non calor sed umor est qui nobis incommodat

dear houston,

people always ask, where are you from? and i don't really know what to say...i've been here since i was five years old so i might as well be from here...but i just don't really want to be...here. is that so immature? i have felt stuck here because i do some niche work in the ogc engineering design field and you are the center of the universe for that kind of thing. i have been bouncing from contract to contract here for as long as i can remember, i barely know anything different other than toiling away in the belly of the beast. can you really blame me for wanting a breath of fresh air?

i am considering a move to southern california because their is some demand for pawns like myself in that area, although i have never even travelled there which sounds silly on the surface but....i don't know...maybe i am silly. so its always in my best interest to have a paying gig a reasonable distance from where i choose to park my jalopy. i do have some semblance of standards. so i got a toll free number a little while back and started sending smoke signals out in that direction...eh it could happen.

i hear the only thing you are really good for is food and who among those who resort to bumming menthol cigareetes can afford to eat? not me. not today that is. i won't complain too much about the music, since kieran hebden just visited, but you know we got really lucky on that one.

so aside from dancing with cats and the resurrection of dead languages what is left for the young and restless? well, maybe not so young anymore, still i am restless. however, seeing that i have no degrees or other tangible skill that might assist in obtaining work beyond slinging eggs and pancakes for the local IHOP anyplace else leaves me somewhat befuddled.

its not that i have any convictions this morning, just thought i might outline an indictment and ask some questions. as it is my thoughts are stale, my coffee has grown cold, and now my cereal soggy.

...and another beautiful monday is upon us.

snap, crackle, p(l)op,
-b