Wednesday, May 22, 2013

It’s a bird! It’s a… oh wait, he’s just “Bird”

the lives of dexter peterson: my favorite songs live!

Matthew’s intros will make more sense if you’re familiar with his latest work: The Lives of Dexter Peterson.

The gist is that there’s this kid who jumps from life to life (like Quantum Leap) and he’s followed by this girl. There’s a novella, a web comic, and the album.

He’s fucking brilliant. And talented.

I’m so glad I’ve crossed paths with him and discovered his music.

And a bonus (not from The Lives of Dexter Peterson) - The song forever known MOOOOOOOOO!!!!!

Posted by Matty on 05/22 at 03:12 PM
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Is it really that easy?!?


the entire membership of the cumbercollective is quoting sherlock right now…

When it rains, it pours.

My favorite recruiter, Jimmy the Pimp, called me yesterday. He was unamused that I’m getting interviews on my own, so he told me HE would be the one to find me my next job.

(He really is awesome. I wish we could be friends outside of work. That might get weird, though.)

Honestly, he deserves the commission for placing me. He’s worked so hard for me on both phases of my unemployment, but I can’t just put all my faith in a recruiter. I mean, he’s sifting through their entire possible employee list, paring it down to however many, and then giving the cream of the crop to the company. Sometimes I wonder if my resume is ever presented…

I got a call today from a recruiter who’s working on a job for a CPA firm. I’m not sure I want to go back to the CPA world (I left it for a reason), but I got my resume in front of him. Whatever works. I’m not above trying some trickery. I’m desperate, not stupid.

I got a call from a company I applied to on Monday right after I hung up with him.

Again, question # 1: How much do you need to make?

Are you people freaking kidding me?!?

At least she was honest and gave me what they were looking to pay right off the bat. (I really respect her for that. She didn’t have to say anything.) I want about $10K more (on the low end) of what they’re looking to hire someone for. If they were going to pay me what I really want, we’d have a $15K difference.

Yet, she plowed on with the phone screen. The best part was when she said that she was still going to put my resume in front of the controller because she thought that the money might not be such an issue if they found the right person. If she thinks they can bridge $10K… what the hell. I’m game if they are.

This is kind of how it played out last time, too. Nothing and then BAM! Interviews up the wazoo.

Let’s hope this time both sides are a better judge of the fit. I’m a little gun shy from my experience in April.

Posted by Matty on 05/22 at 02:28 PM
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If you didn’t get the reference…

yes, it makes me think of london, too…

The hipsters have the opening credits to Sherlock.

Makes more sense now, yeah?

Posted by Matty on 05/22 at 01:26 PM
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I love London…


and the hipster-fandom war continues


I can’t remember the last time I laughed so hard at a hipster post…

And they wonder why we don’t like them.


It’s a “Hunger Games” morning over here. Apparently, I need a reminder that I can survive being unemployed and bored out of my mind. And alone. We can’t forget alone.

I’m not a social person, but I do miss being surrounded by people. Even people I don’t like very much. That makes this even harder.

But I’ve settled into a pattern of sorts: drop Guinness off at day care, watch Doctor Who when I get back, then switch to Supernatural if the reruns are good or watch a movie (preferably an absolutely terrible horror flick on Netflix), and then it’s Ramsey’s Kitchen Nightmares, and then back to Netflix. If I’m somewhere else in the house, I can normally find some trainwreck TV (I’m partial to the judge shows: Alex, Judy, People’s Court.)

Dog, that makes me sound pathetic, but since I mostly just listen to them, it makes me feel a little less lonely.

I did have some much needed social interaction with people who aren’t my trainer last night when I finally got back to my knitting group.

My knitting group! It’s been so long - it was awesome to see the majority of the old crew. There’s not a lot of newbies, and some women have been in the group for almost 20 years. It was nice. I got a lot done on the Wallaby and decided I’m going to finish my red socks and probably work on a Wallaby for myself when the socks get boring, but without the pocket and hood. I haven’t decided about the hood since I’m not there yet, but the pouch isn’t really my sort of thing.

If I’m going to be taking the trail into Boston, I’ll have plenty of time to knit the socks - they travel well. It’s about 70-80 minutes to Boston by train. It would take me that long to drive and probably three times as long to find a parking space around Downtown Crossing.

But back to the Wallaby: I know. I know. I just vented about how shitty the pattern was. Now that I’ve done one, though, it will be much easier. It will just make much longer since I’m not a child’s size 6. I’m afraid to even look at the pattern right now to see just how many stitches I would need to cast on. Right now, I’m working with 188 and that feels like it’s taking forever.


My phone interview went really well last night and they told me I’d hear back in one or two weeks. In the meantime, I passed up a part time, temporary bookkeeping job. I had to commit to eight weeks and since I’m starting to get some calls, I don’t want to commit to two months of temp work. Even though I could have started today.

As much as I don’t like the idea of commuting into Boston, the money’s better and this job would be worth it.

Wish me luck. I think I’m going to need it!

Posted by Matty on 05/22 at 10:49 AM
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