sometimes i get comments on what is written in this forum. when i wrote about doing karaoke, 'radiohead' by creep, as well as a friend being on comedy central, a comment was left- in Arabic. i noticed the commenter seemed to have a facebook-type page, when i pressed on the link, and i saw plenty of pictures of faucets, carpet, and vacuum cleaners. the comment itself i needed more time to figure out, especially when i wanted to go perform in the evening. when i shared it as a facebook posting i was advised by mason city to paste it there and have the yemen native translate it. he liked mason city's comment, saying 'good chance it is about dick pills'. although my searching seems to say this is likely not the case. after i was done performing i found out there was a service from 'ask bing'. and there was 3 hits. the last one spoke of water leaks detection, and some mention of 'alahsa', which may be in Saudi arabia. there was also pictures of a man in bib overalls and using a floor buffer. the other picture was of a man using a wrench on pipes under a faucet/sink. my next comment on facebook was 'great!' it appears the comment was an ad for home improvement services! of course i learned something from this experience, and i do have a love of learning. but it sure was a weird way to learn something about a language i knew nothing about. suffice it to say, it appears that the comment had nothing to do with writing about doing karaoke or a friend being on TV. so it does appear to be like some other comments i have fielded before, where it has nothing to do with what i actually wrote. sometimes this is called 'spam'.
i went to the library in the afternoon and filed 27 more job applications with a bank, so the total is now 72. i did hear from a former boss, who is now at that bank. but it is hard to say how much help he can be on getting me a job there. i applied with a few insurance companies as well, and one of them had an assessment to complete online, a simulation of the work i would do for them.
i made it to the performance venue in the evening. it was a night of having to deal with a disruptive man, i felt like it took too long for the bartender to call the police. he did it twice, and this was in a part of town where there was plenty of police nearby. i am thankful that the man left for good before my time onstage, i was on near the end of the show. one comic kept laughing about it, i said there was nothing funny about it, to me it was just plain sad. i did ones about grocery store bags, my iowa sweatshirt, being touched while doing karaoke, old school terms, 3 appointments in one day, and the comment on my blog in Arabic. the normal show runner showed up but apparently was ill, explaining why there was somebody else serving as MC, and also apparently why we were not being filmed.
i went to the library in the afternoon and filed 27 more job applications with a bank, so the total is now 72. i did hear from a former boss, who is now at that bank. but it is hard to say how much help he can be on getting me a job there. i applied with a few insurance companies as well, and one of them had an assessment to complete online, a simulation of the work i would do for them.
i made it to the performance venue in the evening. it was a night of having to deal with a disruptive man, i felt like it took too long for the bartender to call the police. he did it twice, and this was in a part of town where there was plenty of police nearby. i am thankful that the man left for good before my time onstage, i was on near the end of the show. one comic kept laughing about it, i said there was nothing funny about it, to me it was just plain sad. i did ones about grocery store bags, my iowa sweatshirt, being touched while doing karaoke, old school terms, 3 appointments in one day, and the comment on my blog in Arabic. the normal show runner showed up but apparently was ill, explaining why there was somebody else serving as MC, and also apparently why we were not being filmed.
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