Why I love the Internet

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Read the rantings of the truly delusional. Read some more. Stop when your brain hurts. I always love it when someone like this proclaims that he is the wisest, smartest human on Earth.

The Foster City Board

In stark contrast with my horrible Pacifica board, today's interview in Foster City was quite plesant. I arrived a few minutes past my 0930 appointment, but since they weren't quite ready for me, this wasn't a problem.

I was greeted by John, the FCPD's operations manager. I had met him briefly at the POST test, and he remembered me. I was informed that the person who was leaving has decided to stay, and so they are only setting up an eligability list at this time. Not a problem for me.

Once inside, I was introduced to the panel. The board was made up of dispatcers from near-by towns. This was nice change from my last two boards; there I was seen by cops and firefighters who almost seemed bored or annoyed by the task.

The actual questioning went well. I had all the questions laid out in front of me, so I had a chance to prepare myself for what was coming. They were similar to the ones I'd seen before, and the preparation with memebers of the extended family had helped (thanks kshandra, dafydd, and clairaide!)

The big ethical situation invovled being on duty on a Saturday day shift (0700-1500) when your relief calls in to say he's sick, and won't be in. The only person you can contact is the grave guy (2300-0700) who says he's visiting familiy and can't be there until 2000. You have play tickets for 2000. What do you do?

The next week, you hear this co-worker telling a police officer about the great party he went to on Saturday. What do you do?

A few weeks later, he calls in sick. You can hear what sounds to be a casino in the background, and you know he was spending his days off in Tahoe. What do you do?

The interview lasted about 30 minutes, and I think I have a chance here.

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Tim Powers stole my brain!

I just finished reading Declare, the latest from everybody's favorite weird sf/f writer. To put it briefly, you will look at the Kim Philby incident during the Cold War, and know that Powers got the true story, that something on Mt. Ararat in eastern Turkey holds a power unimaginable... and the real reason why the Soviet Union fell apart in the early 1990s.

If you haven't been introduced to Powers' work, start reading it now! Try On Stranger Tides, his pirate novel. or Dinner at Deviants' Palace for the uncategorically weird, or Last Call and never, ever play Poker the same way again.

clairaide really introduced me to him (actually she forced a copy of Last Call into my hands and told me to read it or die.) So I must thank her for this wonderful addiction.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go hide under the bed and clutch an Ankh all night.