Back After This Short Break
Statcounter tells me there has been increased activity on my blog. Not statistically significant increases necessarily, but enough for me to say with some conviction that I can thank my mother, father, and brother for checking in. I appreciate your faith in my returning to blogging after getting off the campaign.
For the rest of you -- not a clue who you are. The GoogleBot hasn't been through lately, and I didn't know I had family in Switzerland. But thanks for coming.
My jump off the campaign has not yet resulted in a soft landing, but rather at a few near-landings. A series of interviews didn't yield a job in that office but instead unearthed some seriously snazzy openings in both the Bay Area and Central Valley, and various inquiries spun me off on some pretty interesting tangents. And a near-hit that, in the end, I'm happy not to hit.
Too vague? I'm in government. We get that way. Fortunately, I am not authorized to talk to the press, and that makes me happy. Not that the press would get anything useful out of me. I only know gossip and innuendo.
So, yeah, blogging. Not sure how much of that I'll be doing. Still working on a painting commissioned by Dad; the first layer should be dry (enough) tomorrow, so I can start on the second. Don't worry, Dad -- that's one long, thin cat.
And reading. And lunching with friends. And trolling the net. Indeed.com is my new favorite job search site.
I think the dog is learning to play.
For the rest of you -- not a clue who you are. The GoogleBot hasn't been through lately, and I didn't know I had family in Switzerland. But thanks for coming.
My jump off the campaign has not yet resulted in a soft landing, but rather at a few near-landings. A series of interviews didn't yield a job in that office but instead unearthed some seriously snazzy openings in both the Bay Area and Central Valley, and various inquiries spun me off on some pretty interesting tangents. And a near-hit that, in the end, I'm happy not to hit.
Too vague? I'm in government. We get that way. Fortunately, I am not authorized to talk to the press, and that makes me happy. Not that the press would get anything useful out of me. I only know gossip and innuendo.
So, yeah, blogging. Not sure how much of that I'll be doing. Still working on a painting commissioned by Dad; the first layer should be dry (enough) tomorrow, so I can start on the second. Don't worry, Dad -- that's one long, thin cat.
And reading. And lunching with friends. And trolling the net. Indeed.com is my new favorite job search site.
I think the dog is learning to play.

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