Illustrated Magnetic Poetry

Runny nose, painful sinuses, chills, current temp 100.8° F. I stayed home from work, but I have my first writing class tonight, and I don’t want to miss that. Damn. I’ve got a nasty feeling that I’ve now used up too many of my days off to be able to go to California in August.

I get a weekly update from USA jobs of openings the government has in my specialty. Most would require moving a fair distance, but I keep my eyes open just in case one were to become available within commutable distance. I was fairly surprised yesterday evening when the weekly update appeared in my inbox indicating…

Damn. I just had one of those stupid misheard lyrics moments and now feel like a total jerk. Richard Thompson does a song that’s on his new “Action Packed” anthology, which I got a few weeks back. It was originally from “Mock Tudor”, a cd I never got around to purchasing. I love this song….

I’m up for a big job. A former veterinary school professor/mentor/friend has put my name up for the quality assurance position that has become available at Big City Veterinary School. This person would be responsible for auditing the lab to make sure it stays in compliance for its accreditation as a state lab. It is…

This past Sunday I was able to watch most of CBS’s “Sunday Morning” show. One of the stories they ran was on America’s New Unemployables. I can’t say that it helped my morale any. [insert wry grin here] Apparently there’s a perfectly good chance that I may never get full-time employment again because I’m over…

A really good soundtrack to eating one’s first kiwano: And no. It’s got nothing to do with kiwanos. But it’s happy, and so am I at the moment.