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 191 - Decision 2010

Daily Kup (My Life as an Indian during Indian Summer)
I went to Girl Scout leader training this evening. I came away with a lot of reading and a lot of respect for whomever developed all these manuals and forms. I was delighted to find a section in the binder that described a detailed agenda for each meeting, a kind of "Daisies for Dummies." That's my speed. We are up to four girls in our troop and will attempt to attract further recruits through marketing and begging.

So, yeah, I painted the trim on the house and installed the rest of the front outside lights today. I know. It's getting boring. Day 2357 -- Still painting house.

Weirdly, the enormity of painting the outside of a whole house makes me want to paint an interior room. The exterior siding is grooved so the indented portions are laboriously painted with a brush before a roller can be used on the wider, flat-ish portions. Then, all the knots and alligatored parts and edges need to be touched up with a brush. An interior room seems so ... flat ... and short ... and small. Of course, the outside of my house has no popcorn ceiling.

Tomorrow, I'll probably move around to the back of the house if only because I'm tired of people going by and yelling, "You can paint my house when you're done." It brings to mind that whole F-word discussion from a few days ago.

So Many Gestures, So Little Time

The comments regarding Day 189 and the terrific shirts on ThinkGeek reminded me of The Big Bang Theory's ingenious extension of Rock, Paper, Scissors. The T-shirt at left "explains" the rules.

Perhaps our elections could be held this way. There are some countries where they already appear to be.

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