Just When I Thought it Was Safe to go Back in the Water...

Maybe an exaggeration but wouldn't you know it - a soon as I was about to see how to collect unemployment I get a call from the census bureau.  Yes, adventures in canvassing did end on Monday, but on Wednesday the few, the proud, the feds were called back to do adventures in quality control.  Don't ask.  Twelve hours and 111 miles later I am back home from this morning and the only thing I want to do is watch the Dodgers play the Padres and write this entry.

Other than my tired burning eyes, things are not too shabby.  No dogs today.  There was something that seemed rather racist or maybe just ignorant - a community in one of those remote areas (guessing they had a town hall meeting) actually requested to the sheriff that if the census bureau has to come out that they send only white men.  Interesting.  I won't waste my energy considering the nonsense of that.  I did get a great idea to use in my new screenplay.  On the road again give a mind lots of time to think.

Ciao Y'all.

"Soooo, what did we learn in school today? "...

that line was delivered by Ned Gold, (Thomas Lennon) to which Mike O'Donnel (Zac Efron) replied "That I'm a bad dad".  That's the movie in a nut shell.  Kind of a "Peggy Sue Got Married" meets "Big" - wonder if they pitched it as such.  The title is really overused and darnit you can't copy right titles.  The Mowry twins starred in a tv movie titled 17 again.

Any how - movie reviews are back. Been away a while but back on the page now with "17 Again".  Although I'm rather perplexed considering that Vanessa Hudgens didn't star in this flick but has about as many press photos for the movie on IMDB.com than her beau Zac who received top billing.  Is that how you make it to the top?  Probably so.

I like these movies.  The premise is cliche - go back in time and redo something to back thing better.  Everyone wants a redo some time or another.  Mr.  Efron was quite convincing playing the dad who goes back to being 17 and gets to go to high school with his two kids.  He gets his face felt up by his soon to be ex or not, who thinks the new kid looks a lot like her husband at 17!  So uncanny!  Ok - I will swelter the sarcasm.

The film is cute and had me laughing quite often and wishing that I could get a redo.  I do understand now why Zac Efron no longer wants to do these teen movies - but he's no Shia - cute though.  

Ciao Y'all

Movie still courtesy of IMDB.com and the film's distributors.

Wednesday Must Be...

Another Wednesday, another day to greet the world with the clarity of Gregorysms.  

"Piss off" - go away, don't bother me

In the case of Gregory, it's the tone or inflection behind the phrase.  There's the emphatic - PISS OFF! which is more like "BEEP" OFF!! Before I jack you!   Then there's piss off - mainly used to direct the dog that he's not into throwing the ball right now so beat it.  And there's Piss Off - more like please haven't we outgrown this drama? or more like I don't have time for this kind of drama with that 15 page report due in the professor's inbox in another hour.

Use the term as you like since it's not officially a gregorysm.  But then again every word he utters could be considered a gregorysm.  That's a big 10-4.

Ciao Y'all!

Footsteps on my Ceiling and Random Ranting

Whoever lives upstairs is very heavy footed.  They also don't sleep because when i pulled that all niter they, or maybe it's just one person, were up all night.  I thinking they have a big dog too.

What should you do about noisy neighbors who live over top of you?

A local school's student body and faculty was tested for the swine flu.  Not sure if they found anything.

When did basketball season start extending into May?  Did it always?  I don't really like basketball so maybe I just slept through it or tuned out whenever baseball season started.  No worries.

Mother's Day is May 10h this year.  Don't forget.

Dodgers won tonight -- YAY!

Ciao Y'all

Adventureless?

Kind of bittersweet today. I was given my walking papers along with the 10 or so out of 60, lucky other census workers from this area who remained after last week. Yes my adventures in canvassing has come to a close. YAY!! No more mean dogs, no more mean people, still probably should be very attentive around train tracks though. Any way, I am happy that this phase is over, and I have been asked to move on to the next phase - who knows when that will begin - my crew leader didn't even know.

No worries -- things are looking good for L'amore it seems the debut at the sorority auction was a great success. In other words, I have a lot of creating to do. I also have a renewed sense of urgency to make this business work -- adventures in canvassing sucked. Like inventory at a large department store - it was something that maybe everyone should experience to appreciate not ever having to do it again if you don't want to. But I am sincerely grateful for the opportunity.

Ciao Y'all

Girls Gone Godly - the Male Influence

This weekend my pastor spoke on the Godly woman in a sermon called "Girls Gone Godly".  The Proverb's 31 woman.   Last week he spoke for men only.  Not splitting the congregation because we all were invited to hear both sermons.  But in particular this week's service touched my heart not just because I am a woman, but also because I want to be known as a woman after God's own heart.  A woman like my grandmother and my mother before me, who are beautiful examples of Godly, strong, loving, and nurturing matriarchs who had a big influence on my life.  I am here today because of their love for me, and I am truly thankful.

Check out Shepherd of the Hills website.  This is the most ethnically diverse Church that I have ever had the pleasure to attend.  The congregation to me is a window into the many different faces that will be in Heaven.

Ciao Y'all

DEFINITELY FINISHED OFF!

Working all night, and a lot of ideas scrapped... 

36 hours

Falling out in complete exhaustion next to the family dog...

3 hours

Running your own wonderful small business...

PRICELESS

Ciao Y'all

I Just Want to Watch a Baseball Game!

Baseball matters.  I get to watch my boys in blue while I create sensual apparel tonite.  Can't spend too much time even with this post because time is money and energy and stuff like that.  But I wanted to give an update on my Fantasy team the FINISHERS - I'm in first place and replaced my 3rd baseman - I guess that means I'm getting used to not knowing what I'm doing.

My favorite little leaguers are still in first place although they have dropped to games in the past 3.  Their moral is up and I think with the break this weekend they will win on Monday night.  Check out their photos on this front page below.

Running From Dogs

This entry is a more in depth story of the one I posted on my L'amore web log, about adventures in canvassing.  These wonderful things (okay I'll stop the sarcasm now), took place yesterday.  

Riding over the rough dirt roads yesterday was enough to thank God for the good condition my SUV is in -- I'm definitely not looking forward to riding in my co-worker's mini van today.   The last time we were in her vehicle the underside of it didn't fair too well and we are not big people.  No fatties on board.  

Any way... My Mom had warned me to continue this area inside the vehicle, but nooooooo that would have been too much like right.  Since I was driving my partner was having to do the map and she insisted on getting out of the vehicle a few times and each time she did -- seriously -- trouble.  Well there was the metrotrain barrelling down on us while we were crossing the track when she probably felt she should have been out of the truck.  No safety  gates that lower when the train is about to come out in this area -- and you can't see them or hear them until they are right on you and they go pretty fast.

So on top of that avoided disaster we met the man who owned the house where the dog was let out the day before.  Nice enough guy - I guess "not".  He offered to take us around in his vehicle because we had to canvass the rest of his property (a lot of ground to cover).  To my dismay, my co-worker thought this was a great idea.  I refused in quite the "FED" tone that we were not allowed to do that.  He insisted that we would get lost - so - co -worker (and let's be clear on this) insisted we drive him around.  For 30 minutes we had somebody riding in the middle row of my truck -- I guess no harm no foul.  He did ask what I could do to help my partner if something were to happen to her.  To that I thought - is he threatening us?  "Sir"   I calmly said, "this vehicle can turn into a weapon of choice".  He then insisted we should pay him for his time, half jokingly I suppose.  To that I "FED" ex'd him again  and told him to send his bill to the federal government.  Bad news of the day, he was the sanest person we met - it did get worse.  So wasn't that's the good news?  No good news other than escaping the train disaster.

The worse was the five dogs - all different sizes who attacked our dust and the SUV.  You always see these funny stories about dogs chasing the mail carrier or some delivery guy - DOGS are no joke - crate them when you are not home.  Or at least make sure your fence is secure.  So here's what happened... wondering about a place, my co-worker gets out of the vehicle and with damn-it on my tongue I open my door and stand guard by the truck.  We are talking when all of a sudden five dogs come racing to the fence!  She asks me if I think the fence is high enough?  I think so.  But I didn't take into account that the fence wasn't low enough!  These crazy maniacs come  burrowing under the fence!  What in the world!!  FIGHT or FLIGHT!  Flight!  I jump in the SUV and slam my door and with her eyes as huge as saucers she comes running twice as fast as her feet can carry her and barely makes it to the other side safe!  I just knew those dogs were going to jump inside.  She made it and all was fine but the blood pressure had to have been off the freakin' charts!  

Then there was the screaming WITCH with a "B".  God please spare me this crap today.  At one place another nice enough guy - kind of sheepish looking, came out to see what we were doing parked on his property.  We told him and that's when it started.  His big mouth wife started screaming, which made the barking dogs bark louder.  She yelled at him about who we were and what we wanted.  She yelled about us being on the property.  She yelled about having to take the dogs inside the gate.  She yelled about what was taking us so long and why he was talking to us.  She yelled about us  - US upsetting the dogs!  What a crazy bitch - sorry she was.  I was very much concerned about our safety here.  I turned the vehicle around so that the back was facing her in case she decided to get the rifle.

My co-worker truthfully exclaimed to me "they don't pay us enough to do this job!"   No joke.

And I have to get out and do it all again today.  And our crew leader insists we get it done today.  Here's the thing, our crew leader didn't and doesn't have to deal with the above mentioned crap!   Thinking if she really thinks this is a gig that is easy in the field - she should come do it.  We're not in Kansas anymore toto .

Ciao y'all

By Any Other Name

A rose by any other name would be just as sweet, but what about your name?  Does your name have special significance?

In honor of Gregorysm Day, I know that he would interject here "FINISHER!"  Demanding that I'm about to finish many off here.  A preacher once admonished his congregation that if they felt their toes had been stepped on after one of his messages than they probably needed their toes stepped on.  I'm not a preacher and I say take it as you like it.  Life is relative, and relatively I speak for myself.

I personally love my name, Regina.  It's regal and totally me and I don't want to be confused for anyone else.  So how do you handle a slip up?  When someone mistakes you for someone else - especially someone  you have no respect for or trust?  Do you acknowledge the slip or leave it to let it slip again?  Maybe just take into account that if someone can't get your name right or calls you by someone else's name - that's their subconscious, and they should check it for relevance.  But also vying that this person is not your Mom who once in a while may call you by your sibling's name - do you want to be with someone who has someone else on the brain?

Back to gregorysm.  

As I was ranting the other day about a woman who blurted out how she was a scab because she had worked a non union gig, and I had to give her my disclaimer that I manage 8x10's, as I lovingly call actors, and watched her shrink in her chair.  Any way Mr. Gregory without losing a motion on his held held video game simply said "you know she's not in SAG - don't you?"  To that I could only say, she's fortunate I'm not a mean girl, and she is a scab.

Ciao Y'all

No Dogs Allowed

How many different ways and times can I say this -- KEEP YOUR DOGS UNDER CONTROL while the census workers are out and about updating the nations maps and addresses.  This work is important and a part of the Constitution - it has to be done.  Crate your damn dogs!  

Chased today by two dogs.  One of which the owner of the house let out purposely.  NOT COOL and a federal offense if my co-worker or myself had gotten hurt or worse.  I pray daily for the safety of my co-census workers and myself.  We have found many nice people who are very helpful, but we have also found more than enough mean people.  Not sure how you get the word out to people who choose to live in remote places and not have connection into the world, but maybe someone reading this has a cranky relative who lives in a remote place with a mean big tooth dog -- can you tell them for me and all of my co-workers all over the country -- the census workers mean them no harm and have signs posted in their vehicle windows and wear official badges, and come in peace - until you do something wrong and than the federal marshals will step in.  VERY IMPORTANT TO PASS THIS INFO ON.

Ciao Y'all

Passion Drives the Mind

We all have heard of crimes of passion - right?  They happen all the time everywhere, to anyone.  There is no demographic.  When things about your significant other get under your skin.  When you can hear fingernails on a chalkboard but you're nowhere near a classroom.  You know that feeling - it's deep inside of you when the person you love just pisses you off and for a moment - maybe a long moment - you hate them.  Is this good?  NO.

My brother - the "don't be a pig stank one" arrived home last night with blood all over his face and clothes.  My Mother was very concerned but happy to find that the blood was not his own.  The blood was that of a crazy fool who came into one of the restaurant he manages, leaped over the counter and charged at one of the employees over a girl.  One of the other employees pulled a knife (DC) and than there was blood and police and I'm sure a bunch of people were fired by my brother.  Goodness!  

I think Rodney King got one thing right -- "can't we all just get along?"

It's not worth it.  That heated feeling that drives you to do things you wouldn't normally do outside of being involved in a relationship.  No worries y'all I'm preaching to the choir and point taken.

Be good.

Ciao Y'all

SOUL TALK - the male influence

What we know about God - He is omniscient, omnipotent and omni-present.  What we know about man - we're not.  But considering our souls are immortal maybe we are.  

Ok - how is this considered a part of the male influence?  I'm sure I'll string that in before this entry is done.  There was a reason this stuck into my brain to write.  So consider for a moment our immortal soul -- Can we possibly live in omniscience?  If indeed our souls are immortal (which I believe the Word), do we know things about our future?  Can we sense when bad things and good things are going to happen to us?  When we dream are those tales of things to come?  Can thoughts that we have no idea where they came from, be things we already know?

My mother often talks about being in tune with my three brothers and me.  Sometimes we even surprise or annoy each other when we say the same thing at the same time - like twins are known to do.  But maybe these examples are too vague or easy.  

Take dreams.  Last night I had a bad one.  Not a demon chasing me and about to kill me - that one was a recurring dream of the ex (go figure).  My dream told a tale of sadness - sadness that should be avoided.  The kind of dream that left me with the thought that if this indeed happens it would lead to sadness.  Here's my question in all of this -- is your immortal soul capable of guiding your life so that you indeed can live the joyful life that was intended?  Not that make believe fairy tale kind of hype joy, but the joy from the love of God that you carry in your heart even in the not so desirable times.

Male influence?  I've been thinking about my ex lately (and not in a good way - so please).  Thinking about my father.  Thinking about the father who spoke to me, as we sat in the bleachers at yesterday's little league game, of how he would have it no other way - referring to how he supports his children in all they do and wants deeply for their happiness.  He is the example of God's love for His children.  Some men get it.  (I've only known a few women who don't get it, and I have no respect for them.) 

Lastly I think about my thoughts, my dreams and wonder is my soul - that is connected to God warning me of a fate that doesn't have to be?  Is your soul warning you of something?

Thanks for reading.

Ciao Y'all

The Adventures Continues...

Thursday my canvassing team was informed that we had indeed completed our area before any other team and once we had finished our assigned areas for that day we were released until further notice.  

When a temporary job ends earlier than expected is there a claim to complain?  IDK.  IDC.  The week had indeed been draining and I had some work to catch up on with L'amore and writing.  Not that I don't need to supplement the non payment from the ex, but I was tired of being barked at by dogs and watched very carefully through moving curtains that hang in windows.  I wasn't really worried because I had done my best as a fed.

But then this morning happened and I had my temporary gig again.  This time it came with a clear warning.  I was told the area we are to cover had the 33 severe dog bites, snake sitings, and guns aimed at them.  Thinking real guns and not the BB guns that were shot at me.  Thankfully we will be sent out as teams and rack up a whole lot of miles.  Could be worse.

Ciao Y'all

Dodgers Matter

My Dodgers are in a series with the Colorado Rockies and looking good with their win tonight.  I'll take the 8-3 record for the start of this season!

Baseball is really in the air.  Everywhere I go someone is talking about what team did what.  Here in Dodgertown they talk about the Dodgers.  Too bad I couldn't get those $500 Dug Out Club seats.  If you know someone who knows someone who knows someone who would let me a my fave little leaguer enjoy a game from this elite spot, let me know.  Thanks.

To think that some fool said out loud "if all I have is a baseball game to look forward to, I may as well leave".  Bye Bye!

Ciao Y'all

psst -- My fantasy baseball team is in 2nd place!  And when I figure out what I'm doing I could go all the way to first.  You remember their name don't you?  They're the FINISHERS!

CURB YOUR LACK OF ENTHUSIASM - PLEASE

Although this is Thursday the day after Gregorysm's Day today is a good day to use this gregorysm.  CURB.

CURB is the actual edge of the sidewalk.  The more beaten up they are it seems the more someone has mistreated it in some kind of way.  TO BE CURBED is the art of treating or mistreating someone like a curb.

My point on this non - Gregorysm Day?  Making it--

It was reported that in a time span of under two hours, three census workers were rushed to the emergency room in Lancaster, California for major dog bites.  Not one - Not two - THREE!  What the heck?!  On my route the past couple of days while directly working with another census lister we encounter many large estates with large cujo dogs.  BIG BAD DOGS.  The thing about these dogs out in these remote areas was no gate.  They were just allowed to roam their yards and viciously attack whomever crossed the line.  They did not cross their property line but their snarling teeth dared us to cross over.  My co-worker had been bitten just the day before and I wasn't about to be bitten.  We did the smart thing -- stayed in the car, marked the property as close as we could get it estimated and moved on to list another day.

People in Lancaster (I do have a few readers from that area), please inform your family,friends and neighbors) -- CURB YOUR DOGS!  Chain them!  Crate them!  Send them elsewhere!  Be considerate of others and especially your local mail carrier who has to deal with your monster every day but Sunday.  Not cool.

Ciao Y'all

What a Ransom

Yep - it's Gregoysm day.  And let me tell you something - Gregory doesn't follow his Uncle Curtis' three rules of life.  He is definitely a pig stank (where it falls it stays - messy guy). doesn't care that the post office is always hiring, nor whether or not a bucket of Popeye's chicken can feed you for a week.  But he is very endearing to say the least.

Today after a long day of adventures in canvassing I walked in the house with Chase and had to scurry to get out of the house in 5 minutes because of a baseball game tonight.  Gregory seeing our hurriedness promptly announced that we were the essence of ransomed at that moment.  Ok - I get things done, so I'll take that as a compliment.

Too many dogs on the route today in adventures in canvassing -- just too many.  Don't even want to talk about it.  But I will say that on of my co--canvassers got bit by a dog yesterday.  Chain your dogs people and keep them under watch while we are doing our job.  I can appreciate the postman.

Ciao Y'all

Tax Crunch

The final eve to get your taxes done to file them on time.  Tomorrow is the 15th of April.    

Funny story.  The ex actually sent me a text requesting that I send him my ssn - yeah, he still thinks I'm stupid.  Claims he needs it to file his taxes considering he paid alimony.  Hope he doesn't lie and say he paid the amount he owed, because he didn't.  News flash -- This is the guy who is $25,000 in arrears.  Tisk Tisk Tisk.

Ciao Y'all

We Got "O" DOG

I missed the Dodgers' home season opener today due to the adventures in canvassing that has overtaken my existence.  But as soon as I got home tonight from watching my favorite little leaguers I tuned into Dodgers Live and heard the astounding word --

"O" DOG (ORLANDO HUDSON) hit for the cycle today!  The 2nd Dodger to hit for the cycle and this hasn't happened since Brett Parker back in 1979 they say.  WOW!  I hope that my DVR is still set to record all the Dodgers all the time.  I'll watch the recording tomorrow since the boys in blue have a day off.  

Oh yeah - - if you don't know what the cycle is in baseball -- the cycle is when one play hits a single, double, triple, and a home run (in no particular order) in one game.  Pretty hard to do.  Very rare.

GO BLUE!

Where Have All the Easter Bonnets Gone?

Remember days gone by when Easter Sunday was filled with beautiful Easter Hats?  I know my Mom made sure I had a new bonnet each year.  I frilly bonnet and pretty patent leather shoes.  I also remembering finally being old enough to wear panty hose instead of lace socks.  

Today I didn't see many bonnets -- where have they all gone?  DelMar racing track hosted more bonnets - a lot more - for their opening race day last season.  Maybe it's the casual demeanor of church goers here in Los Angeles.  They don't dress up the way they do on the east coast when they go to church.  Nothing wrong with that - it is what it is.  

HAPPY EASTER everyone!  A blessed RESURRECTION DAY all.

Ciao Y'all

Are You Still Driving Drunk?!

STOP IT!!  Please.  I thought this was past tense.  People don't still  drive drunk for real do they?  Apparently they do.  

Nick Adenhart was killed by a drunk drive who also fled from the scene.  Adenhart was 22 years young and had just pitched a great game for the Angels that same day (April 8, 2009).  What a big damper on the season.  After the fog lifts - then what?

My heart and prayers go out to Adenhart's family and to his team - the Angels.  I'm sorry for your loss.  I'm sorry for baseball's loss.  We will never know how great he could have been.  Baseball matters

Don't drive drunk.  

Ciao Y'all

Out of the Box

Tomorrow is the regular baseball matters entry but now that baseball season is here, baseball matters every day!  The Dodgers especially.  The series against the Padres went 2 and 2 - a split.  Not bad, and not good either.

Today's adventures in canvassing actually went better than the Dodgers' game.  I was asked to let a newby shadow me while I worked on an apartment complex - several apartments.  After being shadowed for 6 hours, this body told me that my way was easier and more efficient.  He was relieved and felt he had learned something.  The moral of this learning to me -- there is always the book, but sometimes going off book is best and works out to everyone's advantage.  Be an out-of-the-box thinker and impress somebody.

Ciao Y'all

Wednesday = Gregorysms

After being out for less than 3 hours of adventures in canvassing this morning, I enter the house to "get ready to be ransomed" from you know who.  After a few hours and 87 mapspots  my main interest was not to ransom or be ransomed.  Seeing big as* vultures devouring a lifeless bird was all the fun I could stand for one morning.  GROSS YUK EOW and so on...

On my break, fixing lunch, writing this entry and hopefully I will get the other 3 hours in for today - assignments are running particularly low.  Considering the average is 19 mapspots an hour I should probably still be out there now, but gee wiz it bothers me to walk slow when there's a job to be done.

Ciao Y'all

For Love of the Game

I love the game -- yes even when we lose.  A fan true and through.  The second game of the season for the Dodgers against the Padres ended in a 4 to 2 loss.  As long as we pull out the series, it's ok.  Still love you BLUE.

Adventures in canvassing continues as tomorrow promises rain.  I guess everyone is settling in because the meeting tonight only went an hour and no one look too stressed.  I actually hung around to talk for a while with a co-fed.  We joked about the authentic looking badges that have our names printed on them, that the government so kindly gave us.  One guy said that he was teased about it.  Kind of funny.  I had to use it yesterday to get the receptionist at an assisted living home to give me some information.  I'm such a fed.  

Ciao Y'all

Seasons Greetings

Baseball season that is.   The Dodgers beat up on San Diego to win 4-1 in todays season opener.  Matt Kemp hit the Dodgers first home run of the season !  How about that BLUE!  I should check my fantasy baseball stats.

DDDGER DAY

Today couldn't come soon enough!  I don't have my Fed assignment yet and it's almost time to get out there and map some more of this beautiful town I live in, but I won't stress because today is the DODGERS' season opener!  They go against the San Diego Padres and I want to see the first pitch!  Manny better hit lots of homers because he's on my fantasy team.

Can anybody say GO BLUE!!!  I can -- GO BLUE!!!!

Ciao Y'all

MINI ME -- the Male Influence

I think there comes a time in everyone's life when they are confronted with the mirror image of themselves.  They are in their own presence and it's surreal to say the least.  That happened to me today.  I saw and heard my mini me.  My mini me happens to be a boy who stands about 5 feet four inches and has my eyes and my smile, and now as I learned my thought pattern.  He's going to be accused of thinking too much one day by some insignificant fool, and he'll find that rather strange in itself.

But for now he's happy.  He asked me today if I thought I was "witty".  To that I responded "Yes" -- exactly what he meant was to follow.  He then proceeded to tell me that I set up our family on purpose, it was my master-plan.  Explain?  He then went on to tell me how my name Regina means Queen.  His name Chase means Hunter.  Kelli's name means Warrior Maiden.  Gregory's name means Watchmen.  And there he stopped.  To which I added Jairus's name means the Enlightened One.  He thinks this is perfect and that I created some kind of dynasty.

I'll let the little one have have fantasy but I did tell him that it wasn't me - it was God (the Master's plan) who gives names and yes they all have a particular meaning for your life.  I kept to myself that the one - the ex who slithered away, well his name means fifth, which to me means nothing.

Funny, the mind of a great thinker.

Ciao Y'all

GREGORYSM'S BIRTHDAY!

Happy Birthday Gregory!  You've supplied us with great reading pleasure!  Keep the funny stuff coming!!

Ciao Y'all

A Time to Laugh - A Time to Cry

Today was one of those days when nothing was fun or funny but laughter came from an unlikely sorce - my team leader in these adventures of canvassing.  We laughed at how ridiculously vast this area is.  About the footsteps that took her down a dirt road and into cow dung.  About the mole who was planted  in our group.  We even laughed at the Mentryville Park Ranger who appeared to me at the door of his mobile home, looking as though I had awaken him from a nooner.  (I used to be able to take nooners - now I walk the pavement to gather map spots for the census bureau. YAY)

As I said in a previous entry, having a job is great because you know when the money is going to come in.  But when that very job takes you away from what you love, and causes you stress, it's best that it's only temporary - no strings attached.  I cried today trying to convince someone of this piece of reality - why is it okay for me to work a job that's very tedious and mundane and causes me to miss out on my life, my creativity, my home, and "they" can do work at home, that may or may not pay,  but it's what "they" want to do?  Would "they" be happy working a job where their creativity was stifled and/or unused?  My answer from the deep place inside my heart is NO, and understandably so.

I guess I'm saying - what's good for one is good for all.  Live and let live.  Laugh with a team leader about nothing, cry alone about everything.

On the horizon the 2009 baseball season  starts next week.  Thank you God!

Ciao Y'all

"I AM THE FEDS"

Remember that line from the Manchurian Candidate?  Probably - Probably not.  Any way, Adventures in Canvassing continues --

Just a word - yesterday while walking through what appeared to be a very nice quiet calm area for the most part, I was shot at by two teenagers with bb guns.  They found it quiet amusing to hover in trees and loud talk me while no one else was around.  Little do they know, assaulting a federal worker is a federal crime - let me break it down.  It's a white collar crime for all you blue collar mental cases.  Isn't it bad enough anyone who has to come to your house has to be cautious of the dogs you don't constrain?  And news flash, the only thing worse than other people's brats are other people's brats who shoot bb pellets at you while you are working trying to take care of your own family?

Take this seriously.

Ciao Y'all

Hanging Up T-Shirts

Did you know that you make yourself into an exhibit if you hang up your t-shirts?  So veer clear of that habit and tune in for more Gregorysms each Wednesday.  I am pretty positive they should be getting more interesting since he just got accepted into Cal State Los Angeles - scary arena!

Ciao Y'all