Weekly Dose of Dangle

Jobs keep coming in from all directions which is great. They come in odd patterns though. One day It’ll look like I’ve got three projects all happening right on top of each other, so I start getting stressed out, and then one after another they fall apart, so suddenly my time is free. It happens the other way around too. This week I’ve got two gigs in the Bay Area.

I’m thinking I need to get a new car because it’s embarrassing to pull into these corporate parking lots in my truck. If anybody has ever seen my truck you know what a jalopy looks like. It’s an ugly blue Toyota pickup to begin with but it’s got gray Bondo all over it in patches and just looks like crap. All the other cars are Mercedes and Lexus so mine really stands out. I don't have the money for a new car.

Allergies suck. Last weekend I had to bail out on the third grade camping trip. My eyes were oozing and I was sneezing uncontrollably. I could’ve gone anyway but instead I got to hang out in my house alone, sit in my favorite chair, and read books, and not have to listen to fifty third graders screaming. I re-read What Makes Sammy Run to help inspire my novel and picked up Jules Verne’s 20,000 Leagues Beneath the Sea. It was supposed to be for reading to Oscar but I picked it up and started it. It starts off great and then becomes boring when they get into Nemo’s submarine and go around looking at starfish and stuff. I assume the action will pick up again, otherwise I’m going to shelve it.

My birthday was here! Yep, I turned 50. We had a great big party and a band, the Sons of Emperor Norton. Amazing! Thanks to everyone who roasted me. Embarrassing but cool!