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So my wife got...us(?)...something at Hot Topic of all places.
DISCLAIMER: Sarah is NOT having a baby as we speak. I know alot of people link this sort of thing as a way to make an announcement. This is NOT what this is.
She just got this for that eventual day when I would have a child to educate in the ways of ROCK!
So today is my last day as an unemployed man.
I finished my last day of AT&T last week, and I"m about to start out on a new adventure.
A family business.
My brother in law, Justin, has started a new machine shop in the wake of the collapse Kolstrand. I am to start on there tomorrow and help out in any capacity necessary for the time being, with an eye towards becoming expert in product and client alike.
I'm really looking forward to it. I fondly remember my time at Kolstrand. Working hard every day and coming home physically tired but mentally alive, unlike my previous job where I came home physically alive but mentally dead. It was painful.
As a little window to my angle of the human condition, I would like to try and exposite my feelings regarding the curse of man.
As part of the fall of man, we learn of the following curse, (non-Bible readers, hang in there), '
17 To Adam he said, "Because
you listened to your wife and ate from the tree about which I commanded
you, 'You must not eat of it,'
"Cursed is the ground because of you;
through painful toil you will eat of it
all the days of your life.
18 It will produce thorns and thistles for you,
and you will eat the plants of the field.
19 By the sweat of your brow
you will eat your food
until you return to the ground,
since from it you were taken;
for dust you are
and to dust you will return." '
"You blew it. You have to work your ass off, and you probably will never enjoy it, for the rest of your life."
So here's my work theory. If you're single or married with no kids - find a job that makes you the money you, need to do what you want to do the remaining 16 hours of the day. This way you get 16 hours a day and 2 extra days a week to do whatever the hell you want. That's what I did at Beckman, that's what I did at AT&T. Put in 8 good hours. Get out, do what you want.
But once you start getting to the point where a family is in the near future, it becomes more important to find some satisfaction in your work. After all, if the 8 hours at work are horrible or at the minimum, irritating, then you might not want to find similar experiences when you get home.
So that's what I've started to do. Find something I enjoy, latch on, find a way to support a family off of it. I'm still at the point in my life where if it doesn't work out, I've the recent resume that's deep enough to get my behind a desk again...oh God.
But here's hopin. Tomorrow I start. And for the first time in my life, I'm looking forward to my first day at work.
What is a childhood memory that still haunts you?
At Ocean Knoll Elementary School in 198X, playing Legos on your lunchbreak was what you did. And there was one lego, the little standard height, double dot piece, that had a little Saturn picture on it. If you found that piece and put it on your ship...man. Lemme tell you. You were the shiznit. Every day at lunch I always tried to find that piece and I never seemed to be able to get it.
So on the night of our teacher-parent meeting, my parents went to go talk to Mr. Brown, and I went to go play with the Legos. I was quite alone. I found that piece, and took it.
I swear you could probably find it in my Legos today, if you looked.
I'm a thief! Oh my godddddd....it's the only thing ever I stole...until I was 22.
What's your favorite time of day and why?
In WA, 9:30 PM in the summer when the sun is still out.
In CA, 9:30 PM in the summer when it's barely 78 degrees or so outside.
Those of you who read my blog will remember me posting about my work environment when I first got the job at AT&T. If not, this is for you:
"The people are great. But all very liberal. The sarcastic kind of liberal, too. The sarcastic, without substance, kind. That is to say, easy quips without factual basis. We'll see how long I can keep my cover."
So, now that I've clicked my last click at AT&T, I've given out my contact info and blog link to my former co-workers.
The cat's out of the bag. The secret conservative has come clean. I must admit it was rather fun. I actually divulged my secret a week or so ago, when I accepted a facebook invite from a Jessi.
Once my other co-workers seemed occupied - I leaned over, and whispered, "Now that you have a link to my blog, you're going to find out my dirty little secret."
She leaned in as well.
And in the littlest, guiltiest whisper that I ever whispered, I divulged my true identity, "I'm a Republican."
The look of shock as astounding.
But anyways, there it is. Love all you guys and gals at AT&T. It wasn't necessarily a great place to work, but you all made it fun and I look forward our future interactions and I wish you all the best.
[13:07] ilikegaming: Do you know what they call the War Room here?
[13:08] DML: the Battle Bridge?
[13:08] ilikegaming: hehe, think hippy?
[13:08] DML: uhm...
[13:08] DML: The Rainbow Funroom?
[13:09] ilikegaming: the "Adventure" Room. hahahahaha
[13:09] DML: ...........
[13:09] DML: Queer.
[13:09] DML: Highly queer.
A great article by Charles Krauthammer on ANWR and why we should be drilling. I must admit the idea is sold on me, but this only reinforced it.
One little gem,
"The entire Arctic refuge is one-third the size of the United Kingdom (which includes Scotland and Wales). The drilling site would be one-seventh the size of Manhattan Island. The footprint is tiny. Moreover, forbidding drilling there does not prevent despoliation. It merely exports it. The crude oil we're not getting from the Arctic we import instead from places like the Niger Delta, where millions live and where the resulting pollution and oil spillages poison the lives of many of the world's most wretchedly poor."
You gotta read this article on LGF. So very neat.
A lot of times when I think about the space program, my small government roots start grabbing at me trying to return me to earth. But then I'll read an article like this one or see the new footage in the Discovery Channels' latest series When We Left Earth and I start floating space-ward again.
What's the hardest part about the role you play in your family?
The hardest part about role playing with my wife...
Wahh?
Oh, I seem to have misread the question.
