No bad jobs. Now you know.
Happened to come across some photos of lobsters with extra claws. Think of a bug, crossed with a Swiss army knife. I’ll leave you to find your own images; I’m now wondering how to avoid the nightmares. On to other, happier things.
Just checked the TV schedule, and there’s a two hour episode of Glee starting right now. Distraction. The season is nearly over, and next year promises to be a few cats short in the litter, so let’s see what on offer.
Received a wrong order from a supplier on eBay. I wa s asked to send over some digital photos of what was actually “in” the box, and all I had available was one of the webcams on my desk. Trying to keep things pointed while I did a screen capture was interesting (in contortionist terms). The dealer now wants me to send back the wrong item, and I want the shipping to be free. Let’s see how this all plays out. Is negative feedback still a dissuasive tool?
I wonder how electronic drums would look/sound in my studio? I’ve had a lifetime of scorn for the rubber substitute, but I’m too old to remain recalcitrant. And the space saving must have a value that goes beyond mere dollars. Does this make sense?
The minister of Finance has announced that there are no “bad jobs”. The Twitter world is now proposing career changes that he can pursue after the next election. When will that be, exactly? I will agree; I’ve had a particularly stellar working life, and the only job that rated a “bad” was that one where I washed dishes in return for meals. Oh, wait, that wasn’t a paying gig.
