So, this will be my first work-related post. I dropped a hook into the wonderfully diverse employment ocean that is Craigslist (see ad). From the guy that spoke Greek (ancient), the Wharton grad, a VP-level international communications whiz and an ex-tennis instructor, I have seen enough polished and polite cover letters to feel downright, well, dirty and corporate.
Thankfuly, this kid shatteres the windows of my in-box with a no-holds-barred, textual drive-by-shooting - with balls out and everything. I'm calling him, for sure.
I probably look like the anti-thesis of what you are looking for. I could spit out some time honored cliché about books and covers but that doesn’t really say anything about me, does it? I ‘m one of those kinda people you have to slice open and take a whiff of my guts before you truly understand me. Only after you’re covered in entrails and my stink can you understand.
I have no PR experience. I have no office job experience, I DO have a raging case of jock itch from the soaps in Japan and I have most of all the balls (albeit itchy ones) and gusto (for I loathe the word panache) to bring your business to the next level.
I sent samples of my writing along, technically I’m an artist of some kind, I know how to draw, dance, and sing for your amusement. I understand English and I’m 2 years into Japanese. Looking for a job that can consume my soul and ease the burning in my loins.
Quick numbered fact list about me—
1)Addicted to World of Warcraft (if anyone plays name is "Fatts") 2)I love teaching English to little Japanese children 3)Have a dent in my head from where my brother hit me with a hockey stick 4)Addicted to comics including manga 5)Need job in a creative place so I won’t have a bullet breakfast
Drinking game as old as, as... uh, drinking.' I've played Asshole, War and games that mearly stipulated that you had a card in your hand to have a drink... but, I ain't never heard of The Stump Game. Halfway down, learn sumptin'.
We were lied to. Admit it. How can this be any more clear? Fuck... seriously, this is so fucked.
Lies, rhetoric and plain old makin'-shit-up is winning because it looks good on TV. Is American that easily duped? We are suckers and deserve to be lied to.
Are we that bored that we have to invade another country to give us something to do? It's like the leadership of this nation has some weird ADD where they can't focus on the tasks at hand, like, I dunno OUR country.
Read it and conveniently ignore it, turn on cable, and get fatter, America.
On Saturday, September 10th 2005, visionary musician, filmmaker and human rights worker, Michael Franti along with his band, Spearhead and Guerrilla Management present the 7th Annual 911 Power to the Peaceful Festival (PTTP) at Speedway Meadow in Golden Gate Park, San Francisco.
Now in its seventh year, PTTP is an annual series of free, outdoor music and arts festivals with a social justice message bringing together international musicians, local artists and renowned speakers in a large festival atmosphere. The first festival drew over 6,000 people, but has expanded to be one of California’s largest festivals of its kind with over 50,000 attendees last year.
This year, the San Francisco Mayor’s Office will proclaim September 10th Power to the Peaceful Day at the festival. This year’s theme, Bring ‘Em Home, seeks to remind the public that the best way to support American troops abroad is to bring them home today. GO
European nations have been kind enough to kick down some crude (or is it sweet crude?). Katrina was a bitch, petroleum-wise. We lost a lof refineries down there. Thanks, Europe! So, are we even?
Just another example of how the United States, while we think we are autonomous and King of the World, really just has the biggest appetite and takes the biggest dumps. Take away even a small % of our oil, and we panic.
Oh - and W admits we are in Iraq for the oil, not peace, welfare or any of that un-profitable shit.
FYI: I really don't want my blog to be a oil crisis/religious fanaticism platform, but I keep finding these leads - and I keep getting angry. I guess I must actually care about this country and the people that live here. Damn.