Oops...I completelyl forgot to make a Blog Entry last night. My Bad. In all fairness though, my forgetfulness was due to my zeal to finish Endangered Species by Nevada Barr, which I did.
Yesterday's Quote of the Day: "Chris Kattan...Chris Parnell" - Saturday Night Live announcer Don Pardo apparently confusing the two Chrises at the opening of the show over the credits and forgetting that Kattan left the show last season. I never realized that the announcing of the cast at the start of the show was actually done live each week. I guess when they say "Live" they mean it.
The majority of yesterday was spent enjoying the Florida Renaissance Festival. Now I'd been to the Pennsylvania Renaissance Faire before, so I knew what to expect, but it still was an enjoyable way to spend the afternoon.
It was a bit jarring that the participants didn't seem to take the whole "Renaissance" theme very seriously. There did not seem to be a unifying plan to the festivities (eg: war between two chosen nations), nor did the actual participants take many pains in their authenticity. And, yes, there was a booth called "Ye Olde Domino's" and many costumed folk were seen wandering about with a Domino's box and a soda can. And there was one guy walking around in costume with a banana which he would touch to his ear and say "Can you hear me now?" Amusing, but...
I think I would prefer a Faire with more verasimilitude and authenticity and where the people worked harder to take the proceedings a bit more seriously. To each his own.
Later on today, I head to the airport in Ft. Lauderdale to return to New York. Brrr...
Not really looking forward to going back since there's nothing really for me at home right now, except a stack of bills that I now have to dip into savings to pay. Sigh.
Although I do have yet another temp agency interview bright and early tomorrow morning. These are almost always the same. Everyone loves me and loves my resume, but never has any actual work for me.
And I should put in a call to Starbucks. I have been offered a job as a Barrista at one of my locals coffee shops. Since there's nothing else in the offing, I have to take it, despite a starting salary of $7.75/hr. I've been told to expect no more than 25 hours a week, which means that my potential Starbucks paycheck will be worth little more than the paper it's printed on. Still, it's something and I should be happy that Starbucks wants me when so many do not.
Bah.