Damn, it's getting late too fast! It always does, though. I did some talking today with potential agencies, but the one that I was convinced that I want to go with I can't... until I quit St. Francis, 'cause they have a contract with them, and it would be unethical. And I'm really not into quitting until I have a firm commitment. There are some other good agencies out there, though, I just need to find them. They all, of course, talk a good story. 2556 days. Yep, another on-line journallversary. Seven years and counting. I didn't know what I was getting into, back there in 1996. No, really... I had no idea that it would persist for so long, this need to write this shit down and then let the Of course, blogs are all the rage now, heh. Blogs are not a technical challenge, and that's why they're so popular. It took some dedication, some thinking, to get a journal up and going, (back in the day) and many of my comrades fell by the wayside, and the rest of us didn't even stop to throw a little dirt on the bodies. Nor did we stop to say, "There, but for the grace..." because that would have taken some effort, and we would have had to know the scent of the fear that did them in, and that wouldn't work, not at all. Not that the fear was unknown, just... unmentioned. A lot like life... if you strut through with your head held high and your chest stuck out, a majority of the people will think that you know what you're doing, no matter how far from the truth that may be. We finally had a full crew back to work today, and it was nice... not too much running, a rather pleasant day altogether. And I left right on time, I did! Today's picture is me, Jeanette and Tyler, taken on our recent trip. I miss them. Houston is on our list of places to go... in the winter. Um. One helluva powerful movie. I enjoyed it, but there were distractions, so I'm sure that I missed some things that I would've picked up on otherwise. In the Mail: On the shelf:
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