From the monthly archives:

February 2004

RIP

2004.02.29

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It is with great sadness that I must announce the death of a dear and treasured member of the Plooble family, the Job Search Theme. For those of you who have come to know and love it, I share in your grief. It has been a major part – perhaps the heart and soul – of Fistful of Plooble since the beginning, and it will be missed.

In other words, I am no longer unemployed. Starting Wednesday, I will be a Vision Guidance Leader at Huhcorp.

Okay, not really (although I’ve applied at companies that seem to share the same ethos). I will be working as an editor for a company that publishes a wide variety of newsletters on topics including health care, finance and the law. Someone will once again be paying me to write, and to write things that don’t require the use of the words “extensible” or “functionality.” As you can imagine, I’m pretty happy about that (although I am sure there are unexplored countries of jargon I am yet to visit).

It looks like a pretty cool place with a lot of creative people, and I’m very excited about working for a company that values writing above all. Everyone I’ve met seems to like each other and like being there, and last Friday night in Hell I ran into a group of my soon-to-be fellow editors, including the managing editor who interviewed me. It’s not every day that I get to list “having a drink named after me” as a relevant job qualification. I’m sure it sealed the deal.

Job Search is survived by Found Absurdity, Fun With Words, Car Geekery, and the twins, Bitchin’ & Moanin’, who ask that you send wrinkle-resistant khakis in lieu of flowers.

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Do any of you know someone from say, San Diego who has moved to North Carolina? Does the weather make them completely nuts? I’ve heard people from less capricious climes say things like, “It’s nice to have four distinct seasons.” Yeah, but three in one week?

Chapel Hill is once again in Severe Winter Weather Frenzy. The DJ on WXYC, the UNC campus station, has been reading a forecast that calls for snow, sleet, and six to 12 inches of accumulation through Friday (but his forecast calls for highs in the 70s on Saturday). Once again the grocery stores are full of bundled-up soccer moms preparing for the siege of Stalingrad.

It’s weather like this (or at least the threat of weather like this) that makes SUV drivers feel superior and justified, but I saw something stuck under the wiper of an Expedition or Excursion or Canyonero in the parking lot of Weaver Street Market that might bring the driver down a peg or two. It’s from an organization called Earth on Empty.

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L-Word Jackson

02.25.2004

I like words, you like words, we all like words. Sure. But not all of them. Some words I hate, and I don’t mean “intolerance” or “can’t” or anything like that. For years I’ve had a list in mind of words I cannot stand. I’ve recently discovered I’m not the only person. One good friend [...]

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Lois Lane

02.20.2004

Every now and then I pick up “Homes & Land” magazine, which lists properties for sale in the area. In addition to some terrifying and/or laughable portraits of real estate agents (one guy included a photo of himself doing a split on railroad tracks, because as we all know thigh strength directly correlates to house [...]

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Me Me Me Meme

02.19.2004

Surely you have something better to do than this.

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I Can Hardly Wait for Bath Night

02.18.2004

Today while killing time before an interview I went to the Indian market in Research Triangle Park. (I think it’s called “Indian Market.”) Man, I love that place. Walking in there is like stepping into another country (say, perhaps, India), and it reinforces my naïve belief that I might one day be able to satisfy [...]

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Thank You for Calling Fistful of Plooble

02.18.2004

I called Toys R Us last Thursday, trying to find a pair of Hulk Hands for the only person on the face of the Earth above the age of ten who would think this was the perfect Valentine’s Day gift. When I finally got through the menu tree, the phone was answered by a woman [...]

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Soft/Fluffy vs. Hard/Shiny

02.16.2004

Compared to our last severe winter weather event, which turned the Triangle into a hard and shiny place and left even the spryest 20-year old shuffling apprehensively about like an octogenarian on the waiting list for a second hip replacement, I have to say our latest snowstorm was pretty near perfect. It happened on a [...]

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Happy Valentine's Day

02.14.2004

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More Car Geekery

02.13.2004

When I was 16 I had one of these, but not one of those I’ve been reading car magazines almost as long as I’ve been able to read. Those of you who don’t care about cars probably think that car prose consists of nothing but limited slip difs and caster and camber and whatnot. Yeah, [...]

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