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Eric Andre
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- Written by: Rod Boyle
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Do these people not know what they're getting themselves into? Actually, clearly a lot of them don't, and therein lies the joy and spontaneity...
That said, there's a peculiar stoner-brilliance to his schtick...
Link: Eric Andre Interviewing
- Jillian Michaels - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lTGpBdVtf4s
- Jack Black - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yAiyDrgcRKo
- Jack MacBrayer - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZqFg0autvM8
Read the wiki on him - apparently he credits his success to Transcendental Meditation. Who would have guessed?
Dominoes
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- Written by: Rod Boyle
- Category: Miscellany
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The nephew calls me up, after work, we go for drinks. He's seriously frayed, coming undone, the hours, too long, doesn't want the responsibility, he's adjusted the tip-outs to reflect the fact he's now working, no longer content with an even cut he's taking double what the others are getting. He's not putting up with it.
I knew it. It's not unfair, well, not entirely, some do more than others, but when I was working he sat on his chair on the phone the entire day and was an equal. As were the part-timers, or close enough, 75 or 80% cut minimum, but he's cut them back to 50%, and there's been some grumbling...doesn't matter, he'll fire them, get others, he's leaving anyways, told the owner, he's only got a couple of months left, he'll be leaving January 5th, he told him, there was a scene...
There's been a few scenes as of late, the owner, selling, waiting for "his price", but in this economy nobodies getting their price. And his selling, it's half-hearted, he's not ready for a retirement spent with his girlfriend, who would happily retire as well and move in with him to make his final days a living hell.
He's coming undone, M******, the new waiter, he's caught on, already threatened to leave, ask for news of the old Italian waiter, returned to Italy, he's good, off his anti-depressants, they were entirely related to the job, the nephew, he's telling me about his anxiety, unable to sleep, his own anti-depressants, he can't wait to leave, this is no life, no way to live, he wants friends again, to go for drinks and have fun, and I know what he means, but after 7 years there I've almost forgotten, now, trying to remember a life outside of work, it's hard...
Pirate Party - Iceland
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- Written by: Rod Boyle
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Probably the closest thing we have to democracy left on the face of the earth.
Packing
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- Written by: Rod Boyle
- Category: Miscellany
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Packing, now, all the shit that won't be coming with me. Despite only being here a year, maybe 2, there's a lot of shit.
Treasures, new candlesticks, old candlesticks, chambersticks, inkwells in colors of pale violet to mercury blue, glass pens, ancient keys, dinosaur bones, knick-knacks, breakables, delicate curiosities, to return to the locker. Furniture, to be given away or placed in the alley (where it disappears suspiciously quick). Separate the shit I'm taking from the shit I'm leaving. This is not so hard, I'm still taking far more than I should, I need, better to be prepared, but whatever I leave will be what I miss most.
A shame, this packing of the treasures that have been acquired but barely enjoyed or appreciated, a good many of them are given away to appreciative audiences, I console myself, do this right in a year or two you can be unpacked. Properly unpacked. Looking at real estate - Kaslo, 10 acres, walking distance, under 100K. I could do this, better in the spring, of course, time to build my homestead over the summer, but this - 100K, this is not impossible...
I think I'm top of it, that I've thought of everything, but thoughts percolate to the surface, the need to fix the jeep, to clean, to make it to the consignment shop, slight commitments to art projects, paintings, other, a hundred tiny things that distract me...
Tomorrow, everything to the locker but the bed and what's coming with me. The bed, it goes on Sunday. I'm living the Zen, but at the moment, surrounded by a hundred semi-packed boxes of treasures and trifles I'm living the nightmare. Soon...
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