Our neighbor, Katy, finally sold her house. Her house was on the market for eighteen months. She closed last Friday, moved out on Saturday and the new owners started renovations on Monday. Katy told me the new neighbors are family with three children and an au pair.
Work was out of control earlier this week. Things have calmed down and the load has been locked down. The load will be globally delivered starting with the servers in Asia tonight. The next cycle is already behind schedule. Development was due to be completed next Friday but it hasn’t started. I have nothing to test today.
Cindi’s been wrapped up in drama with the guy that’s here from England. He’s giving her all sorts of mixed singles. He’s been sleeping in her bed instead of the guest room but insists he’s still with his girlfriend in England. It’s a mess and Cindi made the mistake of getting involved in it. I fully expect the meltdown phone call when he goes back to England at the end of the month.
Patty is reading some of her poems at an open mic night at the Tattered Cover bookstore on the fifteenth. I’m looking forward to the event but I bet the poems are about her late husband, death or her ex-boyfriend.
K comes home next Thursday. It seems like he just left. I guess I’ll clean the house this weekend since outdoor activities will be limited.
The Corporate Slave 
So I’m curious, are these new owners doing the renos themselves or did they hire someone? We’ve bought houses and then gone to work right away too…it’s an awful thing. The next house I buy is not going to need any work at all when I move in! 😀
The meltdown phone call and the open mic night sound like great distractions and blog fodder. Do keep us posted!
What I find so funny with this society is the matter of how it unavoidably forces everyone in it – in some form or another – to become a merchant. I don’t care if you claim to be either a music artist, ARTIST, writer, or whatever field of trade you’re proficient in. At the end of the day you are whatever your first title of profession is plus the added on title of a “merchant”. How so? Because you unconsciously engage in the act of buy and trade everyday, and in doing so you perform the actions of a trader in that you behave yourself with a certain degree of mannerism and business etiquette. So now one must ask himself, “who sets these standards – who defines what proper conduct is relative to business? The answer is simple: Government. So who owns the Government? The people of power.
Obviously there are a number of layers to the subject needed to be examined, though the matter in which I’m attempting to bring light to is the fact that the Corporate world in which we live makes it virtually impossible for you to exist (that is, survive) without accustoming to its rules. Otherwise we would operate our lives by way of a barter system or a system in which we lived totally free – literally – without any restraint as a result of having to work in order to survive. Having said that, I intuitively believe that there is “a way” to conduct our lives by such means, but the “powers that be” can’t allow this to happen. Why? because in order for them to stay empowered and have the confidence and belief of empowerment, we the people must consent to such a belief – that they are in fact the all and mighty powerful ones. You know.. I just find it incredibly mind boggling that we’ve conceded power to a small group of individuals whose primary field of expertise is, for lack of a better term, “book keeping”.
In order to rid of ourselves of this ingeniously “twisted economic domination, we’ll first have to destroy the present system and then re-began from ground level.
But then again, what do my opinions matter? but nevertheless it seems pretty insane for me to picture any other alternative.