Moving on, with a glance over the shoulder

All right, it's time to start pushing the previous post toward the back of the line.

It's been an eventful week. Although most of the "events" in question have actually been non-events. Oddly, the Kaplan misfire (which seems like it was ages ago) was relatively low on the turmoil scale. I probably could have benefited from the mileage I would have gotten out of fixating on it. Nothing's a better motivator than failure, or so one would think. (Remember when I said I'd have a job by the end of this week? Ha!) But alas, employment has been taking a back seat of late.

The outlook for the weekend is hopeful. As soon as I'm done writing this, I'm going to submit a resume in response to this ad from Craigslist:

Award winning writers working on a literary masterpiece about today's world and its issues to be a conversational piece for mature audiences. We are located in North Branford, CT and are currently seeking a Part-Time Literary Assistant to assist with our latest project. Hours are flexible. Work atmosphere is very comfortable and casual. You will gain hands-on experience in the professional writing/publishing/production world. The ideal candidate would be an English/Literature Major, who can show excellent drafting, dictation and communication skills, must be organized and capable of taking notes of conversation which will later be used in writing. They MUST have a good personality, have a good sense of humor, and be a team player who'’s fun to work with. They must be able to take initiative and not be afraid to voice their opinions. Typing skills are a plus. This is a great way to gain experience to put on your resume. Internship positions are also available.

I don't have any expectations one way or another. Seems like it should be easy enough, but so do a lot of things. Though I'm curious about what is meant by "a conversational piece for mature audiences." If I find out, I'll let you know.

Aside from that, I've got a lot programmed over the next couple days. A small reunion with the old high school crew up at UConn on Saturday; lunch in New Haven and the big Oscar party on Sunday. I guess that doesn't sound like a lot.

In my spare time I'll be waiting for that missing piece to fall into place.

One more thing:

We got a lot of good snow in these parts late yesterday. It wasn't the usual wet Connecticut snow that comes down in clumps and quickly turns to heavy slush. It was Utah snow--or what I imagine Utah snow to be (I've never been). This snow came down in tiny shimmering grains, like dust. On driveways and on cars it piled up like a layer of fine light sand, with a coating of crusty ice underneath where it melted and refroze to warmer surfaces. Along the road, the wind would sometimes kick up frosty white waves of powder, and thin white strands danced in the wake of passing cars. Colors were muted, or obscured totally. Dark lines and hard edges became fuzzy and soft, and then disappeared. It was an easy world to look at.