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friday random ten – “essential, for the moment” edition
Even though the Government is still shut down, I went back to work on Monday, as I’d been, thanks to a broad interpretation of the Pay Our Military Act, determined “essential”, at least until someone makes another decision that I’m not. Who knows if I’m going to get paid for it any time soon, though. […]
friday random ten – “another unpaid vacation” edition
So, it’s the fourth day of the government shutdown. I haven’t been to work since Tuesday morning, when I went in for fifteen minutes to sign the letter telling me I was “non-essential” and changing my voice mail to reflect the fact that I won’t be available until congress gets their heads out of their […]
shutdown again
So, it’s looking more and more likely that, barring a miracle before midnight, Tuesday morning I’ll be heading into the office to sign furlough paperwork, then getting essentially locked out until Congress can stop playing chicken with my paycheck. While I’m known for getting occasionally political in this space, I haven’t actually done so in […]
friday random pandora ten – “catching up, with a little vague philosophizing” edition
I’m in kind of a countdown mode lately, both working my ass off and spinning my wheels at the same time. That description seems contradictory, but if you’ve found yourself staring down a big change on the horizon with enough time to brace for it and put a few lingering affairs in order before the […]
san kyu
Thirty-Nine. Among other things, from wikipedia: The traditional number of times citizens of Ancient Rome hit their slaves when beating them, referred to as “Forty save one” …because, the full forty would likely kill a man. There’s something to that. This year, my thirty-ninth trip around the sun, wasn’t a particularly easy one; it has […]
how i spent my summer (unpaid) vacation – the latest in the crumple-zone saga
Among other things, I got the second appraisal/estimate today. The other guy’s insurance seems to think it can be fixed. Of course, other guy’s insurance company spent maybe fifteen minutes looking at the car. The good news is that he cut me a check on the spot, which, according to my insurance company, means that […]