Welcome to Hitsville!

So, as I mentioned earlier this week I attempted to take "baby steps" towards achieving the goal of this sabbatical: finding employment that I will enjoy, as well as put myself mentally in a place where that is possible. Many steps in that direction were taken this week. As I said the other day, I passed up a glorious day of skiing as well as shaved off the beard. But kept a moustache. Going through life with a moustache is quite amusing, I must say. You just have that look, that smirk on your face that says, "Yeah. I'm rocking a 'stache. Deal with it bitches." So if you see me in the near future, that is what I'm thinking at the moment.

Other highlights of the week:

I had fish for dinner twice this week. Tuesday I had a nice piece of sea bass, while last night I ate a nice piece of grilled salmon. Fish is brain food, as well as heart food. Baby steps.

I made it to the gym 5 days this week, something I think I may have only done once during this sabbatical, probably only once in my life. For those at home looking to mimic my tremendous athletic prowess, my routine is as follows: Monday and Wednesay-15 mins on elyptical machine, 2o mins weight training, 10 mins stretching, 20 mins in Sauna. The Sauna is the icing on the cake. Tues, Thurs-30 mins on elyptical machine, 25 mins weight training, 10 mins stretching, 20 mins in Sauna. Fri-30 mins on elyptical, 15 stretching, 15 Sauna. As Borat would say, "BooYaKasha!"

Adam Lambert absolutely killed it on American Idol Tuesday night with a "blazin, out-the-box" rendition of Smokey Robinson's "Tracks of My Tears." So blazin, in fact, Smokey just sat down from giving young Lambert a Standing-O. I have watched that performance 3 times. Please don't tell anyone.

I am in first place in my NCAA March Madness Pool. However, with Memphis losing last night like a bunch of cowards, it may not be for long.

And finally, I actually applied for 2 jobs. Absolutely monumental. The first, for a Director of Sales, for a company called Global Relief Technologies. A Director of Sales position may be a bit of a stretch, but I figured why not. Can't hurt. I've had enough sh*tty managers in my day to know what it takes to be a good one.

The second is a position that I feel is a bit more realistic, a medical sales rep with a company called Stryker. I know 2 people who work for Stryker, and seem to do well with it. So I applied for the position, which is in a division called Navigation, that apparently sells $4-500k machines to hospitals. People who do well will sell maybe 3 of those per year. I have a college friend down in the armpit of America, New Jersey, who does very well with Stryker and has given a recommendation to HR for me, as well as passed along my resume. As I said earlier in the week, I think the field of healthcare/medical devices is one which is not as affected by the "Great Depression" and is an area of general growth. Baby boomers will soon be oozing out of hospital windows if they aren't already. So, hey, it may not be the most glamorous of work, but I think it potentially pays well, doesn't revolve solely around cold-calling, and also has more daily tasks than simply "selling." Which is what I'm looking for, plus I kind of have an "in", with the two guys I know who already work there. So stay tuned for future news on this front...

Now if only a smokin hot, intelligent, personable, funny, skier chick who loves temporary moustaches would approach me over the weekend, we'd be in serious "bidness."

On that note, everyone have a safe, happy and healthy weekend...I now have been recruited to go help a friend move. He was very misleading in enlisting my help; I got a couple texts while at dinner last night asking if I was going to the bar this evening. I called back to say that I was, then he proceeded to ask for help this afternoon. But, hey, as Whitney Houston once said, "That's what friends are for." I scratch your back, you scratch mine and all that happy horsesh*t.

Until next time folks, I will leave you with a piece of advice I received this week, hopefully I don't f it up:

It's who you know that will get you there; It's what you know that will keep you there...