Follow up to Atlanta Burning

I was told that by Monday or Tuesday I'd get some feedback from the Atlanta Epic project. So, what happened?

BUTKUS! Da nada. Until Friday. I got a call from the recruiter saying I'd made the cut and they were looking for a place for me. That was it.

I was happy (these days anyone who even acknowledges me makes me happy; I'm truly in that "Mr. Cellophane" zone these days; maybe I should quit trying.).

So, I remain in Tucson, dodging the occasional dog feces that populates the patio behind our house, and continuing to look for employment.

My grand plan -- to train continuously for the next five years, and rake in some bucks, is not quite working as I'd hoped. But, there is hope on the whatever. I am one step away (interview with IBM) from getting that longterm project. While it IS a job, it pays ridiculously, and they have paltry limits on what one can spend for housing and per diem.

All kvetching aside, I am working out religiously, eating more judiciously, almost recovered from the allergy onslaught I experienced last week, and breathing clean air in Tucson. That last fact is very important to me.