Rook's Rant

It is Sunday morning, my sister, brother-in-law, and my nieces have gone to church. I am contemplating doing laundry. I figured while using brain cells for such a mundane activity as thinking, I would whip out a quick blog post. To be honest, I really could do more posting. It is just that, well, being the world's greatest unpublished author really does take its toll on a person. But I struggle through.

Anyway, I have finished my morning routine of journaling, reading my meditation books (which really is not meditation, but what the hell, who am I to argue about the naming of books), and drinking my cup of coffee. And yes, no cream or sugar, you heathens! Seriously, there is a level in hell reserved for people who desecrate coffee in such a vile manner.

Anyway, my next week of employment is training down in St. Paul. I even get a hotel room for the week! So, I am going to make sure I have a week worth of clothing to bring with me, as well as real coffee. We all know that hotels provide low-grade coffee grounds laced with petroleum-based preservatives in a vain attempt to retain that fresh-roasted flavor. One sip of that crude oil and I am burping for the rest of the day. Granted, I am a man and I enjoy a good burp, but not all day, and not when the flavor of crap coffee accompanies the burps. Disgusting!

Well, you all enjoy your Sunday. I have laundry to finish.

I re-uploaded Movable Type 5.12. I had issues the last time it uploaded, and I never did upload the static image files. So, now I am just doing a quick post to see if things went smoothly. If you are reading this, it means it has.

Well crap. Never mind. Movable Type is not compatible with my Nokia's browser.

Okay! Off to my first day at the new job.

No, not national employment news, personal employment news. I am past due making this announcement. Some of you, those whom read my facebook page, may have noticed that my employment has changed. I am no longer working for Prairie Island Indian Community Family Services. My last day was on November 29th, 2011.

Instead, I will now be working for the Minnesota Department of Corrections. Specifically, at the Willow River CIP (Challenge Incarceration Program). Since Willow River is two and a half hours away from Hastings, I have relocated to Grantsburg WI. which is only an hour from Willow River. I am staying with my sister for the time being, until I can get enough money together to buy furniture, a bed, and other necessities required for living in an apartment or home. For the last year I was living at a complex that supplied everything except sheets and pillows. All the furniture and even a TV were furnished.

So, my life is about to become quite different than it was for the last 5 to 6 years. Hope the best for me.

By way of "They Gave Us a Republic......"

How to cut a turkey the Republican way: give 1% of your guests 99% of the meat.

Celebrate Thanksgiving the American way: spend money you don't have on Chinese products.

Here's a Thanksgiving diet tip: this year, don't eat like such a fucking pig.

Rick Perry says as President he would pardon a turkey on Thanksgiving and execute an innocent man instead.

BREAKING: US to Deploy Walmart Shoppers in Afghanistan.

The NBA deal is an inspiring story of millionaires finding common ground with billionaires.

BREAKING: FDA Declares Rick Perry a Vegetable.

As Egyptians risk their lives for new government, Americans bravely do the same for new flat screens.

My immigration proposal: we let illegal immigrants stay here but Mexico has to take our presidential candidates.

Besides pepper-spraying protesters and not arresting football coaches, what exactly do campus police do?

China may lead us in math and science, but we are way ahead of them in shitty vampire movies.

This is just too damn cute!

Well, you know the rest:


Have a safe and wonderful Thanksgiving. And keep an eye on the sky.

Two minutes and fifteen seconds I will never get back. Thanks Mr. Levenson.

And no, I am not going to imbed it and make you suffer the horror I suffered this morning. Go to Balloon Juice and suffer there.

And I have returned to the scene of my last crime to do so!

My tip o' the hat to Alternate Brain's Fixer for this wonderful pic of the day.