OH! AND!

OH! AND!!!

I went by Michaels today (the craft store) in my car to dream about the brushes and paints I could have if I had money and they had a new poster!!!

NOW HIRING
~25% Employee Discount
~Flexible Shift Options
~Competative Pay Rates

I was in there in two winks of a coal miners eye! I've applied before but they throw away applications every month... so I thought I should try again.

I walked in and approached a lady with serious Lutheran hair. (Those of you who know me best know that Lutheran hair is very much like Texan hair. My grandparents in South Carolina go to a Lutheran church up there and since I was an infant this lady named Tracy who works at Wal Mart has had the biggest hair ever... I've always called that big hair Lutheran hair... I hope I do not offend.) I got an application and filled it out in store.

When I turned it in she did a once over and told me to come back at noon on Saturday! Clearly they are desperate... and NOTHING is for sure... but ANY income at all would be amazing... my hopes are high!

Also, the best "thats what she said" came up today. On national television. On the new show "Hole in the Wall" one of the teams was made up of three jockeys. Real, live horse racing jockeys. (Would it be Jockies?... regardless...) They were losing big time and the eye candy on stage said "Come on boys, you really have to make up these points!" The host replied by saying, "These are Jockeys! They are used to coming in from behind! It's what they do! (pause) Gentlemen, It's time to face the HOLE!" I swear. I was stunned.

Stunned.

Art #2

I want to write something but have nothing to say... I want to write a long semi-deep message but I'm all dried up... I'm Lake Lanier! I'm the Rio Grande!

So instead I'll put up some art or something... Even though I don't have any good pictures...



This one is my milky way. It was a 20 minute bored watching TV kind of thing... It's lame and not impressive but I kinda like it. The little stars and stuff... Neat. I had no idea where it was going the whole time. I had two brushes like 15 paint colors canvas and charcoal... and I just started going while watching Good Eats on the ever wonderous Food Network.

This is another one... I did this one for Lindsay. He's a sports person. It was a month-a-versary or something and I was bored watching tv again. Thought I'd try to do something nice.



Yeah... I've noticed that my style is bold colors with defined outlines... I'm not so much for realistic landscapes and portraits. I like objects that are simple with clean edges. Or nothingness... just shapes. I think it may be a cop out.

This post is ridiculous. I feel like I seem really emo. Oh well... I promise I'll write a post that matters some time soon... something with a point...

;)

C'est la vie!

It has been quite awhile.

I still have no job... I've applied plenty of places...

My mom ("zenonymom") or whatever the hell she calls herself tells me I have to go back and beg days after I turn in an application. Well, I'm not about that. If they don't need help right now, then they aren't going to hire me because I'm desperate. If they do need help, they would have called.

I'm turning an application into South Georgia Medical Center today. I figure I've been in the hospital enough to know the ins and outs.

The application was half legit requests like education, work, and references. The other half was the interview. These people don't even want to be bothered to do the interview in person... they don't care if people can bullshit on their feet as long as they can shamelessly promote themselves in their own time.

I cheesed it up. Made myself out to be the perfect, upbeat, optomistic employee!

They'll never know the difference,
1. Because with my luck they won't ever even call me back...
2. Because my past employers are my mom and my uncle. Thats a plus to having divorced parents. You can put your parents as references and, with the name difference, you're promised a perfect review! :)

If things don't shape up Sarah and I will have to ask our paternal grandmother for money... or at least a loan. This is very bad... because we've done nothing to deserve it...

Oh well...

C'est la vie.