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04/17/02 - Not much time today ... I have plans. The Child has a violin lesson today so at least I won�t oversleep. In my topsy-turvy life, if I oversleep, I miss the fun stuff. There isn�t much chance of me being late for work with my hours. So tonight there is a little (I hope it�s just a little) schmoozing planned. It was My Old Friend that hipped me to that word. He is an actor (theater) and I attended a few cast functions with him. There was much schmoozing going on at those. However, I was a little surprised at how reserved the actors were away from the stage. I thought it a little strange. I hoped for a little more excitement at those parties. When I first started going to the Pub (nickname), Drummer Boy introduced me to all the regulars who were friends of his. It made me feel quite welcomed and I appreciated it. Now I schmooz regularly with the regulars who are now my friends too. Tonight, The New Guy will be taking me to an employee function at his work. It�s an ending party for the job he has been working on. He wants to show me all the work he did. I�ve already met part of his crew, construction workers. But I�ve only heard about his Boss, who seems to be a very nice guy. So schmoozing is fine, I don�t mind it at all. But, what I really like to do is observe. That�s mainly what I�m in the mood for today, especially when I can observe in a new environment. I�m not much of a consumer. I still have the Hippie Code running through my head, not supposed to own more possessions than will fit into a VW Bus. Of course, just my emotional baggage alone would way out do that now. The New Guy has been working on a new store, a very large store. I don�t know how it�s possible, but I get claustrophobic in large stores. I can barely do Costco. Now put me in an itty bitty used book store crammed floor to ceiling with musty, dusty books, and I�m fine. Go figure. |