I suppose I should have started this with "hello few", as it's been months since I've been here and I know of only one person who has checked it anytime recently. Yes, that's right, another run-on sentence! Most of the last three months have been fairly uneventful. There was the four month headache of my car's check engine light constantly coming on, and eventually my coolant light coming on, in a giant red and flashing manner. That was exciting, in all the wrong ways. But after so many tension headaches, a couple hundred dollars (far less than it would have cost to have a mechanic do what I took care of), one giant blood blister, some other cuts and bruising, swearing and anger, the problem has been resolved! Two weeks of everyday driving, and no lights coming on, flashing, or yelling at me, in any color! Phew! Oh, and my mileage has gone back to what it was before that whole debacle started. Yay! I do have a picture of the previously mention blood blister, but the few I knew could handle such an image already received it, and I won't be sharing it here. As far as any other pictures go, I haven't really taken any since my last post, so this will be one of those boring text only postings.
As a few of you know, about a month ago I had a dream that introduced me to an unknown blonde woman. In the following weeks, she has come to visit me several times in other dreams I've had since. Nothing kinky, or otherwise, just keeping me company in my subconscious I guess. For a while I thought that my mind was telling me that I should give up on my brunette standard, and try to find myself a blonde girlfriend, for the first time since I was 12-13 years old. That worked out for me about as well as trying to catch a brunettes attention. There were a couple of nights when I thought my mind was being invaded by somebody, or something, but couldn't find any signs of possession. Then, after a couple of weeks, I started finding myself noticing just the brunettes again. Until last night, when I met somebody for the first time. Hold on, let me go back a bit, and start that one off properly.
About a month and a half ago, shortly after finishing my lunch at work, a woman came into the office to pick up an item she had ordered. She immediately commented on my voice (shocking, I know), and told me about a voice over group she had joined, and subsequently asked if I'd be interested in joining as well. Hmmm, that seemed a silly question to me. I came to find out that this group, ChiVO (short for Chicago Voice-over), meets officially once a month, on the last Thursday of every month, in downtown Chicago. Unfortunately last month I was short on funds (again, shocking), and had my housemate Brent's birthday that Thursday, and was heading up north that following Friday, for my Dad's birthday. So I had to wait another long month to make it to my first meeting. So the next week I set aside some money to ensure that I would have money for travel. parking and food, should I need it. Last night was finally the night, and I joined the one woman I had met already, her friend, Jack, and we carpooled into the city. When we found parking, we walked a couple of blocks to this cool cafe, in which the group has been meeting upstairs. Naturally, we went upstairs, and upon entering the room something happened. I had emailed the woman who heads up the group, her name is Morgan, to gain acceptance to the group and be put on the mailing list (email list), but had not met her yet. I did however, know at first glance of the blonde woman sitting among other people in this room, was going to be Morgan. I was not wrong. Anyway, the meeting went alright. It's a rather eclectic group of people. Ranging from amateurs like me, to old pros looking to get back into the field, to people just interested in it, and one audio/video engineer. Not surprisingly, there was a wide difference in everybody's age, but little difference in that almost everybody has a strong background in theatre. A lot of what was talked about was not news to me, but there was some stuff about the industry that I'd forgotten about, and a couple of tips I'd never known about. It wrapped up around 9:30, and we all slowly made our way downstairs, and departed slowly. I finally made it home around 11:30, and didn't fall asleep until sometime after 1:30 this morning. My alarm clocks seemed to skip four hours, and start going off immediately, but I made it to work on time today, and managed to keep my eyes open all day.
That's right, I've decided to leave everybody hanging. Suckers, ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! (or, "moo ha ha!") Now to wait and see what I can do in this newly reopened opportunity. Maybe this long time dream of mine will take a step towards reality, what ever road it leads me down.
In case you're wondering, I'm actually referring to the voice over dream.
As for this night tonight, I am trying to fend off the new bout of depression that struck me on my drive home from work today. As much as I'd like to blame it on being so damn tired, I know that's not it. This has been a recurring theme for me on Friday afternoons, when 3 o'clock comes around, and I know I have nothing to look forward to all weekend, other than turning my alarm clocks off for a couple of days.
I hope that everyone else is getting along okay. Have yourselves a good weekend, have some good food, and of course, laugh a couple of times!
Peace out y'all!
Sunday 3 January 2010
The Beginning of a New Decade
Hello, and welcome to my first blog of 2010.
There was a bit of personal turbulence in my life to close out the last year, you might say. This year started off quietly, for the first couple of days anyway. Through a bit of transference, and a short paid rent, a large hole in the dining area wall appeared, next to where the table had been sitting. It was the craziest thing. I had just put my cup of juice down, and the next moment the other end of the table lifted rapidly up and over. The wall broke, and so did my cup of juice. Some one sided screaming ensued, and everyone walked away unscathed, and with a bit more understanding of reason. Or something like that. So it wasn't what you'd call a good start to a Lazy Sunday. Oh well, could have been worse I suppose.
I couldn't think of any resolution to make for the new year, just like the last several years. So I shaved my chin beard off. I was getting kind of bored with it anyway. Okay, so I left a little scruff there. It's cold outside this time of year. Other than that, I've been giving some deeper consideration of making some kind of change in my life. Thinking more and more of making a job change, or career move, or whatever you call it. Additionally start trying to market my voice again, somehow. Maybe even try getting out into the dating world again too. Hold on, perhaps I'll just start with one thing at a time. Just as soon as I can figure out which one to start with.
A few days ago, I posted my first "video" on youtube. It's really just a slide show of a lot of pictures. Most of which were already viewable on facebook (friends only), but a few that aren't up there. So far it's gotten 67 views, from a few different spots worldwide! Okay, I know that isn't really much, but it's cool to me, as I did little to advertise it. Continuing on the technology theme, thanks again for the Ipod, Mom, and the tires, Mom and Dad, and the vinyl Lisa!!! And all the other stuff too, on that note. Marley seems to think that he's found a new bed as well.
Okay, time for me to make a late lunch, and settle in for the rest of this almost lazy day. I hope everyone had a good holiday season, and hopes you all have a good year!
Peace out, y'all
There was a bit of personal turbulence in my life to close out the last year, you might say. This year started off quietly, for the first couple of days anyway. Through a bit of transference, and a short paid rent, a large hole in the dining area wall appeared, next to where the table had been sitting. It was the craziest thing. I had just put my cup of juice down, and the next moment the other end of the table lifted rapidly up and over. The wall broke, and so did my cup of juice. Some one sided screaming ensued, and everyone walked away unscathed, and with a bit more understanding of reason. Or something like that. So it wasn't what you'd call a good start to a Lazy Sunday. Oh well, could have been worse I suppose.
I couldn't think of any resolution to make for the new year, just like the last several years. So I shaved my chin beard off. I was getting kind of bored with it anyway. Okay, so I left a little scruff there. It's cold outside this time of year. Other than that, I've been giving some deeper consideration of making some kind of change in my life. Thinking more and more of making a job change, or career move, or whatever you call it. Additionally start trying to market my voice again, somehow. Maybe even try getting out into the dating world again too. Hold on, perhaps I'll just start with one thing at a time. Just as soon as I can figure out which one to start with.
A few days ago, I posted my first "video" on youtube. It's really just a slide show of a lot of pictures. Most of which were already viewable on facebook (friends only), but a few that aren't up there. So far it's gotten 67 views, from a few different spots worldwide! Okay, I know that isn't really much, but it's cool to me, as I did little to advertise it. Continuing on the technology theme, thanks again for the Ipod, Mom, and the tires, Mom and Dad, and the vinyl Lisa!!! And all the other stuff too, on that note. Marley seems to think that he's found a new bed as well.
Okay, time for me to make a late lunch, and settle in for the rest of this almost lazy day. I hope everyone had a good holiday season, and hopes you all have a good year!
Peace out, y'all
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