Money

The $1.50 big draft beer special at Hemingway’s today is Hoegaardens.  I swear it.  It’s pretty good.  I’ll have a couple, make it home and post this, then call the Census Bureau and set up my interview and employment test and then scoot on over the Millvale Street Bridge to Bloomfield to get my contribution for the Harvest Party at the employment center tomorrow.  I think I’ll pick up some cheese, already cubed, for the party.  It sounds like a plan.

While I’m shopping in Bloomfield I might as well pick up something for Thanksgiving.  As usual, I’ll spend Thanksgiving alone (I’m such an orphan and it’s my own fault) drinking beer and watching football.  So, I may as well put aside the salads for a couple of days and have something different for Thanksgiving.

Not only do I need a job for financial reasons but I need one for social reasons.  You can’t make the time if you don’t have a dime.  Don’t do it!

GHH

Two More Job Leads

Today at the employment and training center I got two great job leads.  I already knew about the Census Bureau but now I have more of the skinny.  The second lead is about a health insurance company downtown.  I emailed a cover letter (and attached my resume) to the health insurance company.  I’ll leave early today so that I can call and make an appointment to be interviewed and take the test for the Census Bureau.

I also want to leave early to make it back to Oakland so that I can go to the Shure Save in Bloomfield (Pittsburgh’s “Little Italy”) to pick up something for the Harvest Party we’re having tomorrow at the center.

GHH

Art And Real Life

How much of real life goes into my flash fiction stories?  That’s a tough question.  I do consider myself a “realistic minimalist”.  I don’t write fantasy and pass it off as fiction; but I’m not a news reporter simply jotting down actual events and passing them off as flash fiction, either. 

See, the problem is that real life is messy and good flash fiction is very neat.  Flash fiction always has a resolution while often in life the only resolution is the passage of time or death.

So, how much real life goes into my flash fiction stories?  A hell of a lot.  Is it all true.  Well, of course not.

Let’s Party Like It’s 1929

Can we spell DEPRESSION boys and girls?  A recession is when your neighbor has no job.  A depression is when you have no job.  Last night as I watched the evening business news on the Public Broadcasting System I kept getting the awful feeling that the present administration has no idea what it’s doing.  The financial markets are not listening to the present lame-duck president.  So, here was the president-elect assuring the nation, giving a news conference and answering questions and making the market jump hundreds of points just on the quality of the economic team he’s putting together.

But I couldn’t help but feel that we are indeed at the edge of an economic disaster. 

GHH

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