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The Landmark

I love the Landmark. I never ate there much when I lived in Charlotte before, perhaps because it was too much the “upscale” version of a diner, where everything was (gasp) about a dollar more than it was at Athens or San Remo…

This time around, though, I’m a definite convert, and I’ve decided that it’s only partially about the food, although the food is quite good. What I really like is the fact that, even though this is pretty much nothing more than a high volume diner, the service is remarkably professional. They make you feel rather special while you’re eating your eight dollar meal, more so than many places make you feel even when you’re chowing down on a twenty or thirty dollar meal. I like that a lot…

There are a lot more things I like about Charlotte. Almost enough, you might think, to start a whole different website…

Rejection

Job Quest ’05 continues. I seem to be getting both more nibbles and more rejection notices lately. I assume the latter has something to do with the fact that I’ve lately been submitting fewer emailed or faxed resumes and more online applications, which are more conducive to automated responses…

It’s slightly more pleasant to be turned down by a computer than to be ignored completely by an HR person, I guess…

Parking

Reason I like Charlotte better than San Francisco #42,348:

Parking my car in the long-term airport lot in Charlotte for FIVE days will cost about the same as parking it in the long-term airport lot in San Francisco for ONE day would…

People Are Human Too

Maybe it’s a big sign that I’m becoming the old codger I’ve always tried so desperately to be, but the thought of paying fifty to a hundred bucks to see a band play for an hour or two just doesn’t have the appeal it once did for me. Of course, the thought of paying more than a hundred bucks to see some sucktastic spectacle like the Rolling Stones NEVER had much appeal…

If I were ever going to be tempted by such a splurge, though, it would defintely be by Bauhaus on Hallowe’en…

Traveling to the City of Doom

In about eighty-four hours, I’ll be in San Francisco visiting my hubby for the fourth anniversary of the weekend we met. Fortunately, we’ll be LEAVING San Francisco with twenty-four hours of my arrival, bound for a weekend in Fresno…

I’m very happpy to be making this trip, because I miss Mark something fierce and because I’m looking forward to seeing some friends. But I have to say that the San Francisco aspect of the trip doesn’t do much for me. I’m not actively dreading it or anything; I’m just a touch ambivalent. It’s rather like going through a bad breakup with someone and then running into him at a party shortly afterward. I’m not quite ready to deal with San Francisco just yet. Fortunately, I won’t have to deal with it very much…

I sometimes wonder if I’ll ever really be excited about visiting San Francisco again. I imagine that some sort of nostalgia will set in at some point, but I think it’s going to take quite a while…

Strangely enough, I miss LA a whole bunch. Probably because I never lived there…

Fall Has Arrived After 13 Years

Y’know, I’m not exactly sure if I should be flattered or depressed at the several mash notes I’ve gotten based on that old picture I posted a few days back. After all, no one prefaced their remarks with “of course you look great NOW too….”

Alas…

I’m gonna go drive around and take pictures of dead shopping centers now. I was going to hang around the house today, but I’ve got two thirds of a tank of nice, cheap $2.49/gallon gas from Greensboro in the Toyota, and it’s exerting a tremendous pull on me…

By the way, did I mention how happy I am that fall seems finally to have arrived? I’ve been looking forward to it for several years now…