It's been a while since I've subjected people to a dream story. I had a pretty good one Thursday morning. I was in New York City with a friend. Not exactly sure who it was, but it was a girl. There were reports of an impending meteor strike, and the government was apparently planning to shoot at it in order to break it up. My friend and I were at this little park (Not Central) enjoying the beautiful day when we saw the space rock approaching. Then we saw the rocket fire from off in the distance and blast the rock into smaller rocks. These then started falling directly on NYC, several decent sized pieces coming right for us. I managed to dodge the first couple, but then a rather large chunk came at me, and I couldn't get out of the way in time. That dream stopped. Then it restarted. At the park in NYC, we saw the approach. There was no rocket launch this time, and the single piece headed toward NYC. We were not in the direct path, but it was close enough that we could see it was about the size of a cruise ship. I imagine in real life a piece that big would cause a blast radius of damage, but in my dream it was more like a piece of building falling off - still dangerous, but only locally. This dream, however, then went off in a new direction. The damage did knock out various utility services, such as power. We decided to head out of town. Soon, we noticed zombies wandering around. Luckily, these weren't hungry, aggressive zombies, more like confused wild animals that suddenly awake from anesthesia and have no idea where they are. We were at the house of the friends we were staying with, trying to gather a few supplies, when zombies started coming into the house. A mad scramble, and we got in an RV, then headed out. That was about when my alarm went off. There were some other details, but I couldn't remember them... I thought the idea of an asteroid releasing whatever it is that causes a zombie apocalypse was quite interesting. Not versed enough in my cinema lore to know if that's been done already or not, but it seems to me like a fresh take on it. Here's someone I wouldn't mind snackin' on, though not in a gross, zombie kind of way...

Oooooo maybe

I got an email this week from the federal job that I was referred for earlier. The hiring manager (not just a computer!) asked if I was still interested in the position. He also mentioned that I didn't have an aerospace background. I double checked the posting, and it said "Mechanical Engineer" and required a Mech Eng degree. Not sure why he complained I didn't have aero background. But he also said pay would be between $55k and $66k. So, the hours would be better, the pay would be better, the benefits would be better, the organization would be better, and the location would be better. I immediately replied that Yes I am still interested. That generated an out-of-office message saying he will back on the 23rd. So, I guess I will find out more next Monday, but I may get another job offer. One of the co-workers where I am now has taken to saying "You're still here?!" every time he sees me. It is based largely on the fact that the guy I replaced was only there a short time, then stopped showing up. He also left with a laptop, and having 'borrowed' money from people. Of course, now the thought that runs through my mind whenever he says it (and others, 'cuz it is apparently now spreading) is that I may be giving notice already in a couple days! Wouldn't that be funny...

Week One

Well, Monday I hated my job. Tuesday I liked it. By Friday I was just weary of it. I am so sick of small manufacturing companies. The pettiness with which the owners treats the employees is so annoying. The thing I liked on Tuesday, though, was that my boss's boss is into consulting, knows tons of people, and is already impressed with me. So, he may be my ticket into something more fulfilling.

Also went to the gym every night after work. For one, I need to lose a big o' chunk of weight. For another, traffic heading along 93-south at 4:30 is generally hell. By spending time at the gym, the traffic has generally eased by the time I am heading home. Still always bunches up right by my exit, but I'm not going to wait until 8 to get home just to avoid an extra 5 to 10 minutes.

Progress

I got my car this week. I stopped by the new job to do the drug screen. After that, I stopped in at the Planet Fitness around the corner and joined the gym. I have a lot of work to do! Then my RosettaStone (portuguese) arrived, so I can start working on that.

I have spent close to 7 grand this past week, mostly the car, but also new clothes and just getting everything 'ready' for next week. Here we go!