The End Of The End

I have retired from retirement. It's the end of an era. After months of dedicated service to no one institutional entity, but instead to God, humanity, and myself (and, let's be honest, to the cause of television viewing), the end has come. I didn't get a gold watch or anything! I did, however, get a new job, and that's pretty exciting. I am now well on my way to becoming a real estate mogul. In truth, I am nowhere near mogul-dom, but if I'm going to do it at all, I suppose that has to be my goal. That gives me what I consider to be two jobs at once - the other, of course, being stand-up comedy. That brings my list of jobs (little stuff excluded) since college to:

1) assistant director of Henry S. Jacobs Camp in Utica, MS
2) youth and family life director of Temple Israel in Memphis, TN
3) stand-up comic
4) real estate mogul-in-training at Malkin Management and Investment Co., inc. in Memphis

Now, see if you can follow this strange coming-together of these four vocational me's. I am writing this post from the Henry S. Jacobs Camp in Utica, MS, where I just arrived with a group of youth from Temple Israel in Memphis. They are here for the weekend for a youth group convention. I am here because I have been hired to give a stand-up performance for the convention-goers and the members of a synagogue in nearby Jackson, MS, tomorrow night. I took my first day off of work from Malkin Management to ride down here with the kids today.

All four. Right there. One paragraph (though I admit that the first day off part is a weak part of the story, but still, you know!). And the world has not yet ended. Or if it has, word has not yet reached rural Mississippi.