I Could be a Jacob…

NO BAKERSFIELD NURSE CLUB…

I AM NOT REFERENCING TWILIGHT!

I am talking about the Bible. The real one…

Dirty Job #8

Today I did some errands, and went back to Ray the Plum guy. Last time I had worked with him, he mentioned a project when the weather cooled down, well, that time is now, and I need money. So I go over and talk to him, and apparently (this is where Jacob comes into play) Ray has una filia multo bella. Translation: he has a very beautiful daughter. This is the same guy who also offered me the chance to live in Calabria on some of his family’s property as a business partner.

For those who don’t know what I’m talking about when I bring up a Jacob from a book that doesn’t involve being a werewolf and fighting vampires in Washington… I turn once again to Wikipedia:

“Arriving in Haran, Jacob saw a well where the shepherds were gathering their flocks to water them, and met Laban's younger daughter Rachel, Jacob's first cousin; she was working as a shepherdess. He loved her immediately, and after spending a month with his relatives, asked for her hand in marriage in return for working seven years for Laban.”

And so… as I worked my way down the row of string beans, I thought of myself and this lovely Italian beauty, raising my employer’s grandchildren on a beautiful plot of land at the tip of the boot (Reggio Di Calabria – GoogleMap it if you have to) overlooking a river that passes right by the house and of course Sicily on the distant horizon.

Aaaahhhhhhh…

As it turns out however, Ray has grandchildren already. Contrary to what I believed when I first met her, she would not be classified as a “panther” had it happened (a woman who is within 5 or so years difference of a younger man) she would in fact be full on “cougar” status.

So, that wasn’t exactly my great news of the day, what was my great news of the day is the fact that I will have work for at least a week at a steady and consistent rate of pay. Also, Ray agreed to practice Italian with me, which I pretty much could use some work on. I am getting practice though which is good.

I also hardly had any headache today, the little bit of the one that I did have was cured shortly after drinking my Pepsi ration of the day however…

Losses and Victories. The story of every day really. Today also I found out through Myspace.com happens to be my 100th day since leaving California. I’m not gonna lie… I could go for a either a tri tip sandwich or a carne asada burrito. Jan’s pasta tonight though was still quite an excellent way of ending my very Italian filled day.


Bona Note Amici (good night friends)