Lost and Adrift

I have just been informed that I have a readership.

At that they are lost and adrift.

Man I would make a shitty captain of a schooner.

Anyways Dan will know most of what I'm going to type as we conversed today, but not all!! So carry on dear reader...

Yeah, I would write at work, but I'm usually too busy, or trying not to snap from nervous tension. Things have been batshit there, and will continue through at least this week. Last week (on top of everything else) we had a big charity golf tournament which ate up 12 hours last monday (which also led to me getting into my first accident). Then this thursday we have some huge black tie dinner. And I've been trying to land another (permanent) job while keeping up with my current one.

So I rear ended someone, and it sucked, and its costing me about $350 (meeting him tomorrow) which sucks. It especially sucks because the main reason I hit him was because my knees have been really bad lately and locked for a split second. It doesn't help that he slammed on his brakes because of a fucking road flare, but I digress.

So yeah, my knees suck, I will find out for sure this week (I hope) whether or not I will need surgery on both knees like the Doc thinks. We'll have to see what the wonderful MRI says.

Had job interviews, for a promotion, permanent job at USC. I'm not optimistic because (I never am) I was supposed to hear last week (so they said) and nothing's coming out. Not a good sign.

This is probably why I don't update more often, it's often just a laundry list of things that are wrong. I still don't know many people out here, and I need to make more friends, but I can't afford to go out much.

The positive stuff

It's all music related (surprise!)

In a four day span I saw the Dave Brubek Quartet (holy shit amazing one of the best musical performances in my life, no fucking joke), Soilwork and a bunch of other crazy swedes (great melodic death metal!), a day off, then Queens of the Stone Age (great, variety and support, even brought Billy Gibbons of ZZ Top out for a few songs in the encore.)

Next weekend is Coachella, and it will fucking rule.

Yup, thats everything.

Hopefully I'll have a real job soon as the lady I'm replacing returns next week.

Racial profiling

Before I bother with other posts I'll throw up a sort lost I referred to before (almost a month ago, yeesh) regarding my encounter with racial profiling.

The weekend before St. Patrick's day (just to REALLY date this entry) I was at Ralphs (i.e. Jewel or Dominicks equivalent) to pick up some food. While staring at the frozen dinners trying to decide what delicacy to treat myself to that night I feel a tap on my shoulder. I turn around to see a black guy, a few years older than me, there who says, "Can I ask you something?" My first reaction is to notiy him that I don't work there, but I realized my worn jeans and Iggy Pop t-shirt probably tell him that already, "Sure, what's up?" "How do you cook one of these?" he asks, and holds up a thing of corned beef.

This is funny for many reasons, one of them being that his thumb is sitting on the words (in large bold print) "COOKING INSTRUCTIONS" and also because it is racial profiling. Now, I'm not taking offense at this or anything, I found it fucking hilarious, but it is, by definition, racial profiling. I'm a minority in my neighborhood (was the only white guy in the store) so it really fits.

I love the irony.