Dodging balls, tending bar, and other participles...

Life has been...well, life, recently. Things keep moving along and I just try to keep up. Fast paced as it may seem, though, day to day is sort of chill. Sleep in some, Walk dogs, go on the computer, play some guitar, walk dogs, watch TV/Lost (rewatching)/Fringe (yay Netflix), walk dogs, go on the computer, go to bed. Repeat. Not too shabby. I have started to mix it up a little, however. My Tuesdays are now epic fun time evening hour (at least, that's how they'd be advertised in Japan) and this past weekend and the next one are full of learn. (Like full of win, but more educational.)

Tuesdays are now my dodgeball night. I joined a league with a good friend and her husband and we started playing last week. So. Much. Fun. I played when I lived up in OC and had a blast. I was missing it recently and found out my friend had been in a league down here. She let me know a new season was starting and asked if I would like to join. Duh...winning! We aren't that good yet, but I blame that on the lack of cohesion so far. I mean, give us a break, we just started last week. This Tuesday is a double header, so hopefully we'll win at least one of those. Even if we don't though, it's great to be out there playing again. Last week was awesome and we were almost completely shut out. I'm hoping this will be a regular thing for me now. As long as I don't suck too badly, I'm pretty sure I'll be welcomed back. Even if I do suck, I'm sure they'd welcome me back because we're friends, just not as eagerly. So that's another seven weeks I have to look forward to.

Saturdays and Sundays, the last ones and the next ones, I'm doing bartending school. It's also lots of fun. I'm learning a lot and feel pretty confident already (thank you, Nick Bendz, for the starter course while I was at Java). I'm hoping to parlay it into a job, since so far I'd have had better luck hunting buffalo in the late 1800s as a Shoshone than I've had finding a job. The nice thing about bartending is that it'll play to all my strengths. I have great people skills, I have great customer service, I'm good at retaining knowledge, I'm good at holding a conversation about almost anything, and I'm nocturnal. I really do love interacting with people. Starbucks almost killed that off in me, but bars, unlike Starbucks, don't require simpering or upselling. I've already had years and years of experience working drink service in a fast paced environment and drinks are easier to make than lattes. Recipes and random trivia stick in my brain like mosquitoes in tree sap and once they've been there for a while, like the mosquitoes, you can drill into them and create dinosaurs. That makes my learning curve a lot shorter and makes it way easy to talk to random people about random things. I've always liked to say that I know just enough about everything that I can have a conversation about anything. The final nail in the coffin (or whatever the positive version of that metaphor is) is the hours. I am not a morning person. Period. I'm usually up till three or four anyway, so why not find a job that fits those circadian rhythms like a pair of Vibram Five Fingers. If you don't get the reference, Google that shit. They are the Best. Shoes. EVAR. So hopefully, after next weekend when my class is done, I'll be able to find a job. That'll be the next big hurdle, but I'll cross that bridge when I come to it and if not, I'll already have a bridge to get over the river I'll cry. (Let's see, can I fit anymore cliches in there? No? Ok then, moving on.)

So that's been me as of late. Good times mostly. As for this blog, I'm going to do my damnedest to update everyday. Big goal? Pie in the sky? I vote no. I say it's well doable and as long as that's what I keep telling myself, then that's how it'll be.

Though I impart no insight tonight, I'll be sure to let you know if something deep comes to me.

Till next time...