Very Bizzarre twist of Events: Nat Works
Nat Works.
This is an oxymoron in league with Civil Servant, but I actually rocked out a pretty big work schedule.
But I am now finishing up my 6th week of a 6 week work program. For those of you counting, this is the third longest actual work term of my life. Yes. Dog Walking is the ticket. Though it might not actually be a quasi- job. On the work side: it has a schedule, and sometimes, bad, cold and wet weather, and when the dogs run off, also stress. On the quasi side: I am getting payed pretty well (compared to being a bike racer, which doesn’t really pay) to romp/stomp/tromp with dogs in the woods.
A good friend of mine here in Chelsea Qweebexico, has run a dog walking business for the past few years. The problem is that she needs to be here 5-7 days a week for the pooches. Her past help set off house alarms, forgot dogs, and generally found the whole thing too stressful. Who ya gonna call? I told her I’d help out some time last summer, but I forgot that I’d committed to 6 weeks (pretty heavy I know).
It is actually a pretty good gig, but when I had to leave Christmas dinner early, so that Emma and Izzy could pee outside… Not to mention that there are certain responsibilities (not loosing dogs, and remembering which house they go in, and what the protocols are for each dog). Well, no it’s not that hard, and after a week the animals are starting to learn what they can and can’t get away with. So by this point I 2h a day driving doggy taxi picking the beasts up, and 1h walking 1h running (I attack the group at least once a run) with a second group and another hour drying off paws, dropping them off.
Boom Done.
In bicycle related news, RAAM is officially in the cutting room floor. Though the funding was in place, the bikes and 80% of the gear was through G.I. Jane, who … GI Janed (couldn’t resist) and the really sweet bikes have gone with him.
Really huge thanks to everyone who came on board, I’m pretty bummed to have to call this thing. Though it was 75% put together, something this big has to be set up 100% down the line.
Again I was really impressed by the supporters out there. Thanks guys.
In the NON-NEWs section is that I like to toot my own horn. (gawd) take that as you will, but after a break of 10 years, I have my own trumpet to honk on again. If only I could learn sheet music, and hold proper timing I will be off.
I had the chance to hang out with my parents over the Holidays, and was asking my mother how come she hasn’t regularly commented on my, admittedly sparse blogging. Her reply was that she didn’t understand most of the ‘code’ which I talk in. Sorry mother, I am becoming rusty at talking ‘fogie’.
Quasi-related, in transferring the archives over to the new site, I noted that there was lots of balatently mis-spelled words. An all around atroshous lack of editing of anykind, not to mention that 90% of it all was simply drivel.
I will try to continue this level of which you have become accustom.
Preview of next week’s features:
You can just contact me through this site directly if you need to get in touch with me. Otherwise I will be blogging about how earlier this week I experienced my first ever car-car accident, and was also arrested.
And that I have been planning (and keeping from you) for 3 months, a ‘trip’ to the cold dark of winter: Destination Anchorage. And by trip I mean blind date.
