My brain is going

bread mold
Originally uploaded by MDH, II.

I can feel it, I can feel it. Stop. What are you doing Dave? I need that.

[line noise]

... would you like to hear a song?

G'Night

I had two interveiws today. One was daycare provider/teacher that might have gone well. The second was for a Korean job; on the phone. It also seemed to go okay. The interveiw I had yesterday I don't think went well, but I don't know that.

If the Wednesday job wants me, they will call me tomorrow and I'll start next week. If they others call me, it will be next week. It would be nice to have two Fort Wayne jobs to wipe out my piles of bills.

if only I could ...

get a CDL for this job.

Yep, Halliburton is hiring. This is a trucking job, but when you have trillions of dollars, hey ... you can hire!

Cast in red

The power of the sun, deep colors, and reflection

You can bank on it

This is an odd gift my family gave to me. It's a talking bank.

2nd Christmas & New Year

Angel insisted on being the center of attention

Megan lounged and made herself comfortable

Many people played spoons!

Somehow, we got together for a group photo

Happy New Year, one and all!

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.