Mr. Bill And Me (Yet Another Production)

5 years ago today, I was about 5 months unemployed.

A couple of opportunities presented themselves between February and June of 2013, but it was a sad lonely time of daily repetition, sending out cover letters, emails, answering the occasional call, going on the less occasional interview. When July rolled around, I was near the end of my proverbial rope.

One day in late July, I walked into my bedroom and took the following picture:

I posted it on social media and people liked it. Mr. Bill became a welcome distraction. A month later I was offered a job and started in September. I'm not saying Mr. Bill changed my life, but the timing seems fortuitous.

I've long thought about compiling the adventures of Mr. Bill into a some coherent record, aside from the scattering of photos in my google albums.

Behold: the birth of yet another Bill Cohen blog, Mr. Bill and Me.

I will be posting and dating the posts as accurately as possible.

Mr. Bill got around.

Enjoy.

Poem Suggested By Autofill (10/4/2016)

The 

Raging 

I have been treated well 

by the time of day. 

I'm not going to be 

my last day of work. 

I'm not going to be 

out of town until Sunday morning. 

I'm sure that you can find 

the right thing to remember. 

Great! 

Sorry I missed your call. 

I'm not mad but hopefully I 

Will be at the shop on the bridge to the Free Clinic. 

I'll let you know when we get there. 

I will keep you updated on 

my phone and call you when I 

put the brown sugar in the morning. 

The Moons of Uranus the intended recipient of this information 

to help you with the two missing Russian women 

who have been working in the morning of the Lambs. 

I'll be able to come to the Free Clinic 

in the a.m. I'm not sure how to initiate the sender immediately and delete this message.