piled up pictures

I was gonna deliver stuff, but then I got high ...
in perfectly good shape
even the house is an antique
damn crack (ed) pipes
smoke on this

local job?

Well, I suppose I should start with the fact that my Friday interview gave me a "Dear John" letter, ie: no thanks.

Here is a local job listing, but . . . the "company" has a family house. Hmmm.

mash ups

Cyrus Spice?

more later

While looking for grants, I came across an interesting "talent" as it were.

important to me

T: 2 - 9

W: 4 - C

R: 2 - 9

F: 11- 8

S: 11 - 5

N: off

M: 4 -C

and next week

Monday 1:00 pm, FW interview
Tuesday 9:30 am, FW interview (unlikely sales job)

Scotty!

MR and I were watching Wrath of Khan and made quite a bit of fun of the movie again. While very enjoyable, our lampooning was equally funny.

bi dough

Dough that goes both ways?

they don't know

part time, full time, best guess

for sale

PSP, 1 game, headphones, usb cable $250


Not mine, but I am pimping out his materials for him.

Yahoo is less relevant

Do you want a job? According to Yahoo, Monster is a better pick than HotJobs.Yahoo. OK Yahoo, you should know.

bitches about glitches

Has anyone read his or her own ad? I wonder why they aren't getting loads of calls.
Full time supervisors and managers earning less than $15,000 annually. Huh. I just wonder why we can't fill these positions.
Dudes, give your material to me, I'll proof-read and edit all that you send me.
Then you can post it.

Shatner's priceline

Stop! Don't pay more for the services of a hooker without William Shatner as the T.J. Hooker Price(line) Negotiator. Half-and-half -- maybe get even half off.




-- pardon the sloppiness. I did this quickly.

grade

Surprise, for not understanding the basic question, you get an "F". The question was simple, but the answer or result given showed absolutely no evidence of comprehension. I would have done better ask Lucy in the sky with diamonds.

naked furniture cleaning

I don't mean unfinished cupboards, but rather innuendos of wood and polishing.

Unbelievable. That sounds safe, right?

I'm sure that the "clients" just want a clean house. Uh, yeah right. Yeah, there's nothing better than a nude maid dusting fan blades and cleaning windows in the sun room.

This was featured in the FW area.

My 2nd Indy interview

My 2nd Indy interview a waste. OK, the job is a big maybe, oh and after the joy of driving down to Indy, you get to come back tomorrow. I won't BOTHER telling you that you should plan for that and maybe bring a change of clothes for the group interview tomorrow. Is this your first week working then?

My first one went very well. I seemingly did a nice job at interview. I don't know anything on pay, but know that I would likely get lots of hours. Hey, yeah, I like that!

I will discuss the details when I get positive feedback on the job, oh, say, an offer.

nuclear power

Iran has threatened to continue nuclear development. It also has shown missile development. If Iran keeps threatening, it will be nuclear powered, but in a different way.

There is a lot of energy coming from Iran now. I mean, a lot!

my week so far

interviews:

Tuesday	11:00 Carmel, IN; 3:00 pm Indianapolis, IN
Wednesday
Thursday
Friday	10:00 Fort Wayne, IN

dumping on you

new, hateful banter replaces fancy words and empty promises

checking

Just bend over and check . . . the temperature or pressure, either way not a good prospect.

For you

What else can I print, type, show?

24 years

in only 24 hours, days, what's the difference?

really cute

Find him and register him dead

Eric P. Monnin , 33
Height: 6-feet
Weight: 160 pounds
Eyes: Hazel
Hair: Brown
Distinguishing mark: Dragon tattooed on left arm
Charge: Failure to register as a sex offender.

Shoot first, second and third, then ask questions.

Howdy, partmner!

Will the real spelling please stand?

I read scripts

Hi [my name],
I see that you responded to our [ad] on craigslist. Do you want to make money? Do you have 10-15 hours a week? Are you able to have a good phone voice? That what I'll need you to do is call this number and listen to the program for 15 entering in this PIN #. At the end you call me back and I'll give you the company link so that you can see what we do.

Sounds like Bullsh** to me!

Well, that's what I should have said. Instead, I was all keyed up and aching to do it. I then instantly typed in the number to google to see what I found. Aha! It was listed as, surprise, investment. You get the great opportunity to cold call people and anyone who signs up you get $500. That is according to someone who called it.

Do you need a pin? Have mine! 777123# ****wealth dot com

I was walkin' through the park one day .. in the very month of August

Please pardon my Dante-like story introducing my pictures. I have, for a while, shunned my idealistic attachment to God, thinking that a loving God doesn't induce slow and withering agony to persons. I shuddered to think that a God-fearing church-goer could develop Alzheimer's and die a miserable death while criminals remain alive and well. Some felons living rich.

I was really thinking nothing of that when I saw some pictures ready to take. I walked on my little journey just thinking of taking pictures and of the week coming with only two known interviews. I carried with me a bit of self-pity on which to snack on this trip, however long it might take.

Clouds with a streak (of good luck) with a nearly hidden jet in the sky.

I was drawn to a shaded area where I could take a picture of clouds with shade cast off them .

I could not believe that I found this...
what appeared to be God's mailbox and God lives locally.

I was always hoping that God would give me a plainer sign. I think God has this time.
OK, so God exists, then I wonder what does God do?

I should reflect on my life, maybe.

Should I lie in wait or be active?
While there is a certain attraction to waiting, living is better.

There is beauty everywhere, often closer than you think.

There is death. There is always death, it is the cycle of physical existence.

Should I take a seat and listen?

I should grow on old decaying ideas and learn to develop, regardless the challenges.

Bright, colorful ideas can be seen, if you look hard enough.

Bird by the roadside, quite dead.
I could fear flying, fear trying, but then I would die anyway having never known flight.

I could leave a mark here and there.
I could think of all the times I got burnt, but no.

Despite the peril, the challenge, it starts with a first step.
Here, I nearly sank inescapably. I chose a different path.

Though trains move back and forth over the same tracks, they begin somewhere, right?

"Now, why was I trying to catch a train" came to mind, but instead I think it is a well laid track for me to follow.

With a train-like snort, this deer by the railroad tracks watched me intently, but didn't run away for I didn't chase it away. I watched it, and it me.

New life, little tadpoles swimming happily in murky water.

I looked down to my left and saw a small path in the wood where I had been walking.

I got on my journey from a cement road to one like this.

In the middle of my walk, I saw a creek and the life surrounding it.
It was cool (temperature) and lovely.

There is life plain, simply neat to see and watch.

With some patience, you can see the details of things you dismiss as common.

If you walk slowly enough to enjoy your walk, you can see how you can have a unique perspective. It's not just a beetle, but one you haven't seen, haven't photographed, haven't touched before.

I started off on a purposeless journey. It didn't matter what I did for it was purposeless.
Perhaps life isn't so. Perhaps God has an influence that I just can't perceive.
I am a doubter, a skeptic, a dreamer of sorts, but call myself practical.
I also haven't been really observing, but just moving in a plane of existence.
I should have a purpose-driven life.
Now, my question isn't to God, but to me.
What is my purpose?

While my prose is terrible, I thought that I would introduce the pictures with the kick in the head I got. At the end of my journey I was sore with a sprained ankle, which I thought was just twisted. I also had to walk on it for about 90 minutes, as well as climb a barbed wire fence to get out of the wooded area. I wasn't hurt, just sore and I walked funny (or funnier).

I've taken pictures, so what? What is the point without a track, a path, a direction?

For now, I guess I could encourage people to turn off the car and walk where you have never walked before. Go, enjoy, smell scents you haven't, seen things you haven't ... touch, hear, live.

All of the photos were taken in Fort Wayne, IN in various locations.

ad uh, no

I merged dating and education again ... bad me!

Now dating and education is for "couples"

50 words per second. While I can be fast, I know I'm not that fast.

I know that I'm dirty minded, but is it just me here with the "dollop" of oil here? I think it's an implication of something else.

Am I too late to start teaching again

in Texas? Su-weet! Teachers get to be armed. What's that, you those aren't your drugs, but you're carrying them for someone else?

[blam]

You didn't mean to . . .

[blam]

There wouldn't be any kids left alive if this were the law in Chicago.