The soul has greater need of the ideal than the real for it is by the real that we exist, it is by the ideal that we live

Monday, January 26, 2009

And so it goes...

Urban living is so interesting. Last week the city decided that due to back taxes that hadn't been paid and the need to clean up the oh so attractive urban area where I work that they would raze the building next door to us.

When I arrived for work this morning it was on fire.

How coincidental.

There were cars and motorcycles in the basement, at least one of which I could have used I'm sure. But alas, they chose to burn everything up. The front of th building has already fallen in and the entire street is covered with ice from the amount of water they've poured on it so far.

Tonight I finally get to meet my acting class. The poor things are scheduled on Monday, and the first Monday of the semester was enrollment, the second was the Martin Luther King holiday, so today they start class. Then they have class for three weeks and are interrupted for President's day! They'll be getting huge consideration due to all this. Of course, they have Spring Break in mid-March so they get classus interruptus yet again.

Makes continuity tough.

It seems that everyplace is laying off everyone. I'm hoping I can hang on. It'd be truly disappointing to find out that the smoke and mirrors economy that George and Co built was going to swallow me up too. I'm wondering if I'd give up then. If it might just be time to say "Hey, can't pay you..EVER! Sorry."

I'd hate that. But one must eat first and have a roof, everything else waits if necessary.

Well, it's Monday, we're dealing with enough, no point dwelling on the possibilities.

For somer eason Ken Olin came to mind this morning. What a cutie he is/was. I havent' found any stills of him when he was really fine, but this one with Cybill Shepard is the best I can do for Monday Morning. Maybe Ken will get featured on Friday, that might be fun.