Looking for work

Well, I did some calculations. Based on my understanding of tax laws and my current fixed expenses I need to find a job that pays not less then $12.65/hr. The last job I got started me at $13/hr, and I tried in the nearly three years I was there not to let my expenses rise above that level. I guess I succeeded.

So, if you work for a company in the Tempe/Phoenix, AZ area that’s hiring at or above that pay level in an entry-level position in any field, or a more advanced on in any technical-support capacity, please let me know. I learn quickly, and I have over five years experience working in call centers. I have worked in customer service, technical support, and lower management for a variety of vendors, including a major computer manufacturer, a line of WindowsCE handhelds, a nationwide copycenter, and multiple proprietary softwares. I am comfortable in any Windows or Macintosh environment, and have some experience with Unix and Linux.

Oh, and if I can’t find a technical job I’ll do sales, since my friends have been telling me for years I should be in sales.

Again, if you are hiring or know someone who is, email me at teel@modernevil.com. I live in Tempe, AZ and would prefer to work as near to Tempe as possible, but could conceivably work anywhere in Greater Metropolitan Phoenix. Thank you.

Rúla Búla

Rúla Búla

Some time back, this Irish Pub opened up on Mill Avenue, just blocks from my home. I must have passed by it hundreds of times without going in. After a point it was funny that despite my Irish heritage and enjoyment of traditional Irish fare and settings I had never been in such a convenient hot spot, and I kept not going in because it was funnier for me to stay away. Zoe, too, seemed to be staying out of it for the same reason. Zoe, as you may know, has wisely selected Guinness as his beer of choice, a truly Irish experience. I have seen him on more than one occassion down an entire pint of Guinness faster than another person could drink one shot. Today we went to Rula Bula for lunch (Zoe paid for it, considering my recent loss of employment). It was delicious.

You can read more about the history of Rula Bula at their website, but believe it or not, the entire place was built in Ireland then shipped to Tempe and re-constructed. Truly Irish. The atmosphere at a late lunch on a weekday was defined almost entirely by the building, since few customers were there, and it was like stepping into a totally different place. It was very comfortable. Zoe and I began discussing that if/when Beer Club starts meeting again, Rula Bula would be an excellent place for it. You should take the opportunity if you are ever in downtown Tempe to at least step inside and get a feel for the place. More than any theme restaurant, they have a very powerful and appropriate ambiance.

Zoe began predictably with a ‘pint of the dark’ (Guinness, to those not in the know), and ordered the Shepherd’s Pie for lunch. I just had a water (my regular, as those of you in the know already know), but ordered the Irish Lamb Stew for lunch. Zoe said that the Shepherd’s Pie was some of the best he has ever eaten, and perhaps will post about the experience later. Both meals came with one of the best salads I’ve had in a restaurant – no iceberg lettuce to be seen, but romaine lettuce, spinach, and other tastier and more nutritious greens, with a light balsamic vinegarette, walnuts and other light seasonings. The lamb in my stew was unbelievably tender and the heady flavour of the lamb had seeped into the vegetables in the stew, including halved and perfectly cooked potatoes. The texture overall was very pleasing, and the meal was appropriately filling.

Not so filling that we didn’t order desert, though. Zoe and I ordered one each of their Guinness Chocolate Cake and Irish Bread pudding. The large serving size of the desserts was somewhat intimidating after our satisfying meals, but we divided each dessert and enjoyed both. The Guinness Chocolate cake was heavy, rich, and delicious. I prefer a moister cake personally, and am not a Guinness connoisseur, but Zoe indicated that it exceeded his expectations. The Irish Bread pudding was moist and well-spiced, with raisins as big and juicy as your head. Well, maybe not quite as juicy as your head. Still, the desserts were so delicious that we managed to finish them. I would definitely recommend that you try the Irish Bread Pudding; it inspired both of us to try to find/make a comparable bread pudding recipe on our own.

The lunch prices were very reasonable considering the quality of the food; everything on the menu looked delicious and the average price was about $7-8 per entree. I did not see their dinner menu, so cannot report on those prices. Our bartender/waiter indicated that their dinner portions were significantly larger (I doubt I could finish a dinner, if that is true), and that the head chef is actually Irish, a real plus and I’m sure the source of the quality of the dishes. A wonderful experience, a delicious meal, helpful staff; I definitely recommend that you check out Rula Bula.

Trapped

You probably shouldn’t see this movie. I should have written this a week ago when I saw Trapped, but … I’ve been working and going to school and getting laid off and I hadn’t had the chance until today.

Anyway… Trapped. Starring Charlize Theron, Kevin Bacon, Courtney Love, some other actors, and a cute little girl. The basic story is that Kevin Bacon’s character works with his wife (Courtney Love) and his brother (some guy) to kidnap a series of children, each for 24 hours, and get away with it. Charlize Theron plays the mother of their 5th victim (cute girl). To get away with the kidnapping/extortion, the three kidnappers each kidnap one person; Kevin gets the wife (and usually coerces her into sex), Courtney gets the husband, and the brother gets the kid. They do it while the father is out of town, so that the kidnappers cannot be caught at the exchange of money for child – Courtney accepts the money from the father, the brother leaves the child in a crowded public park, and Kevin drops the mother off near the park when they have the money. A pretty good setup. They threaten that if the police are contacted one of them will come kill the child, so none of the four prior families have fought back or even tried to turn them in. This movie is about the fifth family.

I must say that based on the description so far, you’d think that the kidnappers would be the bad guys you’re supposed to hate, and the family are supposed to be the good guys you cheer for. I really tried. But Charlize’s character and her husband and even the daughter just kept doing stupider and stupider things throughout the course of the 24 hours. The kidnappers, while not entirely making good decisions throughout the movie, had a pretty clever plan and proved that they could followthrough by completing the first four kidnappings without any problems whatsoever. I almost admired them until the end of the movie when they started to get stupid.

Except they still weren’t as stupid as the kidnapees. Charlize understood that if she tried to call the police or fought Kevin or tried to escape that her daughter would be killed. The husband understood that if he didn’t get the money or fought Courtney or tried to contact the authorities that his wife AND daughter would be killed. The cute little girl surely understood that her life was in danger. Yet not one of them could go more than a few minutes without trying to escape, fighting their kidnappers, trying to contact the authorities, or doing other increasingly stupid things. Charlize took a scalpel and tried to cut off Kevin’s genitalia, knowing full well that if he bled to death and didn’t call his brother, or if he got pissed off and called his brother early, or if she did something stupid like threatening him with a very sharp knife, her daughter would die. The husband, knowing that his daughter is in the hands of people who could simply let her die of life-threatening asthma, strangle her, shoot her, rape her, whatever, and more than once he assaulted Courtney and even managed to paralyze her lungs so she nearly suffocated like his daughter could at any moment. The cute little girl pretended to go to the bathroom, stole a cellphone and ran off into the woods in the middle of the night, knowing that things like “running away from a killer”, “being scared for her life” and the like could instigate a lethal asthma attack at any time.

These are just a few examples of the stupidity in Trapped. There are many, many more, including a two-person airplane trying to land on a busy freeway full of speeding traffic and a kidnapee wilfully removing an FBI-placed wire right before vital information is revealed. From very shortly into the movie you will begin to hate the “good guys”, and before the movie is over, you will want to walk out so you don’t have to worry that they’re trying to end up dead or with a dead family member. I recommend that you do not see this movie.

Kevin Bacon does very well for the bulk of the movie, his acting top-notch. Charlize Theron is very convincinly stupid throughout. Courtney Love is just as sleazy as we have all come to expect. Yet it adds up to a very disappointing movie without a single redeeming character. Everyone but the brother does things to endanger the plan or endanger their own lives and the lives of their family, and we can’t like him because at one point when Kevin doesn’t call right on time he actually begins to kill the cute little girl.

Of course, if you want to find characters to hate that are unbelievably stupid coming together in a situation that could have gone a lot smoother than their behaviour allows, go for it. It’s only playing on a few screens though, since it’s such a bad movie.

Coming back

I’ve been back for about a week now. I think I got my sleep schedule screwed up enough that now that I’m back into the exhausting daily schedule of getting up at 5 to work until I get home at 3:30, then getting ready and leaving for class by about 4:15 and working on whatever the exhausting project of the day is until I get home around 7:45 when I begin work on homework (usually for the opposite class, since it’s due the next day) until around midnight or whenever I get too tired to drag a pencil (or other drawing implement) across a page and I go to bed to lie awake for about an hour before I can finally get some rest before I repeat the whole thing the next day. So when I woke up this morning around the time I was supposed to be out the door for work feeling like somone who’s been woken in the middle of the night for some unexpected emergency, I wasn’t too concerned. By rushing through breakfast and not packaging lunch and riding in faster than normal I managed to only be 9 minutes late. My brain assures me that now that the “late for work” emergency is over, I ought to go back to sleep until a more reasonable number of hours have passed. Last night for some reason I took an extra 20 minutes past my exhaustion point at midnight to do a Photoshop Ping Pong volley before laying down to not fall asleep for a while longer. Yesterday at lunch I took about a 40 minute nap. I’ll try to do the same today, though with having to go buy my lunch taking twice as long as just eating a lunch I already have, I may only get an 1/2 hour. Considering I’m considering napping while I take phone calls this morning, even a few minutes of rest would be appreciated.

It’s cold outside. Weather.com says it’s 58 degrees now, but that it was around 54 degrees when I rode in. Since I’m still wearing short-sleeved shirts, this was not particularly pleasant. Wasn’t it like, 105 degrees when I got home just a week ago? They indicated the high is expected to be 77 degrees today. The lows for the next two weeks stay around 59-60 degrees. This just isn’t right. I realize that in other parts of the country, and in many other countries, 60 degrees is very comfortable compared to the harsh winters experienced, but I tell you what: I just about need to wearing a coat for the bikeride into work at these temperatures. Of course, with highs next week in the high 80’s to low 90’s, I couldn’t wear said coat home. Stupid weather. I’ll see what I can do with Long-Sleeved shirts made of heavier materials. I should probably find my hat, too.

Two weeks. 20 posts in two weeks. I was sortof waiting until my last post dropped off the Most Recently Updated list on the front page before I started posting again. Two weeks though… With the highest site traffic ever. During the month of September, more people visited Modern Evil and its blogs than in any month in the history of Modern Evil, including the summer of 2000 when Iain’s comic featured oversized breasts for a while. Even in the last two weeks when I haven’t posted word one on this site, around 40% of the traffic is still on this blog alone. I guess I’m finally being listed on Google, my rockin’ domain attracting unsuspecting visitors. Still, I wish there were more independant content being added. It turns out that very few people actually look at the Photoshop Ping Pong volleys. Maybe I should advertise them more prominently on the site.

A little more on school: Due to my vacation, I am a couple of assignments behind in my Drawing class. This weekend I have to do three assignments for that class, each of which was designed to take not less than 3 hours, plus a 2D Design project that will likely take around 3-5 hours. Plus a ridiculous amount of laundry, and if there’s time I’ve got to mow my lawns soon. In the front, some of the grass comes up to the middle of my chest. Oh yeah, and sleep. I was hoping to get some extra sleep this weekend.

… I keep trying to think of what I wanted to write about, but I just keep getting back this or that about needing sleep. I think I’m going to go lay my head down for a while. I’ve been doing this long enough; I know I should be able to take these calls in my sleep. Anything is better than nothing, just like in love.