Monday, June 30, 2008

Almost there

Just 12 hours and 27 minutes left to go!

Thursday, June 26, 2008

In the home stretch

I've been working for this major automobile manufacturer these days... (see Oompa Loompa.)

Three weeks ago, my boss's boss comes in and says, "Poobis, I hear good things about what you're doing here. I wanted to let you know that I have an opening in my area, and if it's something that you're at all interested in, I would encourage you to apply."

So I figured, what the hell...

In the last three weeks I've met and interviewed with 4 echelons of managers over me. I've had an hour and fifteen minute phone screen, a two hour panel interview, and a coffee meeting with the Big Cheese. Something tells me they're working up an offer. It's a good company. If there were an automobile manufacturer to work for in times like these, it's this one.

Just after my two hour panel interview, I got a call from a government entity that I applied to way back in December. They've received my application apparently and are interested in interviewing me. Nice timing.

It is now 109 hours until I no longer own Beigeburbia.

This has been the strangest move. I've done 98% of it myself. Last Saturday I had my brother in law and another friend stop by and we loaded the heavy stuff in the truck. Two trips with a pickup truck and I sent them on their way. I only have a few boxes left and some cleaning to do and it's done.

I made more trips to the dumpster than I did to the new place... It felt good.

Aside from finally extinguishing the huge cash pyre that was Beigeburbia, it also feels good to have a home again. I haven't been staying at Beigeburbia.

For the last year all of my stuff has been scattered between two places over a half hour apart. For those who haven't experienced this, it's an incredibly draining experience. 109 more hours... and I'll never have to drive 30+ minutes to get my junk mail again.

Monday, June 9, 2008

Another non-debate starter

It appears a columnist for Fortune picked up on my idea:

Why oil prices will tank

Sunday, June 8, 2008

grand weather conspiracy

Aside from a couple of exceptions with helping others move, every time that I plan to transport items either into or out of any dwelling the weather almost instantly turns ridiculously hot and humid.

One pickup truck load + 4 liters of water = still dehydrated.

So all the inspections are finished and cleared and paperwork is signed. We're all set for closing on the 1st. Thank god I don't have to wait for the buyers to sell their house.

I'll be all moved by the 21st.

It's been nearly 5 months since I've had a multiple hour block where I just sit on my ass and do nothing but watch Mike Rowe marathons and eat unhealthy food.

Damn do I need a Poobis Day.

Maybe I'll get one in July...