Monday, April 14, 2008

Change Is Good -- Unless It Isn't

I'm jaded, I'm not surprised by much, and I've been around the block a few times, but I discovered yesterday that even I can be shocked out of my ennui. I was watching this thing yesterday on the History channel about the so-called 9/11 Conspiracy. Whoa! I had no idea there were so many loopy theories floating about -- or so many young turks standing by to refute them on a second's notice. It does make you wonder.

Today's my last day at my old job, about which I have mixed emotions. Granted, I was in a rut and certainly not keeping up with the rising COL but it had become my comfort zone. My boss is in a bit of a dither and it won't surprise me at all if he tries to convince me to call my new boss and try to move up my start date. I'm not going to do it, though. We've enjoyed a great rapport over the years and I feel bad (a little) about leaving him in a lurch, but I am also mindful that he was going to leave me in one with no compunctions for the sake of his pocketbook. Meanwhile, I have a bunch of personal stuff to box up and take home this afternoon. I don't think I'll keep so many personal items in my next office; less can definitely be more.

I don't know what Internet access I'll have at my new job, but I'll let you know tomorrow. I'm going to have a bad case of withdrawal if I find that I can't blog and so forth from work. Like everything else, I'll deal with it, though.

I had one of those Twilight Zone things happen this morning. I got up as usual, came downstairs, and opened the front door to get the paper -- which wasn't there. I looked under the chairs, on the sidewalk, and in the bushes. There was no paper in sight, so I just figured the carrier was running late. Since I didn't have a paper, I got on the computer and read my e-mail. When I was finished, I sat down on the couch to finish my coffee, first reaching over to move some papers to the floor. I naturally assumed it was yesterday's paper -- until I noticed the dateline. It was today's paper. When the spouse got up, I asked him if he had gotten up early, brought in the paper, and then went back to bed. He said no. Therefore, it's a complete mystery to me how the paper, unrolled and sans rubber band, ended up on my couch. Total Twilight Zone.

It's a good day to play with a few Words Gone Wild, don't you think?

bussniess - The enterprise of bussing restaurant tables.

I never thought I'd see this again after its initial appearance on the PublishAmerica messageboard, but here it is, printed in red, no less: I was confussed

In its original incarnation, the definition decided upon was, a head injury caused by falling books.

these site-ings - Little baby Web sites.

Dogs can sence spirital pressence - I'm not sure what it is, but I'll bet the dogs are smart enough to run away from it.

when something bad happens, you prey - Some bad advice to, when your life sucks, go out and commit crimes.

returnign - German for "no returns."

repettition - A process for reanimating deceased pets.

reguardless - Once again, there's no one watching the inmates.

controlling our boarders - Riding herd on the tenants.

complement her on her work - My work makes hers look better.


Anonymous said...

serena joy,

so you looked
in the outer limits
and eventually found
your paper in the twilight zone!

give it time with the new job -- you'll have the routines down soon enough -- best of luck to you

¤ ¤ ¤


VE said...

Why do all the really big things have conspiracy theories? How about the little things? Obviously Paris Hilton was set up by the government and forced to party and drive recklessly. I'm sure THE DOG only said those phone remarks under duress. Who knows how many other things are just conspiracies...

Serena Joy said...

I think that's pretty much what happened, /t. Just call me Scully.:) I'm looking forward to the new job, not expecting any problems. Thanks so much for the good luck wishes.

VE, I think you're on to something. I'm now pretty sure Black Ops are responsible for setting up Paris, making it look like Britney does odd things, spreading rumors that Lindsay was naked, and gaslighting us into thinking Bush is president.:-)

Skunkfeathers said...

Everyone KNOWS the vast RIGHT WANG COMPRIRACLE is wreckin' Hilarity Rodehawd Clinton's presuhdensy run by puttin' all them suspended disbeliefs in her and Bill's mouth, ta come tumblin' out in front of micras and camelphobes. It's th' dunny of tha' ol' dinosour, Jawhn MooCayn!

Comin' suen to th' Historectomy Channel...

Serena Joy said...

So, if I'm understanding you correctly, Skunky, all this political stuff is just another highly secret slush fund operation bent on subliminally inducing phobias in the populace with an eye toward getting them to trade in their gas guzzlers for camels. Am I right?:)

Hale McKay said...

I saw that 9/11 thing before.

You're right, there are people out there who will "find" or suggest there is a conspiracy behind anything and everything.

G-Man said...

He walks all alone..
One lone mist-like paper boy!
He came to "collect"...


Serena Joy said...

You're right about that, Mike. Next thing you know, they'll produce evidence that all our blogs are a big conspiracy for world domination.:)

Serena Joy said...

Maybe he did, but
Serena smart and not scared
Of collection boys.:)