The Asshole Within I have noticed something about me. When I am doing well, I do not worry about George W. Bush or all the silliness in D.C. When I am struggling with any part of my three part illness (spiritual, emotional or physical) I worry a lot about those Washington assholes.

The last few days have brought worry about my son and worry about my career. The issue with Sam is too long to explain but, suffice it to say I made a few calls and people fell over themselves helping. Seek and ye shall find. The whole issue was resolved in less than 24 hours and now everyone is happy again.

My career is taking longer. Last week I went on an interview for a job that seemed to be tailor made for me. The 45 minute interview lasted 2 hours and 15 minutes and they implored me to call at the beginning of this week to see where they were at. Monday morning I left a message on head guy’s voice mail, nothing. I followed up with an E-mail and nothing again. This morning I left a friendly message on the assistants answering machine and so far nothing.
I know there will always be assholes and silliness in Washington. Likewise, I know I will always have to fight my own tendency to be an asshole. Finally, I know God’s got a plan but, I wish to hell he would fax me over a copy.  ¶ 7/20/2005 02:17:00 PM