Well, finding myself on the other side of employment I had to quickly find another job so I can keep paying the bills. After two months of diligent searching I finally landed some work, but alas, it is in Norther California, in the east bay to be exact. So now I begin the bi-weekly weekend commute back to San Diego to stay with the wife, the child, and the dogs and have some fun. I miss them all dearly. Funny how now that I'm starting to get calls for work down in San Diego, but I have to tell them that I'm already committed to doing the work up here.
I have rented a room with a nice roommate. I have my own room, bathroom, it's a nice house in front of a golf course which is part of a country club. The weather has been hotter than Hades though. Overall, this will work out fine, but I wouldn't have done it if it wasn't for the money they threw at me. This will enable me to rent a place here and still send more money back home than I did before. Wish me luck...
"Why did The New Yorker, which perpetuates the myth that they employ an
army of meticulous fact-checkers, pollute our understanding of mind and
brain by publishing these fabrications for decades?"
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Asks Steven Pinker, on X, as he reads the New Yorker article "Oliver Sacks
Put Himself Into His Case Studies. What Was the Cost?"
Pinker answers his own qu...
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