Johnny Rockstar

I like my pharmacy. It’s small, the staff is attentive, and the head pharmacist knows what he’s doing—he actually upped one of my prescriptions once because he knew what I had wasn’t enough to stay in my system as long as it needed to. Plus, they have Faygo Red Pop and Grape Soda in the cooler. There’s just one odd thing, and this is the only place I’ve ever experienced this. When I go in to pick up a prescription I always say exactly this: "Pickup for Jamros, J-A-M-R-O-S." If the person hasn’t seen me before she will invariable think I’ve said Jam Ross, and will search the R drawer. Not finding anything there (obviously), we’ll have to have a quick discussion about my last name and how Jam actually would be a very strange first name. I have always picked up my prescriptions by saying and spelling just my last name. No where else has this ever been a phenomenon. Strange.

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I’m feeling very restless right now. We’re between magazine issues at work, which means I have very little to do. Aside from the occasional editing task, I really just spend my time idling working light graphics duties. Mostly I spend my mornings waiting for lunch time, and my afternoons waiting for the end of the day. I know we’re about to get super busy with our upcoming training session, but right now I have way too much free time and it’s getting old fast.

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We have a big training session for the German’s coming up next month—it’s the time of year when my duties extend into chauffeuring, jet ski wrangling, box moving, team building game setting up, room rearranging, score keeping, and general behind the scenes work. I also get to spend a few nights at the Red Apple Inn, feasting on breakfast and dinner buffets. I have a lot of fun during the whole time. The overtime is really just an added bonus to something I’d do anyway. Before it comes around though I have to get a new pair of tennis shoes as I’ll be doing a whole lot of walking, and a new pair of sunglasses as most of that walking will be done outside.

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My dog and I are both craving exercise. It’s been too hot again down here to get outside and do much of anything but sweat. Thankfully a storm came through last night and the low front dropped the temperature for a few days. We’re going to head to the campus tonight after work and walk around a bit. I might play a little disc golf while Shilo runs around after me. She’s got a penchant for chasing discs, but doesn’t seem to care about picking them up when she’s caught them. So it might end up being a perfect way to wear her out while I get a little play time in.

Lest I become a one trick pony, talking about nothing but my puppy on here, I'll mention that I think Kathryn and I are going to see District 9 this weekend. Should be alien segregationist good times.

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We left Shilo with a friend for a couple days while we attended a wedding this weekend. It was the first time I’ve been away from her since I getting her a few months ago, and I confess I was a bit nervous. But when we picked her up on Sunday I thought she was the perfect combination of happy to see me and yet still seeming to have been well taken care of. I was never really worried that she wouldn’t be well cared for, but since the friend has two other dogs, I was a little worried she wouldn’t want to come home. Turns out she did. Also turns out Jack Daniels is the perfect puppy-sitting currency.

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