Most days, I look inside. And that’s part of the problem I suppose. That’s why I haven’t posted in so long: there has been no inspiration to stand and shout about anything.
I suppose that’s why I have been so viciously depressed these last few weeks. There has been nothing to write of. My life has been void.
Have I missed anything while I was away?
Many, many years ago, I started my depressing voyage through the world of work at an Overwaitea food store in my home town. As a teenager, I expected to work so weird hours, and accept some level of abuse from the “adults” I worked with.
However, it seems that the organization now expects all their employees to accept this crap [here].
A major B.C. grocery chain wants some of its unionized staff to work shifts of just two hours, a move the union representing 8,500 workers called shocking.
The Overwaitea Food Group, which also runs Save-On-Foods and Urban Fare, made the demand for two-hour shifts as it began negotiating a new contract with the United Food and Commercial Workers Union, the union said.
I don’t often (ever) talk about my musical taste. It is unremarkable for the most part, with flights into madness and impulsiveness.
Lately, I have discovered Icelandic music. Mainly Sigur Ros, Mum, Apparat Organ Quartet, Aniima, and (of course) Bjork. Apparently Icelandic music is all the rage, with people trying to understand how such a small country can produce such a wide range of artists.
These artists provide a soothing background to my jangled, often confused, mental state. I played it as I slept while I was on my latest trip, and while I was on the plane returning from Chicago.
However, my deep feelings and desire to visit Iceland has its roots back in my very early teens. A Hardy Boys mystery and a Clive Cussler novel brought it to my attention. It’s a nation of extremes, of wonder, isolation, and survival.It is among one of the few places I feel I have to visit at least once in my life. I cannot explain this desire. Perhaps it is the latent Viking in me.
But the music draws me as much as the place does.
I know that I have been bad at blogging news about GrabPERF, but today there is some. In the last two weeks, we have added two measurement locations: Washington DC AOL and Argentina LaNacion.
Thanks to Carson Evans of AOL, and Jose Falvo and Leonardo Lancellotta of LaNacion for helping out with the installation process.
So, on New Years Eve, due to the vagaries of modern air travel, the family will be spending seven hours at Sea-Tac waiting for the second leg of our trip home.
For me, this is usually not an issue, as I can huddle up in a corner with my wireless connection and while away the hours with work and general interest. However, we will be a one laptop family, and my children need to be entertained.
Likely at least an hour of the trip will be handled by immigration as they subject us to the joys of entry with our Advanced Parole documents. It’s now harder for us to get into the US via air as late process Green Card applicants than it is if we were simply visiting the country.
After that, who knows.
Does anyone out there in blog land have any great suggestions for entertaining a family for seven hours at an airport?
I am often chided for my 5-shot, Venti Latte.
Then I saw this.
Yup, it’s a “a 13 shot Venti soy hazelnut vanilla cinnamon white mocha with extra white mocha and caramel”.
Lord help this person when they wake up in the alley behind Starbucks on Christmas Day.
Original image from Core77.
Landed in the US on a one-day business trip today. The family is enjoying Christmas with the grandparents in Victoria, BC, and I need to work remotely to cover the time.
I flew into Seattle for a one-day trip, with my brand-new Advanced Parole documents. Figured it would be speedy.
90 minutes later, they let someone who has gone through a number of security checks and other body scans into the US.
Have to wonder what people from other countries have to go through.
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This morning we dragged the family out of bed at a ridiculous hour for an adventure into downtown Boston.
It was a big day in the Green Card Process: We were off to get fingerprinted and have our pictures taken. This is a big step, as we can now be cross-referenced against all of the major security databases to verify whether we are criminals or not.
However, the biggest step came about 10 days ago when we got our Advanced Parole documents.
For those of you who have managed to avoid this happy process, an Advanced Parole document is a document that states that I have the rights and privileges of a Green Card holder, but I am on double-secret probation.
The other big deal with this is that I can take on contract work, and Samantha can get a job if she so desires.
Our fortunes may be looking up?
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This morning, Tiger Direct effectively imploded.
Bad day.
UPDATE: Looks like they found the solution to their problem.
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