The Scotto Grotto (org)

Got a nice email from my sweetie in the middle of the day today. She makes everything brighter by the brush of her hand.

Tomorrow’s is the moment of truth. I’m heading to Coral Springs tomorrow before work for the walkthrough of the new company.

If I don’ t get any bad vibes, I’m in. So far, so good… they want me pretty badly. It’s nice to have it be my call.

Mike, Gloria and Tuan all work there and seem to get on pretty well, same goes for John Irving.

Pictures from today:

Whoops! Forgot to hit post. I’m all showered now.

Bro signed a piece of paper with the landlord for amount owed larger than it should be. I’m glad my brother saves his receipts. (I’d be gladder if he paid his rent on time). The landlord is good about changing his tune when confronted with signed pieces of paper that states he already was paid. The ll caught my brother off-guard and half-asleep.

Wow! All this time I thought The Space Giants was just a fever dream.

See, there was this gold guy and he was named Goldar and he was married to Silvar and he fought really dumb looking monsters.

No, really! And the lightning bolts! And this weird old guy! And there was this weird evil guy, and the robots could turn into rockets! (More pictures here)

Wait, where are you going? Come back! Ah well, I should curl up and read some non-glowing text. G’night, dear journal.