| Updated: 11/29/2004; 2:50:10 PM. |
| Rayne Today Searching for dharma, in spite of the weather... Project: Global Movie -- scheduling
Okay gang, how does a start time between West Coast is -7 hrs UTC – You can double-check at http://www.worldtimeserver.com/ whenever you reply your choice. As for chatting: since we’re probably all on different messaging systems, perhaps I should set up a Yahoo! chat room for us for this purpose? I’ll put it under my name, rayne_today, once we agree on a final time. What do you think? Anybody else want to join?
Omigod...I haven't watched this movie for years, but watching it on AMC tonight, I've got the heebie-jeebies! With messages like OBEY, MARRY AND REPRODUCE, or NO INDEPENDENT THOUGHT, one might think they'd wandered into a Pat Robertson 700 Club program. But messages like CONSUME, WATCH TV, and money printed 'THIS IS YOUR GOD make me think that the future's arrived and it's all a Bush-Cheney production that I'm watching. Nope, just John Carpenter's direction at work, political commentary masquerading as Sci-Fi, Action and Drama -- at least on this channel.
Oooohh, spine-chilling spooky-creepy movie to give any liberal or libertarian a nightmare! Best line: The world needs a wake-up call, and we're going to phone it in. Heh. I wish!
I’ve been afraid to breathe a word, terrified that I would jinx it by uttering even a syllable about this. Every vacillation in the political winds gave me pause, made me question the rationality of writing this fact. My stepson is in the He was discharged this week from the service, left his base in I wouldn’t even say a thing until I knew he was here, in his home state. He arrived this morning, driving straight through except for catnaps. His father is so relieved, even the toxic crap he’s been through at work recently doesn’t phase him. Now I’m worried that I’ll jinx his discharge by saying this much; I’m concerned that any service members discharged within the last three years will be called up again to help out as Iraq and the rest of the Middle East remain in such disarray. For now we’ll have to ignore that threat hanging over head and celebrate. I cried this week about a twenty-two year-old soldier killed near Tikrit; he was from our home state, too. A homecoming celebration unrealized. It could so easily have been us and not that other poor family. What an incredible mystery, how it all plays out: some of us happy, some of us horribly grieving, all of us relieved in knowing something absolute. At least for this moment. A kiss-off-and-die letter came in the mail, the ultimate result of the last interview I had. The work would have been fine, but the commute and work environment would have been toxic. I’d not gotten my hopes up too much because of the toxicity; I’d had a couple nightmares since the interview, dreaming of being lost in a sea of cubicles, replete with avocado-colored wallpaper and brown carpeting. Ugh. During the interview, the senior “interrogator” explained that his company had “stolen” the contract from under the previous contractor. Stolen? Did he mean they massively underbid for the contract? Since the previous contractor was still on site in reduced capacity, it could have been ugly. There were people that were surely re-assigned or “reduced” as well in the fall out after this contract changed hands; I wondered whether some of the reduced folks with experience in this capacity would have applied for this role. I’m reminded of a great Norm line from the old sitcom, Cheers: it’s a dog-eat-dog world and I’m wearing Milkbone underwear. Yeah, I think we all are; we’re all reduced to scrapping it out against each other, stealing contracts to stay alive amidst a sea of cubicles. Monday brings another opportunity, though. I will be taking yet another pre-employment test, anticipated to be that Wonderlic weirdness that will deem me fit for an occupation. Puzzling; I’d already taken this test in January this year and they’re expecting me to take it again…but then this shouldn’t surprise me after the nasty shock I had during the application process. The employer’s website has been changed, outsourced to another company since the first of the year. And it’s now unsecured – at least the portion where one enters personal information is unsecure. Will it cause me trouble because I refused to fill in my SSN, particularly since they already have it on file somewhere?? We’ll see. It’s up to you to figure out which of the above is good news and which is bad news. After sixteen months of this I’m kind of numb about it all.
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