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 212 - Don't Quit Your Day Job

Daily Kup (My Life as a Gainfully Unemployed Person)
Nothing like a rainy day to make you reflect on your choices. I used this time to clean up some old projects and make way for some new.

Here are some perfect examples of questionable casting and/or bad choices in material.

In the first video, it's hard to say what's worse: Jack Nicholson's singing or Jack Nicholson's singing in sort of an English accent.

For contrast, just when you think that it would be hard to sing worse than Jack, Oliver Reed comes into the scene and makes Jack seem cool once again.

For those of you who have groaned through William Shatner's rendition of Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds, I bet you never knew that he had the sheer chutzpah to follow up with a version of Rocket Man in front of a live, and apparently magically forgiving, audience. Before you think to yourself, "I won't play the whole thing because that's five minutes of my life I'll never get back,"
hang in up to 2:04 where Bill splits into two and bandies verses with himself. If you think it can't get any worse, at 3:50, he manages to drain a little more out of the dignity pool with a further stunt.

You weren't going to do that much with those five minutes anyway.

After those two examples, Clint Eastwood manages to look pretty good in this singing role.

Poor choices, poor choices.

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