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Sunday, June 21st, 2009

A little office discussion the other today turned alarmingly funny when my bosses (who are an older couple) mentioned that the husband had learned what a “cougar” was.

All I could respond with was, “yeah, they’re in season right now, too.”

Living smack dab in the middle of the downtown, I have been witness to more cougar attacks than I should think is reasonable. I have been attacked on several occasions, but have always managed to escape (my wits: they are useful). MILFs on the other hand, boy-howdy, are they some fun, or what?

I digress; the point is that my job is awesome because our office knows few to limits to humor.


Penny soup

Wednesday, June 17th, 2009

Swatara Township restaurant owner feeds the unemployed

The United States welcomed John Pham in 1979 when he was a child and had moved from Vietnam to make a new life. Now Pham, owner of Ninh Kieu restaurant in Swatara Township, wants to return the favor.

“This country has been good to me,” said Pham, 40. “Now the economy here is bad. Unemployment is up. I want to give something back to my country and community.” That something is a bowl of Vietnamese soup, offered for one penny to those who have lost their job in the current economy. The beef noodle, shrimp or chicken pho (Vietnamese name for soup) is served to the unemployed all day Wednesday and from 9 to 11 a.m. and 2 to 4 p.m. Thursday.

While the motivation to do this is fantastic, I sort of disagree with the implementation. With few exceptions, it is nearly impossible to starve in this nation. There is not one homeless person in my city that goes hungry unless they choose not to shuffle down to any number of soup kitchens.

On the other hand, this is great for the unemployed who are out job-hunting and cannot afford to wait in line at a soup kitchen/shelter or only eat at a specific time. Also, Pho is awesome – I want to drive to Atlanta now.


I’ll take Inexcusable Deeds for $200, Alex

Tuesday, February 24th, 2009

HUD the dud:

Ms. Hughes and her son, who were homeless, asked our messianic president to help them since they’ve been stuck on a two-year waiting list at the Fort Myers, Fl., public housing authority. Using the government’s own numbers, I was able to determine that Fort Myers and surrounding Lee County received almost $70 million in U.S. Housing & Urban Development (HUD) money in the past three years. Some $41 million — or $600 per man, woman, and child in Fort Myers — went to the city’s public housing authority alone.

Abuse of CDBG funds. What a surprise.

I apply for these things at work. I’m kind of getting a kick out of this.


You think you got it rough?

Wednesday, October 22nd, 2008

Georgia is #2 in job losses nation-wide.

Yet I meet people who are constantly moving here for work, and invariably ending up in less than ideal situations. Most everyone here I know works more than one job and the biggest factor in finding a job around here is who you know. Sad times.


I actually had to hold the laughs in

Tuesday, October 7th, 2008

While scrolling through this Fark thread. I work very closely with local charities and I’ll note a few things:

  • The Red Cross doesn’t like taking donated items for disaster relief. The cost associated with transporting all that shit is too much. They prefer money.
  • The Salvation Army sells the stuff you donate to them. They don’t give it away.
  • I get blank receipts for the quality stuff I give to Goodwill. Like a NeXT 1000 Monitor, a baseball glove (used once or twice) and a bicycle helmet.
  • These places get plenty mad and will refuse shitty donations.

And there are a zillion other little things about the non-profit sector that would startle you a bit, but that’s for a different day. There are plenty good reasons for it all, too.


Avast! Today I be pillaging booty!

Friday, September 19th, 2008

I find myself wanting September to be over with. The realization that October will simply be more of the same, with costumes, makes me wonder why. I’m sort of just happy I made it through the week without losing my fucking mind. There is something about this time of year that puts me on edge. The weather is wonderful, though.



Friday, June 27th, 2008

I had a very interesting time in Atlanta this week. The seminars were either very informative and interesting or dry and dull. There wasn’t much middle ground.

I am dehydrated from drinking coffee all day long for three days straight (and plenty of beer in the evenings, as well). For some reason my back is sore, too. Maybe the banquet chairs and my shitty posture? I’m thinking so.

I heard about the Heller decision yesterday after our classes were finished. It’s definitely a (big) step in the right direction. I’ve been seeing a lot of bitching about the majority opinion. My response? Take what you can get: what, exactly, did you expect from Justice Scalia, anyway? He’s socially conservative and makes common sense compromises. While the ruling does state that citizens do not have the right to own any weapon, it does guarantee something. If they had ruled the other way, the government could ban any sort of firearm, from anyone, tomorrow. I’ll take it, and hope that the forthcoming cases turn out well.



Wednesday, May 28th, 2008

June 30th I begin working at the United Way.

Let’s hope I can make it a year without losing my damn mind.



Monday, May 12th, 2008

I should be, barring any sort of strange reason for denial, be starting my Americorps VISTA position at the end of June with a short seminar in Atlanta.

In the mean time I’m still looking for something to occupy my time with, having taken the summer off from school. The school was still listing me as out of state for the summer, and in-state for this upcoming fall. Thus, I take a semester off, and return when tuition is 1/3 as much. And the student records don’t seem to be working, so I can’t retrieve my grades. I need to pick up some unofficial transcripts for scholarships tomorrow anyway but damn, it is awfully inconvenient.


Thursday, May 8th, 2008

I accepted for the Americorps VISTA program. I’m still going to a job interview tomorrow afternoon. Summer semester registration is on Monday, and I may be pissing the VA rep off a bit by coming in so late. Bollocks. The cable was out most of today; I’ve been pretty much out of the loop.

Medvedev. The guy should hang out with Sarkozy.

Instead of White Russians, we should drink Pasty Medvedevs. And eat, as I’ve said before, Sarkozy Sticks (gleaned from… somewhere) instead of French Fries.

And English Muffins should simply be Gordons.

Americans can just continue eating Bush.

I’m so fucking sly with my play on words, am I not? I’ve got a long day ahead of me.

Over and out.