Hard at Play (Oh yeah, the Huey Lewis and the News album)
I have secured employment. I am an apparel associate at Dick's Sporting Goods. Did you know that every season begins at Dick's? No, not chess season. I don't think chess really has a season. No, I'm not saying chess isn't a sport, just that... Look, you know I respect chess as a competetive affair as much as you. Yeah. And so is foosball. I'm serious! No, that wasn't a backhanded compliment; foosball is serious business. Look, I don't want to argue tonight. Whatever.
So what do I do? You've seen clerks- it's ilke that but with clothes and stuff. It really, really is.
Oh, and Otis just walked in. Otis is Tony's pug who is staying with us for a short period while his standard family is in VA beach. I like to call him silly names, like Pugsy Malone. Otis is ancient, deaf and mostly blind. It's interesting having a critter around the house again and it makes me miss Snowy, which reminds me: Kevin's dog Snowy (named after the same Hergé pooch of fame) passed away recently.
So now that I've got job here in richmond I went up to Baltimore to claim the pickup as my own. While there I also absconded with the family's entire collection of Legos, some 40--50 pounds in 8 large tupperware containers. I am working on a castle of truly epic proportions. Or, as the neighbors might put it, "metal." I've also been playing a lot of old Blizzard games, namely Diablo II and Starcraft.
Last but not least, a fascinating anecdote. While leaving Short Pump mall today I stopped at the Shell station to refill. The guy at the pump next to me asked me how I liked the truck. At first glance he didn't seem to be a nutcase so I considered that a sign that it was safe to tell him I like it just fine. Conversation continued surprisingly amicabally, and pleasantries were exchanged. In the end, he gave me a business card and I gave him my cell phone number. It seems that he is Brian Kish of Kish International. I Googled him and the company, but the only results were for a company in/from Sri Lanka. I'm not sure if they're one and the same, but it's hard to tell these days.
I guess now if someone Googles Kish International they might find this entry. And then the rest of this journal, and my internet identity and who I play Dystopia with and.... oh my god, he was a spy for Al Qaeda. And he seemed so nice.
So what do I do? You've seen clerks- it's ilke that but with clothes and stuff. It really, really is.
Oh, and Otis just walked in. Otis is Tony's pug who is staying with us for a short period while his standard family is in VA beach. I like to call him silly names, like Pugsy Malone. Otis is ancient, deaf and mostly blind. It's interesting having a critter around the house again and it makes me miss Snowy, which reminds me: Kevin's dog Snowy (named after the same Hergé pooch of fame) passed away recently.
So now that I've got job here in richmond I went up to Baltimore to claim the pickup as my own. While there I also absconded with the family's entire collection of Legos, some 40--50 pounds in 8 large tupperware containers. I am working on a castle of truly epic proportions. Or, as the neighbors might put it, "metal." I've also been playing a lot of old Blizzard games, namely Diablo II and Starcraft.
Last but not least, a fascinating anecdote. While leaving Short Pump mall today I stopped at the Shell station to refill. The guy at the pump next to me asked me how I liked the truck. At first glance he didn't seem to be a nutcase so I considered that a sign that it was safe to tell him I like it just fine. Conversation continued surprisingly amicabally, and pleasantries were exchanged. In the end, he gave me a business card and I gave him my cell phone number. It seems that he is Brian Kish of Kish International. I Googled him and the company, but the only results were for a company in/from Sri Lanka. I'm not sure if they're one and the same, but it's hard to tell these days.
I guess now if someone Googles Kish International they might find this entry. And then the rest of this journal, and my internet identity and who I play Dystopia with and.... oh my god, he was a spy for Al Qaeda. And he seemed so nice.