Nothing to say

I know I should update my blog more often, but the bottom line is, I have nothing good to say anymore. No job for Brian. Not even anything on the horizon. I continue to take more abuse than I should, at work, by the clients, and that makes me more angry and stressed out. I am very depressed that 2009 didn't start off like we'd hoped. Not even close. The only bright spot is that Obama is officially our President, but the fucking Republicans would rather see our country go down the drain than work WITH Obama on a solution. Funny thing is, those right wing fuckers are the ones that got us into that situation, and now they are trying to rewrite history and blame it on everyone but the real culprits.

I never wanted my blog to be a downer. But unfortunately, that's all I can talk about. Gloom and doom. More regional layoffs, more not-so-subtle begging for donations to help this person, or that school, or that team, by way of the news media. I have thought about blogging about the idiot nimrod assholes who are our clients, but this being a public forum, accessible by anyone, that could leave our office wide open for a lawsuit, so I can't even bitch about them, most of whom have brought most of their problems on themselves. I will say that we have a whole bunch of extremely abusive men as clients and I'm fucking sick of them calling and demanding things. I know I'm the rude one in the office and I don't give a shit. I'm here to do a job, not mollycoddle and say, "there there". Debby can be sugary sweet and hand hold and waste countless hours on the phone, but I don't have that kind of time. I've always been a "cut to the chase" person. In fact, I can't even stand it when people start "story jokes". I like quick, one liners. Biff-bam-bing. Whenever Brian goes, "I have a joke" I whine, "It is gonna be long? Because you know I just don't have the attention span for a long joke."

Anywho. I haven't shot many photos as there's nothing to shoot right now. Road construction is going to make it nearly impossible to take any day trips this year, not even to Seattle. I won't be going to the Cape (not terribly bummed about that), I won't be going to Canada. I won't be going anywhere except home and work. That's all my life revolves around. Well, that and Facebook. I don't even answer emails anymore. Diane finally gave up on trying to get me to respond to her emails and called me on Saturday afternoon. Everything is just a huge fucking effort. I try to check all the blogs, daily, but I find myself drifting farther and farther away from the blogosphere. Things go so much faster on FB, the interaction w/ people is instantaneous. I can carry on a conversation w/ my friends in Denmark, Portugal, Canada, etc. in real time.

Over the past few months I've located, or been located by, tons of old friends from high school, college and my Channel 58 years on FB. Getting caught up w/ everyone and their lives has taken a HUGE chunk of my time, esp. when it seems that my role in life is "Archivist". I was probably the only kid who brought a camera to high school to take pics of my friends in the late 70's and early 80's. Back then I had to cajole, beg, trick, whatever, to get the photos. After a lot of whining and eye rolling, my friends would finally consent. So I scanned a bunch into a Facebook photo album, much to their delight. Now they are begging and clamoring for more. Apparently I'm the only person who can readily lay hands on yearbooks and 30 year old photo albums. So if I'm not playing on FB, I'm scanning photos.

I'd be happy to blog if I could think of anything to say, but I can't. My muse has left me. I can't be funny on demand, and I just haven't felt funny at all lately. What would you guys like me to talk about? Should I deluge you with more vacation photos? High school and past career photos? Cause at this point, that's about all I have.