Sunday, January 9, 2011
A month?
I have to be honest though. She does have a point. Turns out that a lot of the contracts I work on are funded through earmarks. Public enemy number one for the newly elected Conservative Congress. The Conservative philosophy really appeals to me, and I have to define myself as a Conservative. It is really funny/ ironic that my lively hood depends on government spending. I see no conflict though as defense is a legitimately defined and enumerated power in the Constitution, whereas the Department of Education is not. Perhaps that is why I never was too enthused about being a teacher. Working in the Defense industry for government contractors I don't feel that I am being contradictory.
Unfortunately pursuing the career I love has taken me away from the people I love. In order to support the people I love I have to be away from them. It really is a tough catch 22. I could go back to Colorado Springs and hope that something falls out of the sky the way that On Target Enterprises did when I was at WalMart. That is the thing though. I do not have WalMart to keep my family fed, and I can not work there again for at least two more years. That means that I may not see my family again for two more years.
Thank you all for your prayers during this time. Please keep them coming.
Prayers,
Pisio
Friday, December 17, 2010
Sunday, December 5, 2010
Started the New Job
Prayers,
Pisio
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
Job Update
Update: I have let it go... :)
Thursday, November 18, 2010
Imagine this
Tuesday, November 16, 2010
Umm... and I thought
Saturday, November 13, 2010
Congressional Pay
Tuesday, November 9, 2010
A night to remember
About 6’2’’and balding hair with blue eyes and long hairy arms I knew I was in for a long night. The room was full of young women with legs all the way to the floor and hair to match; I was in search of a wing man for the evening. I found him standing against the wall. My height with a full head of hair and 50 pounds on me I knew I had found the guy; a real mouth breather.
“Hey, you want to hit Starbucks?” I queried, giddy as a school boy.
“Do we have time?” came unhesitating reply. I knew I had found my guy; kindred spirits.
He introduced himself as “Shrek”. Curiously, my name is “Donkey”. The night was off to a better start than I had expected. Shrek and Donkey, which one of the high class ladies inside could resist such a pair? Heaven knows we could not resist theirs.
Emboldened, we headed into the Starbucks. We paid for our lattes and had the extra cream added of course. We headed for the exits, but were stopped by a real smart ass. No really, we could not figure out how to get around this donkey. I would shake, and it would shimmy; spin move with the hot button double press “D” action. Shrek did what any self respecting mouth breather would do. Gave him some Captain Crunch until the ass passed out.
A night to remember.
Prayers,
Pisio
