Gainful employment...

has been secured... sort of. I am working my first day as an intern for the Redwood Coast Energy Authority, it's going well. I'm working to invoice all of the bulbs that the other interns are installing at residences around the area. The organization is a NFP that works through grant programs set up through Pacific Gas and Electric (the Devil trying to do right.) PG&E sends the list of its customers to the Authority who then notify the customers that they'll be stopping by to offer free Compact Fluorescent Bulbs for every Incandescent one they've got. The customer gets savings on their bill, the Authority yeilds the state rebate for each bulb, PG&E gets the state and federal incentives for energy reductions and the planet gets a breather on energy generation! It sounds suspiciously simple, but if it's a shell game... this sucker has yet to spot the gaffe, an until then, I feel very good doing my part to help.

The job pays $9 an hour, better'n a kick in the throat. It will look great on my resume' as well as introduce me to the guts of local, state and possibly federal interactions in the advancement of sustainable energy designs and policies. The major issue that revolves around the job is, how many hours can I afford to put in here? I just got moved into the place here in Eureka, I'm not completely thrilled about it. It's great that I've got a roof over our heads for the foreseeable future, and that the lease is month-to-month... but without a vehicle, the scheduling of class time, homework and all things Arcata is gonna be a bit nightmarish. The Authority has told me that I could conceivably have many hours here after school, and Gabe, who until recently worked for quite a while at the Authority, has said that they can suck a body dry if allowed to.

This seems to me one of those moments where it's necessary to sacrifice in one area to realize in another and have the whole operation better off for it. With that, I'm figuring I'll try to pull around 20 hours a week, save up for the car and try to not get too far behind in the studies so that once I've got the car, my schedule will be back up to speed. Details to follow.

one less fire

I signed a lease today. -sound of Jason exhaling-

It's not much to look at, a little Mother-in-Law unit behind a house (don't tell them I'm not a mother-in-law) in Eureka. I'm paying too much for it, but it's month-to-month and they're cool with the cats. So I'll be hunkering down there until the summer when the market opens up with the exodus of students. At that point I'll do my damnedest to get back into Arcata. Classes are moving along well enough, it's a lot of work and speaking of which, now that I've got the lease, I'll be looking to get a job... I will need to be getting wheels of some fashion. Details to follow soon.

Where God lost his Birkenstocks

I'm in Arcata. I'm at friends of my brothers who are positively EXCEPTIONAL people. They have introduced me to their friends, I have played board games with them and their friends... that just seems to be how it goes down in these parts.

Case in point...

I have been phoning half of the county for leads on apartments and such. One had even mailed (of the snail variety) an rental application. Anything that cannot be returned in at least a quasi-immediate manner... bottom of the pile. Fast forward to two nights ago, I have a call this snail-mail landlady back after she'd left me a message. She informed me that the space she'd advertised had been rented, she recommended another apartment complex. She had friends that had lived there, it was a vintage remodeled hotel with Murphy Beds and clawfoot tubs. She liked older buildings, and Blue Lake; the town she lives in. She's lived there for the last 30 years, since she moved back to the area after having moved away, Blue Lake only has two police officers...

...and so it goes, I received a pretty decent historic perspective on the area from this woman's perspective AND I was invited to her birthday party that I went to today at the local coffee house. A lot of people are VERY friendly here, a LOT of people look at folks coming into the area as part of the influx and outflux they have to deal with, and there's a peppering of douchebags; it was maybe too much to have hoped otherwise.

Anyway, I've got a coupla more places to look into for housing. I've got one that I can lock in if nobody else is calling me back. Hopefully, my name is drying on a lease by the end of the afternoon tomorrow. Details will follow and then a tour of the area will commence!!! Won't you come along with me??? on a Reading Rainbow?

The New Year

I am pushing this baby over the finish line. Being able to transition into a four-year over 2000 miles away with a month and a half to do so is not as easy as everyone makes it sound. I'm spending the day watching Sonny Chiba movies and sending out rental applications, I hope to only be doing one of these for any portion of the remaining year. I'm outside of Sacramento at my folks and am working on lining up housing... with two cats. That's the trick of it, lining up housing in essentially one week in an area with an increasing student body and a development resistant mentality. The applications are out and new leads are being dug up fresh daily, so it is only a matter of time, with or without the kitties that I find my housing. They've survived this much, I have faith they'll make it across the finish line with me. Details to follow.