People keep coming here. Some of you seem to come here more often than me. Sometimes I think I should say something about my current situation. My current situation is fine. I go for acupuncture twice a week. I can breathe. I go for long walks with my friend, Mark. I play the ukulele every day. Sometimes I go to Oakland and take lessons from Tippy Canoe. It's OK.
I seem to have landed a job. I'm going back to work for a company I worked for 26 years ago. I WILL NOT be driving. I'll be working in the office and the shop 2 days a week. I'll be working for my old bosses' son. Back in the day I was a young hot shot. Now they want me to be an old pro. It's OK.
I suppose I'll have to do something with this blog soon. Thanks awfully for coming here.
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thnx for havin' us! good luck wit the job!
Hey, that's good, hope they don't try to slide those two days into full time...
Your last post made me sad, cause I have a chicken story with a sad ending too.
Thanks DD. Good to hear from you.
@eloh, my grandma had a story, every time she picked a chicken and made a pet of it she'd end up having to eat it for Sunday dinner.
As to the job. I've made it clear that I want the job, but I don't need it. If they go beyond my limits I'll say no. The boss seemed to understand. We'll see. I might even like the job, in which case more hours wouldn't be so bad. If I don't like it much, but feel like I can do it, two days should be bearable.
Hey Jon-
Have I told you how much I always enjoy visiting your place lately?
The Rednecks on the Edge of Redwoods post really made me smile in recognition.
Thanks.
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Dude, I don't have too many people bookmarked but for some reason this place is one of them. So broadcast occasionally, and we can all read between the lines.
And two-days a week jobs are good. There's structure and a place to go to where you can get work done with a group, which can be fun. Plus, as the old fart, you really do get to play wise and say, as I said a couple of times at the census bureau headquarters, "No fucking way am I loading all those boxes off that truck. I'm OLD and the knees are not working quite the way they should be."
If you ever make it to San Francisco, give a call. Michael Strickland, in the phone book. My "domestic partner" just bought a nice ukelele a couple of weeks ago and is fast falling in love with it after playing a guitar for years. So bring your instrument too.
Hey Ross, Are we still on for busking in July?
MIke, Gosh, you've got the classiest blog. I'm honored and I still have your number.
Alla you guys. Thanks for the nice comments. I'm not giving up on the blog. I just haven't been getting around to it.
My grandma worked at least a day a week until she was in her early '80s. Her earnings were set aside for a rainy day that never came and bottles of gin.
I do like the idea of taking lessons when you are retired. It is never too late to learn something.
keep us posted on how the job is Jon :)
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