I woke up to a roaring sound and the sensation of my bed moving across the floor. Not an earthquake, I thought. I stumbled outside to discover Mr. Construction Guys working next door.
Even in my half-asleep state I was cognizant enough to realize that I was in no immediate danger from the ruckus. However, I didn't process the fact that people would be causing it.
Hence at 8:30am, they got the free show.
Daisy is napping under a tree which is just outside the fenceline in the backyard. She saw a cat there yesterday. A cat is the mortal enemy of Daisy the Wonderdog, a small furry creature that she's compelled to bark at, to chase, to turn into a tasty lunchtime treat. She's lying there with one eye turned heavenward, in case something should just happen to fall into her mouth. Daisy can watch the same spot for hours.
Me, notsomuch. I was IMing with a friend last night (feel free to hit me up on AIM at slackmistress, although if I'm working I won't answer) and she was giving me Career Pep Talk #23. This one I term the Something's Gotta Give. Vaudville would love me with how many plates I have spinning in the air right now. But it's been that way for years now. The one thing that I've earned is that nothing has to give. That's the nature of this business. Talent is the easy part. Timing is the hard one.
Hopefully, I don't sound ungrateful. I appreciate the pep talks; I need them. I'm still working my ass off. But that sound isn't my biological clock, it's my career clock. As the Gambler once said, you gotta know when to fold 'em.
(The entire passage above was crafted simply so I could use a Kenny Rogers picture. Should you have worksafe photos you'd like me to create random entries about, email me the link or comment below. And remember, I said worksafe, people!)
So, see that nice little link on the side that says Hire Me? You can check out all my neato-keen-quaifications there. Self-pimpage has begun.
In other news, I wanted to blog about this for CONSUME but alas, this jacket isn't yet for sale.
The Flame 5 jacket:
(via Ubergimzo)
It's a Bluetooth-enabled jacket that has heat panels that engage with each call or text received. You can program it to have different sensors depending on who's calling you. Tres ASFR. One can only wonder: are panties next?
