So, some notes:

What is it like here? Very flat. Very flat and brutally hot. And some days I am as depressed as it is hot, because I have not found work. So come to Houston and fry an egg on the sidewalk and see a depressed guy, jobless, but not without friends kind of enough to provide food, shelter, and all that, encouraging him for his fresh start in a giant brand new city.

But Friday morning a call, and before I knew it I was interviewed and hired by a temp agency that specializes in graphics and various other technical skills. It is now a matter of what they can find for me. Then the phone will ring again and I’ll go out on assignment, rake the cash in.

Here in the flat lands, little jackasses egg my car in the night. Two times now. Damn! Just what I used to do in the suburbs as a kid. That and more.

What is it like at night? Intense air conditioning, book reading, some TV watching. Reading Bukowski poems. When I got here, one of the local stations was airing The Alfred Hitchcock Hour, which was fun but they filled the time slot with paid advertising, the bastards. Still, there’s plenty else on. Also digging into the comic Starman which my friend here threw at me. And more Rollins.

Downtown, poetry readings – somewhat bad, somewhat good. Kinda like everywhere. This city is so large; Roanoke is like a fleck from a crumpled leaf.

Lush green trees. Very little rain, yet a tropical feel. We’re 40 miles from the beach and thinking of going soon. 5-6 lane highways, more intense than DC as far as size, but not as clotted with traffic and confusion.

Sometimes feels as if the brain is a little baked inside. Still adjusting to the heat and the exhaustion it brings.

By bgkarma

BGK is a revolutionary in the mind frame of intention with vibrational swim and entertainment snack to promote edutainment and self empowerment by use of multiple brains or servers to go next level.

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