Category: Deeds

A friend of my brother’s is driving across the US on a 50cc Honda Ruckus scooter with a top speed of 35MPH. His entries are absolutely hilarious.

Inspires me to go further on my bike, I’ll tell you that much.

Be safe out there today: don’t put fireworks in your pants.

The cheeks are looking uneven, but overall it’s soft and fuzzy now.

I still don’t know whether to file this under “deeds” or “people,” or for that matter whether it’s an incredibly stupid exercise in self-indulgence.

But then again, what are blogs for?

Does growing a mustache count as an activity, or is it more of a natural process that represents no real achievement? I mean, I’m doing this deliberately, but on the other hand, it requires no real intention, merely patience as my whiskers do their thing.

Sunday was hot and long and noisy and full of wind noise. Every biker in the world seemed to be out. I saw kids in not enough armor on ridiculously overpowered sportbikes, a couple guys in sweaty head-to-toe racing leathers riding flashy Italian sportbikes, and any number of choppers, cruisers, and even a custom drag-racing bike with an extended swingarm and what looked like a nitrous system.

At a gas station in Nashua I asked another biker what was up, and he said “I’m hot, my ass hurts, my fingers are numb, and I’m loving every minute of it.”

All told, I put over 650 miles on the bike this weekend. It was hot, my legs and shoulders are sore, the backs of my thighs are chafed and tender, and I loved every minute of it.

Sunday I went to dinner at the lovely home of the lovely Vieve and there was ham, and Bookdwarf made pie. And yesterday for both breakfast and lunch I had ham and pie. I also ran four miles, so I felt that I deserved it.

The work search is humming nicely, and I hope to leave the rolls of the unemployed before the start of May.

Today, I am a man: I have made my own sausage. With Bookdwarf, of course. The flickr set has notes and stuff. We got our meat from Savenor’s.

Now of course I keep thinking about getting the sausage stuffing attachment. Mmmm, natural casings.

My first thought was “oooh, job opportunity in the biotech industry!” But GenAid Cloning Services is not exactly hiring.

I should note that I’ve picked up two freelance projects this week: I’ll be writing about one day a week for blog guide TopTenSources, and I’m doing some assorted content for Directory M, which does a number of business directories, including one for the Wall Street Journal.

The unemployment website is broken today.

However, I’ve gotten an email from someone asking if I want to make up to $100,000 or more! The initial email was vague on the nature of the business, but invited me to an interview in Woburn.

The company has no website. I wrote back to ask what they do– they claim to sell insurance to small groups and individuals. Vault.com surveys indicate that they’re a multilevel marketing scam.

Which really makes me wonder, how hard did they read my resume before inviting me for an interview? The obvious keywords of “Woburn,” “sales,” “dupe,” and “sucker” are totally missing. What keywords are they looking for?