I got some good news this morning on the job front. A position I would really like to have has come available… it’s a position where I know I’d be a good fit both personality-wise and skills-wise. There’s no guarantee that I’ll get it but I think I have a very, very good chance.
Sunday marks 4 months since I was laid off from VP. People have commented that I have stayed unemployed an unusually long time. There are two main reasons for that:
1) I believe in waiting for the right job to come along, not taking the first position I see. I believe that I deserve a great place to work and will settle for nothing less.
2) I haven’t been actively looking. I’ve been using the past few months to do some freelancing work (which has kept me afloat) and to build affiliate-marketing websites that will produce a good side income for me in the long term. Since being off I’ve built over 80 websites – almost one per day if you don’t count weekends and holidays. Anyone who thinks I’ve been doing nothing but going to the bar since October doesn’t understand what I’ve been up to. Except for a few days I’ve been up and in front of the laptop getting stuff done by 8:30 AM every day, and I’ve rarely knocked off before 4:30 or 5 (although I’ve taken my work to the Saucer with me on quite a few occasions).
Anyway, keep your fingers crossed for me. I can’t say more about this position right now, because doing so would give other IT people a lead on where to find a job and create possible competition.
However, I do have the name of an IT recruiter who did me a kindness above and beyond the call of duty this morning (related to a different position)… I’d be happy to refer qualified people to her if anyone is looking. E-mail me (paul@paulryburn.com) if interested and I’ll do introductions.
Hmmm… 66 going to 75 as I type this. I think it’s time to take the laptop to the Saucer’s window and do my work from there this afternoon. Today I have to re-learn how to author Windows help files, a topic I haven’t touched since 2003.


We started at Handy Park, where we listened to Texas bluesman Jeff Strahan. I was worried about sitting out in the cold, but they had a heated tent! Nice! We had great seats right behind the judges. While Jeff was performing, I caught up on the latest BBQ news from our team captain Chuck.
Then we moved on to the Tap Room, where a bluesman with dreads (didn’t catch his name) was on the stage. It’s the first time in over a year I’ve visited my mug at the Tap Room. As a member of the Mug Club I was able to get 22 ounces of PBR for $2.25. Not bad. I used to be a regular at the Tap Room and realized last night how much I miss the place.
Then we went to the Old Daisy. Our interest there was not so much the band, but the fact that Chuck and I had never been inside the Old Daisy, and Mikey hadn’t in many years. We wanted to see what it looked like inside. Above is a pic of the main room with the band performing on stage.
We were particularly impressed with the Old Daisy’s back room, which had a full bar and memorabilia from past concerts all over the walls.
Chuck (in his “Elwood Que” persona from the Ques Brothers) and Mikey pose in front of the Old Daisy bar.
A view of the posters and records on the walls of the Old Daisy’s back room.
Me on the Old Daisy’s stairs with Gloria, Leigh, and Harmony. Yes, the “I Love Romanian Girls” shirt is still around.
The gang at a table at the Old Daisy. Leigh, Shane, Harmony, Mikey, Gloria.

Crowd shot


Here’s a pic of the Nuh-Uh Girl eating.
Here’s another pic of the Nuh-Uh Girl eating. Note that she had a bowl in the pic above and she has a plate here, so this is a different helping.
No this pic isn’t upside-down. Esther and Stephanie were sitting on the couch as I was standing behind it. I leaned the camera over and took the pic. Stephanie is trying to keep her tube top from falling down. I heard there may have been at least one wardrobe malfunction, very appropriate for the Super Bowl.
Girl-on-girl action
Another pic of the Nuh-Uh Girl eating.
The Steelers fans in the crowd cheer the game-winning touchdown.