Honey, Clorox and Dust

Hey there, nice to have you.

Today after driving my brother to school, I came home and using a web cam I gave English people a tour of where I live. Web cams are awesome. My friends were surprised, not only because the wall behind me looks like it was air lifted straight out of a Latin American church, but because nearly everything in England is very small. Our old house could have fit into this one 3 times. After this, I saw an ad in the sentinel asking for someone to do some maintenance work at Audrey's Cafe in Dublin. I drove out there, only to find that the position had already been filled, which was disappointing.

When I got home, I watched something about the history of the banjo, which was very interesting. I learned a lot of where the instrument came from and how musicians specializing in it's use were highly prized as slaves because they were forced to perform on slave ships to provide music for the crew, and also for the unwilling passengers so they could dance, and thus not have their legs rot away.. What a painful history for such a happy sounding instrument.

After I had lunch, I got a call from Syd's Carpet and Snooze Room asking me to come in for an interview. After I had collected my brother and dropped him off at a violin lesson, I made my way over to Syd's. When I arrived, I saw someone I had hardly expected to see in person of the kindly old gas station attendant with whom I had held extensive conversations about the merits of fiscal conservatism when paying for gas. He is now working for Syd's, and even though I do not know him well, I heard him putting in a good word for me with his boss. My interview was short, and went quite well. I was impressed with the pay I possibly may soon be receiving, and also with the quite gentle 45 hour week. I was disheartened, and yet made proud by something my interviewer said. He told me that over 40 people had applied for the job I want, and that I was one of the 4 whom he had selected for an interview.. I should know by Tuesday if I have the job or not. Quite frankly I am not that hopeful.

After I left Syd's, I called Chris Vickery and set up a practice.. It should be awesome, and complete with ukuleles and stand up basses. We are now going to go in a more acoustic direction, because amps are heavy and inconvenient, and drummers are unreliable and iMON. I also like mandolins and ukuleles.

When I got home, I started trying to learn the claw hammer/Pete Seeger (this crappy spell-checker thinks I spelled Seeger wrong) style of banjo playing on my ukulele. You will no doubt be seeing some of that go on youtube soon.

Well, at least if I do not get my flooring job, I will have the distinct pleasure of seeing our fully qualified and licenced vet visit next week. Who ever heard of a vet making house calls?

Enjoy your weekend.. I know I will.