tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4496267973912420638.post5905744830023265658..comments2023-11-05T05:27:49.392-05:00Comments on The Raisin Chronicles: Cannery RowJeanne Estridgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13096521122802823385noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4496267973912420638.post-77634784496101245872008-11-17T18:40:00.000-05:002008-11-17T18:40:00.000-05:00The layoff was a lot of different things, mostly a...The layoff was a lot of different things, mostly a very old company attempting, not too gracefully, to adjust to a changing world. <BR/><BR/>Look for a future blog entitled, "Ten Best Ways to Destroy the Company You Love" for a retrospective on the topic.<BR/><BR/>Anyway, thanks for the supportive words. I spent my first day as a full-time housewife today, and I really enjoyed it. If it weren't for the darned money thing....Jeanne Estridgehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13096521122802823385noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4496267973912420638.post-30692870614691397082008-11-16T18:25:00.000-05:002008-11-16T18:25:00.000-05:00I second Warren's comment: what a way to find out!...I second Warren's comment: what a way to find out! So shocking.<BR/><BR/>I'm tempted to ask if this is a result of our economic downturn, out-sourcing, or just poor management? <BR/><BR/>I'm sorry you lost your job. But I'm glad you'll get to spend more time writing.<BR/><BR/>When are you going to tell us about your novel?TurtleGirlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18314364702581813375noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4496267973912420638.post-30803086148956924152008-11-15T07:23:00.000-05:002008-11-15T07:23:00.000-05:00From a safe distance, Mr., Horton doesn’t like wor...From a safe distance, Mr., Horton doesn’t like working for other people either. Someday he will share his “Idiot Theory”. It is based on the idea that each of us knows at least 3 complete idiots, and the high probability that we each could be someone else’s idiot.<BR/>Good luck as the road unfolds.<BR/><BR/>Inspired Daydreams of Success<BR/><BR/>Adriana Lima came close beside my bed.<BR/>In fishnet shades of youth and film<BR/><BR/>She stopped beside my head.<BR/>And I in my piety gave up the ghost for dead.<BR/><BR/>Up on the cliffs where lovers leap<BR/>And singers sing out loud<BR/><BR/>Where voices type in sentences<BR/>Enwrapped in life's thin shroud<BR/><BR/>Where cereal is flat with milk<BR/>and spoons are without work<BR/><BR/>Until the raisins all jump in<BR/>And breakfast starts to perk.<BR/><BR/>THSteven Ghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09609837368984628002noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4496267973912420638.post-48699188333757165542008-11-14T21:04:00.000-05:002008-11-14T21:04:00.000-05:00What a way to find out.I was running the same sear...What a way to find out.<BR/><BR/>I was running the same search and wondering if it were possible to hear the bullet with your name on it. I guess it is.<BR/><BR/>A coworker got word of your boss while in a meeting with me and some others. There was a pause, then someone said it sucked, and the meeting ended on that dissonant note.<BR/><BR/>Your name popped up on the search a short while later, and that made it real for everyone. DB said "wow". After that we tried to make light of our own anxiety with jokes and calling dibs on each other's equipment.<BR/><BR/>You really should stop reading these comments, now, and get to work on your writing. I'll be checking your blog and the best sellers list for updates.Warrenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02546231332110733759noreply@blogger.com