On the DEWLine 2.0: Dwight Williams

Two jobs applied for today. Twenty to thirty different websites visited over 5-6 hours to get to that result.

Tomorrow, I'm thinking I want to make time to work up a "social media moderator" resumé. It's all volunteer stuff at this point, of course, and claiming that work as work still matters.

1. After watching the third episode of Stumptown, I finally watched the first episode of Diggstown tonight. Had the first season saved on the family PVR for months, and could not find the guts to watch it until tonight.

Yes, I know how that choice of phrasing looks.

Diggstown is worth the time, and I should have made that time sooner. My dumb.

2. I am sad at the death of Alexei Leonov. Yes, he was 85, and he'd lived a full life. He was one of the space explorers I first learned to know the names along with the likes of Armstrong, Aldrin and Collins. The first space mission I have clear memories of watching coverage of on TV was Apollo-Soyuz. We're talking multi-page spreads in the Regina Leader-Post back when they were locally owned - so I want to believe - and not a pawn of Postmedia to serve the international right-wing-big-money movement.

3. I got my hair cut today at the barber shop I've been dealing with since my dad introduced me to their dad. One of the brothers is in hospital and the other is not well yet still working. I fear for them. I couldn't do more than pay for the haircut and wish them well.

4. Enjoyed watching the first two Short Treks, "Q & A" and "The Trouble With Edward".

5. I am still trying to work out some thoughts on the changes to OC Transpo's network that took effect this week.

6. I am not indifferent. I am trying to pay attention.

Going for an interview/test session this morning as part of the job search week 2 process. Not sure how it's going to go this time.

Also: apologies for the lack of commentary here in recent weeks. Some of the reasons for that, I've already discussed here, of course...but getting some more time in for long-term writing hereabouts is a good thing to do.

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Not sure that I should be on either list anymore. I may still be a child in spirit, but there ought to be limits on how far that can carry me, right?

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I use this one: Tracy Caldwell Dyson, PhD, of Expedition 24, aboard the International Space Station.

If you want to read up about the lady herself, check her bio at Wikipedia out.

Chemist, astronaut, musician.

Madness that keeps trying to sabotage our recovery from it.

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Multi-directional.

Blame/praise fajrdrako for this: she succumbed to the LJ Writers Block meme, after all.

So...if I were inclined to finally go get my driver's license, what kind of car would I prefer to drive above all others?

Probably a Smart ForTwo or a Prius if I could possibly afford such a beast. Unless something closer to ecologically sound with similar or better performance levels were to hit the market by the time I was able to decide upon the subject.

Shoe leather and buses and the occasional train still manage to meet most of my travel support needs, though.

Not counting my first posting, which was more or less "Hi, I'm here now!" stuff...the post of the next day was commentary on the end of the CBC Lockout of 2005. I wanted to see CBC get better funding...and four years later, this upcoming October...what's really changed on that front for the better?

Nothing.

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Ever since I was a kid, I wanted one job. One dream job.

I wanted Charles Schulz' job. Equally as important, I wanted the characters he built. Charlie Brown and Snoopy, two sides of the coin metaphor of my life when I was in school. Not to go into a lot of detail, as that metaphor fits my self-perception in those days well enough that extra detail isn't needed.

Eventually, though, I got just enough of a dose of reality - namely Mr. Schulz' plans for his own future and those of his best-known toys - that it made sense to try for something a little easier to achieve.

So I looked to Spider-Man, and his friends and foes in the Marvel pantheon...and eventually matured to where DC made at least as much sense. Sometimes more sense. DC's like CBC: it's something you grow up into appreciating, and sometimes wanting to shape.

And now, today, I'm working on pencils on an indy comic. The whole artform and industry seems to be just shaking itself down just as I'm finally making my inroads into both. And yet I don't want to be doing anything else really.