Recruiter confirmed my Monday morning phone interview with hiring manager.
Since a week from Monday is a no-work/no-pay day, I shopped for 3-day vacations. Alaska air had a sale on flights from SJC to Kona, but hotels were way insanely out of anyone's price range. And there was also the possibility that the volcano would bork the flight schedules.
Santa Barbara, my usual go-to Amtrak destination, is on fire again. Or at least the hills are, and the last time I got caught in that it was not pleasant. I thought about Reno, but the 8 am return time kills that.
So it'll be Half Moon Bay, which I will drive to on a Saturday, stay overnight, be at the pier by 5 am Sunday and take a Salmon fishing charter. The hotel is walking distance from the boat, I think. And stay over again Sunday night, home Monday probably after some beach time & seafood lunch.
Lunch was tuna salad sandwich and cut fruit plus grapes. There was a HUGE gathering in the nearby conference room, with catered something. So many stunning women, including two of the organizers.
Headed out a little after 5:30, and instead of heading home and waiting half an hour for traffic, then going out to San Jose for the Skeptics' meeting/movie, I took the long way there on El Camino, which ate up more than an hour. Got there at 6:45, only the host was there. Only one other person showed up. Apparently there is a big skeptics/humanist convention this weekend in Vegas, and most of the regulars were there. One woman left a message on meetup that she couldn't find her driving glasses, so she was bailing. Sure.
It was an excellent movie. Trumbo. About a blacklisted Academy award-winning writer. As told through letters he wrote, read by big stars who owe some of their fame to him. He wrote Spartacus, Exodus, The Brave One, Roman Holiday, The Fixer, Kitty Foyle and more. An ancient Kirk Douglas, his son Michael, Donald Sutherland, Liam Neeson, Nathan Lane, Paul Giamatti, Brian Dennehy, Dustin Hoffman and more. And lots of interview clips of the man himself, including his Congressional hearing appearances.
Well worth the drive, but disappointing not to meet more people. Maybe I'll try again in June, and a talk instead of a movie.
Home by 9:30, delivered were two boxes of Kind bars, a pair of retractable headphone cables for the server at work, and 3 more litterbox cartridges.
Taped up the one in the laundry room and threw it away, took the one from the bedroom which Spook hardly used at all and put it in the laundry room. Spot immediately dropped a bomb the size of Rhode Island. Smelled like Flint, MI.
Dinner was reheated trout (1/4 of a fish), instant mashed potatoes and the last of the cole slaw. Chocolate ice cream after.
On the webcam this afternoon I saw Spook at the kitchen food dish, which is major progress, but Spot chased her away after she was done eating. She's back in the guest room closet.
Watched the adoption spin-off, This Is Life Live. Kind of awkward, poor audio engineering, but interesting stories. Similar format to the original, but longer segments and a lot more commercials.
Plans for tomorrow:
Find an audition piece for next week and work it.
Clean up the front garden some more
Admit defeat on the back garden, everything is fried. Basil, choclate mint, strawberries. Maybe I should plant sunflowers. Gotta research. Meanwhile the oregano, mint & rosemary on the carport garden can probably be harvested, at least a bunch of it.