The Summer Solstice
Today was my first solid day back in the office in about nine weeks, I think. That shows how busy I've been. Yeah.
My boss gave me a big raise that I wasn't expecting, and he told me to not bother coming into the office over the next several weeks, if I don't feel like it. That I should stay home and catch up on myself.
Well, if that's some kind of attempt to make me complacent and get me to reconsider changing jobs, then, well, I'm listening.
Actually, he completely understands my thinking, because he used to do exactly what I do, and he said he did it for four years and then he'd had enough, just like me.
He is just pushing to get me to take a different job within the company, rather than quit and go somewhere else. And I'd like that too, if I had geographical choices that I could appreciate. But I don't think I do.
But, I guess that they aren't in any hurry, and neither am I.
One thing's for sure: I'll never have another boss as cool as the one I've got now.
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I have jogged two days in a row. This has not happened since Varsity Soccer, or something else that was beyond eons ago. But my cheat is, I finally figured out that I don't have to run three miles, or even one, to benefit from the exercise. No, sir. I am decrepped and out of shape, and once around the block is enough for me. But it makes me exhausted and my legs are aching, so there is good that is being done.
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Here are two MP3's by that band that I talk so much about.
Burn Bright
Bend the Light
I played the new CD in the car today, and I played it loudly, and I took longcuts to hear all of it. I like it more and more, the more I hear it. Just the aural landscape of it is a complete monster. The sound is so Big. I get a kick out of it, because I'm saying that as a fan of music, and not as a guy who's got a lot of cash invested in it. Which is a great sign.
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I pulled my quadrocep ten years ago, and it still hurts, when I exercise it. That's probably a bad thing.
Also, I think I have a cavity.
And also also, I have a craving for tomato soup, so that's what I'm going to have.
1 Comments:
woah, i wish my boss was that cool. the owner of the company here doesn't even know my name. and it's not like we're some huge multi-national corporation. we're a small ol' indy-pendent bookstore fer jesus jimmies.
oh and don't worry, once i get moved into my new space, i'm going to buy one of your cd's. i want to make sure i get the real deal before walmart offers you a sweet deal and a house in the bahamas so they can put weird-al-like sound effects over all of the gnarly expletives and references to roe vs. wade on the album.
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