I guess we'll see if I go!

Also completely off topic, but, the male editor in my [former] editorial group, who was the only one who had been promoted (twice), just quit because "it wasn't a good fit" because the job had changed so much recently (true, they basically added a whole other job to it) and he was working ridiculous hours as a result. He had been there for almost ten years.

So, in just over a year, they have lost 3 of 5 editors (and hopefully, as of next week, maybe 4). Even my crazy boss is talking of leaving. They are royally screwed. And it's their own damn fault.

in my editorial group

They're not your editorial group anymore.

They're not your editorial group anymore.

Thank god.

I've not met Me'shell N'degeocello, but I am on the liner notes of one of her albums.

Oooooh, which one?

I sat one table over from Gwyneth Paltrow and a bunch of other famous folks (Chris Martin, Tim McGraw, Faith Hill, a few others) at a bluegrass club last year. But my best celeb story is that I once carded Benjamin Bratt for alcohol.

megan, that sounds a great deal like what happened at my last job. After I left, a staff member a month left for the next year. There was a running joke about doing a calendar of all the refugees. Of that office of about 25, only half a dozen of the folks I worked with are still there.

Oooooh, which one?

Transdub Massiv

DJ FFlood, on turntables--me and him grew up together in Jamaica, and we're still in touch. Liner notes were a complete surprise, though.

After I left my MI job, the company closed down. The President and VP realised they could chase their dreams just like I could, so they did, and their dreams were elsewhere, so bye bye computer store. That was kinda startling.

megan, that sounds a great deal like what happened at my last job. After I left, a staff member a month left for the next year. There was a running joke about doing a calendar of all the refugees. Of that office of about 25, only half a dozen of the folks I worked with are still there.

The funny thing is, if they had promoted me way back when, when I made my case, I probably would have stayed, even with the crappy pay and long hours. And they essentially told me that they knew I was a lynchpin and that the dominoes would fall if I left. And yet they chose to do nothing.

Admittedly, I never thought A. would leave, since he makes more and it goes much further for him (as he works at home in Phoenix). But, it was so bad that he actually just quit with no other job.

It's Friday afternoon: what's everyone doing this weekend?

Tomorrow morning, I've got an appointment at the local Bally's to check it out. I'm getting a bit bored with just relying on swimming laps for my exercise and want to go to a place that has various classes included as part of the membership (unlike my park district facility, where all classes are extra). I'm going to be looking for cleanliness and a comfortable air temperature inside, as well as a good vibe to the place (I don't want to feel like a whale amongst swans). The price is right--only $20/month, which is half the cost of the combined pool/fitness center membership at the park district, which has much worse hours and that whole classes-cost-extra thing.

After I get finished with the tour and check out the machines and a short swim at the pool before stopping by the whirlpool and steam bath and then showering, I get to clean my apartment, since Dad's coming up on Sunday.

In between the appointment, cleaning, and parental visit, I'm working on my cross-stitch piece. I'm still waiting for the materials for that Deco project, so I started this Father Winter sampler in the meantime. I've had the kit since 1994, so it was about time I got to work on it, right?

It's Friday afternoon: what's everyone doing this weekend?

Revisions, blog stuff, and hoping to catch up on some DVR'd TV if Sara goes camping with her friends. I think S. has to take Ben to get new sneakers, too. The excitement never ends.