BASEBALL STUFF!!!
Today the Brewers begin their season versus the Giants of San Francisco.
With Suppan on the mound, things could get interesting.
But.
If our bats quake I think we could get out of any type of jam Supes gets us in.
Only time will tell.
In other baseball news:
The Cubs won last night.
I felt really good cheering against them.
Stupid Cubs.
And.
CC, former Brewer ace, totally TOTALLY did not do a good job for the Yankees.
6 earned runs in 4 1/3 (I think).
0 K's.
And while I want to like CC because he did help us get to the playoffs, he does play for the most hated team in all of baseball.
The Yankees.
And I think his paycheck is ridiculous.
I think most paychecks are ridiculous at this point.
Historically, CC doesn't do well in April.
At least he didn't last April.
And if this is the case, is he doomed to hear "Boo's" for the rest of the season from Yankee's fans?
Or will they cheer him on when he does well?
It's not like Yankees fans are known for their cooth-ness.
And yes, I know some Yankees fans, and they are nice, I'm making huge generalizations here.
I'm just interested to see how that will play out.
In other news:
Election Day today!
MPS School Board Elections.
Which mostly I'm happy about because I will have people stop calling me and stop knocking on my door.
Boo.
Annoying.
Recession news:
I got a call from a job today.
YAY!
But since I have no experience writing press releases (not like I can really fake that as I have none on a company letterhead or anything like that) I was ruled out.
Boo.
Hiss.
The good thing about that is that at least my resume doesn't suck.
It, at least, is being looked at.
So...
That is good news anyway.
That was the West Bend Silver Lining of my day.
E and I officially started our recession garden.
We planted our seeds, well the seeds that have come.
I may need to call the other company as the rest of the seeds haven't come yet.
But I'm gonna probably wait it out.
I'm gonna middle it out.
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
Monday, April 6, 2009
Day 27
It's Baseball day here at the B-C household.
The Padres' first game is tonight (E's team).
I'm even wearing my Beavers shirt to support them.
(The Beavers are the Padres' AAA team.)
The Cubs play the Astros and I will most defs be rooting for the Astros.
Right now anyway, until we're in a pennant race.
Then and only then will I (begrudgingly) root for the Cubs to beat another team in our division.
It's an "if/when/but" situation.
And I don't like to do it.
Not at all.
But then!
THEN!
Brewer Ball starts tomorrow!
Excitement is brewing.
Pun totally intended.
I will re-read all the Brewer info I have amassed.
Maybe I will finally work on that baseball cd.
I've already been practicing my baseball sayings/cliches:
*If you can touch it, you can catch it *STRIKE this guy OUT *Turn it turn it turn it *It's still early in the season. *It's a long season. *You gotta make that play.
*Too high! Too high? *COME ON BLUE!
*Effing Cubs *The Cubs still suck
Just to name a few.
I usually pick up a few as the season goes on.
Recession news:
Applied for two jobs today.
Media Relations Assistant for the Salvation Army
and
Outreach Program Coordinator at Cardinal Stritch
I actually think I am qualified for both of these.
But I'm not expecting much since I have gotten one bite in almost, what, 20 resumes sent out?
Applied to get my unemployment check.
Big news for MY recession.
Per yuge I will let you know how the job search goes.
The Padres' first game is tonight (E's team).
I'm even wearing my Beavers shirt to support them.
(The Beavers are the Padres' AAA team.)
The Cubs play the Astros and I will most defs be rooting for the Astros.
Right now anyway, until we're in a pennant race.
Then and only then will I (begrudgingly) root for the Cubs to beat another team in our division.
It's an "if/when/but" situation.
And I don't like to do it.
Not at all.
But then!
THEN!
Brewer Ball starts tomorrow!
Excitement is brewing.
Pun totally intended.
I will re-read all the Brewer info I have amassed.
Maybe I will finally work on that baseball cd.
I've already been practicing my baseball sayings/cliches:
*If you can touch it, you can catch it *STRIKE this guy OUT *Turn it turn it turn it *It's still early in the season. *It's a long season. *You gotta make that play.
*Too high! Too high? *COME ON BLUE!
*Effing Cubs *The Cubs still suck
Just to name a few.
I usually pick up a few as the season goes on.
Recession news:
Applied for two jobs today.
Media Relations Assistant for the Salvation Army
and
Outreach Program Coordinator at Cardinal Stritch
I actually think I am qualified for both of these.
But I'm not expecting much since I have gotten one bite in almost, what, 20 resumes sent out?
Applied to get my unemployment check.
Big news for MY recession.
Per yuge I will let you know how the job search goes.
Day 26
Lazy Sunday.
Lazy Sunday.
Lazy Sunday.
Read the Sunday paper.
Looked at the ridiculously minimal job section.
Read the Brewer 09 special insert (the whole reason E. bought me the paper).
What if I just turned into a newsie and started calling them "papes?"
I'm afraid people would just think I am a bad typer.
Even the paper was a lazy read, except for the Brewer stuff, there was nothing of excitement or import, really. Nothing I really remember anyway.
E and I had another Chinese food fest with some wontons (no wonder my pants don't fit me anymore) and some fried rice.
We watched Hitchcock's "To Catch A Thief."
Not fabulous, but entertaining.
And Cary Grant is a dreamboat.
True.
Then I made the mistake of a lifetime.
I was perusing the the movie channels, seeing if I could find anything that was starting around that time.
And there it was.
Opening credits rolling.
The Sex and the City Movie.
And as much as I didn't want to see it.
I thought it might give me a few cheap laughs.
And lull me to sleep.
Except.
It got me so angry I had to watch the last part of Juno to put me in a better place.
The only thing I didn't hate about the movie was that Samantha broke up with her bf.
That was great.
But also oddly placed since she seemed like an afterthought throughout the whole movie anyway.
But everything else I hated.
EVERYTHING.
Vomit vomit vomit.
Also how LONG was this movie?
Seriously?
Almost three hours?
And there were no funny parts at all.
Although, I did like Miranda's hair in the film.
What I didn't understand was at the end, Carrie's voiceover was saying how she and Big just needed each other, and not some marriage, blippity bloo, and then the final scene is her getting married.
Because her being a successful writer, living luxuriously in NYC with her bf is not enough.
Even though she just said it was (in the v.o.).
So it seemed like the film was trying to be "We're fierce, we just need each other" what you saw on screen was the complete opposite.
Case in point:
Carrie reads Samantha's daughter "Cinderella" and says, "You know this is just pretend, right?"
The girl nods and says "Again."
To which Carrie says, "Another one bites the dust."
Except that is what this movie is.
It's a fairy tale.
The difference is that in fairy tales, the princesses generally have to over come some kind of hardship...I will take Disney Princesses over SATC any day.
What do the ladies on SATC have to get over?
Can't find husbands/shoes?
Seriously?
I won't even comment on the one sided view of feminity it provides.
Could not one of them be poor? Or non-white? Or jobless?
Okay so that last one was for me.
Homogoneous, heternormative horse hockey.
This could totally be my thesis if I ever went back to grad school.
That or baseball films and feminism.
You know it's bad when a Hitchcock film portrays the ladies better than a current movie.
I had to find something else to watch just to get the bad taste out of my mouth.
So I found the last hour of "Juno" which was schmaltzy in a much more palatable hipster way.
Because if any kind of pregnancy is funny, it's white teenage pregnancy.
Lazy Sunday.
Lazy Sunday.
Read the Sunday paper.
Looked at the ridiculously minimal job section.
Read the Brewer 09 special insert (the whole reason E. bought me the paper).
What if I just turned into a newsie and started calling them "papes?"
I'm afraid people would just think I am a bad typer.
Even the paper was a lazy read, except for the Brewer stuff, there was nothing of excitement or import, really. Nothing I really remember anyway.
E and I had another Chinese food fest with some wontons (no wonder my pants don't fit me anymore) and some fried rice.
We watched Hitchcock's "To Catch A Thief."
Not fabulous, but entertaining.
And Cary Grant is a dreamboat.
True.
Then I made the mistake of a lifetime.
I was perusing the the movie channels, seeing if I could find anything that was starting around that time.
And there it was.
Opening credits rolling.
The Sex and the City Movie.
And as much as I didn't want to see it.
I thought it might give me a few cheap laughs.
And lull me to sleep.
Except.
It got me so angry I had to watch the last part of Juno to put me in a better place.
The only thing I didn't hate about the movie was that Samantha broke up with her bf.
That was great.
But also oddly placed since she seemed like an afterthought throughout the whole movie anyway.
But everything else I hated.
EVERYTHING.
Vomit vomit vomit.
Also how LONG was this movie?
Seriously?
Almost three hours?
And there were no funny parts at all.
Although, I did like Miranda's hair in the film.
What I didn't understand was at the end, Carrie's voiceover was saying how she and Big just needed each other, and not some marriage, blippity bloo, and then the final scene is her getting married.
Because her being a successful writer, living luxuriously in NYC with her bf is not enough.
Even though she just said it was (in the v.o.).
So it seemed like the film was trying to be "We're fierce, we just need each other" what you saw on screen was the complete opposite.
Case in point:
Carrie reads Samantha's daughter "Cinderella" and says, "You know this is just pretend, right?"
The girl nods and says "Again."
To which Carrie says, "Another one bites the dust."
Except that is what this movie is.
It's a fairy tale.
The difference is that in fairy tales, the princesses generally have to over come some kind of hardship...I will take Disney Princesses over SATC any day.
What do the ladies on SATC have to get over?
Can't find husbands/shoes?
Seriously?
I won't even comment on the one sided view of feminity it provides.
Could not one of them be poor? Or non-white? Or jobless?
Okay so that last one was for me.
Homogoneous, heternormative horse hockey.
This could totally be my thesis if I ever went back to grad school.
That or baseball films and feminism.
You know it's bad when a Hitchcock film portrays the ladies better than a current movie.
I had to find something else to watch just to get the bad taste out of my mouth.
So I found the last hour of "Juno" which was schmaltzy in a much more palatable hipster way.
Because if any kind of pregnancy is funny, it's white teenage pregnancy.
Sunday, April 5, 2009
Day 25 (free recipe inside!)
I'm not gonna lie.
I was a little wrecked this morning.
Mostly tired as J, S & I pretty much closed Nessum Dorma the night prior.
And I had dog pick-ups and dog adoption to do.
But it wasn't anything that coffee and a bagel couldn't fix.
And about two hours watching the soundtrack channel.
And an hour long disco nap.
And some diet pepsi.
Back in the day that list would have consisted of diet pepsi and MAYBE a bagel.
Ogh.
What a drag it is getting old.
The good news is that a greyhound got adopted, the house got straightened, and some girlies came over for a movie night.
Which, like so often when we get together, was domestic bliss in the kitchen for the first hour.
(I was starving and made more cream cheese wontons, because I'm addicted.)
But then we watched the "Pepileptic Dogs" episode of Flight of the Conchords and laughed.
Then we watched "Drop Dead Gorgeous."
And let me say, this movie is full on hilare.
Minnesota accents, smoking, and dancing with Jesus on a cross.
Good times.
And then, quite possibly the greatest musical of all time:
Labyrinth.
P and I wanted to see if we could recite the movie line for line.
Almost.
And we still don't understand why should pick her brother over David Bowie.
I didn't understand it then.
And I don't understand it now.
But that movie is still amazing.
I would also like to comment on the fascination that the soundtrack channel brought me for a good two hours last night.
As we are living in a recession, E. had control over the computer.
So I settled in for some bad television.
Which turned into really good television of the soundtrack channel.
If you don't have the soundtrack channel, you are missing out.
I got to see the video for Batdance by Prince.
Addam's Family by MC Hammer (or was he just Hammer at that time?)
Danger Zone by Kenny Loggins
Footloose by Kenny Loggins
3 Star Wars songs
If You Could Read My Mind by three chicks that did not do a very good job
And more.
That were awful and awesome all at the same time.
It made me realize that there is a whole world of music that needs to go on my ipod.
And I forgot how much I loved "Batdance" by Prince.
True.
It's definitely going on my next Halloween compilation.
Recession news:
A job I applied to actually requested writing samples from me.
I was quite excited to see this, and will most definitely keep you posted.
I'm not expecting much, but it's the first bite I've had since my recession began, so the fingers are crossed and the thumbs are being held.
I have to say I think I'm doing a really good job of applying for jobs.
I now have decided I need to do a better job of writing my fiction, because I think I may have a novel on my hands.
Eek.
Recession fun:
Here is the recipe for cream cheese wontons.
I feel this is relevant because these are wickedly easy to make and wickedly cheap.
Okay and Becky requested it.
To wit:
1 pack of wontons (which is about 80 I believe) $1.99
1 bunch of scallions (maybe $1, but probably less, and you don't use the whole bunch)
1 can of water chesnuts ($.79)
1 pack of cream cheese ($.88, generic on sale)
The filling mix above makes about 20-30 wontons, which is easily enough to feed a small army.
One caveat: You should only make what you are going to eat that night. They don't keep/re-heat well. So you may want to halve the following recipe:
Ingredients:
Wonton wrappers
4 scallions, chopped
1 can of water chestnuts, drained and chopped
1 pack of cream cheese, softened.
Paprika to taste
*Combine ingredients.
*Mix until thoroughly combined.
*Take a wonton wrapper and outline the edges with water (I usually have a wee cup of water and use my finger and run it along the edges of the wonton).
*Fill wonton with about a tsp. of mixture (maybe a more maybe less).
*Fold wonton in half so it makes a triangle, the water you outlined will seal the edges. *Continue until you have as many wontons as you need.
*In a frying pan (or you could use a deep fryer) line the bottom of the pan with oil, then do it again (you want the bottom of your wontons to be able to rest in the oil).
*When oil is hot place wontons in the pan, fry until the bottoms are brown, and then flip over. *When both sides are brown they are done!
*Drain on paper towel
*Enjoy!
They are delicious, but probably not so nutritious. But they ARE way cheaper (and more delicious) than ordering them via take-out!
I was a little wrecked this morning.
Mostly tired as J, S & I pretty much closed Nessum Dorma the night prior.
And I had dog pick-ups and dog adoption to do.
But it wasn't anything that coffee and a bagel couldn't fix.
And about two hours watching the soundtrack channel.
And an hour long disco nap.
And some diet pepsi.
Back in the day that list would have consisted of diet pepsi and MAYBE a bagel.
Ogh.
What a drag it is getting old.
The good news is that a greyhound got adopted, the house got straightened, and some girlies came over for a movie night.
Which, like so often when we get together, was domestic bliss in the kitchen for the first hour.
(I was starving and made more cream cheese wontons, because I'm addicted.)
But then we watched the "Pepileptic Dogs" episode of Flight of the Conchords and laughed.
Then we watched "Drop Dead Gorgeous."
And let me say, this movie is full on hilare.
Minnesota accents, smoking, and dancing with Jesus on a cross.
Good times.
And then, quite possibly the greatest musical of all time:
Labyrinth.
P and I wanted to see if we could recite the movie line for line.
Almost.
And we still don't understand why should pick her brother over David Bowie.
I didn't understand it then.
And I don't understand it now.
But that movie is still amazing.
I would also like to comment on the fascination that the soundtrack channel brought me for a good two hours last night.
As we are living in a recession, E. had control over the computer.
So I settled in for some bad television.
Which turned into really good television of the soundtrack channel.
If you don't have the soundtrack channel, you are missing out.
I got to see the video for Batdance by Prince.
Addam's Family by MC Hammer (or was he just Hammer at that time?)
Danger Zone by Kenny Loggins
Footloose by Kenny Loggins
3 Star Wars songs
If You Could Read My Mind by three chicks that did not do a very good job
And more.
That were awful and awesome all at the same time.
It made me realize that there is a whole world of music that needs to go on my ipod.
And I forgot how much I loved "Batdance" by Prince.
True.
It's definitely going on my next Halloween compilation.
Recession news:
A job I applied to actually requested writing samples from me.
I was quite excited to see this, and will most definitely keep you posted.
I'm not expecting much, but it's the first bite I've had since my recession began, so the fingers are crossed and the thumbs are being held.
I have to say I think I'm doing a really good job of applying for jobs.
I now have decided I need to do a better job of writing my fiction, because I think I may have a novel on my hands.
Eek.
Recession fun:
Here is the recipe for cream cheese wontons.
I feel this is relevant because these are wickedly easy to make and wickedly cheap.
Okay and Becky requested it.
To wit:
1 pack of wontons (which is about 80 I believe) $1.99
1 bunch of scallions (maybe $1, but probably less, and you don't use the whole bunch)
1 can of water chesnuts ($.79)
1 pack of cream cheese ($.88, generic on sale)
The filling mix above makes about 20-30 wontons, which is easily enough to feed a small army.
One caveat: You should only make what you are going to eat that night. They don't keep/re-heat well. So you may want to halve the following recipe:
Ingredients:
Wonton wrappers
4 scallions, chopped
1 can of water chestnuts, drained and chopped
1 pack of cream cheese, softened.
Paprika to taste
*Combine ingredients.
*Mix until thoroughly combined.
*Take a wonton wrapper and outline the edges with water (I usually have a wee cup of water and use my finger and run it along the edges of the wonton).
*Fill wonton with about a tsp. of mixture (maybe a more maybe less).
*Fold wonton in half so it makes a triangle, the water you outlined will seal the edges. *Continue until you have as many wontons as you need.
*In a frying pan (or you could use a deep fryer) line the bottom of the pan with oil, then do it again (you want the bottom of your wontons to be able to rest in the oil).
*When oil is hot place wontons in the pan, fry until the bottoms are brown, and then flip over. *When both sides are brown they are done!
*Drain on paper towel
*Enjoy!
They are delicious, but probably not so nutritious. But they ARE way cheaper (and more delicious) than ordering them via take-out!
Friday, April 3, 2009
Day 24
I woke up rather early today due to the presence of a pseudo foster dog.
So I let the dogs out.
Have a morning smoke.
Battle some random vertigo (??? Seriously? My life has become a JD Salinger novel), and make some coffee.
Upon checking my email I have the obligatory facebood notifications, the job search results (mostly populated with jobs I'd already applied to) and...
And?
And a message from one of the Madison jobs!
I assumed it was a "Thankyouforyourapplication.Duetothehighvolume...blahblah Bleah."
But it wasn't.
Instead it was just a cordial note checking to make sure I knew the job was located in Madison.
Why yes.
Yes I did know that.
So I'm hopeful that is a good sign.
In other recession news:
I've had 3-5 people talk to me about grad school.
In the past 24 hours.
Is this God trying to tell me something?
Is this my mind playing tricks on me?
Is this me just finding pointless connections?
Is grad school the answer to the recession that everyone gives?
So I wanted to make a statement.
If I still do not have a job by the end of baseball season, because let's be real.
It's kind of a blessing that I got laid off right before Brewer season starts.
God doesn't shut a door without opening a window.
Man I love cheesy cliches.
This is God's country.
And it's not like I'm going to be concentrating on much else once the Brewers throw out the first pitch.
I mean job searches, blogs, and baseball I can handle.
But job searches, grad school applications, blogs AND baseball? That is a lot.
I think.
Plus I think the summer would entail many professors on sabbatical or vacation.
So it works out that way too.
Because I really do miss talking about film.
And books.
And cultural zeitgeists.
So last night I watched "Fried Green Tomatoes."
Mostly because I love Mary-Louise Parker and I just finished watching the last season of Weeds.
So I remember seeing that movie in the theater and liking it (I think I was like 11?).
And then I remember all these rumblings about whether or not the characters, the two girl characters were gay.
And my reaction was thus (in order)
eww
well...maybe
really?
whatevs.
Upon watching the film again there is obvious lesbian symbolism, but I couldn't help but wonder:
Much like Flagg (the author of the book) stated, she didn't write specifically about lesbians, just two women in love, with a deep commitment/bond to each other. While I agree to a point with this, I also think my view on sexuality(straight or queer) is a lot more fluid than most other people. But I also think representation in film or culture is important.
If you want to read an interesting article on the film you can do so here.
I really enjoyed it as it's written in the relevant time of the movie, but sadly a lot of the topics are still super relevant today.
[I realize this is probably only interesting to me, but this is what I mean when I say I'm a film geek/snob. I read articles on films to validate my theories.]
In other news:
I get to go out to dinner with friends tonight and in the waiting time I plan to edit some of my newest miserable failure.
Or.
Work on making my screenplay into a short story, as I think it would actually help the screenplay itself. And as much as I hate to admit it...I tihnk it might actually work better as a story.
But I'm not promising myself anything.
I'm gonna middle it out.
I'm actually quite excited at the mental picture of me, alone at a bar looking studious with wine.
It's the little things.
So I let the dogs out.
Have a morning smoke.
Battle some random vertigo (??? Seriously? My life has become a JD Salinger novel), and make some coffee.
Upon checking my email I have the obligatory facebood notifications, the job search results (mostly populated with jobs I'd already applied to) and...
And?
And a message from one of the Madison jobs!
I assumed it was a "Thankyouforyourapplication.Duetothehighvolume...blahblah Bleah."
But it wasn't.
Instead it was just a cordial note checking to make sure I knew the job was located in Madison.
Why yes.
Yes I did know that.
So I'm hopeful that is a good sign.
In other recession news:
I've had 3-5 people talk to me about grad school.
In the past 24 hours.
Is this God trying to tell me something?
Is this my mind playing tricks on me?
Is this me just finding pointless connections?
Is grad school the answer to the recession that everyone gives?
So I wanted to make a statement.
If I still do not have a job by the end of baseball season, because let's be real.
It's kind of a blessing that I got laid off right before Brewer season starts.
God doesn't shut a door without opening a window.
Man I love cheesy cliches.
This is God's country.
And it's not like I'm going to be concentrating on much else once the Brewers throw out the first pitch.
I mean job searches, blogs, and baseball I can handle.
But job searches, grad school applications, blogs AND baseball? That is a lot.
I think.
Plus I think the summer would entail many professors on sabbatical or vacation.
So it works out that way too.
Because I really do miss talking about film.
And books.
And cultural zeitgeists.
So last night I watched "Fried Green Tomatoes."
Mostly because I love Mary-Louise Parker and I just finished watching the last season of Weeds.
So I remember seeing that movie in the theater and liking it (I think I was like 11?).
And then I remember all these rumblings about whether or not the characters, the two girl characters were gay.
And my reaction was thus (in order)
eww
well...maybe
really?
whatevs.
Upon watching the film again there is obvious lesbian symbolism, but I couldn't help but wonder:
Much like Flagg (the author of the book) stated, she didn't write specifically about lesbians, just two women in love, with a deep commitment/bond to each other. While I agree to a point with this, I also think my view on sexuality(straight or queer) is a lot more fluid than most other people. But I also think representation in film or culture is important.
If you want to read an interesting article on the film you can do so here.
I really enjoyed it as it's written in the relevant time of the movie, but sadly a lot of the topics are still super relevant today.
[I realize this is probably only interesting to me, but this is what I mean when I say I'm a film geek/snob. I read articles on films to validate my theories.]
In other news:
I get to go out to dinner with friends tonight and in the waiting time I plan to edit some of my newest miserable failure.
Or.
Work on making my screenplay into a short story, as I think it would actually help the screenplay itself. And as much as I hate to admit it...I tihnk it might actually work better as a story.
But I'm not promising myself anything.
I'm gonna middle it out.
I'm actually quite excited at the mental picture of me, alone at a bar looking studious with wine.
It's the little things.
Thursday, April 2, 2009
Day 23
New dog day!
New dog day!
Dog sitting for a couple of days for a fellow GPA-er.
He's big and black and goof-o-matic.
For a greyhound.
His name is Dodge.
And for some reason I've taken to calling him Senor Dodge or Dodger or Dodge Ball.
But I like it.
On the docket for today.
More job searching/applying.
Although I have to say I am getting dreadfully sick of it.
Possibly some planting of the seeds.
So I can start my urban vegetable garden.
If anything grows.
I still don't have much confidence in myself.
The good news:
As I am having some besties over on Saturday I think I will discuss my book idea with them.
As I will need their help and the help of people they still know.
Because I am highly paranoid, I will not discuss the premise of the book here, because I'm sure there are people who are way more motivated than I am.
And will get it done much more quickly than I can.
So.
Stay tuned.
Good times on the bayou.
Good times around the corner.
[That was a hint.]
Besides jobs, I'm also searching for a rolling pin.
I just want a plain wooden one.
Are these so terrifically hard to find?
Target, mega super fun town that it is, only had non-stick ones.
They were super heavy and ugly.
Which isn't a huge deal, as it's just a rolling pin.
But if I'm going to pay $20, it better be the exact one that I want.
I'm just saying.
Recession update:
Applied for two jobs in Madison.
Make that two copywriting jobs in Madison.
I don't think we'd move there necessarily.
And let's be real.
I have heard back from zero jobs thus far.
So if I have to drive an hour or so to a job I really like.
I guess I can do that.
I can listen to the new Neko Case.
And there is the badger bus which goes up there.
Which is also something to be looked into.
Wifery update:
I found a rolling pin.
I knew Crate and Barrel wouldn't let me down.
AND!
Cheaper than Target.
Nice.
I'm doing a good job at the recession.
Also.
Added to my cookery repertoire:
Cream cheese wontons!
So delicious and easy.
I'm sure each one is a heart attack in a fun little (edible!) package but I figure what better way to die than eating delicious puffs of cream cheese and onions?
JK JK JK
Teenage suicide
Don't do it.
New dog day!
Dog sitting for a couple of days for a fellow GPA-er.
He's big and black and goof-o-matic.
For a greyhound.
His name is Dodge.
And for some reason I've taken to calling him Senor Dodge or Dodger or Dodge Ball.
But I like it.
On the docket for today.
More job searching/applying.
Although I have to say I am getting dreadfully sick of it.
Possibly some planting of the seeds.
So I can start my urban vegetable garden.
If anything grows.
I still don't have much confidence in myself.
The good news:
As I am having some besties over on Saturday I think I will discuss my book idea with them.
As I will need their help and the help of people they still know.
Because I am highly paranoid, I will not discuss the premise of the book here, because I'm sure there are people who are way more motivated than I am.
And will get it done much more quickly than I can.
So.
Stay tuned.
Good times on the bayou.
Good times around the corner.
[That was a hint.]
Besides jobs, I'm also searching for a rolling pin.
I just want a plain wooden one.
Are these so terrifically hard to find?
Target, mega super fun town that it is, only had non-stick ones.
They were super heavy and ugly.
Which isn't a huge deal, as it's just a rolling pin.
But if I'm going to pay $20, it better be the exact one that I want.
I'm just saying.
Recession update:
Applied for two jobs in Madison.
Make that two copywriting jobs in Madison.
I don't think we'd move there necessarily.
And let's be real.
I have heard back from zero jobs thus far.
So if I have to drive an hour or so to a job I really like.
I guess I can do that.
I can listen to the new Neko Case.
And there is the badger bus which goes up there.
Which is also something to be looked into.
Wifery update:
I found a rolling pin.
I knew Crate and Barrel wouldn't let me down.
AND!
Cheaper than Target.
Nice.
I'm doing a good job at the recession.
Also.
Added to my cookery repertoire:
Cream cheese wontons!
So delicious and easy.
I'm sure each one is a heart attack in a fun little (edible!) package but I figure what better way to die than eating delicious puffs of cream cheese and onions?
JK JK JK
Teenage suicide
Don't do it.
Day 22
While I would never advocate moving to the suburbs, I found the greatest election going on next door in Menomonee Falls.
E and I had to go pick up an adoption folder for a greyhound that we're adopting out on Saturday.
And as we're driving I think I see a sign that says "Jefferson Davis."
Now, I'm no political strategist, but I'm guessing that if my name were Jefferson Davis I would go by Jeff, or Ferson, or maybe take my mom's last name.
Not this guy.
Which made me think maybe he's playing to the base of those who really do wish ill upon our African America brethren.
We were in the Falls after all.
E and discuss the utter insanity of it when we come upon another sign.
"Randy Newman"
Who, OBS, would get my vote.
Because I agree.
Short people got no reason to live.
Plus Randy Newman has other connotations for me which is an extreme inside joke that would prove not nearly entertaining enough to keep anyone's interest except mine and a very few select friends.
So for a split second I wish I lived in Menomonee Falls so I could get the most ridick ballot of all time.
And cast my vote for a great satirical singer-songwriter.
It should be noted that I actually have no idea what either candidate stands for.
I'm making this analysis purely on their names.
Recession News:
I actually tried to apply for a job that I had already applied to yesterday.
Luckily monster wouldn't let me look like an ass in real life.
Needless to say, I'm assuming I didn't get that job as they are still posting for it.
Boo me.
So I applied to UWM for two positions that I'm pretty sure I won't get cos I never hear anything from UWM or Marquette when I apply there.
I also applied for an Administrative Assistant at Alverno.
E. thought I should hold out for some more "writerly" jobs, but considering I've applied to about 12 jobs and have gotten one rejection letter, and one "Thanks for you interest" letter, I'm guessing this economy doesn't afford me to be that picky.
I think it will be hard enough to match my previous wage.
In other news:
I went and saw B's baby today.
I always find it hard to believe, and yes kind of amazing, when I think that a baby was just in her uterus.
It's weird.
Even though he was super tiny (and quiet! jeez!), I still couldn't believe she pushed that kid out.
Weirdzoes.
But I think I still prefer dogs to babies.
I find as I'm getting older I'm really leaning away from breeding.
I don't have a drive in me that says "have kids have kids have kids" and I don't think one should have a kid if you're just "kind of maybe" thinking about it.
I think that is why we have so many shitty people, kids and acts in the world.
Other people's kids are good enough for me if I randomly feel motherly.
And let's be real.
When does that happen?
Plus it seems to take a lot of your time.
And I like my alone time.
Plus, I don't want to get fat.
Or give up drinking for a year.
All true stories.
God that got boring.
Boo me.
This weekend I actually have plans which should prove fun.
Dinner and drinks with work people on Friday night.
Well, ex-work people.
If it was my current work people it would be Dog and I.
Which, let's be real, would be pretty awesome because Dog would eat everyone's food off their plate at a restaurant.
AND!
I finally get to see one of my besties this weekend for a night of drinking and movies.
Since the recession has hit ALL of us.
Well, me.
S-I-L wedding stuff for her.
Whatevs.
Tomato Tomato.
E and I had to go pick up an adoption folder for a greyhound that we're adopting out on Saturday.
And as we're driving I think I see a sign that says "Jefferson Davis."
Now, I'm no political strategist, but I'm guessing that if my name were Jefferson Davis I would go by Jeff, or Ferson, or maybe take my mom's last name.
Not this guy.
Which made me think maybe he's playing to the base of those who really do wish ill upon our African America brethren.
We were in the Falls after all.
E and discuss the utter insanity of it when we come upon another sign.
"Randy Newman"
Who, OBS, would get my vote.
Because I agree.
Short people got no reason to live.
Plus Randy Newman has other connotations for me which is an extreme inside joke that would prove not nearly entertaining enough to keep anyone's interest except mine and a very few select friends.
So for a split second I wish I lived in Menomonee Falls so I could get the most ridick ballot of all time.
And cast my vote for a great satirical singer-songwriter.
It should be noted that I actually have no idea what either candidate stands for.
I'm making this analysis purely on their names.
Recession News:
I actually tried to apply for a job that I had already applied to yesterday.
Luckily monster wouldn't let me look like an ass in real life.
Needless to say, I'm assuming I didn't get that job as they are still posting for it.
Boo me.
So I applied to UWM for two positions that I'm pretty sure I won't get cos I never hear anything from UWM or Marquette when I apply there.
I also applied for an Administrative Assistant at Alverno.
E. thought I should hold out for some more "writerly" jobs, but considering I've applied to about 12 jobs and have gotten one rejection letter, and one "Thanks for you interest" letter, I'm guessing this economy doesn't afford me to be that picky.
I think it will be hard enough to match my previous wage.
In other news:
I went and saw B's baby today.
I always find it hard to believe, and yes kind of amazing, when I think that a baby was just in her uterus.
It's weird.
Even though he was super tiny (and quiet! jeez!), I still couldn't believe she pushed that kid out.
Weirdzoes.
But I think I still prefer dogs to babies.
I find as I'm getting older I'm really leaning away from breeding.
I don't have a drive in me that says "have kids have kids have kids" and I don't think one should have a kid if you're just "kind of maybe" thinking about it.
I think that is why we have so many shitty people, kids and acts in the world.
Other people's kids are good enough for me if I randomly feel motherly.
And let's be real.
When does that happen?
Plus it seems to take a lot of your time.
And I like my alone time.
Plus, I don't want to get fat.
Or give up drinking for a year.
All true stories.
God that got boring.
Boo me.
This weekend I actually have plans which should prove fun.
Dinner and drinks with work people on Friday night.
Well, ex-work people.
If it was my current work people it would be Dog and I.
Which, let's be real, would be pretty awesome because Dog would eat everyone's food off their plate at a restaurant.
AND!
I finally get to see one of my besties this weekend for a night of drinking and movies.
Since the recession has hit ALL of us.
Well, me.
S-I-L wedding stuff for her.
Whatevs.
Tomato Tomato.
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