As Yogi Berra once said, “This is déjà vu all over again.”
Zak Turango and Wildomar Magazine have gone through at least three “timeouts” over the past three years.
The first time out was voluntary, when I was appointed to the Trustee Board of the Wildomar Cemetery District, when I erroneously concluded that, perhaps, it might be better if I did not publish my usual opinion, satire, parody and commentary, but that didn’t last.
Second, in May 2009, I suffered a stroke and spent nearly a month in the hospital in Burbank. However, once I returned to my home, I found out that there was still an appetite in the community for my brand of commentary, as I still had daily curious readers, who apparently came to Wildomar Magazine for a different perspective.
So I eventually returned to regular writing, using it as a form of occupational therapy.
The third brief hiatus occurred last year when the publisher of the Wildomar Gazette attempted to stifle Wildomar Magazine by claiming ownership of the name “Wildomar Magazine,” through the filing of a fictitious business name with the Riverside County Recorder.
Unfortunately for the envious among us, copyright laws favor the first person to put pen to paper, and the threat disappeared from sight, as did the Gazette itself. After discussion with legal counsel, Zak returned to his commentary.
Currently, Zak will have to refocus his creative energies that produced Wildomar Magazine for economic reasons.
On April 15, 2011, I received notice that I was being “laid off” from my part-time position by my employer, apparently as the result of an internal restructuring imposed upon them by their primary client.
Suddenly, I was 64 years old, partially disabled and unemployed, and perhaps, unemployable.
However, I immediately called my “headhunter,” who has landed me several positions over the years. I made phone calls to various competing companies, making job inquiries and forwarding updated resumes.
Fortunately, my reputation in the claims industry apparently preceded me, and I received a return phone call, after leaving a voicemail message regarding my availability, and was employed once again by May 03, 2011.
And now, barely one month later, my status with my current company is being elevated to full time status with increasing responsibilities so it is imperative that I refocus on the important things in life that keep food on our table and a red-tiled roof over our heads.
Sadly, I will still have no stomach, or money, for a Mello Roos tax.
Needless to say, the pace of writing must slow, to some extent.
As an aside, although an important one, this article is number 500 since Wildomar Magazine first incepted in July 2008 under the Word Press banner.
And, within two days, the number of individual views of Wildomar Magazine will surpass 65,000 individual views.
(Editor’s note: At approximately 9:00 PM on June 01, 2011, the 65,000th visitor to Wildomar Magazine arrived. I wonder who you were?).
Zak tends to measure his success by the number of elected and appointed officials who cannot bring themselves to make eye contact with Zak, or carry on a casual conversation in public venues.
Based on that metric, Wildomar Magazine has been wildly successful.
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