In keeping with the idea that this blog, in contrast to Rogue Analyst
, is more of a personal page, I thought I'd also post personal information if I think it might be of interest.
It looks like my spending time at Manuel's Tavern has finally paid off, but not in the way I expected. Last night, one of the people, Jim (no last name until I ask if he minds), I've met by going on Tuesdays (the "Local Democratic Government in Exile" night) introduced me to a guy, Lou Zambrana, Zambrana Engineering
, who is working on 'zero foot print ', sustainable technologies and green energy for the military and other government entities. Anyway, turns out he knows a lot of people, mostly at engineering firms, who have government support contracts in Iraq. When he found out I was ex-military and willing (desiring) to go to Iraq as a contractor, he offered to help me. So today, between his conference calls to close a major deal, he personally put calls in to some major engineering contract firms for me. I even got to talk salary with one of the guys hiring for DynCorp Home
/CSC: Consulting, Systems Integration and Outsourcing
[this job might mean I leave country within a couple of weeks or less (I told him I could be available by Friday)].
So, I'm excited and might even see Jorge over there pretty soon. One of the best things is that Lori understands my desire (compulsion) to get over where the action is! Hell, she knew the job was dangerous when she took it (for Super Chicken fans see first listing at http://www.geocities.com/TelevisionCity/5991/sounds.htm). As a lot you may know, I've said for the past year I'd rather go to a war zone then commute in Atlanta, DC, San Francisco, etc. So, unless someone's offering me a job where I can telecommute, I'd rather take a chance at a bullet/RPG then die from a heart attack from road rage. I am really prone to road rage. It's sad, I know. I used to love driving, and I still do on lower trafficked back roads, but driving in this congestion makes me absolutely nuts. I try to be Zen-like, but idiots (anyone who doesn't drive like I want them to) make me scream and shout. A couple of cars I've owned in the past have had dents in the roof from me punching the ceiling of the car. I admit it, I suffer from a serious problem here. 12 step program, maybe?
Besides, I really do want to see/experience what's going on over there for myself. If I can contribute to getting our troops home sooner, and help the Iraqi citizenry take control of their own country, well I think that's worth something. Well, okay, there's also a serious problem finding jobs here, and I figure this 'peace' is going to require our presence for a long time.