Day One

"I'm all zoned out in the right brain today". Is what he said to me. "So what does that mean?" I asked. "Does that me you aren't able to think on that side at all?" I was trying to clarify. "No." he said "I am only able to think on that side".

Here is a list of things that happen when a person "zones out" into their right side:

-laying down off and on for short times

-picking garden veggeies

-looking in trash can

-sitting in the street in a new plastic chair (from the garbage)

-making a kick ass "kitchen Atari 5200" game zone!!!!!

First night

Walking along on the first night of Roger's termination from his former occupation he spotted a "perfectly good grill" by the garbage. It had two wheels and a heavy lid. I carried the top portion and he pulled the grill behind him. We marched in single file like a rag tag reject parade. We made a HUGE amount of noise as we walked it home, a total of 10 blocks. This was the first night of Roger's unemployment.

The art of unemployment,

Upon arriving home from work I was surprised to see that my husbands old "Fortune" magazine was sitting on the coffee table. I assumed that it must be because he was "thinning out" some of the items in his office. You see, he had been (had been) a financial man. The kind of guy who got all gussied up in a business suit every day to drive down town and ride an elevator up to a glass office so that he could "do stocks and bonds". Sometimes I would laugh in my head thinking there was just a small difference between "doing stocks and bonds" and "doing cocks and blonds". In the financial world you were still a hooker of sorts, fishing around for your "johns" but much less at risk for the all too troubling S.T.D.'s of the microbial variety and more at risk for the S.M.D.'s (stock market declines) of the cha ching variety. With the street tricks at least you might get off some of the time which would be a bonus. Dealing with the pimps would be a terrible ordeal but then again, Rogers former boss was good at being a pimp.

So, he breaks the news to me that he he has been chopped, axed, fired, whatever...and I am relieved. Happy. I am glad it's over. I am honestly looking forward to whatever he will be able to do next. I am not worried, at least not right now and this blog will serve to chronical his life on the dole. Every aspect of life should be captured as art, in my opinion and in this blog I will show how he will be utilizing his time as a tragically unemployed knot head. Enjoy.