Thursday, June 3, 2010

Interesting Site

I was reading a crochet blog this afternoon (big shocker, I know) and saw they had visited a site called Typealyzer. You type in a blog’s name and it analyses the blog for you, more for fun than anything else. I had it analyze this blog.

“The entertaining and friendly type. They are especially attuned to pleasure and beauty and like to fill their surroundings with soft fabrics, bright colors and sweet smells. They live in the present moment and don´t like to plan ahead - they are always in risk of exhausting themselves.

“The enjoy work that makes them able to help other people in a concrete and visible way. They tend to avoid conflicts and rarely initiate confrontation - qualities that can make it hard for them in management positions.”
It even gives a little “Brain Activity” graph to show the dominant parts used during the writing of the blog (the more text on that main page of your blog, the better). I was shown to be a combination of Feeling (spirituality, rhythm and harmony) and Sensing (order, habit and details).

I was fairly interested in all this (and kind of buying into it), until I realized the Brain Activity chart had “spirituality” and “rhythm” misspelled. Way to be lazy! But I guess that goes back into the “details” part of my brain. But then again, I looked through the personal site of the creator of Typealyzer and it looks like English is not his first language.

Absolute Frustration

Or maybe it’s more of a case of being so mad I could spit. I replied to an employment ad online a few days ago to a local real estate office for an advertising coordinator position. I received an email last night from the guy who runs it, telling me that position has been filled but he wants to meet with me this week about a similar position. We arrange to meet early this afternoon and I’m feeling good.

Would someone explain to me how in the HELL their open receptionist position is ANYTHING like an advertising position? It was receptionist, I think some data entry, administrative assistant to 3-4 staff members and to the 24 contracted real estate agents at that office, sending out listing postcards, submitting their ad requests to the in-house advertiser, and the building of websites for those agents…whether they want them or not (which just screams that I would have had to do them without input from some of the agents, so then they can complain when they are done). 

I also met the bookkeeper there as well. SHE was the one explaining what the job would be and she didn’t do a very articulate job of it. It was like pulling teeth to get any kind of answers, and a really good sign of things there was when she mentioned the name of one of the agents, describing him as “a mess.” The guy in charge kind of moaned/groaned/snorted when she said his name. A mess? I think not. If that’s the boss’s reaction, he must be a nightmare.

I wasted a lunch break and about 11 miles of gas in my Blazer (when I could have ridden the scooter for cheaper) for that crap. Although, I am somewhat proud of myself. I didn’t get visibly pissed off while I was there. In fact, I grew some balls while I was there. He asked me what I thought of the position so far. I explained to him why I didn’t like it and wasn’t interested anymore.

“It’s not 100% marketing.” It sounds like it’s an administrative assistant position. “I don’t consider it administrative assistance.” But it does provide office support to those 24 agents in the field. “Could it be 50% marketing? Yes, it could grow into that down the road.” But it’s not even that much right now. I don’t need to have it explained to me how I would be the first impression of that office whenever someone called or came in. I’m not a dummy. It’s the receptionist position for Christ’s sake. That first impression line is a GIVEN.

He actually kept on like I was going to still be considered for the position. I was starting to feel like this was a bait and switch over what I was expecting. “I’ll let you know how it goes.” No. No, you don’t have to because I just said, maybe it’s a position I’d check back on, further down the road. I’d be shocked if he actually called me back.

Wednesday, June 2, 2010

Wordless Wednesday

Mtn Dew White Out...Meh

I am a slave to new products...gotta try them and see if they are any good. Variety is the spice of life and all that jazz. So I tried one of the new Mtn Dew flavors today: White Out.

At best, I would describe it as a very strongly flavored Sprite or 7-Up. It's not too strong, but it is good. However, I don't find anything even remotely Mtn Dew-ish about this particular flavor. If I had done a blind taste test, I would have thought it was fresh, properly carbonated Sprite. However, it's just not good enough to make me buy it on a regular basis when I can already get Sprite or 7-Up, both available as diets, already. White Out isn't available in diet yet.

The three new flavors are easy enough to find: our 7-11's have them out here in our area. I guess there's about 12 more days of voting before we'll know which one is the permanent new flavor. In the past, it was Code Red, Voltage and LiveWire that were chosen to become regular flavors and I don't think any of those day. If I'm drinking Dew, give me regular Diet Dew in a plastic bottle and I'll be happy. But then again, I'm probably not Mtn Dew's target audience either so unless I actually vote for White Out (especially if I haven't tried the other flavors), my opinion doesn't mean diddley squat. And I can live with that.

Tuesday, June 1, 2010

My Obsession With the Ugly Bunna

I am apparently obsessed with the Ugly Bunna crochet pattern on Craftster. I made the Cthulhu bun for Nicole and I made two for my niece for next Easter. The obsession continues...tonight, I finished a larger ugly bunna for me.



Thankfully, this homely little devil was another stashbuster for me. I don't know why, but I felt from the getgo that he needed to be an ugly pirate bun (I guess he can keep my crocheted Captain Jack Sparrow company).

From the top of his big ear to the bottom of his peg leg, he's 18" tall and was made entirely from a E sized crochet hook. He's got a few random patches on his weird little striped pirate sweater and a belt to hold a sword if he finds one. He's even got a scar on his face below where his left eye used to be, having lost it in an accident out to sea so very long ago. That's why he wears the eye patch, even though it doesn't take anything away from his distorted and not so well healed face. The bunna buck teeth are little squares of white felt, hot glued on.

Alright, this proves I need help...I just made up a story about a pirate bunny losing an eye and WHY he wears a belt (but no pants). The yarn is taking on a life of it's own in my computer/crafting room.

I do have to seriously recommend the ugly bunny pin cushion pattern, linked above, to anyone that crochets. It is a super easy pattern to follow and it's easy to modify.

Obviously! :)

Happy Birthday

Today would be the birthday of my dear friend, Jan Rosser. From her, I learned to hug my friends more and tell them I love them.

 
I still have most of the snake plant she gave me, years ago. It's been split up so many times, repotted and shared with other friends. I think about her everytime I ride on my husband's motorcycle: she's the one that gave me the advice about squeezing with my knees around Shane's hips if I felt like I was sliding on the seat.


The last time we went out together, it was me, Shane, Jan, and our friends Bob and Hal. We went for a motorcycle ride for supper to Boneshakers in Va Beach. We all had a good time, and I remember feeling really optimistic about Jan's future. She told me she was trying to eat several small meals a day, as well as ice cream a couple times a week, in order to try and gain back some weight.

Shit, I'm starting to cry as I type this and my hands are shaking.

She had dropped from about 130 or so pounds to about 98 pounds. She had become so tiny. I felt like an Amazon or Wonder Woman next to her.

Anyway, that night at Boneshakers, she had even tried to do a shot of vodka, I think it was. She could only manage about half of it.

On the way home, we rode through First Landing State Park. It was a gorgeous night and Shane was speeding through the park. God, that was fun. He had to stop because it was worrying Jan to see us riding that fast.


I still miss ya, Traylor Crash. Skate on, girl!

Monday, May 31, 2010

Leftovers Turned Into Soup

I decided it was time to do something with the leftover tomatillo and hominy sauce from the Tomatillo Chicken I made a while back. I didn't want to wait to make it with shrimp, so I decided it was going to turn into soup.

I love making soup, especially with leftovers. I think there's almost no way you can go wrong with an original leftover soup recipe.

For this particular batch of soup, I used the following:
  • the leftover tomatillo and hominy sauce (about 2 1/2 cups)
  • leftover homemade ham broth (about 3 cups)
  • 1 microwave bag of kernel corn (about 12 oz)
  • 3 medium baking potatoes, diced
I combined everything and once it began to boil, I reduced the heat to medium and let it all simmer for about 20-30 minutes. I think for my own taste, I should have let it cook longer, maybe even in a crock pot, so the potatoes would have been softer. But the nice thing was that even previously frozen, the tomatillo sauce kept that wonderful tangy taste. I'm going to have to cook with them again soon!