Fixer-upper
“Open up your ears and hearts:
You put a big bird in a small cage and he’ll sing you a song.”
-Patrick Watson
I had some car troubles turn mind-troubles in Pittsburgh over the weekend.
The Jeep’s fuel injector has gone wonky and it started shivering and yawing in traffic on Sunday, idling with great frustration at red lights.
For [...]
Poverty Playlist: “Please Mrs. Henry” by Bob Dylan
“Please, Missus Henry, Missus Henry, please!
I’m down on my knees
An’ I ain’t got a dime.”
On the sunny side
I had a pretty exciting interview this morning for a position I probably would’ve scoffed at back when I thought only in terms of “good guys” (newspaper journalists) and “bad guys” (nearly everybody else, except for kittens and orphans).
Dating ourselves
I woke up Friday morning to call from a potential employer, asking if I could do a phone interview early this week.
I was confused at first because I thought the call was from my dentist’s office. Then I was excited. And then… the crushing dread.Getting this far always leaves me in a worse mental spot than just having my resume ignored or rejected outright.
The Monday grind
The whole world is moving and I’m standing still. –The Weepies
The great workforce beast lurched forward and out into the snow this morning, as evidenced by all the grumbling on Facebook and Twitter. They stood at bus stops and waited in traffic and swiped metro cards on the way to that glorious first pot from [...]
Adventures in jobland
Don Quixote is a bit of a kindred spirit, save for the unreasonable delusions and deteriorating mental state. I like how he strikes out with no real plan except to react bravely and valliantly to the circumstances he meets along the road. My way, too, has always been to just sally forth in search of what I want, taking the adventures and windmills as they come.
Somehow it’s always works out– in one magically unexpected way or another.
