Interviewing for a job feels like competing on a reality TV show.
Each round of interviews forces candidates to show different sides of their professional image and each round results in the elimination of the weakest contestants. At the end, only one candidate is left to win the fabulous prize: gainful employment.
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.
Time is a thief you can never trust
From bulb to bulb, the sand pours down,
All our losses and triumphs to slowly drown.
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
Bear to bull and boom to bust.
Rags to riches and riches to rags,
All that’s been earned in robbers’ bags.
Great wars are fought, great battles won,
Nothing changes under the sun.
Never shall the bloodshed cease.
At no time shall this world see peace.
Walls shall fall, towers shall tumble,
The high made low, the mighty made humble.
Our cities die, the weeds close in,
An undying reminder of original sin.
Skin crumples and muscle degrades,
Charm is deceptive and beauty fades.
No lasting cure to slake our lust,
Ashes to ashes and dust to dust.
The sun rises and the sun sets,
Life moves on and soon forgets.
Raiment to moths, constructs to rust
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.
Anyone who has spoken to me more than once or twice has undoubtedly heard about my musically talented sisters. They’ve had to endure hearing, at length, my praise for their extraordinary ability, forged by long hours of practice.
Well, today the oldest of my sisters is finally seeing some of her hard work pay off. In just a few minutes I will be leaving to attend her graduation from Northwest University with a B.A. in Music.
Congratulations Emily!
The real reasons behind my actions are rarely the ones that seem obvious.
For example, I think my primary motivation to work is not my paycheck. Rather, I am driven by a desire to avoid the stigma of being unemployed.
I’d be willing to bet that just about everyone else is the same way.
Cue song!
Today, I folded my laundry. No more wrinkled tee’s for me (although looking at the shape some of these shirts are in I might need some new ones).
Upon realizing that last quarter I didn’t manage to get my laundry folded before using it even once, I paused to reflect.I am so blessed this quarter to have a little more relaxed schedule. To have an opportunity to fold warm clothes, drink a hot cup of Earl Grey and listen to some Jimmy Eat World.
In Browning’s words:
- The year’s at the spring,
- And day’s at the morn;
- Morning’s at seven;
- The hill-side’s dew-pearled;
- The lark’s on the wing;
- The snail’s on the thorn;
- God’s in his Heaven -
- All’s right with the world!
The table in this Instructable looks really awesome. It’s also the kind of table (large, heavy and practical) that I want to get when I have my own place.
Perhaps I’ll have to build one.
Last week, I got a chance to exchange a few sentences with Cory Doctorow at a panel discussion/book signing at The University Bookstore. For those of you who don’t know, Cory is a science-fiction author, copyright activist and one of the bloggers from Boing Boing.
One of the somewhat innovative things that Cory does is to publish all of his books for free online, available for downloading or printing. Since his last book, Makers is about people using the means of production available to the them to create awesome DIY stuff, I thought it would be appropriate since I have access to some printing and binding equipment, to produce my own handmade copy of his book.
When I went up for the signing, I brought a blank sheet of construction paper and explained to Cory that he was signing the future cover page for the book. Being the cool fellow that he is, Cory wrote out the whole cover page.
