“I’m going to be fifty this year. Soon I’m going to meet somebody around my age, and she’s going to be smart and beautiful, and I’m going to date her daughter.” – Bob Saget, quoted in Esquire
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There is someone in several of the equestrian LJ communities that I read who is in Germany right now, looking for an Olympic prospect to bring along; she’s posted some video of several of her choices, and OMIGOD are they gorgeous. There was a three-year-old that was amazing…and yet, I can’t help but think that these babies should be out in pasture, still being babies. I read in one of the horse magazines here recently that a horse in a natural state could reasonably expect a thirty-year lifespan, yet the average competition horse in Europe has an average lifespan of eight years. Not sure what they base that on, but I do know that highly stressful, unnatural lives are very damaging for horses.
Otherwise, not much is happening. There’s a online financial institution here that is hiring developers and interaction designers and so on, and I must have been called by every agency in the area about being submitted to them because my CV “exactly” meets the job spec, but can I get an interview? Can I hell. I’m getting a bit twitchy about it, and I want someone to tell me just what the hell is putting them off. I would guess probably the fact that I’m older than most of the other candidates out there…which really pisses me off.
Anyway. Lost is on tonight, which is good…but it’s part one of the season finale, which is bad. We burned through all of the Firefly episodes on DVD, and will have to rent Serenity when it’s out.
Ok, back to work. I’ve been using being sick as an excuse to not do the work that I need to do, so I need to get my lazy ass in gear and start working on some code.