Thursday, December 14, 2017

Back Home



I'm back home in Vermont with Isabella. She's always so sweet when I get home after being away. She just wants to be near me wherever I am. Now that I'm home from my whirlwind trip to Chicago, I have to just wait and see how they respond to my interview.

Wednesday, December 13, 2017

The Good and The Good



The good news is that things seemed to go exceptionally well yesterday at the job interview. I think I did exceptionally well with those I interviewed with. It was about a four hour process. From what I could gather, it's up to the CEO as to whether I get the job or not. Since he did more talking than I did in our interview, that interview is a toss-up. I'm hoping that I will hear their decision soon. Maybe today, but probably by the end of the week. Then again, who knows.

In other good news, Democrat Doug Jones won election to the U.S. Senate from Alabama in a sharp blow to President Trump that narrows the GOP’s majority in the Senate to two. He beat Roy Moore, a former chief justice of the state Supreme Court who had been accused of child molestation. I honestly never thought it would happen, but it did. A Democrat has won a Senate seat in Alabama.


Tuesday, December 12, 2017

Chicago



Chicago

Carl Sandburg, 1878 - 1967

        Hog Butcher for the World,
        Tool maker, Stacker of Wheat,
        Player with Railroads and the Nation’s 
             Freight Handler;
        Stormy, husky, brawling,
        City of the Big Shoulders:

They tell me you are wicked and I believe them, for I have seen your painted women under the gas lamps luring the farm boys.
And they tell me you are crooked and I answer: yes, it is true I have seen the gunman kill and go free to kill again.
And they tell me you are brutal and my reply is: On the faces of women and children I have seen the marks of wanton hunger.
And having answered so I turn once more to those who sneer at this my city, and I give them back the sneer and say to them:
Come and show me another city with lifted head singing so proud to be alive and coarse and strong and cunning.
Flinging magnetic curses amid the toil of piling job on job, here is a tall bold slugger set vivid against the little soft cities;
Fierce as a dog with tongue lapping for action, cunning as a savage pitted against the wilderness,
Bareheaded, Shoveling, Wrecking, Planning, Building, breaking, rebuilding,
Under the smoke, dust all over his mouth, laughing with white teeth,
Under the terrible burden of destiny laughing as a young man laughs,
Laughing even as an ignorant fighter laughs who has never lost a battle,
Bragging and laughing that under his wrist is the pulse, and under his ribs the heart of the people,
Laughing!
Laughing the stormy, husky, brawling laughter of Youth, half-naked, sweating, proud to be Hog Butcher, Tool Maker, Stacker of Wheat, Player with Railroads and Freight Handler to the Nation.

Monday, December 11, 2017

Off to Chicago



I'm off to Chicago today. My plane leaves around 3 pm, and I should get there about 6:30 pm. I plan to have a nice dinner then settle in for the night and get ready for my interview Tuesday morning. I've got everything packed except a few Little last minute items, and then I'm ready to go.

Sunday, December 10, 2017

If the Lord Wills



Instead you ought to say, “If the Lord wills, we will live and do this or that.”James 4:15

I talked about this a few weeks ago, but I thought it needed reiteration and elaboration considering I am going on my final interview for the Chicago job this week. “If the Lord wills.” "If the Lord wills." There are times when we really want something in our lives, but we wonder if it is the right move, if we even get what we want. In those circumstances, we must pray. We must pray that God’s will be done. We have to have faith. Faith in that whatever happens, happens because God wills it.

God has a plan for every one of us. Many people go through life without ever thinking about it, but that doesn’t change the fact that God put us here for a purpose. We aren’t here by accident; we’re here because God put us here. And He put us here for a reason–so we could come to know Him in a personal way, and then live the way He wants us to live.

That’s why you can pray and seek God’s will when you face decisions, and it is why you can know God is with you every moment of the day. The Bible says, “Teach me your way, O Lord; lead me in a straight path” (Psalm 27:11).

When he says, "If God wills we will . . . do this or that," he teaches us that the activities and accomplishments of our lives are in God's hands. God governs what we accomplish. Not only are our lives in his hands, our success is in his hands. "Instead, you ought to say, 'If the Lord wills, we will live and also do this or that." "If the Lord wills . . . we will do this or that." And if the Lord does not will, we will not do this or that.

If the Lord wills, I will get this job in Chicago. It doesnt mean that I won't be praying that I get the job, it just means that if it is in God's plan for me, then it will happen. Maybe its not the right job for me or God doesnt want me to bite off more than I can chew. I will do my best to get the job, but I know it is ultimately in God's hands.


Saturday, December 9, 2017

Moment of Zen: Packages



Don't you just love getting packages in the mail? Even more so if he was delivering.

Friday, December 8, 2017

Getting Closer



Monday, I fly out of Burlington for Chicago. Tuesday morning, I have my interview. Wednesday, I fly back to Burlington. It will be a quick trip, but I pray it will be a productive one. I want this job. I want to want this job. If they offer me the job, it will come down to salary and if I liked the atmosphere of the place. I suspect I will like the atmosphere, the question then boils down to money. Will it be enough? I hope it will be. I only have ten more months at the most (at least that's how it's looking now) at my current job. Therefore, I need to find something and I hope that's in Chicago.

Thursday, December 7, 2017

Pearl Harbor



Pearl Harbor Day marks the anniversary of the Japanese raid on Pearl Harbor in 1941, bringing the United States into World War II and widening the European war to the Pacific.

The bombing, which began at 7:55 a.m. Hawaiian time on a Sunday morning, lasted little more than an hour but devastated the American military base on the island of Oahu in the Hawaiian Islands. Nearly all the ships of the U.S. Pacific Fleet were anchored there side by side, and most were damaged or destroyed; half the bombers at the army’s Hickam Field were destroyed. The battleship USS Arizona sank, and 1,177 sailors and Marines went down with the ship, which became their tomb. In all, the attack claimed more than 3,000 casualties—2,403 killed and 1,178 wounded.

On the following day, President Franklin D. Roosevelt addressed a solemn Congress to ask for a declaration of war. His opening unforgettable words: “Yesterday, December 7, 1941—a date which will live in infamy—the United States of America was suddenly and deliberately attacked by naval and air forces of the Empire of Japan.” War was declared immediately with only one opposing vote, that by Rep. Jeannette Rankin of Montana.

In the months that followed, the slogan “Remember Pearl Harbor” swept America, and radio stations repeatedly played the song of the same name with these lyrics:

Let’s remember Pearl Harbor, as we go to meet the foe,

Let’s remember Pearl Harbor, as we did the Alamo.

We will always remember, how they died for liberty,

Let’s remember Pearl Harbor, and go on to victory.




Originally published as part of a post from December 7, 2010.

Wednesday, December 6, 2017

Sleep



I fell asleep earlier than usual last night, then I woke up and it was my usual bedtime so I rolled back over and went back to sleep. So I forgot to do a post for today.

Tuesday, December 5, 2017

The Word



The Word

 by Ella Wheeler Wilcox


Oh, a word is a gem, or a stone, or a song,

   Or a flame, or a two-edged sword;

Or a rose in bloom, or a sweet perfume,

   Or a drop of gall is a word.

 

You may choose your word like a connoisseur,

   And polish it up with art,

But the word that sways, and stirs, and stays,

   Is the word that comes from the heart.

 

You may work on your word a thousand weeks,

   But it will not glow like one

That all unsought, leaps forth white hot,

   When the fountains of feeling run.

Monday, December 4, 2017

Hmmm



Not much to say today. I'm going to get my tires changed for winter. I hate changing out my tires, but it has to be done. Also, it's one week before I fly to Chicago. I hope all goes well then.

Sunday, December 3, 2017

The Great I Am



And God said to Moses, I AM THAT I AM: and he said, Thus shall you say to the children of Israel, I AM has sent me to you. -- Exodus 3:14


If I say "I am," I say what is not true of me. I must say "I am something — I am a man, I am bad, or I am good, or I am an Englishman, I am a soldier, I am a sailor, I am a clergyman." — and then I shall say what is true of me. But God alone can say "I AM" without saying anything more. And why? Because God alone is. Everybody and everything else in the world becomes: but God is. We are all becoming something from our birth to our death — changing continually and becoming something different from what we were a minute before; first of all we were created and made, and so became men; and since that we have been every moment changing, becoming older, becoming wiser, or alas! foolisher; becoming stronger or weaker; becoming better or worse. Even our bodies arc changing and becoming different day by day. But God never changes or becomes anything different from what He is now. What He is, that He was, and ever will be. Many heathen men have known that there was one eternal God, and that God is. But they did not know that God Himself had said so; and that made them anxious, puzzled, almost desperate, so that the wiser they were, the unhappier they were. For what use is it merely knowing that God is? The question for poor human creatures is, "But what sort of a being is God?' Is He far off? Does He care nothing about us? Does He let the world go its own way, right or wrong? Is He proud and careless? A Self-glorifying Deity whose mercy is not over all His works, or even over any of them? And the glory of the Bible, the power of God revealed in the Bible, is, that it answers the question, and says, "God does care for men, God does see men, God is not far off from any one of us. Ay, God speaks to men — God spoke to Moses and said, not "God is," but "I AM." God in sundry times and divers, manners spoke to our fathers by the prophets and said, "I AM." But more Moses said, "I AM hath sent me." God does not merely love us, and yet leave us to ourselves. He sends after us. He sends to us. But again: "I AM hath sent me unto you." Unto whom? Who was Moses sent to? To the Children of Israel in Egypt. And what sort of people were they? Were they wise and learned? On the contrary, they were stupid, ignorant, and brutish. Were they pious and godly? On the contrary, they were worshipping the foolish idols of the Egyptians — so fond of idolatry that they must needs make a golden calf and worship it. Then why did God take such trouble for them? Why did God care for them, and help them, and work wonders for them? Why? Exactly because they were so bad. Just because they were so bad, His goodness yearned over them all the more, and longed to make them good. Just because they were so unclean and brutish, His holiness longed all the more to cleanse them. Because they were so stupid and ignorant, His wisdom longed to make them wise. Because they were so miserable, His pity yearned over them, as a father over a child fallen into danger. Because they were sick, they had all the more need of a physician. Because they were lost, there was all the more reason for seeking and saving them. Because they were utterly weak, God desired all the more to put His strength into them, that His strength might be made perfect in weakness.


(C. Kingsley, M. A.)


Friday, December 1, 2017

Goodbye, Jim



Jim Nabors, the comic actor best known for his years playing Gomer Pyle, one of TV's most lovable goofs, has died at the age of 87. Nabors' husband, Stan Cadwallader, confirmed to The Associated Press that the actor and singer died at home in Honolulu.

"Everybody knows he was a wonderful man. And that's all we can say about him," Cadwallader told the news service. "He's going to be dearly missed."

Thursday, November 30, 2017

40



That's how old I am today. 40. The big 4-0. Happy birthday to me. Today will be just another day at work. After work, we are all going to Montpelier to have drinks and dinner. That's how I will be celebrating my birthday. The real celebration though comes tomorrow. A coworker and I are going to Montreal. She had a terrible 40th birthday so we are going to make up for it and have a grand old time in Montreal. We have a hotel in the Gay Village. We may go see some museums first, then we will party in the Gay Village that night. I'm not sure what we will do Saturday but I expect to be a little hungover. I can drink how ever much I want, and I don't have to worry about driving, just being able to walk back to the hotel. I'm not a big drinker, so I won't actually drink that much. Anyway, it should be a gay old time.

Wednesday, November 29, 2017

Snow



While overnight we were expecting rain and warmer temperatures, snow has been on the ground the last couple of days. As a southerner, I get fascinated by snow. As someone who lives in Vermont, snow is quite aggravating.  If I could stay home and watch it snow, I'd be happy for it to snow, snow, snow, but rarely do we have that luxury. We have to go to work which means getting out and scraping your car of ice and brushing off all the snow. I hate doing that. Which in turns means, I've begun to hate snow.


Just to clear something up, I was just ranting about snow. It still fascinates me. I'm just lazy some mornings and hate having to go scrape ice off my car. Brushing the snow off isn't too bad.

Tuesday, November 28, 2017

Chicago



Tuesday, December 12 at 10 am is when my interview in Chicago is set for. I'm excited. I have my fights booked and my hotel room reserved. Now I just have to be patient for another two weeks. At least I have those two I weeks to prepare myself. So any advice would be greatly appreciated. I'm just so glad they finally got back to me. I was beginning to wonder if they ever would, but they did, so my anxiety level has dropped some. I'm more excited than anything. I can't wait to show them why I am the best possible candidate.

Monday, November 27, 2017

Boystown



Marshal Thornton is a novelist, playwright, and screenwriter living in Long Beach, California. He is best known for writing the Boystown detective series. I just finished reading the two Boystown novella prequels: Little Boy Dead and Little Boy Afraid. The books revolve around former Chicago policeman turned private investigator Nick Nowak.

Little Boy Dead takes place during the 1979 Film Fest Chicago where Nick has gotten a job as a driver and as head of security. In a very short time, Nick deals with stalking fans, a crowd of protesters, and a critic's stolen wallet that leads to murder. The novella is fast paced and an easy read. Oh and Nick is a bit of a slut since the breakup with his boyfriend, so there are plenty of steamy sex scenes.

As soon as I finished reading the first prequel, I immediately started on Little Boy Afraid. It's now the winter of 1980 and Nick has one of his first jobs working for an openly-gay state senate candidate. The candidate has been receiving death threats, a lot of them, and it's Nick's job to keep him alive until the election.

I really enjoyed both novellas. I love how he adds a little bit of history in the novellas such as the peanut farmer running for president. I have one question though: who ran for president in 1980 who became famous selling 20 Mule Team Borax?* The choices seem to be Ted Kennedy, U.S. senator from Massachusetts, Jerry Brown, governor of California, and Cliff Finch, former governor of Mississippi. None seem to fit the bill.

I highly recommend the Boystown prequels. I can't wait to delve into Thornton's other Boystown detective books.


*Ronald Reagan. I was thinking Democratic Primary and totally forgot about Reagan.

Sunday, November 26, 2017

Patience



Rejoice in hope, be patient in tribulation, be constant in prayer. - Romans 12:12

Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known to God. - Philippians 4:6

I am generally a patient person. When in a restaurant, I never get impatient with the wait staff when it takes a while to get my food. I might get hungrier, but not impatient. When waiting at a doctor’s office, I’m patient and know that I will be seen as soon as possible. When everyday things happen, I am patient. It’s when the extraordinary happens that I become impatient. It’s been two weeks since the lady in Chicago told me she’d make the arrangements for me to come to Chicago. She said she’d get to it “soon.” After a week, I emailed her and was told she was working on it. This is one of those extraordinary things that make me impatient. It could be life changing. I just don’t know what will happen.

I do have hope and the Lord says to rejoice in hope. My need to be patient is a mere tribulation. Prayer will soothe my worrying mind. Philippians. 4:6 says, “Do not be anxious about anything.” For someone who suffers from anxiety disorder, this is hard, but prayer and supplication can help. At this time of thanksgiving, I will just have to let my requests be known by God.

We can all learn from these two passages. Patience is a virtue. When we feel impatience growing, we need to turn to God in prayer. Only he can soothe our minds and help us to truly be patient.

Saturday, November 25, 2017

Moment of Zen: Roll Tide









He may not be everyone's cup of tea but I think he's cute as a button. Roll Tide!

Friday, November 24, 2017

Black Friday



I have to be at the doctor's office at 8:30 this morning. He's going to tell me two things: I need to lose weight and I need a sleep study. I want to lose weight, that's a no brainer, but I dread doing a sleep study. I'm pretty sure I have sleep apnea, but I don't want to have to wear a mask to sleep in. Anyway, that's going to be the first part of my morning.

After the doctor's appointment, I plan to go do a little bit of shopping. I need a new dress overcoat that will look good with my new suit. I plan to go to just two stores, which I hope will not be overcrowded, and if I can't find what I want, I have one picked out online to order.

If it's late enough after that is done, then I plan to go get some sushi for lunch. I try to eat sushi at least once a month. I believe I'm due. I may also go get a haircut, but I haven't made up my mind on that just yet.

Thursday, November 23, 2017

Happy Thanksgiving



Thanksgiving Day is usually filled with family and food.  There are many LGBT out there who are without their families because of the hate and bigotry that exists in this world.  I hope those who cannot be with their families, for whatever reasons, have wonderful friends with whom to share this day of Thanksgiving, and I hope they feel the love that I send their way.

I wanted this post to be about all that I am thankful for this year.  With my birthday, (it's next week), I will begin a new year of my life with hope and promise for a wonderful future.  I am so thankful for my family.  They may drive me crazy at times, but I love them and they love me.  I am thankful for the love and companionship provided by my dear cat Isabella, who will never replace HRH, but she is a wonderful and joyous companion.  I am thankful for the wonderful people with whom I have the pleasure to work. I am thankful for the opportunities that Chicago may have in store for me. I am thankful to be alive and in a happy point in my life.  Most of all, I am thankful for the many friends in my life.  Some of them are people I've never met in person, but have formed a connection with through my blog.  For them, I want to say, you are as important to me and as loved by me as if you were a friend I saw everyday.  I love you all!  Thank you for being my friends.

I am spending the day with just me and Isabella. I had the opportunity to go to a coworker's house, but decided to spend this Thanksgiving alone. I have my turkey, gravy, and mashed potatoes. I even have some veggies to cook. I look forward to a day of reflection and meditation on what I am thankful for this year.

HAPPY THANKSGIVING!!!

Wednesday, November 22, 2017

Tired




I was tired last night because the night before, I'd had a severe headache that kept me awake half the night. I tried taking something over the counter, but that didn't phase it. I ended up taking my prescription medicine. That finally worked easing the headache enough and putting me to sleep, but it left me groggy all day long. I did not want to get up yesterday morning, and I know I fell asleep at my desk at least once.

Tuesday, November 21, 2017

Morning Song



Morning Song
by
Sara Teasdale

A diamond of a morning
   Waked me an hour too soon;
Dawn had taken in the stars
   And left the faint white moon.

O white moon, you are lonely,
   It is the same with me,
But we have the world to roam over,
   Only the lonely are free.

Monday, November 20, 2017

Travel Arrangements



I'm supposed to find out today when I will be going to Chicago. After not hearing anything all week, I emailed on Friday and was told that she'd have arrangements done either by the close of business on Friday or Monday at the latest. So I'm hoping, I will hear something today. Hopefully, I will be going in the first week in December. I just hope that I like the people, the job, and the salary once I get there. In other words, I want to really want this job. I find the idea of moving to Chicago very exciting. Any advice for the next part of this journey?

Sunday, November 19, 2017

Shall We Gather at the River?



Then the angel showed me the river of the water of life, bright as crystal, flowing from the throne of God and of the Lamb through the middle of the street of the city; also, on either side of the river, the tree of life with its twelve kinds of fruit, yielding its fruit each month. The leaves of the tree were for the healing of the nations. – Revelation 22:1-2

Shall We Gather at the River?
By Robert Lowry

Shall we gather at the river,
Where bright angel feet have trod,
With its crystal tide forever
Flowing by the throne of God?

Yes, we’ll gather at the river,
The beautiful, the beautiful river;
Gather with the saints at the river
That flows by the throne of God.

On the margin of the river,
Washing up its silver spray,
We will talk and worship ever,
All the happy golden day.

Yes, we’ll gather at the river,
The beautiful, the beautiful river;
Gather with the saints at the river
That flows by the throne of God.

Ere we reach the shining river,
Lay we every burden down;
Grace our spirits will deliver,
And provide a robe and crown.

Yes, we’ll gather at the river,
The beautiful, the beautiful river;
Gather with the saints at the river
That flows by the throne of God

At the smiling of the river,
Mirror of the Savior’s face,
Saints, whom death will never sever,
Lift their songs of saving grace.

Yes, we’ll gather at the river,
The beautiful, the beautiful river;
Gather with the saints at the river
That flows by the throne of God.

Soon we’ll reach the silver river,
Soon our pilgrimage will cease;
Soon our happy hearts will quiver
With the melody of peace.

Yes, we’ll gather at the river,
The beautiful, the beautiful river;
Gather with the saints at the river
That flows by the throne of God.

If you know his song, you most likely know it’s title as “Shall We Gather at the River?” or simply “At the River.” These titles are the popular names for the traditional Christian hymn that is actually titled “Hanson Place,” written by American poet and gospel music composer Robert Lowry (1826–1899). Robert Lowry (1826-1899) was a professor of literature, a Baptist pastor of several large churches and a music editor at Biglow Publishing Company. He wrote close to 500 hymns, including “I Need Thee Every Hour” and “Low in the Grave He Lay.”  “Shall We Gather at the River?” was written in 1864. The title “Hanson Place” is a reference to the original Hanson Place Baptist Church in Brooklyn, where Lowry, as a Baptist minister, sometimes served.

The song’s lyrics refer to the Christian concept of the anticipation of restoration and reward, and reference the motifs found at Revelation 22:1-2 – a crystal clear river with water of life, issuing from the throne of heaven, all presented by an angel of God. One hot afternoon in July 1864, as Lowry was resting on his sofa, visions of heaven pervaded his senses. He saw the bright golden throne room and a multitude of saints gathered around the beautiful, cool, crystal, river of life. He was filled with a sense of great joy. He began to wonder why there seemed to be many hymns that referenced the river of death, but very few that mentioned the river of life. As he mused, the words and music to “Shall We Gather at the River” came to his heart and mind.

Friday, November 17, 2017

Migraine



Yesterday, I woke up with a migraine and it continued throughout the day and night. I even left work early yesterday, which I rarely do. I hope I have a better day today.

Thursday, November 16, 2017

A Lot on My Mind



One of those things is: I still haven't heard from Chicago about my travel arrangements. It seems to be taking them longer than I had anticipated. I realize the head of HR has more to do than worry about my travel plans but when it's a new job on the line, I'm awfully anxious.

Wednesday, November 15, 2017

No Moore



I'm embarrassed. I can't believe that there are still people in this country who believe Roy Moore is innocent. There is too much evidence to the contrary. The man is guilty. He's the lowest form of human. He's a pedophile. If it hadn't happened so long ago, he should be going to jail. Instead, he has a base of religious nut jobs and Republican idiots who will still vote for him. Instead of jail, he'll go to the Senate. And do you know why? It's because of two things. One, he's pro-life, and his opponent Doug Jones is pro-choice. Two, the African-American population of Alabama is behind his opponent. We are talking about a part of the country where "Democrat" is code word for an African-American. The white people of Alabama would rather vote for a pedophile than to support someone who has an African-American base. It's a truly sad state of affairs. Religious nut jobs, anti-Democrats, and racism will rule the day in Alabama. The people of Alabama have no illusion that Roy Moore is innocent, but they will still vote for him because he's a Republican. I'm embarrassed that my former state is such an abomination. I hope I never have to live there again. It's a cesspool of Republicans. Let them look like fools and drown in their own muck. If Roy Moore is elected, and I think he will be, I hope the Republican leadership in the Senate refuses to let him on major committees, refuses to give him time on the floor, and refuses him the time of day. They will only be embarrassed if they don't refuse him. Roy Moore will do more to elect Democrats into Congress than the idiot in the White House.

Tuesday, November 14, 2017

Since brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor boundless sea (Sonnet 65)



Since brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor boundless sea (Sonnet 65)
by
William Shakespeare

Since brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor boundless sea
But sad mortality o’er-sways their power,
How with this rage shall beauty hold a plea,
Whose action is no stronger than a flower?
O, how shall summer’s honey breath hold out
Against the wreckful siege of battering days,
When rocks impregnable are not so stout,
Nor gates of steel so strong, but time decays?
O fearful meditation! where, alack,
Shall time’s best jewel from time’s chest lie hid?
Or what strong hand can hold his swift foot back?
Or who his spoil of beauty can forbid?
O, none, unless this miracle have might,
That in black ink my love may still shine bright.

Monday, November 13, 2017

Today



I was already in bed preparing to go to sleep when I realized I had not written a post for today. Currently, there isn't much to say. I bought a new suit for my trip to Chicago, and I should learn today when I will be going  there. At least, I hope I'll find out today. The HR woman said early this week, but she's usually quick with things so I suspect it will be today.

Sunday, November 12, 2017

Pascal’s Wager



Pascal's Wager is an argument in philosophy devised by the seventeenth-century French philosopher, mathematician and physicist Blaise Pascal (1623–62). It posits that humans bet with their lives that God either exists or does not.


Pascal argues that a rational person should live as though God exists and seek to believe in God. If God does not actually exist, such a person will have only a finite loss (some pleasures, luxury, etc.), whereas they stand to receive infinite gains (as represented by eternity in Heaven) and avoid infinite losses (eternity in Hell).


Pascal's Wager was based on the idea of the Christian God, though similar arguments have occurred in other religious traditions. The original wager was set out in section 233 of Pascal's posthumously published Pensées ("Thoughts"). These previously unpublished notes were assembled to form an incomplete treatise on Christian apologetics.


Historically, Pascal's Wager was groundbreaking because it charted new territory in probability theory, marked the first formal use of decision theory, and anticipated future philosophies such as existentialism, pragmatism and voluntarism.



Source: Wikipedia 

Friday, November 10, 2017

Interview Review



The interview went great, though it got off to a rocky start. It was supposed to be on Skype but they never called. I waited and waited, but no call came. So, I sent an email asking what was wrong. According to HR, the chief librarian did try to call but I was never there. I assured her that I was there the whole time. We never did figure out the problem, but we decided to do the interview over the phone.


Once the interview started, it went very well. She was a very nice lady, and I answered her questions truthfully. She seemed quite impressed. She asked me some standard interview questions, and then asked me a few historical questions. Then it was my turn to ask questions. One of the questions I asked was "Is there anything in my qualifications you would like me to clarify?" Her answer kind of floored me. She said, "No, I think you are highly qualified." I couldn't believe it. I only had a few more questions and then the interview was over. She also told me that the next step would be to bring the top candidate to Chicago to meet with the CEO and the rest of the staff. When this would happen she did not know.


Thirty minutes later, I received an email from HR asking when I can come to Chicago. They needed some dates and then she would take care of it on their end. So it looks I am the top candidate and I'll be going to Chicago in the next few weeks. The trip will have to be scheduled around Thanksgiving, so we shall see when. It may be December before I am able to fly out there. 

Thursday, November 9, 2017

The Interview



Today is the day. My big interview with Chicago. It will be done over Skype, which makes me nervous. Does anyone actually look good over Skype? I hope I at least look presentable. I will be wearing a light blue oxford shirt, with a navy and light blue striped tie, and a navy blue coat. I will also be wearing gray pants but no one will see them.

I am so very nervous. I know the job description backwards and forwards. I have a list of questions to ask them. I’m as prepared as I can be. I just pray that everything goes smoothly. I believe this job would be a major advancement for my career. I want the added responsibility. Most days in my job, I have nothing to do, but with this job, I’d be a lot busier. I like being busy. It makes the day go by faster. 

Plus with this job, I’d be living in a major city. No more Hicksville, Vermont. I think I’d have really liked New England if I’d been in a major area, but I grew up in rural Alabama and wanted to escape. I ended up escaping to rural Vermont. There are charms to Vermont, but I’ve found more aggravation here than satisfaction.

It’s quite possible I might not get this job, but I’m going to do my best. At this point all I can hope to do is to do my best.

Wednesday, November 8, 2017

How Much She’s Grown



From a feisty little kitten who liked to hide, to a grown cat who loves everybody, Isabella has come a long way. She loves to take my place on the couch, and she gets jealous when I sit in “her” chair. She loves to bite my toes when I’m on the phone; I guess she wants all attention on her. She also loves to lay on top of me whether I’m in the bed or on the couch. She knows where her toys are hidden and when that drawer opens she’s always right there to try and fish them out. If I can’t find her, I know that all I have to do is add food to her bowl or shake her favorite toy. Thankfully her true favorite toy, an ugly little bird with feathers that chirped, had the battery finally die. She used to shake it in the middle of the night and wake me up. She also likes to play fetch. If I throw one or her mice, she fetches it and brings it back for me to throw again.



Most of all though, she is a wonderful companion. Nearly two years ago, I lost one of my best friends and spiraled into a deep depression. While medicine and friends have helped, she is my constant companion. She waits for me at the door everyday when I come home, and she gets terribly upset if I don’t tell her goodbye in the morning. I am thankful to have a cat as loving as Isabella.



Tuesday, November 7, 2017

October-November



October-November
by Hart Crane

Indian-summer-sun
With crimson feathers whips away the mists,--
Dives through the filter of trellises
And gilds the silver on the blotched arbor-seats.

Now gold and purple scintillate
On trees that seem dancing
In delirium;
Then the moon
In a mad orange flare
Floods the grape-hung night.

Monday, November 6, 2017

Ugh! Monday



Why is it that when Monday rolls around, I so rarely have something to say? Work is probably going to be another boring day. All I have to do is read a book for some research on a paper I will be presenting in May. The book is actually pretty good. It’s about food in the South, which often just makes me hungry. It also makes me wonder: with the Great Migration to Chicago, does Chicago have any great soul food restaurants? I sure hope it does. It won’t matter if I don’t get the job, but there is always hope. I know I will do my very best in the interview and that’s all I can do.

Sunday, November 5, 2017

Que Sera, Sera



Instead you ought to say, "If the Lord wills, we will live and do this or that." - James 4:15

"If the Lord wills." There are times when we really want something in our lives, but we wonder if it is the right move, if we even get what we want. In those circumstances, we must pray. We must pray that God’s will be done. We have to have faith. Faith in that whatever happens, happens because God wills it.

God has a plan for every one of us. Many people go through life without ever thinking about it, but that doesn’t change the fact that God put us here for a purpose. We aren’t here by accident; we’re here because God put us here. And He put us here for a reason--so we could come to know Him in a personal way, and then live the way He wants us to live.

That’s why you can pray and seek God’s will when you face decisions, and it is why you can know God is with you every moment of the day. The Bible says, "Teach me your way, O Lord; lead me in a straight path" (Psalm 27:11).

Saturday, November 4, 2017

Moment of Zen: Sleep



I got an email yesterday from the people in Chicago. They want me to interview again on Thursday. Since I was supposed to hear back from them no earlier than Monday or Tuesday, this has to be good news. They decided before finishing preliminary interviews that they wanted to interview me again. The Thursday interview will be over Skype, so I hope all goes well. I’m very excited but also nervous. This job would mean better pay, great benefits, and a nice apartment.

Friday, November 3, 2017

TGIF



It’s Friday again. We have to get through this day for the weekend. I’m looking forward to Saturday; there are some good football games on that I want to see.


By the way, has anyone been watching The Orville? I’ve found the show to be quite enjoyable. It’s funny and can be a bit silly on occasion but it doesn’t over do it. They’ve also dealt with some interesting subjects from social media to same sex marriage. While it can be serious, it’s also often funny. It’s a good mix like the old Star Trek movies used to be. I’m glad The Orville has been picked up for a second season.