After a short (four month) break from gainful employment I find myself back on the payroll. That's right, I've sold out and I'm working for the man...at the YWCA. And my boss is a woman. But whatever. The important thing is that I'm drawing a paycheck, which is good since without my first check I wouldn't have enough money to feed myself or pay November's rent. After some other weird job things went the way of the buffalo I took this position working as an advocate in one of the shelters here in Portland. Basically I hang out with folks and make sure the shelter runs as it should. Pretty cool. I'm working the swing shift-3 p.m. to midnight-which should feel a lot like the Migrant Resource Center in Mexico. I'm excited, but I'd be lying if I said it's not weird to have to work eight hours a day again. That's like, 1/3 of my day! Just sayin'. I'm still in training right now, but I'll be on the beat starting November 4th. That date seems so familiar for some reason. Oh well, it can't possibly be important.
For today's musical interlude I bring you Keenon the robot dancing to Spoon's "Don't You Evah."
It's got all things that are good: a robot(s), the Japanese, a scientist, an oldschool boombox, Spoon...I'm not even sure why you're still reading and not watching the video. One final note: my mighty fine older sister introduced me to both this song and this band. For some reason I never checked them out. Maile for the win!
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment