Well, I’m back on the fast, and I’m working through the TEFL certification course a few bits a day.
I’m hangry, but I know it’ll go away when my body recognizes its feeding time.
I lose some good weight last time, and it didn’t bounce back all the way, so here’s to not being a fat bastard in 2018!
When the night drags on,
and the faint tintinnabulation rises in the cold winter air,
a warning to the passersbys,
that yule rattlesnake,
the scarlet clad predator, with the look of pure disconnection,
shakes faster at your approach,
The change rattles down it’s gullet with a clink and clatter.
its hunger unsatisfied,
the ringing begins it’s warning again.
So, in my day job as a cashier (union benefits are awesome, and that’s why I’m there), we’re expected to ask if people would like to donate to Santa Bucks ( we make holiday meals for the less fortunate families in our community. The money stays in our community, and doesn’t get sucked dry by come corporation who “manages” it.)
When people don’t want to help, they like to say
“No, I’m good”
I’ve been replying
“Neutral at best.”
KEEP YOUR ALIGNMENT OUT OF MY LINE!
This stuff is the TITS!
I think it’s the best thing they’ve come up with in YEARS, better than the cookies and cream bar with the peppermint bits. It’s that good.
They’re on buy 2 get one free sale right now, and thought I’ll have some tomorrow.
Those got nommed. Properly.
On a Role Roll.
My Brother Travis, author of the awesome Names of Power series is working on book three of that series, and it’s pretty snappy, if a bit rough. It’s a hoot seeing him write some of my characters into his series. (both of our series share the same world)
Meanwhile in the lab, I’m also working on my book three. The kid gloves are finally off, and things are gonna get dark. Lovin’ it.
So, the day after Halloween, I was working my cashier job, and as usual, after a holiday, you ask did you have a good <INSERT HOLIDAY NAME HERE>?
I had this one old biddy, reply “I hate it and everything about it.”
Curious, I ask, “Did something happen?” because tragedy takes away holidays. My neice killed herself on st. paddy’s day, so that holiday is kind of dead to me. I get it. Really.
But she replies “I hate it because it’s the devils birthday” The utter conviction and faith in her voice was
Sometimes things happen that lower my expectations of humanity.
This was one of them.
So I got a gig working for Evergreen museum doing 2 shows in December, (I’m playing Wilbur Wright!)
If you didn’t know. This is the place that has the Spruce Goose (and it is super impressive in person!)
No actual money, but memberships for me and the squirt. So we can hit that waterpark!
2 shows in one day = 2 memberships to an awesome museum, with an indoor waterpark and IMAX = totally worth it.
I suppose it’ll look good on a resume?