I've been trying to keep my journals updated, but it just ain't happening lately.
So, It's been a couple months since my last update. What's happened?
First of all, the Insurance job wasn't real. I don't mean in a "it wasn't an offer I could consider" way, I mean in a "there wasn't even a fucking job" way. They decided that they didn't need to replace the guy who was leaving. I'm fine with not getting the position, but it's a little frustrating to have taken a day off and driven up there for nothing. Oddly though, that non-job has been replaced by 3 other potentials. A girl I danced with a in a salsa club in January text'ed me to say that they had some underwriting positions that were opening up. She's gonna email me as soon as the jobs are posted. Weird, huh?
We had the 4th of July not to long ago of course. I do the fireworks show for my town, for the last few years. Sadly, my local town has been experiencing an odd spate of *people being shot in the head*, and put a 9pm curfew in place. Know what that does to your humble pyrotechnician? It forces him to shoot fireworks in the daylight. Seriously, the sun had barely dropped below the tree line, they were *barely* visible. It's certainly nice to pack up in the light though...
After the show was interesting. I got an unwelcome reminder that the job is deadly, and will take you if you slip for even a second. Luckily nobody got killed, but I could easily have wound up cleaning dead pyro out of my shirt. It's an odd thing, but when someone gets a certain amount of experience in this field they seem to get the feeling that they can't get hurt. Like no matter what stupid thing they do, their 5 years doing shows will protect them when they stick their head directly over an unfired cake, while holding a lit road flare. It won't, and ever year we lose people because of that.
In less depressing news, two weeks ago, Alexis and I ran the Merrell down and dirty 10k.
This was a blast, seriously the most fun race I've done. Our time wasn't great (2 hours), but it was mostly trail running, and it was hot as hell out. The current plan is to train for next year, if we can cut that down to 1 hour I'll be happy.
Ok, this is already twice as long as it was supposed to be, and I need to be on the job in north philly at 8am... Maybe I'll get another post in soon.
So, It's been a couple months since my last update. What's happened?
First of all, the Insurance job wasn't real. I don't mean in a "it wasn't an offer I could consider" way, I mean in a "there wasn't even a fucking job" way. They decided that they didn't need to replace the guy who was leaving. I'm fine with not getting the position, but it's a little frustrating to have taken a day off and driven up there for nothing. Oddly though, that non-job has been replaced by 3 other potentials. A girl I danced with a in a salsa club in January text'ed me to say that they had some underwriting positions that were opening up. She's gonna email me as soon as the jobs are posted. Weird, huh?
We had the 4th of July not to long ago of course. I do the fireworks show for my town, for the last few years. Sadly, my local town has been experiencing an odd spate of *people being shot in the head*, and put a 9pm curfew in place. Know what that does to your humble pyrotechnician? It forces him to shoot fireworks in the daylight. Seriously, the sun had barely dropped below the tree line, they were *barely* visible. It's certainly nice to pack up in the light though...
After the show was interesting. I got an unwelcome reminder that the job is deadly, and will take you if you slip for even a second. Luckily nobody got killed, but I could easily have wound up cleaning dead pyro out of my shirt. It's an odd thing, but when someone gets a certain amount of experience in this field they seem to get the feeling that they can't get hurt. Like no matter what stupid thing they do, their 5 years doing shows will protect them when they stick their head directly over an unfired cake, while holding a lit road flare. It won't, and ever year we lose people because of that.
In less depressing news, two weeks ago, Alexis and I ran the Merrell down and dirty 10k.
This was a blast, seriously the most fun race I've done. Our time wasn't great (2 hours), but it was mostly trail running, and it was hot as hell out. The current plan is to train for next year, if we can cut that down to 1 hour I'll be happy.
Ok, this is already twice as long as it was supposed to be, and I need to be on the job in north philly at 8am... Maybe I'll get another post in soon.