Rolling along

Well, let’s see…what’s new to report?   I have a meeting tomorrow about doing something with a podcast.  At this point, I’m not sure what exactly, but the guy who called me – a PR pro locally whom I’ve dealt with in the past – did say there was a money involved.   That’s better than…well, anything I have on the plate now so I’m going to roll with it.

My former boss with his cable company project keeps dancing around a start date.  I still think that will happen, but I’m getting another of God’s many lessons about rolling along with patience.

I fear I’m going have to make a living piecemeal which I suppose will be okay…at least until tax time. We’ll roll with whatever comes.

I did apply for a couple of positions today with my former company.   They’d be corporate jobs doing compliance type stuff, but I do know the home team and I am a detail oriented guy.   I’m at least a bit intrigued to see if they’ll respond.  I’d think nearly 30 years with the outfit would grant me a second glance.  It would be weird going back, but rolling with the devil you know has a certain appeal.

Outside of that, I’m pushing forward to have Dewey “altered.”  I was hoping to latch on (probably a poor choice of words) with a “free” or at least “low-cost” spay/neuter outfit.  So far, those organizations aren’t responding.  They have long waitlists, even for the unemployed.  I checked prices with my veterinarian and one down the street.  The down the street folks are far cheaper.  I think I’ll schedule Dewey for snippage next week.

In the meanwhile, we’ll keep rolling along.   This is how Dewey rolls in the car lately:

dewey rolls- Michael Main

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On Hold, Might As Well Type Something

I’m “on hold”  in a web chat with the Tech Support folks who host this domain, so I’ll type some stuff off the top of my head.

I just finished applying for another job.  I wish I could rush down to this company’s headquarters and barge in with my resume, but once again it’s an online application only.   This would be my dream job, handling social media, blogging and other community affairs for the firm which is a rock steady rock star in San Antonio and South Texas.   I’ll pray hard for at least an interview.

This guy needs a job.

Michael Main

Hmmm… the “wait time” for my web chat has not changed since I initiated it…30 minutes.   Must be lunchtime…everywhere.

It was an interesting week with Dewey.    We had a lot of rain and he’s not really versed in being tossed out back in the rain to “do his business.”   He’d often refuse to go outside or perform his duties.    This meant grabbing a leash between rain showers and escorting him out front to make certain there were no in-house accidents.

The rain also meant a lot of pent-up energy…which he took out on Abby.

Dog frenzy -rainy day - Michael Main

 

The Dewey blur.  Rainy days and the kids had to play inside.   Despite the rains, we still managed to log more than 60 miles last week.

In the end, we survived, which I’m not sure is the case in tech support land since time has stopped, still a 30-minute wait and I’ve gotten no response.

I won’t make you wait with me.  You’re free to go…preferably outside.

 

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Don’t We Dewey

 

I received sad news this past weekend that one of my former colleagues at WOAI radio died.   I worked with Bob Guthrie for more than two decades.  He was a phenomenal newsman, a true gentleman and a giant in the industry.   Bob was a renaissance man.  He was well-versed and conversant in almost any subject you could name from aircraft to guns to classical music and Scotch.

We embraced and sometimes  endured a lot of changes at the radio station and the industry together. Often we were on the same page and sometimes I was dragging him along with the tide, but he was always the consummate pro.   I’ll remember him fondly.

Bob’s funeral is next week.   It will likely be a reunion of sorts because Bob worked for more than 50 years at WOAI. This will be the third radio colleague service I’ve attended in recent months.   There’s a metaphor in there somewhere.

On a lighter note – about 10 pounds total –  the new dog is a done deal.   Originally named Carter, he’s now Dewey – a name I selected since he was abandoned at a library.  He’s fitting in nicely and, despite his small stature, is proving to have no problems keeping pace with Abby on our now twice daily walks.   Yesterday we put in 11 miles.

We did have a few minor communication problems regarding direction.


whichway

This morning we logged about 7.5 miles during which Abby instructed Dewey in the proper way to intimidate deer.

deweydeer

 

Just to be consistent, here’s the usual update: I’m still plugging away on the job front.   Today I actually applied for a position as a “Career Counselor.”   The irony of that is not lost on me.

 

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Head East, Old Man

It seems sort of odd to be talking about a vacation when I haven’t worked for more than a year.   However,  Amy and I are about to fly east.

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We’ll be taking a trip to Florida to visit with Amy’s parents.   It’s always a good time.

In advance of the trip, I’m busy applying for more jobs.   I’ll have limited computer access while there, so I figure I might as well get as much done now.    Our renter is planning to move out next month, so this is likely our last chance to get away and have a built-in housesitter/dogsitter.

The weather in Florida is not expected to be much different than it is here.   I plan to get in some hikes, although I won’t have my trusty canine companion.   We have been logging about 45 miles a week lately, so she can probably use the time off.    Today we hiked from home to Comanche Lookout Park.   Abby enjoyed the views, so did I as we gazed southeast towards downtown San Antonio.

abby looking east michael main

 

Oh well, back to job hunting and trip planning.

Eyeballing the Future

Well, here we are in February and I’m still doing this weekly whining about job hunting.   I had another person tell me this week to ignore online applications and instead reach out to/confront/stalk the people who are actually looking for someone to work in their departments.   That’s easier said than done, but I must admit I’m running out of options.    I need to get my name in front of actual eyeballs instead of algorithms.

eyeball michael main

 

I do have a meeting this week with my former boss about his cable/broadband company project.  It looks like I’ll be proceeding with that, most likely in March.   However, the more I examine his needs the less I feel the task could morph into something larger or longterm.   It will help occupy my time and pay me some money, presumably.   That detail hasn’t been formalized.

In the interim, Abby and I have been walking and enjoying the warmer weather over the past week or two.   Things are starting to green up and members of the wildlife community are poking their heads out a bit more.

duck michael main
We covered 44 miles walking last week and about 20 so far this week.   The exercise, and my renewed focus on diet, has had the upside of substantial weight loss – I’m knocking on the door of 70 pounds.   I think I’ll set a goal of losing 100, which would put me near my college weight.

The new grandgirl is doing well.   There were some very scary concerns about funky blood test result that came back in the standard newborn screenings, but the kids seem to believe that it was an anomaly.

I’d like a more definitive answer, but I’ve come down from my initial completely manic panic mode.

panic - michael main

 

Ah Nuts Michael Main

I’m going nuts.

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It’s exasperating applying for jobs and not getting them or even getting a phone call, much less an actual interview.   However, I keep plugging away and I will be pursuing the project with my former boss mentioned here earlier.   Hopefully, that will start to flesh out in the coming weeks; at least, it’ll give me something to do.

I have applied for a couple of positions with companies and non-profits that work with animals.   I’m excited about the idea of a career that would also play to my passions, albeit at this point in the job search my enthusiasm is tempered a bit.

Since my closest companion, besides my wife, is my dog Abby, and I’m a daily visitor to dog parks as well as a supporter of various animal rescue organizations, working in support of animals seems like a good fit.

I suppose there’s the potential that Abby might get jealous…I guess I’ll have to watch my back.

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I’m also applying at various other companies and organizations hoping to parlay my media experience into a gig.  My previous goal of finding a way to work with the state in helping children has thus far proved fruitless, but I’m still reaching out.   I know that prized job is within my grasp.

reaching Michael Main

 

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The Old & New

Out with the old…

The old and new - Michael Main

2016 is starting much like 2015. I’m still jobless, albeit a bit more panicked, but I’m still hopeful. The job prospect I mentioned previously with a former boss has turned into more of a “project” than a full-time gig. I am still going to pursue it – I certainly have the time – it could develop into something more as his company grows and it will be a new challenge. A few shekels coming in wouldn’t hurt either.

I’m still applying for various positions and still trying to steer clear of media jobs to some extent.

I’ve vowed to be a bit more aggressive in 2016 and I’m confident that I’ll find the right position where my talents can be utilized in a worthwhile manner.

In the interim, Abby and I are still walking, exploring trails and dog parks.

I may be looking for work,  but Abby is on the lookout for other adventures.

abby bw-color

One adventure that is near is our latest grandchild.   Miss Emily is going to domino into our reality any day now.Ms Em

So, while there are still some question marks surrounding 2016,  I have faith and certainty that we’ll be blessed many times over.

Sure foot sore foot

I hit my goal this week.

50 mile goal

Abby and I walked 50 miles.    We had to squeeze in about 9 miles this morning to make it, so we ventured down a portion of an as yet unopened part of the Salado Creek Greenway which took us to Walker Ranch Park.

The park features a unique footbridge.  It will test your faith in engineering. It feels like you’re walking in a bounce house when you cross.

walker ranch footbridge

Abby was less than thrilled with it.

Distrusting dog

By the time we made it back to the car, both of us were hobbling a bit.

Sometimes you have to feel a little pain to achieve your goals.    At least that’s what I’m telling Abby.

 

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Oh Deer, Michael’s Job Journey

Getting a deer to pose for a still life portrait is tough.
Deer - Salado Creek

Okay, I’ve been playing around with a photo editor and some recent shots I took while walking along the Salado Creek Greenway.   Abby and I have logged about 40 miles so far this week with a goal of 50.

We  don’t walk alone, we’re accompanied by a lot of deer.

 

 

Deer Greenway
The deer make the morning walks interesting and amusing.   They’re entertaining to observe, but I’ve also had to harness Abby so she stops trying to chase them.

Salado Creek Greenway Deer - Michael Main

My job search seems a bit restrained as well.   I fear as the holidays approach, hiring managers will put off their decisions.

Enhanced Salado Creek Greenway image - Michael Main

I suppose I’ll keep trying to amuse myself during this process, although I wish I had the option of  putting my expectations through a photo editor too.

 

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The Swirling Salado Creek Greenway Vortex

Miss Abby and I explored some new portions of the Salado Creek Greenway today.

I opted to take a different route than usual because of the recent rains in San Antonio which have flooded out portions of our regular trek.

Salado Creek Boardwalk Flooding

Today we started out near McAllister Park and walked along a fairly new segment of the greenway that purports to connect to Walker Ranch Park which we have never visited.    That statement still holds true.  We didn’t visit it today.  We didn’t get that far.

It turns out the greenway connection is not yet officially completed.

That wasn’t what actually stopped us.

I ignored the signs saying, “No pedestrians, bikes, motor vehicles, UFO’s, etc.” and marched right past.

So did Abby, she’s a rebel.

We strolled down an obviously temporary asphalt path without incident.   A half mile or so along the way I could see what looked like a much more finished section of trail ahead.

We didn’t get there.

Abby was reluctant to cross a slightly flooded spillway.    This is atypical for Abby.  The water wasn’t that deep and she doesn’t normally object to getting her feet wet.

Abby floodwaters - Michael Main

This time, however,  she stopped, dug in and was adamantly not going to proceed.  It was obvious if I wanted her to keep going forward I would have to hope something powered by a jet engine and shooting fireworks came up behind us.

She was freaking out as a result of the sound of rushing water on the spillway and the sight of a large swirling vortex of liquid next to us that appeared to be swallowing humanity and sucking it into the netherworld.

Salado Creek Greenway - Flooding - Michael Main

I took Abby’s counsel and we turned around.

 

Make it work Monday

Monday.

That word doesn’t carry quite as much dread for me as it does a lot of folks.   I’ve never really felt the semi-universal trepidation about Mondays even when I was working.   Now that I’m perfecting the art of sloth, the only worriment I have about the start of the week is remembering that it is the start of the week.  The days tend to smudge together a bit  in my personal realm of idleness.

I did apply for four jobs today.  Two of the applications are essentially curriculum vitae projectiles shot into the open blue sky, but my attitude is, “What the heck?  I might as well toss my name up there.  What’s the worst that can happen?

Tossing Child - Lakeside, OH - Michael Main

When I was working, I’d usually arrive at the office by 1:30 in the morning – radio keeps weird hours.  I always found it  perversely satisfying  as I was driving home from work for the day that most folks were only starting their workdays.

I realize I was  playing a mental game to rationalize going to work at 1 a.m., but it was comforting.

In any case,  this morning I applied for jobs, Abby and I walked six miles and we spent some time enjoying the gorgeous weather at the dog park.

McAllister Dog Park - Michael Main

No telling what else I can accomplish today, even if it is Monday.

 

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Hawks and Hounds

I spent the morning in the wild…sort of.

During my daily walk, I watched a couple of hawks perched upon the overhead wires straddling the Salado Creek Greenway between Lady Bird Johnson and McAllister parks in northeast San Antonio.

They were scoping out the area and probably picking targets for breakfast.  They seemed patient enough.

Hawk San Antonio

Abby and I didn’t make the menu. 

A short while later, I was startled by howls from a pack of coyotes.  They erupted in a harmonious lament  in response to a warning siren being screeched from an emergency vehicle passing along a nearby roadway.  I realize the usefulness of sirens to startle drivers into a sense of alertness, but in urban parklands they also quickly spook away the back country mystique.

However, at the dog park, the more domesticated canines were excitedly attuned to the coyotes’ chorus. Reaching back in a wistful salute to their more primitive roots, the dogs produced a much less concordant echo.

dog howling in the weeds

 

As Abby and I gallivanted along the greenway and beyond, I did give more thought to my job hunt and decided to follow the example of hawks, coyotes and dogs.

I’ll be patient, but occasionally howl.

 

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