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Hold On Tight

It’s been a busy day somewhat for me today. Not as busy as yesterday and not as much fun either. Today was an interview. Didn’t get too worked up about it and was able to prepare for it at a casual pace. Got my resumes, my references and my photo ID together.

Dropped off a suit on Monday to get pressed and patched up as well as a shirt that needed a patch. Well the patch on the shirt was a bad idea, not because of the tear in the shirt, but rather because it’s a French cuff shirt and the cuff was frayed somewhat.

A letdown of sorts but luckily for me I have a few other shirts to wear. I had hoped to print out a few copies of my resume and references on Bill’s computer but it wasn’t working at all. This turns out to be the reason why Bill punched his computer a few weeks ago.

It was completely not working today. I had a Plan B lined up though. After getting suited up and polishing my shoes I headed up to Washington Street and walked to a store called The Office. Computer access and printing can be done there.

I re-did the references on Google Documents so all I would have to do was log in at The Office. I was assigned the third computer on the right and since there were 5 computers on the right I picked the one in the middle which made sense.

Logged into Google and into Documents and tried to print out a few copies. Nothing came out, not even the window for printing. It was about 1:50 and my interview was at 3:00. I walked up to the counter where I couldn’t find any help.

Finally the guy who assigned the computer to me came in after loading the parking meter with quarters. He had me log onto the computer at the counter which I did and explained to him I only needed 5 copies. What color? What paper stock? Black & white and plain paper.

Tried to use the copier in the store to make some copies of my resume as well. Now you need to purchase a card to use the copier and my dollar bill kept getting rejected. They made the copies behind the counter and altogether it cost me $1.40, but cost me more in aggravation.

I mentioned my experience with The Office with Rand who invited me to come over and do the stuff at his apartment but it was too late. Rand knew all about the way the Office is set up.

I did give myself enough time to be early for the interview and was soon on a Path train to the World Trade Center station at 2:25. Luckily for me the office where I was interviewing was a block away from the station.

The security desk in the street lobby gave me my pass as well as his story about how is ankle was all fucked up. All the security guys have fucked up ankles from working in the lobby of the former AT&T building.

I waited upstairs and Joan eventually came out. It was a good interview with Joan. Nice woman, told me about her father’s passing a few months ago. He had Alzheimer’s. After about 20 minutes with Joan I was introduced to Elaine.

The three of us sat in the interview room and I think I answered all the questions correctly, telling them the truth and what they wanted to hear, which turned out to be the truth. I think the interview went well. Maybe even a home run.

Of course they have other people they have to meet. I shook their hands and told them I hope to hear from them.

Walked around downtown for a little while, bought a La Flor Dominicana cigar at Barclay Rex and talked to a couple of other cigar smokers.

Then a short walk back to the Path train. I think the whole afternoon went well.

Game face.

Game face.

Lie to Me

It’s a Friday. I spent a few days this week, perhaps unknowingly getting back into the groove of working. Helping out Greg Stevens the past few days was nice. Still more work to be done next week. I suppose next on the agenda would be getting to bed early and waking up earlier than I’ve been.

I can safely say that I will not miss Hoda Kotb (and really, what kind of name is Hoda Kotb? According to Wikipedia, she’s Egyptian) and the one known as Kathie Lee. I can easily understand why Fang Gifford sat under someone else’s apple tree.

Last night Bill was running around in the city, I was here at home, feeling tired but other than that, OK. I knew that I would be more awake hours later than I was when I posted last night. Last night was The Office which was basically a clip show. Pretty funny nonetheless.

30 Rock which is usually funnier was not as funny as it’s been. Keith Olbermann was on the money last night with his commentary on the Supreme Court’s ruling, removing restrictions on how much money corporations can give to political campaigns.

Totally a fucked up ruling and I of course, am in line with what Olbermann had to say on the matter. Apparently, it’s now We the Corporation, no longer, We the People.

Also yesterday I posted on Facebook, an item from Crooks and Liars website about how a white power supremacist had been arrested for raping a child. Joe Jervis from Joe My God, a fellow blogger and also a Facebook friend posted the same article on Joe My God.

Last night Joe posted that he received about 1000 hits from Storm Front, a white power bowel movement. I’m sure will be alright but it was a bit unnerving. I can only guess that Crooks and Liars had many more hits on their website.

Right now Bill is driving a bus in Cliffside Park. I’m tracking him once again on Google Latitude. He’s off to Atlantic City again, driving the gamblers down the shore. I’ve never been to Atlantic City. I’m not one for gambling though, and if I went I would more than likely spend my time at the beach and right now it’s too cold for that.

When I was in the city I scrounged up my pennies to get the latest Mojo & Uncut magazines. Mojo is readily available but Uncut is nowhere to be found. It had been months since I had been to one news agent at 56th st and Lexington Avenue but to my surprise they went out of business.

I walked around the block to a different vendor and was able to buy Mojo but even they had no idea or explanation as to why there is no Uncut this month. I suppose I can wander around the Village this weekend and see if Rebel Rebel or somewhere else would have the February issue.

Last night I had 2 very weird dreams. One involved Bill and myself winning a trip to South Africa. We were on a tourist tram of sorts when an explosion occurred a a few cars behind the car we were in. We were OK but there were obviously people hurt.

It was a terrorist act. We tried communicating to friends and family in the States to let them know that we were alright, but Bill’s 3G service wasn’t working.

The next dream involved me going to a party that Joe Jervis was having at a house on stilts in the water that was only accessible by boat. I stayed for a while wandering around the house, saying hello to other bloggers and eventually getting into an argument with one of Joe’s neighbors.

I decided to leave the party but had to swim to my row boat which was drifting away while I held the Daily News over my head, trying not to get it wet.

Very strange indeed.

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