Ode to Trees

I love trees, I mean really love. I feel like when I am standing under one that I am in the presence of God, part of His extravagance. That is why I can't understand these "people" in my neighborhood who constantly cut them down for no reason. I know lets just kill a 40 year old tree so we can get some more sun on this hotter than hell planet, whats 40 years? I know, lets just not have any trees or grass or bushes and just all live on concrete slabs and mark our property lines with chalk, it will be like one big party in a gigantic parking lot. Sounds like fun!!

I am professional at being umemployed

I have no idea what went wrong in my long stream of terrible jobs, but looking back on the whole thing is some kind of special torture. If it wasn't the economy, hiring freeze or whatever it was some boss that had to be the stupidest person I ever met, then there were the ones who outright repeatedly and methodically manipulated me. So here I am, again, unemployed. I am just about ready to dump the whole "corporate" thing and label it for the horrible abomination it is.