George's Bush

Before I start ranting I have to give a shout out to this site. You are right Metrodad this is hysterical. Now I know what I should be called if I am ever locked up.

I's been tinkin tons since my last post. Guts lots to say but no time to say it!

I don't have time to stop and criticize Kirstie Alley's thighs or to bash SAHMs I say to each his own. Do whatever works for you. I don't have a choice. I have to work in order to pay my bills and keep my sanity. Sometimes at work I think its easier for me to get Nageelah to eat then for coworkers to respect deadlines. What do I do for a living? Well that is a complicated question.

Since the beginning of time or since the Internet became the world wide web I found myself enjoying the process of building things for people to look at online. Back in the day during the Web 1.0 days we sort of made things up as we went along but now that we are here in 2.0 land a few things have been established like: you can't just throw anything up on your site and hope it sticks, you can't take something from print and just transfer it online, bottom line offer a good product or service and people will buy it or use it.

Now over the years I have worked at many interactive agencies and as the craziness ensues several things stay the same:

• the work day starts anytime from 9-11 am. I guess no one in NYC is a morning person but I usually am at my desk by 8:30 no later than 9 but I am usually alone left reading the NY Post.
• people expect you to stay later than 6 pm even if you come in early and have nothing to do!
• Creative Director means Crazy Dude
• Flash Developer mean forget about it don't expect it soon
• Process is everything except when we fuck up and need something done yesterday

I can't really complain, some agencies are better than others. I am pretty easygoing and get along with just about anybody but please we are all humans, treat people with respect dudes! So I am back to working at the need and whim of several recruiting agencies. I go where there is work without much complaint but don't appreciate sneaky tactics and non answers.

So now I am searching for a permanent position where I can earn a decent salary, pay my bills and live nicely in Bushburg with Nageelah. When things were really bad a couple of years ago (see earlier posts) and there was no internet work and I was hawking carrot juice and baking pumpking bread it was hard for me to imagine working again in the internet world and making over $20 an hour. But now I am being recognized as someone "with experience" and occasionally I am compensated for said experience, sometimes not...

What is my point with this post? Well, I guess I am trying to say is that I have more experience being a project manager/web producer than being a mother and girlfriend to a Porto Rican Ralph Kramden. I actually need to work to feel like I can accomplish something at least once a day.

What I am trying to convey to all you out there on the web is that I need to work professionally in order to be satisfied with at least one thing in my life. Yes, I struggle as a mom and girlfriend but the struggle is worth it. Z, with all his faults and weaknesses still is a good man compared to most, its just that he is not as developed as former boyfriends but there is alway room for improvement. I don't care if he does not find the cure for cancer, he can build a great set of shelves, start a dead car battery, cook a mean rice and beans and other x-rated things...

I am just hoping one day he realizes his pot of gold is right in front of him!