The right word may be effective, but no word was ever as effective as a rightly timed pause.
--Mark Twain

...you can't argue with that logic.

Yesterday I completed payroll at my company and I must say it's in better shape than billing. Of course, considering billing is a clusterfuck of breathtaking proportions, it's sort of a back handed compliment. Like saying someone sings better than singing star William Hung. Anyways, it seems that my new project is to reorganize this whole system with almost no experience in doing anything of this sort. Sounds great. What could possibly go wrong? Well, considering Glenn threw this stuff together on his own, I'm sure that I can do just as poorly a job on my own.

After work, I had two signings which couldn't have been more opposite extremes. The first was with this Mexican fellow who had me meet him at the clothing factory he works at downtown. This place was one of those sweat shops in the factory district; dirty rat hole looking place, the unending droning of sewing machines in the background. I'd probably go insane working there. He spoke limited English, but enough to question every single document I brought with me. Smart guy, really. The fact he didn't do any of this before I showed up is what pissed me off; I'm not even supposed to give the guy any advice, but I had to sit there and hold his hand all the way through.

The second signing was in Altadena and involved a nice older lady who lived in a really clean, compact one story home with her big, fluffy dog that really likes to jump on guests. She just chatted about life, such as how she used to live in Hawaii and moved here for a better job, while we listened to classical music pumped through her Bose wave radio as the dog curled up under my feet and took a nap. I got back home just before the time I was ready to go to sleep, so I didn't even have time to do anything wasteful. All in all, a nice day.