Thinking good things.
Can I Take You Out - Luther Vandross
As I sit and think good thoughts, a few images...
I Wanna Be Down - Brandy w/Mc Lyte & Queen Latifah
Running the gauntlet
Being broke and homeless myself, and having slept under the stars a few times lately, Im gaining increasing sympathy for those having to brave the chill of being without shelter on the East Bay's cold streets.
But Saturday is Market Day, specially in Berkeley - which means that everyone is open for business, including the folk on the street.
I have half a suspicion a good portion of the folk crowding Berekeley's Shattuck Avenue, pleading for spare change have
A) a fair amount of cash on them, and
B) Have a place to crash
Ok, call it cynicsm - but panhandling can be a very profitable career.
At least thats the impression you get running the gauntlet of dozens of people asking for spare change down a city street on a Saturday.
I ask myself the question - would I?
I will never say never, but nah - Id rather not.
I dont like asking people for cash as it is, even when I absolutely need it, and so going around begging strangers? *shudder* .. no
Id be more than disdainful of myself.
As I was typing the above outside the coffee shop:
"Brother, would you spare some change today."
I look up and into his eyes..
"Sir, you probably have more money than I do now."
Not the answer he was expecting. He pursed his lips, nodded and moved on.
It would be nice if one of these guys handed ME some cash right now.
Then, theres no need for moral superiority.
This is Berkeley. Ive heard of it happening.
But I wouldnt hold my breath.
Praythee tell me of other words for "Call me for tech support again, and I will wrap my hands around.."
I want to be free.
Free of idiots calling me how to set up shit like FTP servers on their home machine and then start arguing with me when Im trying to explain how to *^#*^$^ do it.
ESPECIALLY when Im trying to fucking write!!!
THEN, they fucking expect me to be nice about it.
At least this one got the hint when I hung up on him. He apologised profusely and kept it short when he called back.
And they wonder why Ive been so adamant about NOT having a phone.
I dont want THEM to call.
I have a lot of long letters to write.
"Worry is the downpayment on stuff that rarely happens."
angelz: JUST LOVE ME
JPennant: *big ol grin spreads across face*
JPennant: ok :-)
angelz: i want our happily ever after, love
angelz: and there's no space for divorce there
JPennant: good answer :-)
julez: awwwwwwww :-)
JPennant: *reads woman's noise dictionary*
JPennant: = you are impressed and it makes you feel good and it means "thats so sweeeet"
julez: kekekekekekeke :-)
julez: it means "duh" :-)
julez: of course she wants you to love her, so just love her already :-)
julez: guys worry too much :-)
JPennant: *hug* you da best :-)
angelz: she's so right
angelz: tell her she's a genius
JPennant: she is. thats why I confide in her
julez: awwww :-) *blush*
Maybe I just think too much......
Congratulations, in order
To Cubicle Girl, for her first upcoming book Dish It Up, Baby.
She'll sign your copy when it comes out.
I would take her up on her offer.. trust me on this.
For Pammy (site shutdown for the usual people tripping reasons), on her first front page story.
Heh, and your subjects plaigarized you to boot...
IMAGINE my shock when I discovered that the Philippine Social Science Council had used a study I conducted a few months ago as a reference.
I was thumbing through the materials given to us at the conference. One of them was a background paper which would basically set the tone for the congress. I flipped through the references. I don't know why, but for a fleeting moment, I thought, "I'd probably fall of my chair if I found my name here."
And then I saw it. My name. My study. In the list of references.
I stopped breathing.
No, I didn't fall off my chair.
Yeah. To steal Joey's expression of amazement, pleasant shock, disbelief and wonderment, WOW.
Down to the final seconds....3...2...1... *ding*
Just as unemployment went bye bye, I signed a contract. This should prove to be an experiment in "Out of The Box"-- I am not talking about that children's show on Disney.
Today is my last day of being 51. As of 8:15 a.m. on May 22 I will officially be 52, or, to put it in technical terms, Even Older Than Dirt.