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Hi. My name is Spike, and I’m short. If there’s a stigma against short people, the media surely contribute. It’s like that feeling you get (or “I get,” I should say) when someone asks me what grade I’m in. Granted, that happens very infrequently and usually the question is asked by someone quite elderly who can’t see anyway, but it still bugs me. It’s like that feeling you get when you walk into a classroom to teach and some of the eighth graders are taller than you.

Well, at least I have my looks. :>

Coming this summer to a television near you (or near someone who watches this kind of stuff):

Celebrity Ultimate Dodgeball.

Not quite as violent as Celebrity Boxing but definitely more idiotic. Next season, look out for Celebrity Shoot-Out and Celebrity Suicide-Bombing.

So here’s where things stand with my status at the company. As you may know, I have been temping at this company in Newark for two months or so. They told me at least a month ago that they were interested in hiring me on a full-time basis. This would be a good thing.

My boss is one of many Vice Presidents at this very large corporation, and as such, he’s a bit overextended and is always running around in and out of meetings and business trips. It’s pretty much been a chore to get him to take action on this even though he’s been saying it for a while.

The latest news is that the process has been started. This process entails posting a job opening to the company’s internal job board for the position he is creating for me. After it is posted, they will take inter-company applications and hold interviews, in accordance to policy. So it could still be a couple of weeks before I get to say I actually work for the company.

All I really want is a bigger paycheck. Hm… and more responsibility. And more things to do. And the opportunity to meet more people. And world peace.

It’s difficult to have a discussion about proper communication when your instant messenger doesn’t deliver your messages at the right time. Note to self: talk on the phone and in person more, especially when it comes to sensitive material.

You know it’s not a good night when your cable modem connection is on the fritz and your cell phone can’t get reception anywhere. If this post even makes it out there, I’ll be shocked.

Here’s a different take on the Friday Five. Today:

1. I got stuck in a hurricane in a dirty city. The thing about being in a dirty city during a hurricane is that you will get much of the dirt and garbage that comes from the streets and the sidewalks in your face.

2. I saw Macbeth in the West Village. I like the West Village. I should go there more often. I went with Stacey‘s roommate, Jessie, and their friend Anne. Stacey dropped out a few days ago because something else came up, and their other friend, Amber, dropped out because of the hurricane.

3. I’m calling it a hurricane, but it probably wasn’t really technically a hurricane. You’d have to check with the National Weather Service.

4. A major web project, which has been annoying me lately (not LSK) is pretty much done and I should be getting paid soon.

5. I might be able to get a new cell phone for free. That should make me happy, since my current one tends to get bad reception and the battery life is practically non-existent. In fact, “battery life” is pretty much an oxymoron.

Here’s an interesting article you probably won’t see published my American media. It seems the US Army (and whatever other Special Forces do this kind of stuff) are quite adept at killing… mostly their own troops and troops of other “friendly” nations.

Thanks to some help from a co-worker who visited my apartment the other day, my old desktop computer is up and running again… for the most part. The latest thing is that my DVD/CD-ROM isn’t working… and it’s kind of necessary. I hate to say it, but I missed having Windows for my personal computer. In any case, I can’t have both of my computers connected to the internet at the same time unless I buy another IP address or a router. So I still can’t get Heart Beat of Pompeii up and running. But soon…

UPDATE: Stored on Jasmyre are pre-Blogger website journal entries, going back an entire year before I started using Blogger. So I imported them into my latest website here. You can find them in the archives on the left.

So, there’s this bill in Congress, which if it’s passed will allow more oil drilling in Alaska, wreaking havoc on the environment. There hasn’t been too much support for this bill, and the Democrats will probably knock it down. So to make the deal seem sweeter to people who care about the environment, they are including a clause in the bill which would allow more aid for Israel.

So what do we do about an “oil crisis” if we can’t count on other oil-production countries to deliver it to us?

Fund research on cleaner alternatives.

Of course this won’t happen for political reasons… a lot of money going to the federal government comes from the oil companies.

I gotta stop with this politics stuff. It’s upsetting me.

It’s spring (some around here would argue that it’s summer) and love is in the air waves.