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Sitting
I spend a lot of my job standing. Stand and wait for PDX Valet customers to pull up in their cars, stand as I get their info, walk around photographing their vehicles, stand where I can give directions to people who wound up in the wrong place. Obviously I sit while driving those, to and from our lot, but it becomes important to, eventually, sit ( Read more... ) -
Somehow, Twenty Years
September 22, 2004. I don’t remember how the weather was that day. I don’t remember my mood, how the day had gone, what I was reading, but I did a thing: create my LiveJournal account. I’d been reading and posting comments on LJ accounts (from people on a long-gone Fans Of Caitlín R. Kiernan and Poppy Z. Brite forum) using the Anonymous Comment ( Read more... ) -
Friday is my Wednesday.
My current work week is Wednesdays through Sundays.
From late 2018 to March 2020, when the pandemic closed PDX Valet, my work week was Sundays through Thursdays.
So Friday, yesterday, was my Wednesday. My hump day just has to be different. Though at least every other Friday I get paid.
Also, “Friday is my Wednesday” sounds like a country lyric. -
Words, words, words
Not by choice, but I’ve been up since 3 ( Read more... ) -
There. Are. Signs.
ARRIVING PASSENGER: Can you get there from here?
ME: If you’re Spider-Man, yes. Otherwise, no.
* * *I’m gonna vent. One of the reasons we invented blogs, right ( Read more... ) -
Out-Of-Context Theater.
“Awake enough to have cheese? You can’t be asleep and have cheese.” -
Thinking About Sad.
Today I got sad news. Not directly-me sad news: sad news for others. In one case, the sudden death of a film columnist I’ve read and appreciated; in the other case, a marriage of two people I like, ending. (I’ve met one of the people in that marriage in person a few times; I’ve yet to meet the other, but I’ve followed them online for years ( Read more... ) -
Out-Of-Context Theater.
“Must be related to Magnolia 2: Delmer Lives.”
