Unfortunately, unlike Matt Singer over at Left in the West, I have no ideological overlord. (I’m in the market, though!)
By day I’m a software tester for an undisclosed large corporation with absolutely no ties to politics whatsoever. We make gadgets. My silence concerning my job and employer is for their protection, not mine. I disagree with my employer mainly as to the amount of money I’m paid and the quality of my health care package. Other than that, we’re good.
As a blogger, I am on my own. I don’t even get emails from the Daily Kos. In effect, I am my own boss.
That said, I, like some others, have some shameful revelations to disclose about my relationship to my employer (myself):
• I could lose some weight.
• I truly regret breaking Regan Rosenfeld’s arm in the first grade. (To be fair, he snuck up on me and karate-chopped the back of my head.)
• I cheated on a Latin test in middle school.
• I stay up too late, despite my better judgment. Blame blogging.
• Sometimes I find baseball dull.
• I once owned my own bowling ball.
• Eating bores me.
• Although I pretend otherwise, I really enjoy watching U of MT football games.
• I like to hike, but I don’t like walking.
I could go on.
Over at Matt’s site, “Jake” claims that many of us bloggers are just trolling for jobs in candidates’ campaigns. How right he is! Unfortunately I believe I’ve blogged myself out of any Montanan’s campaign. I mean, what self-respecting Montana pol wants to be associated with a half-crazed pro-gay, pro-choice partisan guttersnipe? Sure, I’ve worked on farms, but never on a cattle ranch. Plus I look terrible in a cowboy hat. (Tho’ I look d*mn fine in my John Deere baseball cap with the plastic mesh back.) I don’t know how to ride a horse or throw a lasso. I don’t even speak with a Southern drawl.
But the single most d*mning fact that ensures that I will never, ever work with a Montana politician…and I mean ever…
And brace yourselves, Montanans…
I’ve never fired a gun.
So have no fear, Blackbird-ers, this blogger will never be corrupted no matter how much he wishes he were.
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August 14, 2006 at 4:36 pm
I’ve never fired a gun.
This ids sumpen we shall have to remedy, now idn’t it?
/scottish brogue
August 14, 2006 at 4:44 pm
They’re so d*mn loud!
August 14, 2006 at 5:21 pm
You shold try shooting while you eat, takes some of the boredom out of it.
August 14, 2006 at 5:24 pm
I prefer killing with my bare hands. Same with eating.
August 14, 2006 at 7:22 pm
Sometimes you find baseball dull.
You’re dead to me. :)
August 14, 2006 at 11:10 pm
You’re dead to me.
Aaargh! I knew you’d hate me!