No pot o' gold

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View of a rainbow from my street in Port Neches. Instead of a pot of gold, there's a chemical plant at the end. As they here in Southeast Texas, "smells like money."

So far my job search has been less than fruitful. The only responses I've gotten are an email recruiting me for a variation on the classic 419 scam and a call from a Houston company. Turns out the job was in Atlanta; if they'd kindly noted that on their website I wouldn't have wasted my time applying. If I don't get anything going by the end of this week, I suppose I'll start looking for some temporary work.