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Alive Again

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so after a week of forced horizontalness from icky sickness, i actualy went to pseudo work (Continental Club) today, and then after a large fast food (ick) dinner, and hot shower briefly crashed out while listening to NPR ATC/Marketplace, got an odd call from a friend, down the street with many others, casualing at Onion … Read more

Charlie’s Place

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Tuesday I helped Welder Dave (a.k.a YoYo) level, tack down and start welding together the 4 bar top parts. It’s starting to get super-solid, ready for bartop dancing. Steve W. was in from Austin and got the vinyl “tuck and roll” treatment done to the riser and bar rails Mon & Tue. Today Pete and … Read more

Washington HS

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I went on Thursday to Washington High School.  They don’t have a math position open, but do have Intro to Computers (this is a mouse, this is the internet, this is MS Word…) The interview went ok, he has other candidates, and will likely let me know Mon or Tue.   After asking a million … Read more

HISD Job Fair

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So, I still don’t have a teaching job.  I went to the “gosh it’s late and we need to fill our positions” HISD Job Fair yesterday.  On the good side, there weren’t nearly as many people as at the last one (they all got jobs), and there were several schools looking for math.  On the down side, the Tech Market collapse seems to have created a glut of “What do I do now?” math teacher applicants.  There were at least 15 people there and only a few high schools with openings.  They were all lining up for the middle schools as well (I passed on the middle schools).

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20740 Gulf Freeway

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So, we were down in Clear Lake salvaging some sinks, toilets, mirrors, handycap rails, et al to use in the new bar (next to the Continental).  Pete knows the guy that owns this place.  It was the old giant Fiesta that went up at I-45 & NASA 1 a little over a decade ago.   … Read more

Lunch with Nelwyn & Marsha

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Today I had lunch with two cousins (my dad’s cousin’s, their mom’s are twins – so they’re kinda like aunts).  We ate at Saltgrass Steakhouse.  I got there a bit early, 11:15, and waited for them, by 11:30 there was a parade of people, most driving oversized cars like wildmen, all (except for one 95 year old looking man) had exceptional guts.  I’m a bit over weight, but these guys had guts (and they weren’t having a special lunch with their aunts).  But, I guess that’s the definition of someone who eats at a steakhouse for lunch (apparently, regularly): overweight.

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