I'm not a business man, I'm a business...man

Well, the employment drought is over. This morning at midnight I started my new full time job as a crisis counselor. Third shift at the crisis center I'm answering phones and what not. This of course means that I am staying in the Jacktown a little longer... yes the nomad may have grown roots, ok not really, but for now I am staying put. Now I wish I hadn't moved out of my apt, let the hunt begin.
On other job fronts, I have also taken on freelancing full time as well. I am doing scripts for a place in Chicago and media consulting for a guy here in town as well as random other video/misc. that comes up. So from unemployed to over-employed in about two weeks.

On the personal front, I had a good thanksgiving. I got to spend time with my niece who is too much.
Isn't she adorable (disagreeing may be bad for you health, because I will find you). Greens, stuffing, yams, turkey, potato salad, macaroni and cheese, and a bottle of hot sauce, now that's something to be thankful for. All in all, things are looking good, I just have to adjust to the whole third shift thing.

"But sometimes don't you just crave
To disappear within your mind"
- Jamie Cullum

The Present is a Gift

So I took this photo a while ago, and found it online again. And it seems to fit the current state of my life. To quote Common, "Never looking back, or too far in front of me, the present is a gift and I just want to be..." I'm getting rather tired of worrying about what the next move will be and being upset over being fired. Well, I'll never be unupset, but it's done and over. So I am going to enjoy the present for what it is.

Speaking of enjoying, I got the greatest phone call ever last night. I'm working on line and my phone rings a Mass. number. Given the amount of jobs I apply for, I have to answer. Luckily I did, my lovely staff (first year) from the 'Cuse were having a reunion and decided to include me. As down and out as I have felt, it was a GREAT pick me up. It's good to know you are loved...AND I LOVE ALL OF YOU, thanks for the call.

So switching subjects completely, well back to the subject, it's time for a Dan rant... In talking to my mother today, I found out my brother was locked up. Why you may ask, because he didn't pay his child support.

This rant isn't going where you think it is, this one is for the ladies. If you and the father of your child are living together, and he spends more money and time on the child than you do... cancel the F***ing child support. This wench, (I'm struggling to be nice here) wants my brother to pay for everything at the Apt, plus thild support, so she has spending money... that my friends is what I call a hood bitch. 90% of what my brother earns goes to her. He cuts his finger (damn near off)and is waiting for Workman's comp, and this bitch has the nerve to have him locked up. I can hear it, why is he with her, because if he leaves, she'll take my niece away. I know there are plenty of dead beat dads out there (I have one), but if a man is taking care of his, living with you and supporting the child, don't be a bitch and force him to pay child support. Grow up and realize that the system is for those who ditch responsibility, not those who embrace it... and I'm spent.

Ok, off to work...stop laughing, I have to look for work and do a few small projects.


"And all I have to hold
Is my self pride
So these streets I strive
Like a Black Panther
Asking can the
situation get much worst"

2004 Hyundai Elantra BLVD.

Well as of yesterday, I have a new address. Much similar to the time I spent living at 1995 Ford Escort Way, I am now a nomad again. I have numerous couches to crash on, but I am officially homeless and unemployed. The job search goes well, but man, I feel more and more like a mooch and bum everyday. Hopefully something will come up soon, but until then, honk of you see my mobile home.


On the up side, Halloween at the bar was fun, well the end of the evening. We started out with a polka band...cute but annoying. After they were done, tea debauchery began. Costumes galore, hell one guy spent $1050 on a spidey outfit. It looked good but not that good.

Here's me in a blond wig (I came as OJ and left as a blonde...discuss)

It was a good night, and all the little ghouls behave themselves