Friday, December 29, 2017

raindrops keep falling on my head

i went to 2 karaoke venues tonight. at the second, i did 'raindrops keep falling on my head' by BJ Thomas. i had read how it was part of the movie 'butch Cassidy and the sundance kid' from 1969. i had to look up the performer so i could do the song myself. i read the biography of dick enberg, 'oh my', and there was a story about him singing this song at a UCLA basketball game. does it fit what i am going through at this point and time? possibly. lines like 'not going to stop the rain by complaining' and nothing is worrying me'. since i am still unemployed. the part about rain does not, since it is subzero weather again. i did one song at the first venue as well, balloon artist is MC there. i did 'good life' by one republic. i liked the part about London, since i have been there. and since i am a recluse, the part about my friends wondering where i am. i noticed some balloons that were touching the ceiling, wonder if they ever get them down, there was three.
   i had a haircut in the afternoon, probably long overdue since it had been more than 3 months. i liked talking about various subjects with the stylist, such as 'anne of green gables' and ice cream cakes from dairy queen. at times i have said i wish i had a sunny personality like some of the people that i know. but i know i am dour, and have been for a while.
   i did more 'pounding the pavement' including going to downtown st. paul to scout out some temp agencies. i made it to three, not sure where the fourth was unless it had been closed. things change of course, and i saw some mention of 'space available'. i also went to the state office and picked up some flyers, including one about a big job fair next week. i made some calls to agencies, but some things will have to wait until next week for the new year. one stop was in the wells fargo building, floor 31. i had never been up to a floor beyond skyway level there. reminded me a little of taking elevators at the tower formerly known as sears in Chicago, some were express elevators.


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