I had some dreams ... they were klowns in my koffee.

(With apologies to Carly Simon)

This is my journey through job transition from a toxic environment to a better life. Join me for a few thoughts and a few laughs along the way.
What are "klowns in my koffee"? They are the factors large and small that make you less than you are. A "klown" can be a grossly incompetent boss,
a short-sighted policy or a moronic coworker. They won't kill you, at least not immediately, but they abrade the soul
as you scrape past them to get through the day. Sometimes it's best to dump them out of the cup.


Day 74 - Komputer Follies

Missing two days of posting feels like forgetting one's child in the median strip of six lane highway. I've been plagued by connection problems, viruses, and issues with Blogger. Numbers one and three are now history but virus scanning and elimination continues.

I was delighted a couple of days ago to hear from Kim Barron, the queen of creativity. Those of you who know Kim know that she is the MacGyver of household projects. She has a new blog http://baronesscolor.blogspot.com/ where she shares her secrets of Shibori. Her blog includes the link to her Etsy site, a terrific source for high-quality homemade goods.

Blogs are busting out all over. A lapsed blogger now again in the fold has reactivated his blog, Digital Satori http://digitalsatori.net/blog/. Fellow Porkus refugees will recognize an old friend, savvy and erudite observer, and perhaps proof that there are indeed old souls in the karmic sense.

My eight-year-old and fresh second grade graduate has started a blog to record his activities this summer. It is a work in process and was unfortunately scuttled after the first post due to our technical difficulties. Grandma and Grandpa, look for developments over the next few days on Noah Way http://noah-way.blogspot.com/. My five-year-old daughter -- eternally competitive and demanding her fair share when confronted with all the unequal servings that the world has to offer -- wants her own blog now. Her chosen title: Princess Potatohead. I have resisted thus far.

Finally, the second most famous person with whom I attended high school has a blog documenting his compelling musical interest and exceptional career. It's a story with a few twists and ironies for which we must say, like the next episode of Batman, please tune in tomorrow.


Kim Barron said...

Well, at least she put Princess in front of it. And it wasn't her brother that wanted to call her that....
Thanks for the mention. I won't mention that I had practiced on most of my husband's microsoft t-shirts, undershirts, long underwear, etc.
Someday you will have to come over and see the kitchen since we remodeled it last summer.

Gramma and Grampa said...

We are eagerly awaiting the newest blog writer in the family. Way to go Noah. See you all this weekend. Love Ya!!

Capissen said...

Thanks for the shout-out! The blog will most likely be more of a project log than anything, but it's nice to feel like a (small) part of a community for the first time in a long while.

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