Jacob's ladder roads

Well, well, well. So you wanna go West or East. Too bad. We'll close off a main road for two months -- so, ha! Now that one is open, we'll seal off another. On the first one, you'll notice that it's new and kicks butt. The second, well ... we did something, but not that you can tell.

Happy July 4th and good luck trying to get where you are going, care of the 3RC (Three Rivers Construction [barricades]).

100225

Well, putting 90 miles daily on the car quickly pushed the odometer past 100,000. Right now, over 100.2 K. I need to retire it for a car that isn't spontaneously going to quit on me. It's held it's own, but it won't last forever, so Hundai is likely my next car, for they are cheaper, fuel efficient and becoming reliable.

purpose

Since I don't share my psychosis with others, others feel free to share their neuroses with me. I am a comfortable shoulder on which to cry. I suppose there are worse lots in life ... however mine is doomed to loneliness.

For anecdotal use, I have a little less acronium on one shoulder. I lost bone mass and I'm not a smoker. Oh, well, there was that surgery that left me the scar. The trade off was a better functioning shoulder.

passing sloop

I am but a ship on the water, passing and make a minor wave that pushes ships that are adrift.

I was told this weekend of people breaking up with long-term, and short-term persons. I had few facts of the "others", but I suggested that one, from what I was told, was a bad seed and worthy of crushing not planting. The other person I considered frankly unsure. Since the person was unsure about the other, I probed only that the reasons for the breakup and reuniting were significant; namely, that if the person sought the relationship again there was "something". To break it off more than twice, well ... the question there is the same, "why". If you can sort out that, then you have your answer and a logical direction. In this case, I would surmise that is was a value situation, i.e.: which is more valuable to you A or B?

One guy at work would be like an Arkansas hero ... in that anything that walks looks good. It's almost like the joke about the pig caught in the gate, he being the last guy to respond to the situation. He's 4 degrees from child molester ... not by relationship, but rather by preferences and near-pathological attention seeking (adoration) from younger ladies. Again, I elaborate, "consent before the law?" Uh, no.

Meanwhile, there are a couple of ladies at work that entrance me, one's foul-mouthed and wild, the other is tipping the scales at gravely immature, perhaps a long-time before reaching "drinkable wine" age.

Hell, different than bitching

Well ... I guess inadvertantly, I chose sides. There are those who direct and those who do. I made good with those who do and in doing so, put up a wall to those who direct. The bad thing is ... I'm supposed to be one of those who direct. So, "in madness [I] dwell"+ I am the wellspring of work and ambition and I put my foot in a cast with this. Actually, I know that the bigger cheifies and see I'm a sweaty brow man who goes home dirty from a hard day's work and is quick to find solutions, also ever ready to complete some project that needs attending without having to ask.

The other two trainees might have a more slippery slope in that one is slow in the academic arena and the other is set to have a personal fallout that will undoubtedly affect his work. So, "Stand or fall", as the Fixx would sing ... or something odd patched together from Lt. Frank Drebin of Police Squad.++

The other fly in the ointment at work is the re-introduction of a guy who's arrogant, cocky, young, and the management likes him. So, he's protected, an orphan boy of sorts. [key in "Consider yourself ... at home"] He's like the fifth-level underDuke of Toledo, a far cry from the Fresh Prince of Bel Air. He's here to stay and it wouldn't shock me to find that they might push him into management. He's got the bully part down just right, but the tact and being a man ... well, his young and lacks it. The guys in management they have now are not yet men, despite their chronological age. When I see a couple of them get into "whose is bigger" or "pissing contests", they are a far-cry from men.

+ "Thing That Should Not Be", Metallica
++ "But I wouldn't wait until the last minute to fill out those organ donor cards.", Naked Gun