I had a lovely brunch with Jesus Christ.

Dear Reader,

Well, here I am back in good ole Greenville, and far away from the Best Western and glad to be. I wouldn't call it the Worst Western, but perhaps the Not-so-Best Western. There was no microwave in my room, I had to zap my breakfast in the staff break room, no continental breakfast which is fine I didn't mind paying four dollars for butternut squash ravioli than have a free donut. The staff misspelled my name three times, not my last name, they misspelled my first name. Maddie... how hard is that?! Not Manny, Manie or Maddy. It's MADDIE! And, at about three a.m. it sounding like someone was trying to screw sheet metal in the room above me. The most devastating thing though was, as I was getting ready for my interview I plugged in the iron they provided to iron my skirt, and the thing didn't work, didn't even heat up! It was terrible! I had to interview in a wrinkled skirt.

Okay I might be overreacting, and I doubt that it was noticeable to the interviewer, but I knew it was there.

The interview went pretty well I think, but I won't know anything until next week, so keep your finger's crossed.

After the interview I hit the road with Tom Petty's Greatest hits, again. This is because I was trying to navigate my way out of the city and didn't want to change the c.d. in that traffic.

Once on the road I popped in some Stroke 9, ya' know, the "Little Black Backpack" guys. Whatever happened to them?

After Stroke 9 I sang along with Harvey Danger's "King James Version" and I was really feeling it so afterwards I went backwards chronologically and listed to Harvey Danger's "Where have all the Merrymakers Gone?". Then I popped in the first compact disc I ever owned "Cracked Rear View" by Hootie and the Blowfish.

Somewhere, about halfway home I stopped at a Wilco. And, in the Wilco there was a bathroom, and in the bathroom there was one of those 25 cent scale things, and out of morbid curiosity I forked over the quarter dollar. 194.6 lbs... WHAT?! I know those scales lie but still!!!

Once on the road again I shied away from c.d.s and starting flipping through the radio stations, I couldn't tell you all the artists and songs I listened to, but just about when I was contemplating my weight Queen's "Fat Bottomed Girls" came through the airways from a classic rock station out of Augusta. The song made me feel a bit better about my weight for a moment then I remembered that Freddy Mercury was gay and didn't know what he was talking about. Either that or Fat-bottomed Girl is some sort of boy-on-boy euphemism kept secret to us in the order of Lesbos.

Well, I finally made it home, obviously and I want to go to bed but I wish the girl would call.

Breakfast was the butternut squash ravioli which was god, lunch was a nutri-grain bar, and I decided to skip dinner tonight. Really because I'm just not hungry. Oh well.

Oh, last night I watched something called Superjail, and I just wanted to say "WTF?"

"Sad Sweetheart of the Rodeo"
Maddie

Currently reading: "A Heart Remembers" by P.S. Elsner

Currently watching: The Office: "The Duel" bless you Hulu.

P.S.
"The Marlboro man died of cancer, and he wasn't a rocket scientist when he was healthy, ha-ha-ha"

Play that Tarantella

Dear Reader,

Alone on a Thursday night in the business center of a Best Western preparing myself and my materials for a job interview tomorrow morning hoping that this is the one, that this is the job with my name written all over it. Perhaps it is, perhaps it is not, either way it was good to get out of the house for a night and actually have real t.v. - just in time for Dubya's farewell address.

I wish I had something insightful to say about the President's final address, but to tell the truth my mind is too blocked by the anticipation of a job prospect. I do hope that I get this job, and I do hope they ask me to start Monday. That would be nice. I want this despite the fact that I do not have an apartment or house here, and I would be living out 0f a hotel for at least a week or two. I can live with that. I know moving would be stressful on me, and everyone I know, but if this is the only place I can get a job then this is where I need to be. The next few days should tell all.

Breakfast this morning was a cup of Cafe Ole San Antonio which I've kept squirrelled away since I left Texas in 2007 - surprisingly enough it's still good. Lunch was an egg-salad sandwich and a bottle of water on the road, and dinner was a veggie wrap and sprite. I know I'm not diving into the finer things today as far as food goes, but on the ride down I jammed out and enjoyed myself with the wind in my hair, the smoke in my lungs, and the ribbon of road laying the path, until I got down here and a stalled cement truck brought the traffic on the highway to a standstill.

I started the trip with Tom Waits' Rain Dogs, a gruff and somewhat selective choice of an album, but with a good mix of music on it - I sang along to most of it though it is hard to sing along with him sometimes.

Then we moved on to Johnny Horton's Greatest Hits. I am fairly certain I am the only person my age on the planet who knows that song, but North to Alaska, The Battle of New Orleans, Hole in my Pirogue, Mr. Moonlight, and others are good upbeat songs to drive yourself too. I sang each lyric of each song except for Rock Island Line - I tried, but no.

We moved from Johnny Horton to Jump Little Children's Licorice Tea Demos as the sun was setting and probably listened to that one twice I think. Once it was dark we put in Live at Folsom Prison which is a great album, but I think I skipped most of it. Lastly, We had Tom Petty's Greatest Hits which seemed to fit my mood better.

I am a mood listener I suppose.

Tomorrow morning I will be going into a completely new place that I am not even sure how to get to, meeting people I have only talked to through emails, and working my ass of to persuade them to hire me, If I do well and everyone keeps their fingers crossed, hands folded, or heads bowed then I should be able to get this job.

I say that, but the truth is recently I have been passed up for several jobs that I should have gotten.

I pray that this doesn't become another spoke in the wheel that keeps running over my toes.

With that it is time to go back to my little hotel room and climb into that bed and sleep while I wish my cats were there to warm my feet.

- Maddie

currently reading: "A Heart Remembers" by P.S. Elsner

currently listening to: "I'm a Believer" Monkees cover by SmashMouth

p.s. "We filled his head with cannonballs and powdered his behind, and when we touched the powder off... the gator lost his mind."