Just downloaded a Miles Davis album. There's only 2 tracks on it. This one is supposed to be sort of rock-influenced or flavored or something. Somehow, it still has that heroin-infused ethereal sound that Miles Davis always had.
Still looking for a new job, just haven't seen something enticing yet. Things might change at the current place in a bit, though. It's almost worth waiting it out to see.
I am updating again.
I am currently sporting a full beard. It's not the Beard by any stretch of the imagination. It's more of a shorter, Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat version. Oh well. I didn't grow it by choice, anyway. Dental surgery has a way of making your grooming choices for you sometimes.
Big Dirty says I have to update. So here you go.
There's this part of town called Como Park, or Como for short. I have decided I have to move there. I figure it'll be just like Abbot and Costello when the guys at work ask me where I live now.
"Donde este su vida?"
"Como. "
"No, donde?"
"Como."
Then we'll laugh and it'll be good times again like it was before an idiot took over the kitchen.
With wind chill, it's supposed to be -40 today. I have to go out and get groceries, but thankfully that's all I have to do.
Work is weird. They fired one of the front managers and the chef. The owner was supposed to call me today to talk about things, but didn't. Now I'm getting paranoid.