My Life lately,
by Jesse L Teshara
by Jesse L Teshara
I sit. I'm sitting.
House-sitting, in Oakland, for Sara and Pierre. They, their
just-turned 3 y.o. son Augustus, and Pierre's dad, Peter, are in
Portugal. I am dog-sitting, for their french bulldog, Poutine, a
wheezy, neurotic thing that needs to wear a cone at all times (except
of course eating/drinking) because she scratches her face, and
compulsively licks her paws, which I'm told could result in
amputation. She's a dumb dog to begin with, but she doesn't
understand her menace to herself. I walk her 3x daily. I am a
professional dogwalker. I walk other dogs, too. I am
self-employed, an independent contractor, for Wag! (the “uber of
dogwalking”), which uses cellphones and satellites to track your
walk's route, in real-time, for the owner to see where you go. At
the end of the walk, you write a report and submit a picture of
yourself with the dog (you get an extra dollar if you wear the
t-shirt and put a bandana on the dog, for advertising). In addition
to the route, the report says how far you walked, with a checklist of
whether the dog peed/pooped, and if the door is locked. I started
with Wag! In March of last year (it's April '17). I've earned
$5288.10 from them, so far. I've walked Rilo, Winnie, Sage, Brussel,
Orion, Tallulah, Rex, Buckley, Kaleb, Kado, Indy, Zephyr, Louie,
Buddy, Peggy, Toshi, Frankie, Tank, Sparkle, Myka, Scruffy, Ulla, LT,
Dinosaur, Rutherford, Echo, Abner, Ollivander, Bear, Huxley, Tutt,
Moxie, Maple, Paparazzi, Hazel, Poppy, Ray Charles, and Cody (38
dogs), with Wag.
I also walk outside of Wag. Fido
and Taco preceded them, and are ongoing, although Taco has cancer and
Fido is getting old. They live in San Leandro, and I usually walk
them on Tuesdays, after eating a pastor taco or two at Los Pericos,
nearby, as part of my routine. So, in additon to Poutine, Fido and
Taco, and Kaleb, I walk Junie, who lives a block away from me, for
Teresa, the owner who I met through Sara, who uses her home Pilates
equipment and used to work with her at Berkeley Ballet Theater. I'm
not very good at identifying breeds, so I've omitted that, you may
have noticed.
I listen to music every day. I
have an Apple MacBook, and the itunes has thousands of radio
stations, in different genres and categories (free!). I like
college radio, and I skip around between Cal radio (which is also on
the fm airways), and MIT (wmbr), Princeton (wprb), Harvard (whrb),
CalPolySLO (kcpr), UCDavis (kdvs), Yale (wybcx), Stanford (kzsu),
UCSanta Cruz (kzsc), and gdradio.net (Grateful Dead radio). That's
ten, which seems apt (listen!). There's also Clave (in Argentina)
and Musique (in France), which are pretty good. Occasionally, I
listen to stand-up comedy. I watch very little tv, usually only at
the gym or at Sara's. I go to the library almost every day, and
usually have more than one book checked out. I have a subscription
to the Economist, which I supplement with the daily New York Times,
(at the library) and the weekly Christian Science Monitor (online).
I get daily news from the Washington Post in my email. I also get
daily email trivia, vocabulary, a daily poem, and book excerpts.
Wikipedia is fun to surf, and I do, frequently. I have thousands of
trivia cards, and the J! Archive (from the tv show Jeopardy) website
has, I'm told, enough questions to take up 3 months of my life. My
book lists will take even longer (1001, 501, and all the Newbery
winners (since 1922). There's also Bloom's Canon, which is a whole
other ball of wax. A book a day would take like 5 years, but I'm not
a speed-reader, so it will take much longer. I also want to be
proficient at Aikido, and do yoga, and bodybuild, while eating
(mostly) vegetarian. I have a gym membership at the local YMCA. Dating, of course, is in the mix, but I'm 45,
and not very motivated. If I can overcome schizophrenia, that would
be the best. I'm told it's “chronic, episodic.” So we'll see.
I've got a lot going on.
Will I find a woman and job I love? Will I
get better? Will I finish my reading list? Will I have a family of
my own? A house? No matter, I'm doing okay as is, as Uncle Jesse to
Ben, Declan, Augustus, and Esme. (missing a C). I'm Chuy (Jesus,
Isai). I like writing my blog, and I wonder if I can make it into a
published book. Between The Secret (by Rhonda Byrne), Think and Grow
Rich (by Napolean Hill), and Master the Game (by Anthony Robbins),
that might be a good start to an even more lucrative, rewarding
career in the future. I won the Journalism award in high school.
Maybe I should discipline myself to be a writer. I DO enjoy it!
How to be God, lol. Just Be Good! (Just Be). :-)
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