Second, yesterday my blog reached 5,000 pageviews all-time, since I started posting occasionally in 2008, with more than 3,000 coming since I became unemployed in March. For someone who hated, really hated, writing when he was young, I find it amazing that I even ever wanted to do this, let alone that anyone would read it. So those of you who read, thanks.
Third, a tip to aspiring writers. I start with an idea which becomes a title, then I find a picture. Once I paste in the picture, even if it's just some dopey-looking kids, the post usually flows fairly easily from there. I don't know why, but there you go.
I guess it's time to assume that the contracting gig is not going to pan out. During the last few weeks, about six job possibilities were brewing, enough that I thought I was on the verge of getting something, but they all either faded away or burst into flames. This is taking too long, and right now everything is very dead. So I need to put more energy into looking for a permanent job, which I really dread. I think I am in a bad position because my last job paid too much, I don't want to do that anymore, and I'm old, for the job market anyway. The contracting idea was such a good one. Damn.
However, my friend John, one of my few known loyal readers, saw my last post and pointed out that most of the people on the Hindenburg actually survived, which surprised me -- I had assumed they all were barbecued, but not so. Two were still alive in 2007. So perhaps there is still hope.
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