Crystal Sports Pub, third floor bar
I won’t take up a lot of your time, but I did want to let you know that I’ll be staying in the D.C. area for a year. Or so. Maybe three.
I’ve enjoyed it here since my boots hit the ground a couple of months ago, and yes, I am ready for more. Now, amazingly, I get to bring Tawnya and the kids with me. Tomorrow is my last day in my current cubicle. I’ll be moving upstairs to work for a new boss. Thursday I go on permissive TDY, which is the military way of saying, “find a house, get it rented, fly home to pack up your other house, uproot your family and move them to the new house in one week.”
I love a challenge.
One of the perks of this new job is that I don’t have to move into a trailer and eat food stamps to finish my trunk novel. Although my FB friends chose that plan overwhelmingly over all the others I presented when I laid out my employment (or un) options, I’m afraid it will be unnecessary.
I will be working twelve hour shifts, four days on and four days off. The four day off schedule will not be anything like the four day on schedule.
You’re wondering about the photo. We were giving a send-off for a staffer who was leaving us to pass out bandaids in the desert. We happened to be in luck because Sports Center was taping Miss Virginia getting her head shaved by the St. Baldrick’s Society to raise funds for children’s cancer research. Nothing like tossing back brew and watching a ”hot chick” get her head shaved. But that my friends was just another day in Babylon.
