When it rains, it...well, it rains a lot here

So I realize I'm spending a whole lot of time on this computadore. Yes, it can be explained since it's kind of what I do. What can't be explained - or at least should not be rationalized - is the amount of time I spend surfing the web. It's shameful. Thing is, at times I have thought that in order to keep up with pop culture - also part of what I do - that I needed to actually spend more time keeping up with whatever new video or photo or what not is being passed around. The problem arises when I realize that a bulk of the time I spend online is completely narcissistic. That is, every time I sit down, and at frequent intervals when I'm sitting here, I check hits on my portfolio website, see if there are any comments on my blog (yeah, um, are you people actually reading this?), check my email and peek at the the other places I have words or images posted. It's an odd lust for recognition in a world I progressively feel a part of, even though if you talk to me socially I'll go on about how people spend way too much time on the internet and not nearly enough time outdoors breathing the air and smelling the scents of life - good and bad. I guess I'm doing okay since I haven't Googled myself...in a few weeks.
Anyway, life continues in beautiful Seattle... and it is beautiful. I continue to take long walks almost daily, taking new streets or new routes to the same streets. Taking walks through neighborhoods is really the only way to know where you are. It's easy to drive - and I do that too - but walking provides a street-level experience where you have time to stop and look at that odd collection of toys on the porch or the strange blooming tree on the corner.
Work - remember being single? Remember what it was like when you got to the point where you weren't girl-crazy and you were happy and confident being single and then...BAM! Well, that's how it happened with me at least, and it's strictly coincidence that my wife's initials are indeed BAM. Anyway, after toiling on the job search for a few weeks now, I feel like I'm in that same confident mode. I finally managed to secure a job at (look away, former DFC coworkers) Whole Foods. Yep, hired on as a "Customer Service Representative" or "Team Member" or whatever they call it there. I haven't actually been to the orientation yet, but the writing is on the wall. And yes, I will be bagging groceries. Sure it's not what I was looking for specifically but it's an opening and, well, it's income. And coming from nearly five years of marketing natural foods, I sure as hell better be able to sell them and bag them. As I was saying about being single, as soon as I secure the Whole Foods job, I got a call back from Bastyr University about my application to be a marketing coordinator there. I won't know for at least a week or so, but I again feel good (cautiously) and this job seems so incredibly similar to my job at DFC they would be crazy not to hire me. Rest assured, I will tell them so.
So, more about the single guy analogy, I also got the okay to make some changes to the DFC website under contract. That's income, baby. Also, tonight I met with my friend Shawn here in Seattle, a brilliant actor and budding filmmaker. He has just shot a short film for the SIFF - Seattle Independent Film Festival - and asked me to create the poster and DVD package for his film. He showed us the raw footage tonight and the film is beautiful He is enlisting volunteer services from friends with talent and I am extremely proud to be involved. So work is there. I'm keeping busy. A busy Seth is a creative and productive Seth. Just knowing that the Whole Foods job is there has made me so much more comfortable in my interactions with life. Crazy how that's what it takes. Of course I'll never experience serendipity the way I did with finding Beth, but the feeling is reminiscent. Life is good. Trees are blooming.