TGIF!

So it’s nearly 4:30 p.m. on a hot and sunny Friday afternoon. All my chaotic emergencies from earlier this week have cleared away and the office is quiet as most people are either on holiday or have already left for the day. I myself will be sneaking out shortly but thought I’d jot a few lines before I skedaddle for the weekend.

As some of you may have seen on Ink’s blog, she and I did our now annual Kingston girl’s weekend last weekend and had a blast. My sister-in-law (the younger one whom I actually like!) came in from Bellville to join us at Chez Piggy for dinner on the Friday night, and we shopped, gabbed, ate and giggled foolishly for 48 hours. It was much fun!

I managed to read The Devil Wears Prada cover to cover between the train ride to and the train ride home from Kingston. Cute, funny, easy read and everyone I think has had a boss at some point in their careers at least similar to the psycho-bitch portrayed in the book.

What else? The dance troupe is working away towards our September Showcase – stay tuned for full details of our show right here on my blog! The Good Father and I will be taking a week’s holidays the first week of August and may take a few days reprieve at a borrowed cottage from a former boss. Not totally sure yet but it would be nice to get away for a couple of days. My mother-in-law is pretty close to selling her own cottage so we won’t be vacationing there this summer!

My gig here at Fab Job is still, well, fab! I’ve had a meeting with my boss and he’s let me know that he officially wants to keep me, is working on the business plan to do so, and hopes to let me know the verdict in early August. The decision if I get to stay is really up to the President of the company, so hopefully the work I’ve been doing for him is impressive enough (though it’s good that the man actually knows me personally and stops by to chat when he’s in the office. He’s a very nice man actually. Very down to earth and “real” if you catch my drift). All I asked my boss was if he could please give me as much notice as possible and not let me know like two days before my contract’s up that they aren’t keeping me. That much he’s promised to try and do so here’s hoping!

It’s funny. The Good Father said yesterday that this is probably the first job I’ve had since he’s known me that I seem to really be enjoying. Ironic in that case that it happens to be a short-term contract, huh? Still he’s right. Aside from the first three years I worked for the boss whom I had over for dinner last night from my advertising days, no other job has been quite this great. I’ve enjoyed aspects of other jobs, but none quite this completely in a long time.

Well, that’s enough rambling for now. Cheers all and a happy weekend!

Maybe it’s Just More Fun?!

Listening to and reading about all the buzz and freakout around North Korea testing missiles. The Big Boys are threatening sanctions and North Korea says it can play with any nasty toys they like so pfftthhhttt! They’ve gone so far as to threaten retaliation against any nation trying to stop them (of course that would be a more viable threat if their toys worked properly …). And our Bush Butt Kissing Prime Minister has committed a whole whack of money to our military efforts rather than peace keeping. While I think if our folk are gonna be made to hang out in nasty places we should probably be wearing the right uniforms and such.

In the meantime, the shuttle launches with yet more flying foam making everyone wonder if we should really be doing such things if our equipment isn’t up to snuff. And if it’s not up to snuff, why is that?

So it begs the question: if we spent as much money, time and effort on space exploration and scientific research rather than finding new and creative ways to blow each other up, would we in fact be a more advanced and sophisticated race? Would thinks like we see on Star Trek be closer to reality than fantasy? Would there be less hunger, less pollution, better education and more peace?

You kinda have to wonder what it’s going to take for us as a species to realize that perhaps we’re going about this whole “advanced civilization” thing entirely the wrong way, because in science fiction, the “advanced” races are those who have peaceful, healthy societies and the violent races are considered backwards, barbaric, selfish and stupid.

Hmmm …