Sunday, December 21, 2008
Sunday, December 14, 2008
Tuesday, November 04, 2008
Tonight, like every first Tuesday after the first Monday in November since 1996 I was glued to the TV. Regardless of the outcome, history was being made. On one side of the spectrum there was a possibility that a women could be our Vice President (which I guess was a possibility in 1984, but Mondale had no chance of beating Reagan). On the other end, the end I support, a young African-American stood to be our next President-elect.
And after the frustration of an election being stolen from us in 2000 and feeling bewildered by a population that voted in the illusion of fear in 2004, today I got the honor to cast my ballot for someone that promised change, for someone who was change in a monochrome world. A man that would introduce us to a vivid spectrum of solutions because, to put is simply, something different needed to be done. For to long we have been living with the status quo, implementing either solution A or B for a problem that time and time again rears its ugly head and stares us down to the point where we know no matter what we do, this beast, will never leave us.
But after today. . . after today we have another option, an option we never considered. For the first time in our lives we will look at this beast, from the melting of the middle class to the financial meltdown that my 91 year old grandfather never though he would see again, with new eyes, a new focus. Starting today America will get a new lease on life, a second chance to create the "Great Society" that FDR, JFK, and LBJ were trying to build but could never finish.
Starting today America is a better place. Starting today America overcame a battle that our parents fought in the 1960's. Starting today America is anew with hope and a joyous look at the path that leads into the unknown. Starting today the youth, the minorities, and the fed-up spoke with one unified and clear voice shouting "we are tired of being ignored!"
Starting today. . . chance for the better will start to happen. The end of an era is coming to a close, and the dawn of anew is about to happen.
Sunday, August 24, 2008
Saturday, August 23, 2008
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
Thursday, August 07, 2008
Sunday, August 03, 2008
Saturday, August 02, 2008
Friday, August 01, 2008
Thursday, July 31, 2008
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
Monday, July 28, 2008
Sunday, July 27, 2008
Friday, July 25, 2008
Sunday, July 20, 2008
But at Denny's there is the Local Moco. Fried rice topped with a beef paity smothered with brown gravy with 2 eggs on top.
I'm home. . . I'm finaly home.
Why am I starting to blog again?
Well. . . its time for one thing.
And I found an unsecured wireless network so I had to tell someone!!
No more AOL free trials of dial-up when we go on vacation!!
Thank you linksys, Clearwire (the ISP), and the poor sap that forgot to put a WEP key on their network!
Monday, May 26, 2008
Sunday, May 04, 2008
Saturday, May 03, 2008
Wednesday, April 30, 2008
Friday, April 25, 2008
An overwhelming wave of malaise towards my former employer hit me tonight. . .
I have been drinking since 9:30 tonight and I'm not stopping anytime soon.
All I have to say is God bless my friends, and God bless Erick for having beer on tap at his house.
Friday, April 04, 2008
Wednesday, April 02, 2008
This time we are exploring the inner Chico city. Today we are at one of my favorite bars.
There is nothing quite like The Oasis. A couple of Gin and Tonics and Sevens Sevens, plus several games of eight ball. All for $10.
Another amazing day with Salena.
As a continuation to an early post from February 2006 (see Starbucks Has All The Answers), "The Way I See It #270" not only gave me hope at the conclusion of one of the worst months of my life, but made think of the good people I had the pleasure to meet along the way.
So here it is in its entirety, I hope you find it as uplifting as I did.
The Way I See It #270
Taste is subjective. Taste is democratic. Taste is powerful. Taste – the combination of texture, aroma, temperature, aesthetic and environment – is also a window into someone else’s life or culture. Be confident in your taste, but remain curious and expose yourself to new tastes. Allow your taste to constantly evolve and grow – while keeping and cherishing the memories that taste creates.
Chef, co-owner of Restaurant Aquavit and author of The Soul of a New Cuisine
As Betty Williams, one of the greatest bosses I ever had the pleasure to work with, once said "variety is the spice of life."
So taste it all, and never hold back from your next great adventure.
Sunday, March 23, 2008
I have just finished smoking two chickens and a mess of turkey legs. So what is the family's dinner conversation about? How about my recent unemployment.
Keeping my spirits high while reliving the death of my career to the pace of our "cheerful" banter, someone chimes in with "There all crooks, like the manager from Auburn."
That was the store that I was going to work at.
That was going to be my store.
I was going to be the ETL-HR of Auburn T-1096.
I mean that was my plan. Their STL (head store manager) Sean loved me. I mean, come on, he was the one who interviewed me for team lead. A great, moral, and dedicated person to work for.
I guess I was wrong.
According to the Auburn Journal, on the 18th Sean Ryan (Auburn Target's STL) was arrested for embezzling $10,000 over 3 months from the store's safe at night. The best part is he was caught by his own AP (that's basic store security).
All of the sudden getting let go over $50 isn't all that bad. I did not steal like he did, but when I got let go I did not face jail time.
There is always a silver lining. Always.
As a side note, I love how he is in his red & khaki for the mugshot. That means he was arrested at the store, during business hours, while he was working.
Thursday, March 20, 2008
We started at Bear Hole, this picture was taken overlooking Salmon Hole. I wonder where we will go next week?
(This was posted LIVE using my Samsung-u740)
Friday, March 14, 2008
It took me a while to come to grips with what just happened. . . I think that is why I have not posted anything about it. To be honest I am still trying to recover from the dishearting malaise of their quick action to, and I quote, "end their relationship with [me]." After 5 years of dedication, loyalty, and personal defiance of all the evils the outside world would say about my beloved employer; Target fired me over a return which created a $50 loss to the store. And that's it. That's all of it. I did not steal, I did not pocket any products, and to quell a rumor that I still get phone calls about, I did not rape anyone on the clock. If that last one was true don't you think I would be in jail right now?
Five years, then poof, gone. I always volunteered when help was needed. I always traveled when other stores need help (the best was the 2 and a half weeks I spent in Auburn as Human Resources), and I gave up precious time with my ever shrinking family because "they" needed a closer in a position that only I knew. I interned with them, and was even on the right road to becoming an ETL. But all that didn't matter. Once again they saw a return, which gave a guest a $50 gift card, not cash or a refund to their credit card, but in-store credit, as an error.
Even now I feel I did the right thing. I was helping a guest who, for lack of a better term, I fell prey to their sob story. She was old and got the classic runaround from the operators, and her receipt was about to expire, so I wanted to help her out. Target's revenue for Christmas '07 was $19,900,000,000.00. So what is $50 in store credit? I mean just the day before I saw Debbie (the store manager) give a guest a $30 gift card just to shut her up. Nevertheless, I was wrong and $50 dollars is all it took to terminate my employment. Not a suspension, dock in pay, final warning for a year, or a letter of reprimand; all of which you would receive if you worked in a public institution or at the very least a union job.
They may have taken my job, I would not let them take my pride. I walked out of there with a smile on my face and my head held high. Because, in the end, that's all you have left.
Sunday, February 24, 2008
We might have gone a little bit overboard, but we have 5 cases of the North Coast's finest Ales! That's 120 bottles of beer!