Life, live it.

So, I didn't get the job. Poop knockers! Oh well, there are many other jobs in the world. I'm thinking of becoming a taco cart guy. That would be cool. Anyway, the director of information systems said that I was a strong candidate but that they opted to go with someone more qualified. He really felt bad and asked if I was upset with him. I told him that I'd be less upset if I had the job, but he could be a reference for me in the future. He was happy to do that and added that he would really like to see me apply for future openings in his department. I must say that my attitude and personality did carry me pretty far in this venture because the person that they chose over me is top notch. I would have had to have been trained whereas this person didn't. I respect his decision and hopefully the way I carried myself will open doors for me in the future.

Someday, I'd like to be a little more like my pops. I was helping him with some shopping at Costco and this woman in really short white shorts is in front of us in the line. My dad just says this out loud, "Wowee, check out the legs on that girl!" She turns around and sees my 78-year-old yoda-like dad holding his cane and dismisses him with a quick side glance and back to her purchase. At least he said what all of the guys in the vicinity were thinking. She had about the best pair of legs money can buy and she knew it. Did I ever mention that my dad has a big picture of himself smiling, framed, with the caption "I love me!" in his room? I'm just waiting for the mysterious beer can to appear in their fridge again. He needs his odd journey back to the way things were before he met my mom and got religion every now and then.

I know women like to go shopping, especially for shoes, when they get upset, or anytime really. I start looking on Ebay for guitars or amps. Hearing the news today about not getting the job was upsetting enough for me to just about plop down a couple G's for a Gibson Les Paul Standard. That is money I have been saving for either future medical expenses, school, or one night at a Reno brothel. Besides, pictured to the right is my exquisite early seventies Japanese knock-off of a Les Paul Custom, "Suzi" Suzuki. Suzuki, you know, the people that make violins? It is a great guitar that has some custom wind pickups that I had made for it. The new pickups are shown in this picture.

The pickups are W@gner Custom Rewinds and are worth the money I spent on them. Plus, who doesn't like zebras?

Thanks for letting me indulge in a bit of show and tell. It helped me from making an impulse purchase. Sometimes you have to remind yourself of what you already have to make yourself feel good inside.