Where in the World is Killer
I got a few comments recently asking where I was working and in what part of the country. I guess it is my fault. I sometimes forget what I have said and not said. Or maybe i take for granted that you more frequent readers will be able to read between the lines and pick up on subtle clues.
I left Sacramento after working my ass off, literally. I literally worked 110 pounds of my ass off while in Sacramento. Watch where you step while you are there, it could be anywhere.
I arrived in the land I grew up in, also known as Jackson, Mississippi, and spent a few weeks visiting and seeing if I could find a few of my ass pounds.
I flew to the Philippines to meet my usual travel companion, Chad, and his younger brother Manius. We would spend four fun filled, crazed weeks there and a few days in Bali, Indonesia.
I arrived back in Jackson, MS (Did I mention it’s motto is, “The Bold New City”?) and started casually applying for nursing staff positions at several local hospitals.
I decided upon a job in the Recovery Room at a medium sized hospital called St. Dominic’s Hospital. It is run by real-live nuns and everything. I am guessing that the youngest one must be about 112 and the oldest probably knew Jesus personally, or at least went to school with his brother.
I am still living with my occasional travel companion, Bam, and his family. I get to live in their bonus room, it is quite nice and always chock full of excitement and adventure. A 14 year old girl can really add some drama to a household. Throw in a cat possessed by satan, two small dogs, one dog the size of a horse (literally), and Bam’s Grandmother-in-law, and you will get a good picture of where I am living. I am pretty much banking on them not even realizing I am still living here, without paying any rent, for as long as possible.
To keep you as up to date as I am willing:
Bam and I are in the legal/financial stages of acquiring a business franchise, that will remain unnamed until official. Why else do you think I would move back to Mississippi?
A special shout out to Jester, for his invaluable advice, from first hand experience, on the one million reasons NOT to open a coffee shop.
Hopefully that will tide everyone over for a spell. Ya’ll Come Back Now, Ya Hear?
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Posted by killer on 10/09 at 09:32 PM-
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i was caught up on everything except where you decided to work for a bit. have to admit, i’m a tad surprised that you will be working with all of those ancient nuns. at least it should give you plenty to blog about!
screw the coffee shop...the beer emporiums are where all the money is. heaven knows that is where all my money goes. yum!
By hellohahanarf on 2007 10 10
Great Update! Happy you seem to be happy lately! Happy Killah keeps the world going ‘round ya know. anyways *huggles*
By Mayren on 2007 10 10
so, your keeping what’s left of your ass down in Mississippi, eh? I expect plenty of fun Killer/Liz party posts then.
By churlita on 2007 10 10
I do not think that the old nuns went to school with Jesus’s brother. Most nuns are Catholic, and Catholics didn’t come about until three or four hundred years after Jesus went back to heaven. So unless these women were already three hundred years old when they became nuns, they must be a little bit younger than that.
By laughingattheslut on 2007 10 10
Hello:
The ultimate plan is to open a brewery, but we need to raise a lot more liquid cash. PLUS: the Quality beer appreciation is not so high in MS.
Mayren:
I would probably be happy in a cardboard box, but this is happier.
Churlita:
I do as well, apparently that is the only way to get Liz to post now.
Laughing:
No one is born a nun...so it is feasible that they were a bit older when they joined up.
By Killer on 2007 10 10
So, do tell, in Mississippi, what is the “quality appreciation” at a high level for?
By dmarks on 2007 10 11
dmarks:
Bud, Moonshine, making it to 30 with at least one tooth, chitlins, and Nascar.
By Killer on 2007 10 11
Q: What has 100 legs and 18 teeth?
A: The front row at a Willie Nelson concert.
By dmarks on 2007 10 11
well you must have a ton of that great coffee sitting around, ya know you could just send it on to fresno......
are you having any trouble keeping the weight off now that u are home?
you look great in your pics i was just wondering if its more difficult now.
did you know sherri went back to methodist?
she hates it!!!
By jo on 2007 10 12