Day Two of Self-Imposed Unemployment. A mental health vacation.
I’ve managed to parse today out in pretty good fashion, not moving too quickly on any one household task so that by the end of the day it will feel like I put in a day’s work. Yesterday, my first official day of unemployment, I was still fighting off a sinus headache so I was also able to force those assigned tasks into today. I’ve started the laundry and done my job search so now I must go through the boxes of shit from my office and throw out old notebooks. There’s a lot of household purging on my list of to do’s.
So I quit my job. I’ve stupidly put all my eggs in one job search basket and am still waiting to hear back from a second interview. But I’m growing less hopeful about it…I’m pretty sure they hired someone without a uterus. I would have been replacing someone who got pregnant and then split. I actually contemplated telling them that I’m way too poor to do that, but I didn’t want to sound quite so desperate.
This is the first time since I was 15 that I haven’t had a job. In anticipation of being terrified of what I’ve done - quitting a perfectly fine but soul-crushing job without having another one already lined up - I made myself a nice little laundry list of things I can accomplish on my time at home. There are a lot of dog walks on the list. But also things that I need to do, like cleaning out the closets and taking guitar lessons. (Thought process on that one: learn to play guitar, busker outside the subway = brilliant!)
I am also brushing up on my French and going to the dentist. Little things each day, only moving the bar so far and keeping a list of daily to do’s. As the saying goes: this shit is chess, not checkers. And maybe I’ll learn something from this experience. Like how to play chess!
Dowling Duncan and redesigning the American Dollar:
Why the size?
We have kept the width the same as the existing dollars. However we have changed the size of the note so that the one dollar is shorter and the 100 dollar is the longest. When stacked on top of each other it is easy to see how much money you have. It also makes it easier for the visually impaired to distinguish between notes.
Why a vertical format?
When we researched how notes are used we realized people tend to handle and deal with money vertically rather than horizontally. You tend to hold a wallet or purse vertically when searching for notes. The majority of people hand over notes vertically when making purchases. All machines accept notes vertically. Therefore a vertical note makes more sense.
Why different colors?
It’s one of the strongest ways graphically to distinguish one note from another.
Why these designs?
We wanted a concept behind the imagery so that the image directly relates to the value of each note. We also wanted the notes to be educational, not only for those living in America but visitors as well. Each note uses a black and white image depicting a particular aspect of American history and culture. They are then overprinted with informational graphics or a pattern relating to that particular image.
$1 – The first African American president
$5 – The five biggest native American tribes
$10 – The bill of rights, the first 10 amendments to the US Constitution
$20 – 20th Century America
$50 – The 50 States of America
$100 – The first 100 days of President Franklin Roosevelt. During this time he led the congress to pass more important legislations than most presidents pass in their entire term. This helped fight the economic crises at the time of the great depression. Ever since, every new president has been judged on how well they have done during the first 100 days of their term.
Today’s “DC’s Douchiest Bars” listicle rustled some nostalgia in me, taking me back to the days when I first lived in DC and when I slowly discovered that this was my home. I’ve never had a single job in this city that didn’t have some sort of unofficial bar associated with it. It’s a needed comfort, to have a place where you can go bitch about work, meet people, sing karaoke if you’re so inclined. So here’s my personal little listicle of bars where I’ve spent too much time drinking too much beer. And other things. All but one is still around, and the one that’s gone…well, it’s now on the list as the Number 20 Douchiest Bar.
A dinner party last night turned into a cabal of blog post discussions. Zombie stories are the new cocaine! Conversations included (sources varied): Student seduces teacher on a bet, wins - State lawmaker angry, paper-punchy - and of course, the variety of zombie stories going around.
Greenblatt: The anthology changes, but it is meant to last. Even now in its somewhat bulky form, people keep their Norton Anthology for their whole lives. And they do that for a reason. They do it because they sense that it’s not something that just comes and goes. They trust it and want to…
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Hemingway’s brand of stoicism deals with traditional, sometimes even reactionary, symbols of maleness. Bells, balls, and bulls. Papa H. projects toughness by amplifying those symbols, by elevating them to almost mystical status. Again, not that Hemingway wasn’t tough, but why let his particular brand of toughness drown out the more interesting, and sometimes more complex, forms that are out there?
Tyson doesn’t take his lessons from the Bible. Nor does he take his lessons from the Dawkins Manual on Condescending to Theists. When asked if he’s an atheist, Tyson likes to say that the only “ist” he is is a “scientist.” I think it’s time more blacks followed Tyson’s lead and, instead of…