Looks like all that time on the cutting edge made me sharp enough after all. I'm a bona fide, employed Image Sharpener.
The coolest perk is an excuse to wear all black.
Sorry if the whole hypertext-subtext device is getting old, but it's just a really concise way to write multiple threads at once, and is a pretty good description of what's going on in my head.
Thursday, May 05, 2005
Another reason to love the 'loft.
It looks like my day-0ld externally-imposed aspiration of being a grounded flyboy has come to naught. Turns out you have to be off all antidepressants for a year before you can be considered for OCS. That and you need a GPA of 2.5 (regardless of where you got it). The military is probably the only institution that can ask questions about mental health in an interview and get away with it, although I guess technically they never inquired into why I was prescribed the stuff...
Still no answer from the Great Minds on the Hole & My Soul question. We may never know for sure. Sorta like the cat and butter problem: if you affix a piece of bread to the back of a cat, with the butter side facing away from the cat, and then drop the cat-pastry from a tall cliff, how does it land? A cat has to land on its feet, and the bread would have to land butter side down. The guy who asked me this one was of the opinion that the cat and toast just hovered in midair indefinitely. I think the kitty would probably eat the bread eventually, and then fall gently to land on its feet.
Oh, yay, I only lost one week of unemployment, so I'm getting paid for doing this after all. Who'd'a thunk?
There's a new toy at Amazon.com that counts instinces of statistically improbable phrases, which tend to characterize the author's style. Unfortunately, not enough clever authors have sinded on yet to make it worthwhile. Wodehouse and Adams would be interesting to see.
Sharper Image hasn't gotten back to me yet. Maybe the background check came up with some fuzziness. Imagine that. I'm not sure what turned off Radio Shack, but I don't really wanna work there anyway. I just don't have the heart to sell any poor schmuck a cell phone.
Still no answer from the Great Minds on the Hole & My Soul question. We may never know for sure. Sorta like the cat and butter problem: if you affix a piece of bread to the back of a cat, with the butter side facing away from the cat, and then drop the cat-pastry from a tall cliff, how does it land? A cat has to land on its feet, and the bread would have to land butter side down. The guy who asked me this one was of the opinion that the cat and toast just hovered in midair indefinitely. I think the kitty would probably eat the bread eventually, and then fall gently to land on its feet.
Oh, yay, I only lost one week of unemployment, so I'm getting paid for doing this after all. Who'd'a thunk?
There's a new toy at Amazon.com that counts instinces of statistically improbable phrases, which tend to characterize the author's style. Unfortunately, not enough clever authors have sinded on yet to make it worthwhile. Wodehouse and Adams would be interesting to see.
Sharper Image hasn't gotten back to me yet. Maybe the background check came up with some fuzziness. Imagine that. I'm not sure what turned off Radio Shack, but I don't really wanna work there anyway. I just don't have the heart to sell any poor schmuck a cell phone.
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