Well this weekend was a good weekend. I brought my laptop home to get some work done, but as usual it never happened. On Friday I had some friends over and we jammed. I actually had pizza, it had been a month. It was pretty good but the heartburn was soon to follow. I didn't get to bed until 3am. Then on Saturday morning I had Peety come over and wake me up to get to the local Sci Fi expo. It was pretty cool, there were stormtroopers, Darth Vader and even a Boba Fett walking around in costumes. I bet I see them Wednesday night at midnight when I go to the world premiere. The guy who was in the original Darth Vader costume, David Prowse, was there signing autographs. Saturday night I went to Deep Ellum to a Christian music club and saw this old guy play with his acoustic guitar. He was in the "77's", a Christian Rock band. He played pretty good acoustic and his lyrics reminded me of Bob Dylan meets Bon Jovi - long flowing sentences in a high pitched yell. Then on Sunday I did the usual church, Sunday School, homeless thing. This time when I went into church a member of my class wanted me to sit with them. So I did. The problem is that they sit on the second row, no more that 20 feet away from everything. I got the feeling 15,000 people were staring at the back of my head. When we went to feed the homeless I watched an old lady get maced by a cop for stealing his radio. She grabbed it off of him and started swinging it around. Everybody started coughing and I looked away, just in case(emetophobic). I got home around 7 just in time for the Simpsons and new Family Guy that was pretty good. Anyway, I will probably be busy until next week. Then I might be able to get some rest. I am still thinking about my future and all, I so want to work a place I can work at for 10 years or more. That'd be cool. This time I am going to be patient and discerning. I think there were a couple of jobs I've taken in the past that were very impulsive. What was I thinking?

Thought of the Day
In Japan, employees occasionally work themselves to death. It's called Karoshi. I don't want that to happen to anybody in my department. The trick is to take a break as soon as you see a bright light and hear dead relatives beckon.
Scott Adams