Quentin reviews movie

"I know how good the movie is. I don't need you to tell me how good the movie is. Marcy makes [crap]."

I saw March of the Penguins. It was good and I was indeed surprised that a nature dcoumentary "with flair" made it and stayed in the theater. Good for them! If you want to watch a movie about penguins ... watch this. It is entertaining, but it's a documentary so there isn't the voice over with comical voices -- thank goodness!

12 Steps, 12 days ... maybe it can be done

Yes, but not quite yet. I have a few other things yet to do.

only few more pages to go

" You remember when you told me to tell you when you've finally lost it? Well, you have. Your reality check has arrived."

Well, since my ticket has been punched ...
close

Saddam Hussein's last words ...

"No matter how this turns out, I still want my old job back!"

Saddam; rope; inner-lobby execution room
check my answer, yep I won Clue

The brief video I saw was (FileCabi dot net), well, unrealistic. For one, Saddam was well dressed, surrounded by who appeared to be white guys (hands), had a cloth wrapped around his neck prior to hanging. The only thing I can write, is that if he is indeed dead ...
the world is just a little bit safer.

Happy New Year

photo courtesy of BangDoll@flickr photos

My "maybe" interview

I had an interview here today. I'll find out whether it meant anything. They were all nice enough. It seemed to go okay.

One Christmas

As well as the link to the family blog, I must add my commentary above and beyond all that.

I have absolutely money. I, little drummer boy, have no gift to bring, so I fell back on what parcel of anything I can do -- art and writing. I made cards this year, using stencil printouts, box-knife cutting, biblical research and authoring unique wishes and love to my family. In the end, I always find fault in my work -- skeptical and critical of even me. I look at the cards -- 2nd grade, I see and think to myself. They are a little better than than perhaps, maybe second semester 2nd grade.

My letters of intent, interest and my resume's have brought nothing but dispair to me. Christmas Eve I spent nearly high from art fumes and I haven't had time and made time for friends on this short "break time" for most on this important part of the year.

God knows I'm sad and I've little laughter in a week. Christmas for me is about giving -- surrendering what I cannot give, the joy others get strengthens me for months. Now, I have nothing. I have given what I can, knowing that I won't suddenly feel like magic. I'm an actor anymore -- feigning happiness and joy. I do thank God for friends, family and what I do have, but can't help being angry about what basic things I need and want -- a job and the money and responsibilty that comes with it.

While writing this, a little spot of niceity -- Christmas 2006 at MR's. I wasn't there, but Dave pasted me in anyway. I am in dispair, with happy thoughts that my Mom isn't in hospital now as she had spent months there this year and that Father is not battling cancer yet again.

I can think of only one worse Christmas and that was in Wisconsin -- lost, helpless, hopeless, friendless, (though I had a job), in a place as cold as Greenland.

I'm having trouble using the word, "like" anymore for there is little to attribute to it.

May you have a great Christmas and New Year!

without a driver

My sister called last night. She was at her in-laws and there was a computer problem. The DSL, which worked just 3 days ago, didn't work. I was on speakerphone and talked about the issues. They then mentioned the sound also died. That, I knew was linked. The drivers were the issue. When they opened the device manager -- it listed nothing. The in-laws had no system discs. Yep ... hosed. One of their sons, I think Mike, was going to get his XP disc and try to get it to recover XP. I mentioned also that there was likely a bug on the systemt that they needed to kill with any number of virus protection softwares.

I know not how it is now.

Down to three options

It has been months since I have had work. I have applied everywhere. I have been promised calls, even if they were, "no, thanks", I'd want it.

I haven't signed any papers, but I saw that I essentially had three choices:
death,
military,
teaching abroad.

I didn't really want death, have no interest in committing to four years to go abroad and kill people, so I am down to teaching students abroad. Sadly, Canadians speak English, so I wouldn't be moving there or to England. If accepted, I would be in Korea.

This is where I wonder what God's plan for me is. Surely, I would have had one place call to express interest, other than sales jobs. With the bleakness of my situation, I wondered if I could sell insurance, or financial advice, but I can't. In doing figures for an insurance job, I am of a negative value ... no assets and quite a bit of liability. In order to sell, you have to have prospects (potential buyers) and I don't have those.

If I do not get a job offer soon, I will have to take this opportunity. It pays enough that I can pay my bills and secure away a little. The company would provide a furnished apartment.

"Tell me spirit. Are these the things that will be, or might be only."

They found me!

You know ... I just thought the lighting was off a bit in the photo, but I think it might be me.

Because ...

I used some fixative to help with a project and it seems to be getting stronger as it "disipates". Man, is my head thumpin'! I didn't want to spend Christmas Eve high, but I guess I created that! Windows open and my head isn't clear.

While others dream

firefighter
Originally uploaded by MDH, II.

A volunteer firefighter heads toward a local fire. May Christmas bring you no work, save time with your family.

American Christmas

Troops across the globe, Royal Guardsmen playing "Snoopy's Christmas", I can write and say Christ, Jesus and Christmas. I don't have to wish "happy (distasteful) holidays" nor chat death to [insert country here].

May Christmas be as you want, may Christmas be in your heart. If people wish to forego Christmas, that is their right. God bless America and Christ save us all!

Have blessed and very merry Christmas, in whatever way you choose.

Don't get mad, get even

For what it's worth, I sent my story to a couple of media sources. I hope that they try themselves to identify the problem.

I gave them days to answer -- they didn't, here's my story

I got two emails that passed through my spamfilter and into my mailbox because of the name: letters@route.monster.com. This concerned me for a great number of reasons.

I didn't like the email, as it was clearly generic and lacking any compnay names, as well as null@null.null for undisclosed recipients. I would have let it pass, but I paused and thought about the two and only two possibilities here. Either monster sold my email address or monster has been successfully routed (ha ha) and hacked. I posed this situation to tech support at Monster via chat. As per the request, I forwarded the email to Monster. Monster wrote that they would get back to me.

Hey! This is a simple binary answer. Either you have been routed/hacked or you sold my email. It should take you two or fewer minutes to answer. After a few days of no response, I submit to any and all readers:

DO NOT TRUST MONSTER.COM. They have an issue, either intentional or by limitations. Monster never returned my responses on this issue, so I can fully write that they are not going to address the issue.

I believe this will end my use of Monster.com and I would advise anyone using it to be aware of these two distinct possibilities: hacking or selling of emails. Neither is good and Monster apparently doesn't want to commit to one or the other.

Oh Christmas tree, oh Christmas tree

How lovely are your branches!
Presents at the base and love throughout. Merry Christmas to all!

More cards

Many holiday greetings

Many years, many cards.

Selling the intangible

I got a question on Tuesday about a job. "Can you sell something that's intangible?" I can and did. I sold students on the value of education. I sold education. It is, perhaps, the third most intangible concept to sell. The second would be morals and ethics. The most intangible would be spirituality.

Spirituality, soul conception, is completely and wholly (not holy) intangible. When someone dies, according to many, the soul leaves and enters the afterlife or afterdeath. This is completely unprovable. It is faith and faith alone that sells this concept.

Morals and ethics can be proven to be helpful and worthy in life experiences. Cheating someone only to find s/he is then in the position to do the same to do, can show honesty is better and always is. In the end, immoral acts always have a price and amoral behavior leads to little gain, overall.

Education, while not 100% accurate, generally leads people to greater choices, not necessarily greater happiness or fortune. It is certain that few un- or undereducated persons with little or no dedication ever did anything or met with success. Education, therefore is a ticket to a cinema of shows or "lives" as it were. You go to the cinema and see a show, but don't like it, you can see another; or so it is in life with an education you get to choice other vocations. Without education, your choices are limited.

I have sold the intangible.

Rex Elrond Anderson

Hugo Weaving; Elf King, Agent Smith, and Rex the sheephearding dog. I watched Babe the other night and noticed that Hugo was Rex, for the voice sounded like his.

Babe, why do you do it? Why do you go on and on? I smell of it, if there is such a thing. +
He "stays here for you!" ++

paraphrased from
+ Matrix
++ Return of the King