Tuesday, January 31, 2006


After a really long time of not working, I'm overwhelmed with it. Well, not overwhelmed. That'd be sweet. But I'm as close as I've gotten in a while. I have my much anticipated interview with M. (I daren't speak its name. Please sacrifice you chickens or whatever you've got, I really want that damn job) tomorrow. And apparently another one for a gig I can't remember. All I know is it's for 14 days, which can't be bad. Another gig called, but they wanted to know if I could be their back-up guy. That's cool in principle, I guess. But overall I could do without people calling me to say, "Just wanted to let you know I probably won't be hiring you."

Really this is just to get everyone to do whatever voodoo ritual they have, because I really want that M. job. Super bad.


  1. I am making an assumption that the "M" job is the call we briefly chatted about the other day. If so, good luck. And I'll be expecting a hat or t-shirt.


  2. Hats, t-shirts, one of the giant Honeycombs cereal bits they have in the lobby for some reason, all these things will be distributed.

    If they hire me. They said one or two weeks.

  3. I'll trade voodoo chants with you--I got an email a couple of days ago that said I've been short-listed for a poetry prize, one that pays real money too. And damn if I can't use it right now, real job or no.

  4. That fatted calf is history ;)