Least likely candidate theory

This is a tough one to explain so just try not to discount it too quickly. I've been tossing this around in my head for upwards of 6 years. The bugs in the theory haven't been worked out but let me do my best to plant the seed and you can kick it around and see how it applies to your own life. While working at a big box electronics retailer I was able to accurately (100%) predict the supervisory promotions based on who I felt would be the biggest laughing stock, the laziest, and most disconnected from the department. The least likely candidate. This happens consistently at larger companies where no one really cares that much. Why this occurs is a laundry list of shoulder shrug guesses. Usually it is based on friendships or the amount of smoke they're blowing up someones ass. It can also be the result of my own hindsight bias. Look at some supervisors or managers and consider what led them to their current position. Then look at potential positions that are open and think it over.

Don't let your meat loaf.

The mesquite smoked bacon wrapped meatloaf. Turned out surprisingly good.

Orchard

There are currently two apple trees in my backyard. In the last two years neither have produced an edible fruit. All the apples have had spots and some even looked shriveled. Previously there was a peach tree but it had been dieing for some time and ironically was the only tree to produce a decent fruit. One peach, and it was excellent. I've since cut the tree down and have been using the wood to smoke meats. Recently I've decided to put more effort into these great resources. I've began spraying them this summer to stop the fungus. I also ordered another tree, a honeycrisp apple tree, and it is doing good so far. At the moment I'm considering adding a couple cherry trees but I'll wait and see how these work out. I drew a picture of myself driving a tractor on an orchard. Enjoy.

Dream Journal

I was at work but the setting ,i.e. desks and surrounding room, was different. I was looking from the perspective of inside the computer monitor looking out at myself. As I watched myself work I was noticing my eyes frantically moving back and fourth. As I was watching I slowly began to see that the me that I was watching was significantly older. My hair was longer and my face was aged and out of shape. Like a weight on my chest I became very sad for the man I was looking at. Humbling to look at myself and think thoughts of sympathy for the years of hard work with little to show for it but wrinkles. Then I awoke.

Nick

On the evening of January the 18th Nick went into his room, and much in the style of an eight year old boy, put on his headphones and began reading science fiction short stories. Quickly Nick fell asleep. Around 9 pm I noticed he was sleeping. I tip toed my way in and turned on the cheesiest music I could find to play into his headphones and increased the volume much louder. Nick remained asleep immersed in his intergalactic dreams only now set to the sweet sounds of Jurassic 5 at near full volume. The following morning Nick had to call in sick to work complaining that he didn't sleep well. He looked like shit.

Cursive