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My resume could use some work. My brother, he's successfully employed, by which I mean he makes ridiculous sums of money in a corporate daycare. He's a little more socially acceptable than I am, be blends in, doesn't make waves.
I'm generally not so easygoing.
He's sent me a list of action words I should be using in my resume, the same words that everyone else uses, they'll help drive it up in the recruiters ranking.
Words like "Reported, Resolved, Suggested, Summarized", you get the idea. BORING.
So I've compiled my own list of Resume Action Words, not all of which are applicable but they sure are a damned site more interesting.
Feel free to use them on your own resume:
Overthrew, conspired, insurrection, subverted, procrastinated, napped, guillotined, executed, argued, obfuscated, indoctrinated, tortured, vilified, cautioned, pestered, annoyed, obstructed, broke, crashed, quit, failed, discouraged, destroyed, embezzled, defrauded, assaulted, sued, litigated, misallocated, misappropriated, unionize, prevaricated, demoted, insubordinated, degraded, humiliated, revolted, convicted, denied, deceived, conspired, emancipated, impeached, ...
There are more. You get the idea.
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AN early night at work, thankfully, but work at home to catch up upon.
Traced the "500 Internal Server" to the tag-cloud component of the site, uninstalled & reinstalled an updated version, now appears to be working. I've yet to fix the blog listing of all articles, so for the moment all articles will have to be published to the front page.
And I've been thinking of the I-PAD, not because I want one, but because I've been curious what would be the "next big thing" in computing.
The I-Pad isn't it.
From what I've seen, the Microsoft Courier is a big potential contender. I like the touch screen interface, if it's lightweight and portable enough...
What I really want is some sort of touch screen interface that will recognize my handwriting and offer the ability to sketch vast mental maps that extend for kilometers beyond the boundaries of the screen and offer the potential for unlimited zoom.
Probably it's just me, but the mental mapping software out there, with it's dependence on keyboards and mouses, is rubbish.
What I want to do is to sketch, with a stylus or brush, images, ideas, thoughts, questions, over acres of virtual territory. With my hand, not a mouse or a keyboard. I want to be able to organize my thoughts. I want a virtual notebook that will take my writing as I put stylus to page, change it into legible type, allow me to explore related ideas, drag in images, soundclips, videos, links.....
Probably the Courier isn't the next big thing either, but it seems a whole lot closer.
And I'm working on other, more detailed posts, so this evening is a little shortchanged. I'm preparing my next Kijiji listing - for a genii infested oil lamp, almost there, just need to round up a few parts and take a few photos....save your money
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I was fixing the blog section and, well, you've probably noticed.
I spell fix with a "U".
So, apologies if it's acting up, but possibly it will be fixed in the very near future.
Until then search for articles by using the search function, or by clicking on the appropriate category link (beneath the title of the posting).
Good luck....
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Starting in Kensington at 8:30, most of the households were still setting up. So I went to the nearby Starbucks, swiped a few more cards, a coffee and a fudge something-or-another, waited a few minutes then began.
It was OK. Some X-box games for the boy, sheets for the bed (as mine have mysterious stains that won't seem to wash out), a cutting board (I need a cutting board!!) and, last but not least, a set of 2 Laguoile game servers (?) (forks, I'll call them), for 50 cents.
Horn handles, the bumblebee on the side, they're beautiful. Completely impractical, and what I really wanted was a Laguoile corkscrew, but they'll do for the moment.
And a cutting board. I need a cutting board. This cutting board, for a toonie, weighs about 30 pounds and that's this trip.
There are other things, a bunch of intellectual books over-analyzing "The Simpsons", the author in attendance (introduced by his wife), I didn't stop and peruse as I have no use for living and/or successful authors, so I left them behind. Lots of good books, but I'm behind in my reading so the books were passed over.
There was a beautifully hardwood & leather sofa, Victorian styled but made in Indonesia, tempting but I have a sofa and don't need another.
Tarot cards and a book on how to interpret. Always useful.
The weight of the finds of the day, of the cutting board and the sheets, it's dragging me down so I go and wait for the bus and unload my treasures at home. Then back to a few I saw advertised closer to home - more X-Box 360 games, X-box games, Wii games for the daughter, they're the real winners this time out, this weekend alone the boy has got a dozen new games for his X-Box systems....some cufflinks and tie-clips (passed on to the people at work), aprons (IBID), beanies for the daughter and that's it.
It's too late in the day now to have a nap, I'll never wake up and so I simply get ready for work and go. A shame, I was on a roll, I could have garage-saled alll day....
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Up far too early, plotting the days route.
There's a huge parade of Garage Sales in Tuscany, but it's in Tuscany. Take the train to the end of the line, wait for a bus, then walking through endless suburbs.
Fortunately there are a few closer to home - the Treasure Chest sale on 4th Street and a small Community Sale north of Kensington.
Choices, choices. As I'll doubtless want to nap I'm choosing the ones closest to home.
And, this done, there's still time to drink my coffee and catch up on the weeks news. No one won the 50 million dollar Lottomax jackpot, now my only hope is to have recovered my investment in minor subsidiary wins (I can hope...). The title, of course, is a play on Schrödinger's cat, who was both alive and dead until you opened the box and checked, my too-brief lottery dreams are dashed as a result of my enquiring as to whether I won....
It wouldn't have lasted anyways, it would have leaked out at work, in my daily errands, the best I could have hoped for is that it was won in Calgary and the winner hadn't stepped forth to claim the prize, such news would have kept the cat alive and the ticket stubs in my pocket. More offerings are needed for the Shrine of the Beloved Virgin.
It's almost time to go, loaf at the bus stop, waiting (forever) for buses that may (or may not) show up, I could walk but as it's half a day off I have a policy of doing as little as possible, there will be plenty of walking through the community...