Must Read ...

I picked up this book last week and I can't put it down ... CHILD 44 - quite a thriller so far ...

A Victim of Stereotyping …

Yes. I was a victim, a victim of stereotyping. I was so humiliated. *Sob*

It all happened one morning when I decided to take Chester with me to the local Deli. Obviously, it was beyond my better judgment. Dealing with Chester’s poor walking habits is more than enough on a Saturday morning, but I didn’t deserve this …

As I left the deli with my yogurt, a man and his son stops me. My first reaction was that he was going to pet Chester. Not the case. He stopped me to tell me that he stepped in dog poo. I look at him with a blank stare and he repeats that he’s got dog poo on his shoes. Now I’m annoyed. The heck does that have to do with me? So this man keeps repeating to me that he stepped in poo. So I tell him nicely, it wasn’t my dog. Now he’s telling me I should pick up after my dog, which I did, nearly 3 blocks away. This dude stepped in the giant pile dead-center of the sidewalk about 50 yards before the deli. I saw the pile on my way to the deli and recall speculating that such a large pile must either be of a giant dog or human. So I tell this guy that I pick up after my dog, the crap he stepped in isn’t my dog’s. Very nicely, I added that he should have watched where he’s walking and probably worry about his kid crossing the street ahead of him more than the crap on his shoes … What an idiot!

I have reach anagnorisis ....

... (and a managed to spell it right too!)

There are a great many things I have failed to write in my blog. I usually just ramble and ramble about nonsensical things. I almost never write anything of value. But today is different. Maybe because its raining out? Maybe because I am bored out of my mind? Maybe I've lost it?

In any event, today is different. Like the title, I have reach anagnorisis. I have been searching for something that doesn't exist. It's like Waiting for Godot. For the past 10 years, I have been seeking a profession that will keep my interest, keep me challenged and pay me money. Such a job doesn't exist. There's always a trade-off. You either get paid, but you're miserable. Over-worked and under-paid is the likely scenario. But for the most part, most jobs are just boring. And for those who probably enjoy their jobs, they're probably not getting paid for it.

But there is still hope for me. All I have to do is win the lottery. And YES! I shall have my dream job ... to be a lazy bum.

I finally found it ...

Its been almost two years, but I found it.

Stupidity has its perks ...

Just ask the scientists...