Sunday, February 27, 2005

My dad is having surgery tomorrow for two hernias; last year he had another hernia repaired. While I am certainly sympathetic to pain and suffering, let me also say I'm glad I don't live with my parents. My father is a patently awful patient. I also will miss out on him showing me the incision site with its wiry black stitches at least half a dozen times. Thanks, Dad. Just what I wanted with my breakfast.

Still, these two repairs are promised by the doctors to be considerably more painful than last year's surgery. So I can't knock him too much.

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I now have five job applications out there: Akron; New York City; Savannah; Edmond, Oklahoma; and one other that's slipping my mind right now. With any luck, no, with record floods of luck, I'll, you know, have a job this fall.

Look at that list of places: will write poems for food.

Talking to Eliot this week, he suggested a few career alternatives, one of which was being turned into dog food. I've added it to the list. Right after doorstop.

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The Oscars are tonight. I'm all for Million Dollar Baby. I'd hoped to see The Aviator before tonight. Not that I care much, or will even be watching, necessarilly. Maybe.

4 comments:

Anne said...

Paul, good luck to your dad with his surgery and to you with your job hunt. I'm not sure which I'd choose, surgery or job hunting, if I had to. Hopefully both will have spectacularly happy outcomes.

Incidentally, do you still have any copies of your book around? I picked it up via interlibrary loan, but had to return it and want to read it again, so methinks it's time to buy a copy. Backchannel me if so (ahaines at gmail dot com). Thanks!

-Anne
landmammal.blogspot.com

Carson Day said...

I have heard that the Oscars are really gonna Rock tonight. Unfortunately, I have some very important things to do -- like chewing my fingernails and surfing the web -- so I don't think I'll have the energy to pick up the remote and click at the TV. Maybe next year. Maybe, but I doubt it.

I hope your father's surgery goes well.

Paul said...

Thanks, guys. I think I'd choose surgery over a job search. No, really.

gina said...

Paul,

When I hit the job market, I sent out close to 60 applications. It was very painful. Never would have said: yes! Galesburg, IL is where I want to be. I wanted to go back home to the Southwest. But I know I'm very fortunate. I do know. Somebody hired me.

Someone will hire you.

Gina