I just got it. Well not really, I just thought of an amusing way to think about StarKist's mascot Charlie the Tuna. For those who don't know Charlie the Tuna wants to be caught by StarKist because this will prove that he's a Tuna with good taste. Okay, hipster, wears a beret, and wants to be eaten... Oh my gosh, he's into kinky sex! He's a forerunner of those guys on the internet who want to be killed and eaten as part of a cannibalistic orgy. Or did StarKist unintentionally create them?
Their standard Fine Jersey Short Sleeve T-Shirt is well cut, but a bit pricey at $17.00 a piece. Even though I'd rather support American workers I find myself wishing they were only a little more than tees at Target rather than being about twice as expensive even when Target is not having a sale. The colors I like are Brown, Cranberry, Aqua, Sea Foam, Kelly Green, Olive, and Army.
I would have been likely to order rather a lot of the Long Sleeve T-Shirts, but almost none of them are available in even small, much less the extra small that my measurements say I should wear, and in colors I like. Unavailable in Cranberry, Light Blue, or Silver. And only in small for Brown and Asphalt, so I'm only thinking of getting Sea Foam since it is available in extra small. Fortunately their arms are more than long enough for me even in XS.
A silly technological tee that interests me is the Thermochromatic Sheer Jersey T-Shirt. But what color? "Hyper Green" is nice, the "Hyper Vermilion" is fun, the orange gold is good looking, but might be the wrong color with my skin tone, and "Hyper Fast-Blue" and "Fast-Black" do not seem cheerful/vibrant enough to me. And what size? I've tried on their products in the past and the extra-small fit me exactly with just enough room to move comfortable and not a centimeter more. This is because I fall between their sizes with my 29 inch waist and 33 inch chest. So if I was buying strictly for looks I might go with extra small, but would this sort of thermochromatic tee look better a bit loose?
If anyone has better suggestions for me to spend my hard earned money on I'd love to hear them.
Last week Richard let me know that he had an offer of house sitting for a friend who'd be working in India for a year (or something like that). If K___ accepted this job he'd be moving out in July. Well today K___ accepted the job so this is on. I have to get all my stuff into one room and find a roommate if I want to keep this apartment. I could pay for it all on my own, but that would be a real financial bummer. So... anyone going to need a roommate in Denver 'round about July or August?
Social networking sites have nothing on the drama that happens in meatspace. I was sitting down to a movie with cheese (a very ripe Brie) with Richard when we heard wailing and screams coming from the hall. One of our neighbors was out in the hall crying hysterically. Her elderly parents and boy were also crying hysterically inside their apartment. Something was wrong with the woman's baby and instead of going to the hospital, which is all of 300 meters from the front door of our building, they were all wailing and carrying on. Richard had to take the phone from the woman as she'd called 911, but was unable to give the operator anything more than "baby" and "I want a doctor". Richard had to take charge of getting information conveyed to the authorities and getting them bundled out the door.
When I encounter this sort of situation again I am going to have to remember not to assume there is a good reason for the wailing.
I had a lovely time on Thursday. I went to Herman Gulch Trail with J.K. Simmons (not his real name, just one I'm going to use because that's the actor I think he most resembles, though not when he's playing J.Jonah Jameson). I was a crazy person and took along a bottle of Cristallino (A nice Brut sparkling wine from Spain), a pork chop with apples and onions, and various other hiking necessities. Good food, good wine, high altitude, a warmish day, and bright sun, what more could you ask for? Not many wildflowers yet on the hike, but there were not an excess of people either. Part of that was it being a Thursday, but the rest was how early it is in the season. Still a fair number of snowbanks to climb over, but it was warm and dry enough that my clothes dried out as we were still climbing.
I think I'll go back in a month or so to the same trail to see the wildflowers. In certain places I saw evidence of such a mass of columbines that it is sure to be fairly spectacular. Later J.K. and I walked around Georgetown looking at the Victorian buildings and a Victorian power station that I did not know was open to the public as well as still generating power. If you have time to stop for a visit I highly recommend the Georgetown Energy Museum. It is free and somewhat exciting to see such old equipment still spinning away making electricity.
Dinner at Beau Jo's Pizza and then it was off to Denver.
Whenever I start getting depressed over the future one of the things I think of is breakfast. The big picture does not matter because (some of) the things I love are inexpensive in the extreme. I am about to have a bowl of oatmeal with fresh strawberries and milk. Even the most extravagant accounting of what I spent upon this 'luxury' would peg the price at no more than $1.50. So even though I expect that I'll always have reason to sing "If I Were a Rich Man" I can always have reason to be happy. Cup of tea and my oatmeal.
I'm also working on a nice salad for lunch. I love that the 'spring mix' is so inexpensive at Costco. But I must hurry because I want to be gone from here by noon.
I'm trying to figure out how I should fit my current job as a loss prevention agent into my resume given that I am trying to get out of the security field. I think it is a bad fit for me and I'd much rather have a job that was less physically dangerous even if it paid less. Resume writing is one of my least favorite tasks since I feel like I have nothing to brag about and this sort of self examination is exactly the sort of thing that tends to bring on bouts of depression. Thus trapping me in less than desirable job positions.