Sunday, February 15, 2015

In Work News...

On Friday I had a job interview, my first one in about 6 years. You know what? Interviews aren't fun. They are painful, agonizing, worrying, stress-inducing, anxiety-provoking...and the punch line, it wasn't even for a promotion, it was for a lateral move.

This is my best, in fact, my one and only hope to escape the department of The Stupidest Man Alive.  Will it happen? I won't know for about a month.

If I were to get this job, my supervisor would be 13 years younger than I am. This would be the first time I have a boss who is younger. Fortunately, compared to my current numbskull of an idiot of a moron of a boss, this fellow is known to be exceptionally bright. So he could be 12, as far as I am concerned, as long as he's smart and knows what he's doing, I will respect that.

Cross your fingers and toes for me, and pray to St. Jude, the patron saint of lost causes because my sanity is on the line here, so I need to pull out the big guns, prayer-wise.

Sunday, February 08, 2015


I saw an Irish play on the weekend. Here is what I learnt:

Sometimes "Joycean" just means painful.

Tuesday, February 03, 2015

Harper Lee

That woman publishes a new novel every 50 years, the market be damned!

Watch out, Stephen King!