All I’m saying is that a day after I saw Obama at NC State, I had a job. The man has game.
Yes, a month here in the country, and I’ve already gone to my first Presidential rally. I’m sure many of you expected that. The trip to NC was on short notice; Stacie got the message from NC State last Monday, we queued for a couple of hours to get tickets on Tuesday, and he was there on Wednesday. That’s Government efficiency at its best, I’d say. I’m a cynical, pragmatic political observer, for the most part, but down there at the front, standing about fifteen to twenty metres away from the President of the United States…that was quite something. Hopefully, when the 2012 election starts up in earnest, I’ll be out doing my bit to help him get another four years; everything except voting, as that would probably cause a few problems.
Did I mention that I now have my Green Card? It’s quite space-age; it comes complete with an RFID chip and my photo etched into the back via a laser. That’s where New Labour went wrong with their ID card plan - they should have had Blair hold up a mock-up with a holographic image embedded in it - “look how awesome this is! And shiny! DON’T YOU WANT ONE?”. NO2ID wouldn’t have been able to compete with that, I’m sure.
Oh, and we went to the beach for Brandi and Jonathan’s wedding. It was a bit overcast and colder than in previous days, but the rain held off for the event, and we met some wonderful new people. And slept in a closet.
However, I guess the big news for me is the new job. From next Wednesday, I’ll be working for Open Software Integrators, having passed the interview and coding challenge. And possibly letting them know about my chocolate-making side-project. I am not above confectionery bribery, I assure you. I’m still not entirely sure what the job is going to entail, but I imagine I’ll start finding out next week…