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New Position

New day. Lot’s of rain and wind. Did not sleep well. Bill’s snoring was atrocious. I asked Rand how he dealt with it and he replied, lose weight, floss and rinse and brush teeth before sleep and also learn to sleep with your mouth closed.

I did go out into the maelstrom this morning. Needed milk for my cereal. Midway to the store, my umbrella turned into a pretzel. I made in back home soaking wet. A change of clothes was required. And the power went out, then back on, then out again and then back on.

I heard from Greg Stevens many times today. I told him I wasn’t going to make it in, too messy outside, plus I was rather grouchy from missing a good night’s sleep.

In the pit of my stomach is anxiety. From the new job that I am scheduled to start a week from today. More from that than from the stage reading I am doing tonight. Heard from my brother Brian who was encouraging as well as Annemarie and a friend from McSwells, Andrea.

Apparently she reads my blog, probably from Twitter feed that Rand set up. Also been using Google Analytics to see who and where my blog gets read. Apparently a lot more than the 2 or 3 that I usually expect. And from all over the world.

Page views last a minute sometimes, but I suppose it counts. Someone in Mount Holly reads it too. Who do I know in Mount Holly?

And now the reader in Mount Holly will read my writing about the reader in Mount Holly. Maybe they will find it an invasion of their privacy. Maybe they’ll respond and say hello. Or maybe they will stop reading this blog.

I have a phone interview in about 15 minutes with the person who sent me an online application on Saturday night at 11:00PM. I filled out the pre-screening application rather cheekily yesterday, but quite honestly.

The woman who sent it called me back almost immediately to set up the interview. So at 2:30 this afternoon I will be otherwise engaged for about 20 minutes. Then I should have a nice lunch and then get ready for the reading.

Bill and I watched 2 hours of Big Love last night, both good hours, the second hour getting more and more twisted plot wise, and also featured Sissy Spacek. Then we went over the lines I am going to read tonight. I think and Bill thinks it went well.

We’ll see how it goes tonight. I’m just helping out, sitting among the actors. I suppose I will adapt by how they go through their lines and read accordingly. At least I hope I do.

I did go out again this afternoon, things had calmed down quite a bit with regards to the weather. Had to drop off birthday greetings for my dear friend Billie in Washington DC as well as for my brother in law Rex.

Now it’s just drizzling out, earlier I could have sworn a tornado was passing overhead.

Well I just got off from the phone interview. Supposed to last 20 minutes, but I was so well spoken that it lasted 31 minutes. The woman who interviewed me was impressed with my phone manner and was taken with the fact that it was more like a conversation than an interview.

I was basically myself. I mentioned that if she wanted to interview me in person, it had best be soon since I am starting that new position next Monday. She understood.

She was the initial call before the actual company that is looking to hire, which is at the Citi Corp Center a block and a half away from where I previously worked. So basically I was myself, not the charmer, just answering the questions plainly and honestly.

I also did not lie about my education. I’m a high school graduate. I also said I was an autodidact.

Since I’ve written this now, I suppose I will write about what happens later at the reading, tomorrow. Right now it isn’t raining. I hope that continues.

Wax and Wane

I am so tired. I forgot how walking around midtown in work boots can weigh you down. Perhaps it as Harpy says, I am tired from the elation of getting a job. Last night wasn’t so bad. Bill was on the phone running lines with some guy who’s going to be in a play that Bill was working on.

I surprised Bill by having Lawn Hors d’œuvre Criminal Malcontent on when he came out of the bedroom. It was actually a really good one. Logan’s (Chris Noth) last episode or at least one of the last ones. It piqued my interest when they mentioned Lenny Briscoe in the beginning. That was the late Jerry Orbach’s role.

Bill was surprised to see it on and I was surprised to hear Bill know most of the lines. It turned out that Bill has the episode on his iPod and has seen it quite a few times since it’s one of his favorites. We started to watch another Lawn Hors d’œuvre Criminal Malcontent when my brother Brian texted me to tell me that Bruce Springsteen was on Spectacle with Elvis Costello.

Immediately we switched over to that, or rather I switched over since Bill decided to go to bed. I remember the first time I saw Elvis Costello and the Attractions at the Capitol Theater on the Armed Forces tour.

My brothers and I had fifth row seats on the left and at the end of the show walking a few feet away from us was Bruce heading backstage to meet Elvis and the boys. It was a good show on Spectacle and it was only part one. Bill was asleep by the end and I of course watched the news, Conan O’Brien and then Craig Ferguson before I turned in myself.

And yes, there were some weird dreams.

One involved me riding on the back of a motorcycle being driven by Fergie. We were heading to Fort Lee for the premiere of Nine. We rode across the George Washington Bridge and saw the traffic for the Harlem River Drive when she decided to turn around and head back to Fort Lee.

On the bridge I fell off the back of the motorcycle. We weren’t going fast and I merely went ‘plop’ and got back on. I wrote that down in the notebook that I’ve been keeping next to the bed to record these dreams.

I also wrote Rhane Stone/Coffee, Copier Love and Robin Guthrie. Robin was in the Cocteau Twins and married to fellow Cocteau Twin,Liz Fraser. Their relationship ended badly.

Today I went in to help out Greg Stevens again. It was an interesting time. I spoke with 2 of the subtenants who will need to vacate the offices at the end of February. They are scrambling to find new space as soon as possible.

Luckily for them I will be working for a company that leases offices for small companies. I called up Chaim who interviewed me and left a voice mail. Turns out, he is the president of the company. He called me back and I told him the scoop.

He told me to give them his direct number and was impressed with the fact that I produced 2 potential clients. A nice father in the cap and I haven’t even gotten the cap yet.

Also heard from Cindy See who returned my call. She recommended taking the job that was offered. She also felt that I was being underpaid for my services, but like I wrote yesterday, it’s the bird in hand.

And yes while it is a pay cut, it is better than the unemployment benefits on which I’ve been eking out a meager existence. She did tell me that I should keep looking and if anything comes up she would let me know.

The workplace drama begins anew.

I also had a realization. While I am happy to be working again, there is some trepidation. I realize that with each job that I’ve had, or anyone has, requires that you have to reinvent your personality, or adjust if you will.

My trepidation was about who will I have to be at this new job?

And what the fuck is up with the Supreme Court allowing corporations to donate as much money to campaigns as they might want?