Book:Tango Lessons

For 2018 I didn’t read at all.  I’ve tried to read, but my mind was just occupied with finding employment.  So this year am going to try to make that effort to get back to reading.  My first book for 2019 is Tango Lesson by Meghan Flaherty.

Reading this book just reminding me of my dancing days in college when I learned how to dance salsa, but also learn some of the ballroom dancing like tango. Learning the steps from a instructor, then practicing those steps with a partner.

Tango Lessons is about a girl learning how to tango  whose had a scared past.  Learning tango she broke away the layers that keep her from being comfortable around people and especially being close with men.

Jury Duty

Jury Duty, we all gotten that letter, summon you to be at the court house at 8am in the morning to be a potential jury.  On Monday that where I was.  It my 2nd time being summoned and having to show up.  I do remember my mom calling me when I was going to school that I was called up for jury duty, lucky enough that was a excuse to be dismissed.

Well Monday morning, showed up at the court house, and when through all the security screening.  I did have my small bag with me which I had all my stuff to hopefully keep me busy if I wasn’t called.  A book to read and my sketchbook along with some color pencils and black drawing pens.  Followed everyone else to the jury room, turn in my paper, took a sit and await for everyone to take their sit.  Then the judge came in, gave a little speech and swore everyone in. There was 30 minute wait until they started calling people and for some reason I had a feeling they would call me. The first group of 65 people they called, I was number 4.  Out of those 65 people, 12 would be selected to be a jury member in a aggravated assault case.  The judge hearing the case was the same one who swore us in.

So 65 of us waited outside the court room, for more then 30 minutes.  Watching people passing by as they exited the building or going through the metal detectors and screen by the security guards.  Looking at the people coming out entering and exiting the court room thinking that was the person to tell us, you are all dismissed or that they are ready for us to enter the court room.  Seeing attorneys talking to their clients in the hallways.  We were called in by a security guard, entering the room, seeing both the defense council and prosecutor standing in front of the room with the judge behind them.  It was a weird feeling since I was sitting front row only to later hear that I along with the rest of people sitting front row have the best chance of being one of the 12 members that are going to be select.

In the next hour or so both prosecutor and defense will be questioning us and just walking us through the process of what assault is and the punishment. Trying to see what people opinions are and how they feel about punishment and sentencing someone, to our bias against the defense client, to witness, and police officer.  My whole thought process was not to say anything.  I didn’t want to stand out, but both council mention that it usually the quiet ones that get selected.  That really didn’t change my mind about not speaking out.  It wasn’t because I didn’t want to, I had nothing to say or to ask.  This was a whole new experience for me and a lot of the information was just not sticking in my head.  We were dismissed for lunch and am sure just like me, there were people wondering if they would be pick and just like me am sure there were a lot of people who didn’t want to be pick.

Everyone return from lunch and all 65 of us waited and watched people going by.  Then the security guard came out and everyone attention was toward him.  Hoping to hear good news that we were going to be let go, but the guard was just asking us for our jury pin that we were giving earlier in the morning.  From across the hall someone ask him is this a good sign, the guard reply maybe.  Again we waited for a few minutes and again the guard come out and call out a name.  We saw the guard along with this individual disappear behind the courtroom doors.  After about 5 minutes that person came out, but again the guard came out.  Everyone eyes focus on him, but the guard call another person name and they disappeared behind the courtroom doors.

The person came out after five minutes in the courtroom.  My mind was wondering if these were some of the people who spoke out during the defense and prosecutor questions.  Was it something in their response that they weren’t sure or were they being told they were selected to be one of 12 jurors.  The guard appear again this time telling all us to come in and just to sit where ever. As everyone pour into the court, no one dared to sit in the front row.  I guess no one want to be called or take the chance to be assign a jury sit.  I sat on the second row and as everyone us was finding and taking a sit, the guard said in my direction we know who you are.  Then the judge said some final words along with both state council and defense.  The judge gave some directions, that if your name is called to come sit to the left side of the room where 12 sits awaited. Names being called, I wasn’t sure if they were by number or by last name.  The third name they called out was a lady that was sitting next to me, she was number 3.  After that I was listening to the last name being call and after the 8th juror called, I was sure I wasn’t going to be pick.  It was a relief that I didn’t hear my name.  Then the judge thank everyone for their time, honestly and he was going to dismiss us for the day.  The guard mention we wouldn’t be dismiss and we all need to report back the the jury room.  The judge was a surprise since that has never happen since he been judge. At the same time as the guard said, “report to the jury room” a female clerk walk in waving in the air a piece of paper that was our ticket that we were done for the day. We were officially dismissed from jury duty.  We all could go home with the exception of the 12 people called.

2018 Journal

I’ve been keeping a journal for about 3 years now.  Why do I keep a journal? It feel relieving to just let whatever you have on your mind and just put it on paper and leave it there. Not only do I just write, but also doodle, draw and watercolor when I have nothing to write. What do I use for my journal? I don’t use a regular notebook that most of us used to keep notes in school.  For my journal in 2018, I used a general sketchbook that I found I my local hobby lobby store that was within my tight budget.  It a hard cover and at least able to handle light watercolor washes.

Happy New Years 2019

Happy New Years!!!

2019 is here and am not sure where to begin with this post. My goal to finding a job still hasn’t change.  It mind blogging that I can get a short temporary job, but can’t seem to find one that is stable.  As we were saying good-bye to 2018, I was temporary working at Macy’s. It not my first time working there during the holidays, but I wonder why do I get hired temporary for a position using the same resume with the same job history, but can’t get hired for something full or part-time. Am not trying to be negative here, but now we are in a new year it something I trying to understand.  I will just mention that retail, dealing with clothes, standing and walking for a long period of time is something I don’t like doing.

For 2019 I really don’t have any goals in mind or looking forward to accomplish anything. I’ll keep my usually routine of just going to the gym, doing my walks around downtown, journaling, keep working on my art / drawing, and my film-photography.  Will be doing a post on journaling soon and in my other blog, my photography will be posting there to. Yes, finally able to send some rolls of film to get developed.

Volunteering

Volunteering, it great that people do this to help a cause or something they have a passion for. What I don’t agree about volunteering is having to do it just to get work related experience.  With that said, sometime at the end of October I decided to volunteer at the center library.  I decide to volunteer, because my job hunt to find a job isn’t leading to any job offers. Why the library? Well it that was my second option and my first option was a museum.  When museum received my background check the volunteer position I had discussed with the volunteer coordinator was already filled.  They had another position but i wasn’t interest in.  So I decide to volunteer at the library. Honestly I don’t know what I will get out of it cause getting a job there is very competitive.  I convince myself, what do I have to loose except two hours of my time. So for that past month I volunteer one day out of the week for two hours at the library.

So far the duties I’v done are pulling books off the shelves that the computer system has listed missing and are going to be “retired”. These retired books are removed from the system and sent to the library store where the public may buy them for a few cents or a dollar.  I think they also give them out to schools or organization in need of books, but not to sure about that. The other task I’ve done is checking each service desk has the supply they need like pens, pencil and small scrap paper.

Its been 4 years.

Well I haven’t blog about my progress in drawing lately.  It been 4 years since I started drawing again. It funny looking at my first sketchbook and seeing all the portrait drawings I did and compare it to the ones I’ve done lately. You can actually see the progress and the more likeness to the actually person. Am still trying to improve in my shading and trying to draw different portrait angels. There are still area I haven’t experimented in such as drawing white hair or facial hair. Drawing people of darker skin color and faces of older people that have much more facial details.

All of my drawings are were done awhile sitting on the floor.  I don’t have desk in my room and don’t like being in area where people are passing by. Plus I do a lot of my drawing at night when everyone else in the house is asleep.

When I first started drawing 4 years ago.

Drawings I did just a month or so ago.

two week laters…

 

After two weeks and two day, I decided to quit my job working at Subway. Not because I didn’t like it, but I wasn’t getting enough hours. When you are only getting a few hours and the pay is only $8.oo/hr that is not enough to live on, pay the bills, and just to get by.  The manager was only giving me about 13 hours a week and when I look at the upcoming schedule he only assigned me 5 hours for the whole week.  I already mention to him that I wanted more hours and his response was to only get more hours was to pick-up shift when people call in. At the same time he had hire someone else just a few days after hiring me. That person is receiving more hours then me.

Now, I felt I was doing okay and learning as fast as I could, but when you only have me coming in two day out of the week, it going to take me awhile to learn the ropes and get comfortable doing them.

A much need break

This week I was hired at fast-food restaurants as a part-time employee.  It is not the job I would have want because it pay low, $8/hr.  Am thankful that the manager hired me and willing to take the time to train me. Am really not sure why he hired, but during my job hunt this past month I decide to do something different on my job applications.  I started to not, not put down that I have a Bachelor degree unless it a requirement for the job position. Weather he would have hire me if he had known I have a bachelor degree, I don’t know. Just seems odds when I made that change, I get called for a interview and hire.

So far I’ve only work two days for four or five hours.  It be interesting and a lot of information to take it.  Actually it just feels weird even though it a straight forward job. I have met some of the other workers and they all seem okay except for one that I met on my second day.  When she walk in I just got this bad vibe from her. She didn’t take 10 second just to introduce her self or just a say “hi”. She seems very bossing and “bitchy”. When I was finishing with the last customer I could hear her complaining to the manager how am doing things wrong.  All I did was just say “sorry” toward her so she know I could hear her.  I sure the manage pick up on my tone of voice, but I really want to tell her, “instead of complaining what am doing wrong, maybe help me out and just show me.”

Well will see how things go. Hoping I”ll stay there for awhile and just see what direction I should take in finding a better paying job.  Am still in the process in volunteering somewhere to gain some much need experience.

Why I’ve been MIA

I haven’t been blogging much cause my attention has been finding employment which I haven’t found nor has any employer that I’ve submitted an application is willing to hire me.  I was working with the alamo workforce in hoping I can get some job training, but after a good solid 3 months I felt they were stalling in helping me get that job training.  So I terminated the partnership.  At the moment I with a temp agency, but I think this partnership will also go south just cause I lack work experience.

I thought about volunteering somewhere and a week or two ago put in a application at one of the local museums. I don’t approve that people should have to volunteer just to get work experience. I’ve done volunteering in the past, but it never work out.  My only reason for doing it now is that I don’t know what else to do to just get a hired.  So will see what happens with volunteering.

 

Friends and politics

Why do people say, “I thought I knew you” or ” I can’t believe you support X and Y.” They will continue on to describe you on how they thought you were, but really never took time to know you on a one-to-one level.  I’ve had several people who I know from my college years tell me this after reading or me giving them my opinion on a political and current issues going on. In this day of age, is it fair to say, to know someone well you need to know their political views?

It interesting on how people will re-judge your character once they learn about your political view or where you stand on a certain issue. I feel am still the same person I was 10 years ago, just that I didn’t voice my opinion and no one ask about it. People have a different ways of thinking of things. Take a look at Kenya West and how people just hated on him for it. Questioning his character and that he was crazy.

One of the issues where my views differ then my friends is this whole illegal immigration and separating the parents from their children. I don’t agree with separating them, but they did break the law. In any other case where an american citizen broke the law and were being sent to jail, they too would be separated from their children. Right? I sure this applies to any other democratic nation that are governed by laws. If you are a single parent and you broke the law and going to jail, if there no other relatives to care for that child, that child is put into a foster care or a child protective agency. Am not here to debate just want to give an example.

Anyone else been through this with friends? How do you feel about it?