Saturday, July 28, 2012
The new job is cool. I don't feel like a useless person anymore. My birthday came and went. I made a coconut cake. I could kick myself in the butt because I have gained a little weight. The Olympics have started.
Thursday, July 26, 2012
Sunday, July 22, 2012
Soemtimes, all you can do is shrug your shoulders at the visicitudes of life.
Saturday, July 21, 2012
I really hate how over-zealous I am sometimes. Like Miss America on crack. I really need to work on that. I'm not kidding.
Scedule july 22-28
Sun-10:15- 3:15. 7:15-10
Mon- 1-6
Tues- 3:30-7:30
Wed-off
Thursday-9:30-2
Friday-off
Sat- 4:45-9:45
Mon- 1-6
Tues- 3:30-7:30
Wed-off
Thursday-9:30-2
Friday-off
Sat- 4:45-9:45
Friday, July 20, 2012
Shooting at Movie Theater
There was a shooting at a movie theater in Aurora, CO. A gunman opened fire in theater 9 during the showing of The Dark Knight. As of now they are saying that 12 are dead (downgraded from 14) and 35 hurt (downgraded from 50). Apparently he kicked in the exit door. At least that's what they are saying. Personally, I don't see how you can 'kick in' an exit door in a movie theater from the outside. Maybe from the inside where the door opens out. IDK. It only happened about 6 hours ago at the midnight showing. There is some cell phone video. Right now the police are in the shooters apartment. The lady on the news just said that 10 of the dead people are still in the theater.
Wednesday, July 18, 2012
Tuesday, July 10, 2012
Had my orientation at Pier One. It was cool. Go back tomorrow at 9:30 - 1:30.
Monday, July 9, 2012
Sue called. She got rear-ended. Details later.
Saturday, July 7, 2012
Murder Can't Stop by W.T. Ballard
1
BILL LENNOX was getting drunk. He had been working at it with steady purpose for almost an hour, and he was pleased to notice that the back-bar no longer made a sharp line against the yellow dirtiness of the wall.
Here, then, was proof that he was making progress, and that the quart of Scotch which he had already consumed had not been drunk in vain.
The excursion into the realm of alcoholic bliss was Lennox's way of illustrating a point. It was, he thought, as he watched the bartender open a second quart and pour a generous portion into the glass, what you could expect when a man stuck his neck out to help a friend.
Had he been one who became tearful while in his cups, he might have sobbed at this point, but he was not given to tears. He was angry, angry at himself for ever having embarked on such a life and for ever having let personal friendship sway him in his course.
He had never dreamed that at thirty, he would be an executive in one of the world's largest picture studios. He had not gone to college with that in mind. Nor had he worked three years on a Chicago newspaper in preparation for a producer's existence.
Friday, July 6, 2012
I got a really cool lampshade from Goodwill that looks like it came right out of a Perry Mason episode.
Thursday, July 5, 2012
Tuesday, July 3, 2012
I hope I don't jinx this by saying it, but the Pier One interview went well. At least I think it did. Hopefully I will get it.
Monday, July 2, 2012
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