So... I was half right. I was in a hurry on paperwork -- my own errors. I was also right that some of the errors are of others, so I am "at fault" for not fixing their errors. So, I'm being reprimanded for others' errors. That's ***king wonderful! I don't suppose you'll be talking to the ones making the mistakes.
Typical. Kill the wrong target.
Gradually degenerating into ignorance and complacency.
Saturday, December 29, 2007
papercrud
Posted by Marcus at 11:14 AM 0 comments
tongue out in a phft!
I watched I Harry Potter & Order of Phoenix. I think I'll try to limit my postings on movies that are worth watching. While it was a shortened version of the stupidest book of the series, it omitted much of what would later be important in the series. You also don't understand that Ron and Hermione are a couple.
Posted by Marcus at 11:11 AM 0 comments
Thursday, December 27, 2007
Did I do good?
I shall qualify this into two categories:
substitute good with "well", in which I get no positive feedback at work. I'm alerted when I err, but not when I'm doing right, good, or well. So, I'm in Office Space where my only motivation is to avoid being told I'm doing it wrong. They blow chunks as sucking up dignity and giving it to someone else. If someone deserves a personal thanks or looking-in-the-eyes, "you're great", do it. The 'atta-boy's are lame.
I wanted to get the funk out of Dodge last night, but spent about 2 hours talking with a woman there who has some hardships in her life. Her primary focus is on the hardships of being a parent. It almost makes me happy to not be one, but there are great pluses to being a parent -- I've not had those, nor the minuses. Anyway, I think she needed an "ear" or two, if for nothing else -- venting. I guess I do good, by just being, alive being there for a time. I got home around 4am tired as anything.
There are not enough hours free to me.
Posted by Marcus at 3:24 PM 2 comments
Happy birthday Charlie
carry on with your indomitable spirit
Charlie had a birthday party at Bells' Roller Dome and it seemed to be quite the success. Another year older and deeper in thought. They grow quickly so don't blink!
I hope you don't get your dad's "skills" as they were with liquids -- note the coffee-like color stain on Keith?
Posted by Marcus at 3:08 PM 0 comments
Tuesday, December 18, 2007
Sunday, December 16, 2007
Turning my frown upside down
Well, I think I might try thinking positively for a while. Though my drive was terrible and my stress was high -- I was soothed with the tender caress of compassion today. I stopped on the road and around ten separate people stopped and asked if I needed help. I never even considered my hometown so friendly and helpful!
Thanks to everyone who offered to help me!
Thankfully, I didn't need it, but it was great that assistance was offered. Be it the season, the city, or the general attitude of people, that has put me in a good mood!
Posted by Marcus at 1:30 PM 1 comments
white roads, white knuckles
Well, I drove from work town to hometown at a blistering 28 - 34 mph. The drive lasted for 2.5 hours including the time I had to pull off the road (possible engine overheat) and shoveling my car free from the hotel parking lot. I didn't like it; didn't want it; happy to be home.
My county of residence did a better job of clearing the road than my county of work. Odd, all things considered, but happy that I saw very few people ditched out.
Posted by Marcus at 1:08 PM 0 comments
hotel stay
I was thinking about staying in town if the weather got bad. The company "splurged" and got me a hotel room ... negotiated trade and I spent the night in town. It's quite the winter out there now. While the hotel of choice they made was not mine, I am not disappointed.
Free; rest; coffee. I only wish I were back home.
Thanks God! Thanks work!
Posted by Marcus at 8:21 AM 1 comments
Friday, December 14, 2007
Thursday, December 13, 2007
God pitched in
Okay ... after 8 blasted days ... my car is fixed...
or no
I was nearly to work -- I made it to 48 minutes there and sputter clunk ... the car died again.
I called the shop and they came to pick up the car. I needed to be to work ... there was no one there willing to come get me. How shocking!
I stepped out waiting for the time that they'd send someone to get me, and then a guy pulled up and gave me a ride there.
So guy just doesn't want me driving that car I suppose. Well, it'd be nice if I had the money to get another one, then ... ro get a different job to avoid having that wicked drive or some other solution.
Posted by Marcus at 10:37 PM 1 comments
Wednesday, December 12, 2007
Capitalize on revolution
So, in opposition to the status quo of sending so-called representatives to vote in our place we have what ... autocracy. What a gip! If a representative is elected ... the duty is to do what is right for:
the nation,
the world,
constituants
To guide him/her are sound reasoning, logical and ethics. Money and party-based ideologies should not impart decision-making. Party R or D have slated agendas, but there are dissenters to these, so they are not static.
The American revolution was based on flagrant misuse of monies and no control over how much or how it is spent. Law was administered from a remote region and was final -- not eligible for review. These same things we have now.
I do not propose a violent destruction of the US, but rather submit a call for the government to act like it is supposed to work. It doesn't get five weeks of vacation! It doesn't paid, then pensions, protection, and lobbyist monies. It serves the people, not the people serving it. I call for the government to stop acting like 18th bureaucratic aristocrats or Czarist Russia.
As the government spends our money for no gain to us and as jobs become scarce, the system will fail. You cannot speak peace with a gun, and you cannot speak success without security. We should focus on education and not on incarceration. We should concern ourselves with health care, not on welfare.
I want more ... more ... and the US certainly can do more. The level of taxation isn't the issue, its the use of the money that is the problem. I also don't like our very few representatives who are filled with personal agendas and "where do I see myself in five years" financially secure after "serving" my term.
"We know what we're doing" with your money. If it doesn't help the nation, then you're doing it wrong.
The US is spending nearly $5 billion monthly on Iraq and Afghanistan. Let's apply that money to cancer research ... think we'll get closer then? How about that money spent on Health care restructuring? How about using that funding for crime units in the US completely eradicating gangs in LA, Chicago, NY? If the war isn't "that costly" to our GNP then, use that level of personnel in the US checking customs, cargo crates, borders, etc.
If you ask families in gangland if the gangs were expunged, 'would they feel safer'. The gangs there are a direct threat and help import crime, people (including slave labor), drugs, weapons, terrorists, and help fund them. Are they then a threat -- heck yes!
Posted by Marcus at 11:05 AM 0 comments
Waste with MySpace
in order to contact someone at work ... I got, "MySpace" ... garbage, garbage, garbage.
I also got spam messages within 2 days of using it. How shocking! I would definitely stay away from MyWaste dot com.
Posted by Marcus at 10:50 AM 0 comments
Tuesday, December 11, 2007
why to buy aides
Oh ... and you'll also need headphones and a nose guard. Yep ... that's why you need Viagra
oh and Absolut Vodka and tequila
Posted by Marcus at 12:18 PM 0 comments
Sunday, December 09, 2007
Saturday, December 08, 2007
my car ...
my car, my car ... talkin' 'bout my car ... my car
My car is still sitting at auto shop. "Yeah ... we get that together on Monday". Hey, that's nice -- merely a week of having it! I am not sure that I will use the shop again regardless of their previous successes.
Posted by Marcus at 11:14 AM 0 comments
remember your freedom at the cost of another's
I think about how "hard" my Christmas is going to be, but then I think of those defending my freedoms, those who've died. I've got it easy ... I'm still here in the states this Christmas. Thank you to all who serve.
Posted by Marcus at 11:08 AM 0 comments
Friday, December 07, 2007
Trains bite! I'm running late
Trains bite! I'm running late again!
Posted by Marcus at 8:23 PM 0 comments
criping?
The people making the most fuss about Jennifer Love-Hewitt are, well ... out of her league as it were. Why should they care that she is becoming adult and developing --- cellulite. Wow ... her legs and bum are the resting places for adipose tissue, much like many women. What is the big friggin' deal, folks?
Oh, and she's engaged -- yep, off the market for those 275 pound couch potatoes and computer typers who couldn't run a block let alone a mile. They know all too well about cellulite. She's engaged, rich, beautiful---face it duds (not dudes) she was never yours to begin with.
Unlike the media, her finance' probably makes her happy.
Posted by Marcus at 12:20 AM 1 comments
Wednesday, December 05, 2007
"C" is for corpse
Pimp C dead, eh? A 33 year-old died of natural causes ... like comeuppance. Live like a criminal ... die young.
Posted by Marcus at 1:55 PM 0 comments
Sunday, December 02, 2007
Too fast to live, too young to die
bye bye
I pulled an incomplete James Dean by going off the road last night in terrible road conditions. I was going faster than I should and what I didn't know was that the left lane was 60% worse than the right lane. I skidded out of control, thankfully not hitting the car near me, then sliding across the highway divider and onto the northbound lane and up onto the other side of the road and finally bumping into a farmer's fence.
The car is fine -- undamaged and rides just fine, but I'll need to get an alignment just to make sure. I don't think I would have had such a nice landing with the old car of mine. I have another blog for geared for my reverence for God, but I'll thank God here anyway.
Posted by Marcus at 10:32 AM 2 comments
Saturday, December 01, 2007
Damn! Flakes! Snowflakes mean Winter.
Damn! Flakes! Snowflakes mean Winter. It's cold too.
Posted by Marcus at 2:37 PM 0 comments
Friday, November 30, 2007
Uh, no ... ninjas!
Thanks to Monologuing MR for the story
Posted by Marcus at 10:15 PM 1 comments
Thursday, November 29, 2007
finished two "tings"
Green River Killer book by Ann Rule and "Empowerment Takes More Than One Minute". Wordy, windy, and stupid story around the concept of share information ... and so on. My company would never ... never go for such a thing. Allow management through and to others -- no way, eh. The company generally slinks away from change -- change, viral like AIDS, right?
Posted by Marcus at 11:47 PM 0 comments
Sheryl Crow has competition
It's lunacy throw down with Paul McCartney's wife and the animal lefts and rights and consumption thereof causing global warming. Yep ... that's queerer than a football bat. Each woman mention is not frosted, but is a flake nonetheless.
Posted by Marcus at 10:43 PM 0 comments
cute child game
Notice ... no sickness ... barbarism, cute, "Where the Wild Things Are" meets "Little Bear" -- same author btw.
Adventure game.
Posted by Marcus at 1:18 PM 0 comments
Branch Lohanians
There's a new sect of a religious order whose precepts are "spend", "buy", "shop", "tramp". One small clause made by our founder was simply, "no photos, please". We, the devoted throngs of jobless groupies embrace this new mantra ... "no photos, please" and shall hereby stone to death anyone who takes pictures of the Lohan. Clearly, she has ordered us to slay people who take her picture, have older pictures of her before her statement, have drawn pictures of her, or have engraved images of her.
Uh ... no, I didn't ask or tell you to kill people.
We, the devoted groupies shall kill all who are in possession of your picture, oh mighty Lohan.
Stop it! "Zealots!" +
+ Toy Story
Posted by Marcus at 12:58 PM 0 comments
playing chicken
I didn't even get an invite but an opossum wanted to play chicken with me last night. I was driving through town when I saw the little critter on the street. I slammed on my breaks and saw everything on my seat fly onto the floor. The good news, though not by much, the waddling wanderer was not struck by my car. I half expected a New Yorker voice, "Hey! I'm walkin' here!"
Posted by Marcus at 12:37 PM 0 comments
try me for this
It's not Muhammad as a bomb or as a cute Teddy Bear ...
no.
I shall envision, perhaps write his name on blades of grass so that each time I mow the lawn ...
I'm cutting down Muhammad.
I hear Jesus, Jews, America defamed, berated daily. Eat this Sudan!
Let your piety find forgiveness not vendetta or you can rot like the things pictured above each and every year.
Posted by Marcus at 12:30 PM 0 comments Labels: political rude
food label
I must have missed it on the food I made last night. Whoa, or rather unwhoa! There was no stopping that train.
I guess my stomach and intestines were in agreement that the insurgent food must be expelled.
Posted by Marcus at 9:29 AM 0 comments
Wednesday, November 28, 2007
snoitaN
Backward nations ...
like Saudi Arabia lashing a rape victim;
Sudan for punishing a person for naming a Teddy Bear Muhammad;
decades of oppressing women and children, teaching a whack fundamentalist view of Islam;
Afghanistan favoring the Taliban who favored enslaving and killing their women and girls;
Somalia for favoring war over peace;
Syria for asking the US for handouts while supporting terrorist groups that hurt the US;
Jordan for doing the same;
Palestine, as it were, for denying the Jews an existence.
I strongly encourage the US to start billing these countries or so-called nations for the support we give them. I know that the US enforced a 21 year-old drinking age by simply offering road funding only to those states adopting the 21 year-old drinking age. While a few states challenged it -- they all succumbed to the drinking age.
"Secure your borders; eliminate terrorists; respect other nations, or we pull any and all funding."
Posted by Marcus at 10:42 AM 0 comments
Tuesday, November 27, 2007
Bill past due
A smart US adviser helps with the financial burden of the war in Iraq. Services will be terminated if bill not paid.
++++
Yes, I know the numbers are a little messy, but the meaning is clear, right?
Posted by Marcus at 3:03 PM 0 comments
Monday, November 26, 2007
Moon landing
I saw a moon landing debunking. The tag line of "proof" was bad, as the postulations were, unprovable, either true or false. The British examiner noted flashes on the screen, failing to remark that the film was grainy as heck, there flashes on the suits as well. His thinking was wire harnesses, trying to explain astronauts' ability to stand on one foot and do many unbelievable feats. This likely comes from a man who cannot imagine 1/6 of Earth's gravity. I guess he isn't a swimmer, right?
Posted by Marcus at 10:21 AM 0 comments
Sunday, November 25, 2007
Trasformers
Well ... it was eye candy, good sound effects and ...
well, there wasn't what I would call acting. There wasn't what I would call much of a plot.
I watched it ... and I'm done with it.
Posted by Marcus at 10:06 PM 0 comments
Saturday, November 24, 2007
3
Posted by Marcus at 12:37 PM 0 comments
Ewwww!
Would be dancer on Gong Show, then I remembered "dancer" in Catina scene in Return of the Jedi. Since I can't find the video clip of the rotund dancer ... you'll have to try to remember the portly oddly dressed dancer in the foreground.
Posted by Marcus at 12:26 PM 0 comments
Using this map as a reference ...
We could remove the cancer sites here (marked in white) and be safer. There is no guarantee that this will permanently remove any and all infection or danger, but it is a very large section. I strongly recommend the removal of this large site.
There are other questionable sites, but with this procedure to remove the worse sections, this will clear up much of the extending infection.
Posted by Marcus at 11:21 AM 0 comments
Friday, November 23, 2007
Just give me something to break ...
How 'bout my friggin' leg?
Posted by Marcus at 11:37 PM 0 comments
Thursday, November 22, 2007
Last Night
Thinking 'bout last night
Undercredited, undercited ... Travelling Willburys
"Last Night" lyrics
She was there at the bar, she heard my guitar
She was long and tall, she was the queen of them all
Last night, thinking about last night
Last night, thinking about last night
She was dark and discreet, she was light on her feet
We went up to her room and she lowered the boom
Last night, thinking about last night
Last night, thinking about last night
(bridge 1)
Down below they danced and sang in the street
While up above the walls were steaming with heat
Last night, thinking about last night
Last night, thinking about last night
I was feeling no pain, feeling good in my brain
I looked in her eyes, they were full of surprise
Last night, talking about last night
Last night, talking about last night
(bridge 2)
I asked her to marry me she smiled and pulled out a knife
The partys just beginning she said, its your money or you life
Last night, talking about last night
Last night, talking about last night
Now Im back at the bar, she went a little too far
She done me wrong, all I got is this song
Last night, thinking about last night
Last night, thinking about last night
Posted by Marcus at 1:27 AM 0 comments
Bigger Fish
Well ... if you hide it, hide it, then reveal it as nothing, you tend to look foolish.
MR remarked that I had "bigger fish to fry" RE: Warren report that details the JFK findings. Why in the world would you seal it? Whenever they "unseal" it, it will be denounced as a lie, just as Roswell was. They weren't upfront and didn't come up with a clever enough lie to make it pan out. Whatever happens now means -- lying government. Either you lied then or now or hid it for no reason.
That was a bad call! Continually unopening it is a bad call. Remove enough platforms and the soapboxers are on the ground and more difficult to hear -- less important. Not opening it and making it seems a conspiracy gives some the soapbox or podium.
I once found a conspiracy "this big" [hands extended from New Jersey to Wyoming, more believable than hands to California, right?
Posted by Marcus at 1:18 AM 0 comments
lest we forget
ZZ Top has legs and despite its end of the run touring, I still remember licks and kicks that I liked. Not to sound too Suessical, I found legs very doable, in all sense of the words and phrase.
If I had money, doggone it, I might buy one.A key feature in videos -- hotties -- babes show legs, light tight frame and wiggles that drive a man mad. Now, you don't have to show grinding to entice a man -- a pretty face, a strut and you've got us!
BTW: a light-hearted girl at work, timid, virginal (I suppose) remarked on a stripper pole today. This same person admonished me for "sonofa" never finishing anything. She is, whom I'd hope, for a daughter -- has an idea of what and who she wants to be and accomplished in her daily work. You don't often get called out by your "hopeful daughter", but you listen when it happens. Sorry K if I'm not the influence I ought to be.
I've wanted to be a "daddy" for a while and if I can be a part-time daddy to some, so be it. Since I'm not the Mississippi type, I'm interested in her being an adult and doing what she wants. If nothing else, trusted council, I'll take. Do well, young 'en!
Somehow, my blankity blank blank devil-blushing profanity hasn't shined at work, though I grumble it smiting my woes wrathfully. I was docked ... "you don't curse", remarking my once ... once, nasty curse. Actually, when I whisper my filth, I hate my job for bringing my sinister nature to the surface. I'd rather be the stuttering fool, unable to bring forth, "damn" let alone any other litany of sick slang lexicon, than to be the hurricane guttural spiteful "jackhole".
Posted by Marcus at 12:55 AM 0 comments
Wednesday, November 21, 2007
Clunk!
Newspaper, nothing!
This sequoia dropped on the porch -- advertisements with, "buy" the mantra.
Sale, in whatever form ... Friday holds "specials" like no other.
Posted by Marcus at 10:50 PM 0 comments
Tuesday, November 20, 2007
strategy
Iraq is suffering under the United States' new strategy of besieging them with lawyers. Armed with subpoenas, writs, claims, and tax forms, the insurgents have no hope but to submit to the paperwork. The weight of the paperwork is now roughly equivalent to ordinance dropped on Iraq.
The good news, while many may lose their lives in this noble cause, the US is improved by fewer lawyers.
Posted by Marcus at 4:04 PM 0 comments
Thanksgiving question ...
Which has more fat? Does number one, two, or three have the most fat? Well, it's not number two. Thanks for more food than we can eat in a week, hence -- turkey sandwiches, ala king, flambe, jerk turkey, soup, turkey casserole, etc. Take only what you can eat? Eat only what your body can take.
Posted by Marcus at 2:58 PM 0 comments
Yesterday's gone
My work yesterday was like this ...
nothing, slow, steady, full, crazy -- open space where I went to my happy place -- crazy, full, steady, slow, nothing
Posted by Marcus at 2:18 PM 0 comments
Pets shipped frozen fresh ...
to your door in 48 hours or less, guaranteed. Just let them warm up in room temperature and your pet will frolic like a happy leprechaun.
Thanks to Cerpicio for the photo
Posted by Marcus at 2:10 PM 0 comments
Saturday, November 17, 2007
Wile E. Coyote
I was lucky to have been allowed to sit with Wile E. for his discussion on how to capture the elusive Road Runner. Sadly, he was not successful during my stay with him, but he had the right gear. He showed me his accuracy with his weapon and with scope and binoculars he found many different prey beasts that he described with lip-smacking and mouth noises. I never did find out how he was a coyote with such phenomenal means -- able to buy equipment that I never knew existed.
Posted by Marcus at 10:01 AM 0 comments
Friday, November 16, 2007
Thanks for nothing
I bought a battery for the car. The design of the engine compartment makes changing it, well ... not simple.
Hey, nutjobs! If you design it impossible, then free oil, battery or whatever, changes should come with it. I found out on the year previous, you had to remove a wheel to get to the battery. What company chair approved that design?
Posted by Marcus at 2:01 PM 0 comments
toupee or not toupee
I got a great rumor ... interesting, nonetheless, that someone at work has a "nice looking", realistic toupee, perhaps. There is no open confession of, "yes ... it's a toupee", but reactions and suspicions arise around a person and his toupee. I never noticed, but then again, I never cared. Toupees are make up for the follicle vain.
Posted by Marcus at 11:54 AM 0 comments
Moa & Nixon book
So far, the format is junk, but I'll stick with it for a while. It started with:
Abstract
Intro
Initialize
Begin
Well, the basics are for people who don't know -- sadly, not something I can easily skip through while listening. Communism, isolationism, idealogical differences, trade agreements. The purpose of the trip was clear, but I didn't know that it took three years of working to get to a point where Nixon could get there.
Posted by Marcus at 11:50 AM 0 comments
Thursday, November 15, 2007
I was ... cough
wrong. Oh my, I wrote it! I was wrong. I will now write that Reagan was guilty in being human, having two weaknesses; trust in others -- even to his undoing, and in never firing someone, as he needed to do. Both of these are typical frailties of humans. I somewhat doubt that he was unaware of the contra deal, but with his delegation of tasks to others, it is not impossible. Therefore, I feel that history will and should look favorably upon his presidency. Damn my persistence!
Posted by Marcus at 12:33 PM 0 comments Labels: political
Wednesday, November 14, 2007
drove a friend to hospital today
A family friend called ... kidney stones, had to go to hospital. I was, of course, on my way to work but certainly pitched in to help the poor man. Ouch! I called after work to find that he was discharged. I understand that he passed one.
Posted by Marcus at 11:02 PM 0 comments
Tuesday, November 13, 2007
What's worse than waiting for
What's worse than waiting for a train? There was two.
Posted by Marcus at 5:31 PM 0 comments
despite
my misgivings and prior disgruntlements about Reagan, I have a little greater appreciation for him, after hearing some of his diaries. I could go into a rant of, "How can you say someone is important if they don't have their picture on bubblegum cards"+, but that wouldn't be for much effort.
+ Peanuts
Posted by Marcus at 1:39 PM 0 comments
Good man
House 79 of State Representation, Indiana. Mike Ripley.
He believes that marriage is a union between one man and one woman. check
He believes we should not use money for illegal immigrants. check
He believes we should better protect veterans and families for their services, sacrifices. check
Huh ... no doubt, he asks for input, holds stances that are mostly inarguable, how could I go wrong? He's always had my vote. Thanks Mike!
Posted by Marcus at 1:20 PM 1 comments
Hey man!
Is that "Freedom Rock", man?
"Yeah."
"Well, turn it off, man."
BTW: Thanks MR for fixing my idiocy ... well, in this case anyway
Posted by Marcus at 12:08 PM 1 comments
Am I fearful?
I don't fear others ... I fear myself, what I could be, what I can do.
I might be the sword in the stone -- the symbol and weapon used so that others may "rightfully" rule. I may also be the beast of the apocalypse, who directs people to a false god, the anti-Christ, thereby damning them. Really, I fear the damage I can do as a person. I could do good (not to be confused with well), but my capacity for evil is as equal to my surrender to my human weaknesses, which are many.
Posted by Marcus at 11:58 AM 0 comments
insidious
Or maybe it's Darth Sidious, either way, kickbacks are business practice. I was trying to learn one thing, learned yet a dark thing still. So, to whom do we pay protection money, I wonder. Hmmm, I'm a definitely not staying there for the "four course" meal, but rather will finish with my second course and be done there.
Posted by Marcus at 11:35 AM 1 comments
Monday, November 12, 2007
Despite gloom... lovely colors of
Despite gloom... lovely colors of autumn. Thanks, God, for car good on rain & colors-however dimmed.
Posted by Marcus at 2:36 PM 0 comments
Sunday, November 11, 2007
nightowl
Monday 5 - closing
Tuesday not at work
Wednesday 2 - 10
Thursday 5 - closing
Friday 5 - 11
Saturday 5 - closing
Sunday 4 - 10
Monday 4 - closing
Posted by Marcus at 10:58 PM 0 comments
My first three hours of work today
looked like this! Only, where I was, I think Satan was in the background laughing at me. Damn him!
Posted by Marcus at 10:57 PM 0 comments
Saturday, November 10, 2007
take you back to schooly
Want a whole lotta love ... want a whole lotta love!
I was going through the inventory and cost analysis of the store and found ... an inconsistency. There is a rounding in some figures that yield different figures. However slight, I must question why the rounding. I will consult the Hong Kong Book of Inventory and see what I gotta do.
I was told, you don't have to do ...
when I did it anyway, I found, well ... some things that need fixing and editing. I wonder if any of my work will be profitable -- to me.+
+ saving bacon
Posted by Marcus at 1:49 PM 0 comments
Friday, November 09, 2007
essentially, the cops would ask
don't fire the gun while you're talking, they can't hear you.+ Sex offender beheaded, burnt, 'hanged unless he gets the singing sword'++. I'd say that is immediate karma.
Thanks to MR for find this.
+ Naked Gun
++ Bugs Bunny
Posted by Marcus at 9:49 PM 0 comments
Shake it up
Well, there is a shortage of managers, can you believe it? That means that a couple are moved around and I stand a good chance of being pushed through to the next level, on basis of ability and need. Well, now, that's ok. That's God's will! God also has protected me from speeding tickets. I was speeding --- not excessively, right past a state trooper, but the trooper pulled over the pick-up truck next to me who wasn't going as fast. Perhaps that driver did something that I didn't see.
I have been able to position people in different areas so that they expand their repetoire being good for them and good for me. The more polished skills they have, the more flexible they are. The sad thing is, I don't have any hours to train anyone in particular areas.
Posted by Marcus at 8:06 AM 1 comments
Mom made it home
My father rested and soon, I shall rest. Work and projects prevail and deny me sleep.
Posted by Marcus at 8:03 AM 0 comments
Thursday, November 08, 2007
Wednesday, November 07, 2007
manual work
I now have three manuals that I have made for work. I am working on a fourth. I also spend my life at hospital and am working 6 days a week. I need a vacation. Tomorrow I go to a meeting, break, then work til late. I will write the impression of my manuals later.
My assignment from work: learn numbers, learn locations, learn product, be prepared to train others, oh ...
and you won't get any extra hours to do this.
Posted by Marcus at 10:02 PM 1 comments
Monday, November 05, 2007
Constitutional appeasement
It's still,"the people, right, ", let's read it... "in order to form a more perfect union of confederate states". It's got liberty, peace, and finite powers to each branch. I know and believe in the checks and balances of the system making no branch superior. There is, however, no disclosure clause nor an abatement to branches unionizing through understood camaraderie for the purposes of power usurpation and retention.
Posted by Marcus at 11:54 PM 0 comments
part deux, Durden
I am waiting to find the wall of people I have "killed" or saved by re-instilling a will to live and excel, forcing them to live in fear of reprisal if they do not fulfill their lifelong dream of becoming ... physicist or business owner, or what have you. My Tyler, not selling fat, certainly has a lot better "other life" than me, perhaps the drunkard me, adept at playing at the frailties of women who fall for my wiles is him -- Tyler, a bastard creation of my half-conscious self. Be it male proclivity or mere, over-sexed male tendencies, I hope the insidious me is limited to consensual sex, not expanding to desperate measures linked to my semi-revolutionary and socialist ideologies.+
not a communist, but rather a socialist reformer, international growth with domestic ownership, far apart from 3% conglomerate of the whole nation. I favor competitive nationalism over elitism through corporate dominion and offshore protection (security) as we have now.
In my vanity, I hope I have inadvertently or overtly saved people, whether they ever knew me or not. Not every Superman wears an "S" on his chest.
Posted by Marcus at 11:08 PM 0 comments
yes, yes ... we all know what I said
There was the years of "Why, that's my penis" jokes. That was followed by, "I know what [name] is thinking ..."
Before that, my friends, we had, "lonely [rude term for female anatomy] in your face."
Later, in the 90s, you got, "This is the end--- of your mama's tits"
In review of my life ... it may not have been so acute, but rather chronic (puff, puff, pass) in progression; my madness, and my in situ Tyler Durden, never apart from me in entirety.
Posted by Marcus at 10:52 PM 0 comments
So you can start shopping
This is my wish list. Thanks for thinking about each item. Any would be just fine, I don't really need them all. Oh, here's Izzy's wish list if you missed it.
I'll admit, mine is a longer list, but you'll no doubt admire my lofty goals, Don Quixote's "dream an impossible dream", Man of la Mancha holds no candle to this --my perversion.
Posted by Marcus at 8:24 PM 0 comments
forecast for snow
Snow? That stinks. I don't want that now! It's too early.
Posted by Marcus at 4:32 PM 0 comments
Sunday, November 04, 2007
My mom made it through
My mom made it through 2 surgeries. 1 more on wednesday. then I can sleep.
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Saturday, November 03, 2007
Friday, November 02, 2007
stressful days
I was at my wits end ... couldn't vent, turned it inward and grew despondent. Now, I just want to vent ... so, I'm going to find a violent online game and play it for venting.
Mum's in hospital, moved to another room, won't leave for another day or two. No visit she has made has ever been short. She's in no danger, thankfully, but there is a chance of heavy bleeding from an outpatient surgery. There are other stressors, but work doesn't alleviate the stress.
give me something to break
or
just shoot me
please
Posted by Marcus at 11:47 PM 0 comments
Thursday, November 01, 2007
V-Day, remembered
I listened to audiobook, "Vagina Monologues". Due to its content, it is not for everyone. From a man's perspective, it was interesting, especially if you through in the psychological perspective. It is not as "helpful" as I would have thought, though it is theraputic many. Any woman who has "issues", especially in self-doubt, expression, or has suffered a smashing of herself at the force or corruption from others, ought to listen to this presentation.
-- the sickness and depravity of FGM (female genital mutilation) is not made as crystal clear as it should be. Especially true is the cold, hard fact that often the facilitators in the non-surgical butchery are often female family members. Talk about a mind **ck! Your mom holding you down to suffer pain and misery and to deny you sexual pleasure, and likely infection and premature malignancies and death. Great!
From the series, I'm rather like Bob, though I doubt that I'd stare for a whole hour, but would rather invite her to accept that she is beautiful and that she, a whole, cannot but "separated" as it were from her vagina.
If there were the corollary, I'd note that my member would wear spelunking gear (perhaps casual jeans and sweatshirt) and would (in two words) declare,
"back again" or "you're supercalafragalisticexpialladocious"
Posted by Marcus at 11:50 PM 0 comments
save the humor, he's just plain jerk
guy at work ... unfailing jerk. His abilities are like Superman's, far beyond those of mere human mortals. He is the Jerk, some putz in command, or rather with title, only wishing he had real command. Imagine, if you will, a 14-year old with adolescent lust, yet virginal. Picture a chronological adult with such stupidity, limitations and "passions", and you have this putz. He's all that without the humor. This person makes work much more intolerable. What's worse, this plucky duck holds a higher position.
Posted by Marcus at 11:31 PM 0 comments
Learning the trade
I am continually adding to the manual for work. While I wasn't given one, I thought the next people might like to know how to do things, therefore, I'm making one. I have it just about finished for one "position" as it were. I'm now on to the next "level". If only I were given one, but, then that absence gave me an opportunity to shine.
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