Well it's about 95 degrees outside now... Ron and I just got back from a late lunch.  He was called away to go wash down 'Rib'... Joe Beasenburg actually offered me a job as a tower yesterday... I have no illusions however, he's hoping that if I go to work for him Ron will stay.  We dropped off Ron's resume at the Pilots office yesterday.  He has to get together some paperwork for his Merchant Mariners License and take it to the Coast Guard before he can even think about that job.  Moran is looking for Engineers on their tug boats and he may go talk to them about that job.  After the last few months watching whats been happening with Ron... I don't want to be a tower anymore.

No word on either job yet... this shit is driving me CRAZY!!! I need a job... a real job.

Carol went to the court house yesterday and found the papers I needed in about 5 mins.  She is mailing them to me, so hopefully I'll have it all together by next week so that I can get my license.

Think I'll go work on the sweater I'm knitting....

Later