Brilliant chess move

So, some flaky bit (Brit) wed a bin Laden. Well, well, well. Knight to ... making it four moves from check. While the British might want to use the woman to spy on bin Laden, the bin Ladens will likely use the marriage to get more "relatives" into Britain, then the US.

Huh. I wonder if the bin Ladens believe in equal rights for women. Ha! Fat chance!

Geez!

You make one little boo boo at work and they just make the biggest deal out of it!

embarassing me

scribble face silhouette

scribble face silhouette
Originally uploaded by MDH, II

With an imagination ... you can see quite a bit

Where's Bambi's house?

I was driving back from work last night and a deer was crossing the street. I wonder if there was a party it was trying to find. So, there are deer that hide in plain sight, perhaps some of those lawn ornament deer are real then.

"Sorry I'm dressed trashy"

"Gaaaaaaaaaaaa", is all I could say. She came in with short shorts revealing her long legs her little curves. "Da, duh ... happy, happy, joy, joy", followed by other nonsense that spilled from my 'piehole'. Good gracious! The Louvre, splendid to visit, but you wouldn't want to live there. I'd kind of note the same here, but wowsie wowsie, hammina hammina, hubba hubba and other cat calls.

Flaccid to titanium in 0.06 seconds.

skills needed

You must not be able to see the difference between the two pictures in order to qualify for management.
If you can notice a difference, there will be difficulties. If you know the difference, then you cannot enter management.

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Well, apart from my opening breath of "work stinks", much like others would say, "hello", I had a chance talk with a woman at work last night. I suppose, all things considered positive things were:

she's nice (conversation wasn't wasted),
fellow trainee saw the "best fit" model for management is an arrogant ass who ditches work when he can. The next pick for trainee is just that; arrogant ass who leaves early when he can.

I completed changes on my cover letter and resume', so when I find a job where I plan to apply -- I'll have something.

If anyone knows of a job ... let me know, eh? While I'm not sure how far down I want to trade, I wouldn't mind trading laterally, if for nothing else than change of hypocrisy.

dreams, she's in my dreams

She's so hot!

Darn, but it will pass. It'd be nice for dreams to pass into reality, but ... only in fiction does that happen.

Ain't funny McGee

This first one is eerily similar to Saddam

Concepts for Borat O'Bama

Potter

I think a far more enigmatic and starkly ironic ending would be that he is slain while defending a child. That child then bears a mark from an attack which kills or nearly kills the attacker. You could then infer that the other characters "resemble" Griffondor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, making their own -- new school of magic and the cycle continues.

Granger house, Wesley house, Potter house, Longbottom house

let me get this straight ...

Violent people do violent acts? I just find that hard to believe.

mid-July schedule

M: (July 9); 5 - Close
T: (July 10); Off
W: (July 11); 5 - Close
R: (July 12); 2:00 - 10:00
F: (July 13); 5:00 - 11:00
S: (July 14); 5:00 - 11:00
N: (July 15); 4:00 - 11:00
M: (July 16); 5 - Close

strange act witnessed

I was at work and saw someone drinking beer on the job. Now, the course of action that should have followed:

send person home; notify unit chief; say ado to the person for, drinking on the job is an offense that leads to termination.

I didn't immediately send the person home, that person knows I know, and claimed to feel bad about it, and obviously needs the money. When the person gave me and, "I owe you", I figure that it might be a done issue. I cannot think of another leader who would have chosen my method of handling it. I may not have handled it right, or the best, but I don't think I shall have difficulty with that person again. At least, I hope not.

He claims his work isn't good enough

Posh! I'd say this is great! While generalized as a mother and child, it is very likely Mary and Jesus.

-- art by James Freygang

New July 4th tradition

photo courtesy of MR

"They're using artillery on us!" with a picture of fireworks. The line is from Die Hard. It's better when it's sent on cellphone.

irony and Iron Maiden

I saw a guy come in at work wearing an Iron Maiden t-shirt, and bade him, "good band" as he left. He agreed and he was on his way. Later, MR sent me a picture from Bed, Bath, & Beyond featuring posters for sale. How IronMaidenic!

Fluptz Putz

More people are underemployed. The rate of 4.5 unemployment might be that people aren't home anymore because they are working two or more jobs. Man that upsets me when they note -- people are employed. Right, and minimum wage at McDonald's, which is still poverty level, constitutes "employment"? Look at salaries for those people, not merely if they are "working". For another example: someone lives to 106 being a lifelong smoker. That might be a good campaign for R.J. Reynolds, except if you find he was on life support for 25 years and ate up 4.8 million dollars of medical funds to keep him alive.

Numbers aren't important if taken out of context, butt heads! Trying showing the average salary for families with one job only per person. That doesn't look so fine, now does it. I don't like half-facts, it irks me because it influences the weak minded to believe --- well, then, there isn't a problem. Subtract the golden parachute CEOs and start examining the salaries and employment, then give me some numbers.

instant resistance

I made a suggest that would take about 10 seconds to do ... daily. That is ten seconds out of a day. I got resistance to it right away. It doesn't cost money, costs no real significant time, but I got resistance.

F' em! I mean that, in that they get an "F" and that [rhymes with duck] them!

July 4th Mayhem

Happy Independence Day!

oh, crud!

Why didn't somebody tell me my butt was so big?!

I saw Logan hold himself up on the swing, so by golly ... I was going to do it. Work has me a little stronger than before and I had little challenge in doing it. I also dropped 35 pounds.

Virginians and odder Suthern states done be repulsed

Givin' birth to siblings -- "kin" as we call 'em is a God-given natural pro-cess we all been doin' fo' centries! Course we do it thu old fashion way of rollin' in da hay with sisters, cousins, ma, pa, aunts and uncles.

I cannot believe dat dem damned Brits wanna interfere with our way, claimin' dere's is better with sciencey stuff and frozen eggs. Dat just ain't natural!

from the BBC, infertile daughter may use her mother's frozen eggs to bear children

pardon me for presidenting

So what if Bush pardons him ... what does Bush stand to lose? Heck, Clinton sold pardons and while a shifty man he remains, that didn't harm him as much as it should have.

I think he ought to find some schmuck and pull a King Bugs Bunny on him and do:
arise Sir Loin of Beef [whap with the septre]; Sir Duke of Earl [whap]; Wellington of Beef [whap]; Benedict of Eggs [whap]; Sir side of bacon [whap]; Burlington of Coats [whap]; Sheriff of Knotted Head [whap]

You are too kind, sire. [Schmuck falls with ten visible welts on his head]

This story is no story that matters. So he pardoned him. That really isn't significant. Think of Nixon -- pardoned. Get over it.

personality disorder

Well ... interesting. G.I. has personality disorder. I believe that if you shoot him in the head with enough bullets, his brains will be re-ordered and better organized and liquefied. Dude, you're a disgrace now. Die with dignity and ask for some shoelaces, cut your wrists or something. Just die. Personality disorder! There's a cure for that, you know. It's always after the fact, "well, you know I've been kinda depressed, or I've been hearing voices for the last few days, I ate too many Skittles with Red Bull, I'm lactose intolerant, I have red-green deficiency, I have an ingrown toenail".

Don't know, don't care.

How the Neo-nazis won the war

Well, I'm no fan of Nazis, neo-nazis, Klan, KKK, or any hate group, but this stuff makes for great recruitment posters. If you thought the "Hun" posters, and the other propaganda posters depicting others as sub-human were somewhat effective, wait 'til they put posters of Hamas with bombs on babies, stoning teen girls, beheadings and none of which are photoshopped.

Muslims all over the world ... you give yourselves a bad name. Step up and crush this stereotype, otherwise tick-tick-tick ... it's gonna blow up in your face.

By golly, they were close on the name

They should have used spell check on "Islamabad". The phrase should be, Islam is bad, which is quite close. Thankfully I'm here to help you on this issue. I'm gonna side with the group that no longer accepts, "those are the corrupted teachings of Islam" argument. I'd say with the stomp, stomp, stomp, Idiot convention,+ there are no safe versions anymore. This one here is virus-free, oh ... wait, no I'm mistaken. They must be taking after those lovely folks in Atlanta, Chicago and the masters in LA, with when in doubt, loot; riot; pillage; blame others. Oh, and red is green.

+ Anthrax, "Caught In a Mosh"

Don't worry

Fidelity Financial says, "Please continue shopping with us, there is nothing to fear". 'A worker' stole data. Huh. I'd say "a worker" probably had access to something he should not have had access to, especially if he's a "worker", not titled in any fashion. I guess next there will be a peon who causes trouble, then surely 'a nobody' and 'a gopher'. Fidelity makes it funnier still with, "the data was not used in identity theft ...", like they would know. If they knew, then they are part of the plan. "Look, you're sitting there like we didn't already discuss this."+ So, come shop and invest "securely" with Fidelity Inventments, er, I mean, Di-vestments. Your identity, Arthur P. Moody of 9 West Chester Lane, Pembrook, North London, is safe with us.

+ Fargo

I'm some box, *itch

Some box at work leaped off the shelf and hit me square in the forehead. I think it shouted, "unity"+ or apparently, "alpha" for there is the Greek alpha letter on my forehead. I just threw it away, but I should have cross-kicked it into a mirror.

"had the word [alpha] embedded in that [white] head of [mine] for about a week."+ Ha ha ha, cold blooded!

+ allusion to "Charlie Murphy's True Hollywood Stories", on Dave Chappelle show

Hey, you ought to bring that up

An "m" suggested that I bring up a suggestion to the m-meeting. Well, the problem is that there is no follow-through with the team, so anything worthwhile might be good on paper, but never performed. I'll suggest 'em, but I'll follow up with a Foghorn Leghorn, "I keep a-pitchin' 'em, and you keep a missin' 'em!"

Sadly, some of them are, exactly 5-second fixes, when done consistently, help. Namely, if someone should know something, write it; organize as you go; make your walking back and forth productive, that sort of thing.

Proof God loves me

I got out EARLY last night. That's right, boys and girls ... early! Normally I spend my time trying to find, "why are we so flippin' short? Where are the ...", but we didn't do squat of business, which allowed me to get my stuff done and finished, not done, then re-done. I got paperwork done a little early. Overall, much smoother than the typical, late night bullstuff that I usually get that puts me ruddy well behind.

So, cheers and thanks to God for getting me out of there early last night!

clarifying my ideals

I strongly believe that schools, while it would be expensive, should strive to be more like the following:

$ smaller class sizes, peaking at 22:1 student to teacher ratio, but preference toward 15:1 ratio
$ community schools where parents can actually go to the school for activities, rather than 45 minutes away
$ be granted more flexibility regarding materials (books used, etc. rather than getting the state mandated selected books) -- in my experience, there are teachers who use 70s books because they are more effective. I saw books I had when I was a kid ... and they work based on phonics and sound principles.
$ greater scale accountability on part of student and parent/guardian: in other words, when the child prevents education in his/her class, the child is subject to removal and faster removal from that school, rather than having the child in the school for 6 out of 9 months making education impossible for one class or that school.
$ schools should be allowed to "lane" students into classes that better meet their needs; students who need more remediation should get that and those needing less repetition and more challenge should get that { THIS IS NOT the SLOW kids and the SMART kids, but rather making schools the best they can be for children's success } +
$ ensure safety of students with community schools, in that even less-savory parents might give a darn about the success of the school and children; yes, I've seen it happen

^^ With the cost of fuel and vehicle costs, eliminating waste is important ... so true that administration could be cut, for who needs a vice-assistant-vice-assistant-sub-chair-committee-approval secretary's secretary? In other words, the administration has too many bodies, with too high salaries and doing nothing to help children learn. Don't cut a Hydra at the head, cut it at the claws, in this case cronies or couldn't teach-we'll promote him/her.

+ potentially further removes some behavior problems by challenging students rather than confusing or boring them

Get back ... get back .... get back to where you once belonged

Schools, no longer "forced" to meet racial balance? That might be the Castor oil for school's problems. Some soundboarders would claim, "That would make Black schools". To them, I'd say ... yep, that would happen. In this case, you could then better find the better, but not happy, medium for the "No Child Left Behind".

Hey, this school has a cluster[fudge] of problem kids, "I'm a problem child".+ This school needs some help, dude! You think? Where many or over forty percent could factually, actually be Campbell's soup; ADHD, ADD, FAS, MMR, ED, home six in Foster Care, AIDS, opiate or amphetamine baby, etc. I mean this, not as a slant toward non-whites, but rather the racial balance swing will undoubtedly be applied to many other categories. Throw into this non-English speakers and you got mini-metropolis and the start of PS 01 and so on.

So, with this potential policy, there may be fewer bus drivers and a vast need for non-white teachers specializing in special needs. It isn't a bash against communities, it's just a likelihood that the token white teacher would be a target for profiling, harassment, and lawsuit in a nearly all non-white school.

On the "positive" side, there will be the local, "protected" as it were golden schools that could realistically have a waiting list. It will also spell the regrowth of racism, for if you don't see many non-whites and the locals tell you they are bad --- you're likely to make that assumption before meeting one.

If this law goes into effect, then the proverbial gauntlet is cast and I dare-say that racial balance policies will hereafter fail. The perfunctory retort will be, 'quotas kill competition and potential success'.

+ AC/DC

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

Blue and the Gray

FW is holding petitions to vote for and against the FWCS plan. Namely, should taxpayers put in one half billion dollars to fix schools. Many people say, 'skip all that, I'm paying too much now'. Who could argue with that. The yellow=yes, blue=no lobbyists hope to sway people.

The subject, pay higher taxes for FWCS

con: higher taxes and the newest annexed area gets hit hardest with hikes of up to 40 plus percent by some analysts. So then the money doesn't go to that district's school system, but rather the city's wickedly poorly maintained system; "Ragtag fugitive"+, crumbly bumbly buildings and reverse-Jenga top-heavy administration FWCS. Good Joss!++ So, the buildings are fixed but there is no change in student to teacher (or more over adult) ratio ... plainly skip, please. This is coupled with the Harrison Square project on which taxpayers were not allowed to vote.+++ Pay more, get nothing tangible and in ten years the bill comes back --- "fix me"!

pro: the buildings are scrap, needing "so much more than dusting"++++, and quite frankly if the bill isn't paid now ... in five years it doubles and the taxpayers won't get a "choice" as it were whether or not to pay it. Really, the political waste is quite high fighting for and against this fixing of FWCS. The newly, nearly-unlawfully acquired SW quarter is paying a fartload of money. Granted that area is better off, but they got the short end of the progressive tax shunt there. Put your back to the wall SW, for if you turn your back, FW will stab you again. NE FW and SW will pay far more than their share to fix FWCS. The situation is this ... 25 years ago, they needed help, but the elected school board were yes-persons to the flake in charge. This has therefore been the case for decades. One buttmunch bought buildings to house cronies. When you have a fool spending money on cronies not children, you are left with hell. FW has just that ... hell, from betting on the 100:1 shot each and every time. FWCS needs help and this cruddy bill of 0.5 billion dollars will inoculate the system for, about 7 years.

It's nearly like the "North agin the South" +^5

+ Battlestar Galactica
++ Taipan computer game
+++ dubious gain, economically for FW, based on questionable numbers on a minor minor league team
++++ Beauty & the Beast, Disney
+++++ Beverly Hillbillies

Schedule

Due to change at a flick of a switch ...

T: OFF
W: 2:00 - 10:00
R: 8:30 am - 8:00 pm
F: 5:00 - 11:00
S: 5:00 - 11:00
N: 5- Close
M: 5- Close

Throw him to Sarlacc

Where he can be digested over a period of a thousand years. He's a molester, his son's a molester and they molested the same child. Huh...
verdict: guilty
sentence should have been: immediate death

Instead, with a plea agreement, the guy gets a lighter sentence and is eligible for parole.

American justice needs a good swift kick in the pants!

ignorant observer

Things that I saw that I didn't get ...

The first thing was simply funny. I was traveling to work and saw a blue car parked in the driveway. In the driver's seat was a "top prize" from a carnival, Wile E. Coyote. That's right, Wile E. was the driver, which says something about the owner of the car. Darn it! That's great and I missed it!

I saw two squad cars had pulled over a car. The traffic was slow due to construction, so I got a longer look. The one officer put two car seats in the trunk of his cruiser, while the other officer had a woman, infant in her arms, and two kids enter the back of his cruiser. The man with the family, of seemingly comparable ethnicity, was allowed to return to his vehicle and allowed to drive away -- sans family. I suppose I could write an elaborate story about it, but it really seemed odd, not knowing any of the facts.

I was at a corner waiting to turn, in the town where I work, and saw sign-carrying persons. There were about eight of them at the four corners of the street. I thought, "car wash", but no. The signs were "turn to God", which is a nice message, but then other signs were more sinister. "If you marry a divorced woman, you are committing adultery" is a sign I got a chance to read. Sadly I am supporting free speech for this crap?

I objected for the following reasons: I disagree with the concept; at least two children were among those carrying signs; the sign holders were next to the library where the public would be; the phrase, "divorced woman" is a sexist way of making a point, whereas divorce' covers both sexes. If only I had stopped for some eggs on the way to work ... The thing that came to mind was Blues Brothers, "Those bums won their day in court. Who? The [blanking] Nazi party. I hate Illinois Nazis."

Records shattered?

At work yesterday was one of the ugliest and darkest days I've had. It was rough, tough, and unacceptable. I have a self-policy of acknowledging my fellows with token gift for "brothers in arms" during heavy periods when we get slaughtered. The prinicple reason last night was busy night with a person who was a no-show. The strange thing about it is that work doesn't terminate the person. Work has been none-to-worried about canning people before for such a transgression, especially on the frequency that this person has done it.

I wonder if there's a story there I should know ... favoristism, methinks.

I ran, and ran, and ran ... broke stuff, and was quite sore by night's end. I reluctantly completed a time-wasting assignment that helped solve an error. It is a twice-daily job, but here saved an eggresious error from miscounting. I had other things I needed and wanted to do, but I finished it and found an error, observed by the other "m". We concured on the new number and I buggered out of there.

I suspect that tonight will be modestly better with a slight chance of less spanking and more possibilities. I informed the cheify that training others to do other jobs would have been wise, but he didn't act on it. I think we caught it on the butt or face for his lack of effort on this action. He, of course, is out this week.

I have graded this week to be a 65 percent. This means it's an "F", but it shows some competency. Perhaps extra credit would help. Writing of which, I wonder if I can talk personnel into OT for me, namely to put things into "real shape" so that work isn't perpetually doing catch-up. They're pretty lame-brained, so I don't have high hopes.
----
While lower-wage service industry jobs have high turn-over rates, I think if work would get off its duff and work, morale would not quite be in the toilet on some days/nights. Last night was a flushable morale night. Beaten at work, lackluster compensation, followed by an unsweaty browed "m" saying, "attagirl; attaboy". If I mix this with, oh, and do the work of the no-show person too, you get people sick of work. Can you blame them; I cannot. I think the management needs to go back to school on that one. You missed Morale Boosting 101.

"He suffers from delusions"

Well, so did Pat Buchanan about winning the nomination for Republican, yet he wasn't executed. This jackhole killed family in front of family and people should be concerned whether he's insane? So, he's insane and he's not getting sane. He killed because he's insane. We're in agreement so far? If he's executed, can he kill anyone else? No.

Well, I'd say kill the guy and be done with it.

We'll get back to you on that

While the detainees petition, the Supreme Court is out of session until Fall, with the closing note of, 'We'll look into it, but right now I think a DQ blizzard has my name on it."

This Fall, new on Fox is Cavemen and the Detainees, a hilarious comedy about Geico cavemen and well-fed, detainees communicating with each other with clicks, hand signals and the shared desireto evolve.

Hellovawickedday

That's right ... and that's all I had time to say as I was running like a chicken sans head. I think I was actually panting as I ran back and forth. What a piece o' crud line of circumstances.

I had a mess of crud yesterday and today, it doubled. I bought thank you cards for the servers and got each of the two ladies yesterday a bar of chocolate.

Tomorrow I will do the same, as the ladies tonight busted butt and more butt and more... crazy, nuts, crappy, but they did it and they aren't always well paid for it.

Thanks ladies!

What have you done for me lately?

I am continuing with job hunting and profolio building. Last night I copied, on my own time -- grumble, what I requested be sent to me. I reformated it from all upper case to sentence case, correcting, "rite" and "nite" to the correct English words. The next favor they ask me, I think I'll offer, "Bight Me"!

iWait

So ... those of you in line for days waiting for the iPhone, how many of you have real jobs? Oh, nobody ... how shocking! I would suspect that anyone with a real job couldn't camp out at a store for days waiting for the iPhone. I wonder if they gave out free T-shirts with,"
iStink for iWaited for iPhone -- iStupid"

bad, bold move

Someone at work impulsively turned in two weeks notice. I also put together a proposal for that person regarding pay and vacation. That person still wants me to tweak it with changes and still plans on submitting it. Okay ... uh, the point of the proposal was essentially an ultimatum ... now that you turned in your notice, you're done. One woman, at hearing news that this person actually turned in notice to quit was almost overjoyed--doing a little dance as it were.

Perhaps I should ask these people if they plan on shooting themselves in the foot before I begin.

We have that now

Oh ... I get it now. I was thinking they meant, fatherless children which we have now.

I prefer etha-holic

I think I like it better because, while alcoholism is regarded as a disease, more often people have ethaholism, which is a cop-out. I would like to enter a treatment program to avoid incarceration. I'm entering treatment (to avoid losing my job). I can shorten my sentence with a treatment program. Thank goodness Jack Daniels mixes well with the free coffee offered at 11:00 at night in the bottom of a dimly-lit building.

I can have the taxpayers pay for my treatment and the cancer I get from smoking cigarettes like others breathe oxygen. I'll sue the tobacco industry for my addiction and its side effect of chronic fatigue syndrome that made me lose my job of six days.

nothing in my email, likely nothing up my sleeve

I requested material from work ... I got nothing in email. I expect there to be a big pile of nothing waiting for me at work as well. Gee ... shocking ... I do lots for work, ask for something simple and get nadda.

And the GM asks me why I am "possibily at odds" with other "m"s.

She wasn't wearing her cape at the time

Clearly, though, she is flying

and to this ... I say

Shit!

I hope shit ends and that the wind is sweeter than I smell.

Tood, Michelle ... blessings and luck to you and I pray and hope that things turn out what should be.

Damn, damn, damn!

Separation is ugly and hope that it turns to be that and only that. Divorce is ugly to the the bone!

w-grrr--ork

I have had my fill of career middle management persons. Hello! We're the do-nothings, how can we annoy you?

I wasn't on drugs and it wasn't as entertaining

I re-watched Yellow Submarine, Beatles movie. I think the catchphrase for the movie should have been -- "be sure to pop acid and do some opiates about 30 minutes prior to viewing". Far from the illustruous wonder of the 60s, you're left with poor segue mish-mash of songs.

I saw it when I was a kid, and as I've never done drugs, I suppose I missed out then as well. As an adult now, I can see clearly where the acid would have been a great augmentation to the movie. Those partaking would render, "Ohs, ahs, and whoas" like fireworks audience and surfers.

funny thing about sleep

When you want it, it is hidden, though when you least want it or expect it ... puff -- there it is.

wing-dang doodle

I put together something, but it is guaranteed, just a work portfolio thing. It would be like the introduction of tabs to a browser (FireFox) for someone who doesn't use the internet.

"I just type and play Solitaire"

So, this hunky-dory razzamatazz thingymajig will mean as much as super-string theory to a goldfish ... spank me!

tiny thing with string

I saw two kids walking a tiny, palm-sized kitten the other day. I thought where they were walking was dangerous--due to distance from adults and traffic volume of area, but I wasn't going to stop and make myself a target of speculation, rather than my attempt at intervention.

I guess if you get kittens used to leashes, maybe, just maybe, they'll handle them as adult cats. I would not, however place a bet on it.

I did something else for work today, I hope that I can cash it in for political collateral or gain. I surmise that it's "nice guy" thing that amounts to bup -








kis. (a whole lot of nothing in between)

Struggling with work there are those who seek to vamoose. I bid them well and good luck, for many of them are the dead horse. Despite the amount of whipping --- the horse does not move on its own volition. They are overworked, which leads to feelings of being underpaid. I can certainly see how that comes about. Now ... I don't know salaries and don't want to know.

I said that I would put together a proposal, which is really a rebuttle to a conversation I didn't hear. Suffice to write, I will contend that this person has a right to an expanded cap on salary, regardless of the certain "no", and understandable concern from the management on the salary cap.

Work, in general, isn't hip on raises. They are "the Diet Coke of" raises. +

I will not sign it, but rather allow that person to consider it as potential for negotiating purposes.

I hold in my hand a Marty McFly Polaroid++ of a gravestone with my conscious on it. I pray that it hasn't really died.

+ from Austin Powers, 'just one penny, not enough'
++ allusion to Back To the Future (trilogy), where he twice had a photo that held the 'potential future', one was of of siblings and the other of Doc's headstone.

Schedule

M (June 25th):  5:00 - close

T (June 26th):  off

W (June 27th):  2:00 - 9:00

R (June 28th):  4:00 - 10:00

F (June 29th):  5:00 - 11:00

S (June 30th):  12:00 - 8:00

N (June 31st):  11:00 - 8:00

M (July 1st):  5:00 - close

Am I positive?

A girl at work, so cute, "Hey! You haven't said anything to me today!" She's so silly. That, ladies and gentlemen, was my highlight at work yesterday.

Missing Lake mystery solved

Here, there's a story about a lake in Chile that is missing. Some speculate the global warming to is blame, but after investigators probed Jane Fonda, they found out she thought it was, "pretty" and simply bought it from the locals.

"I know, I know. $50 million dollars for a lake? It seems absurd, but for me -- it was great I didn't have to negotiate with them for a lower price."

Chilie has reluctantly admitted that Fonda did approach them for the lake, but have provided no information regarding its sale. Ted Turner off-handily thought that the mountain range would really positively affect the Feung Shui of the ranch. He was seen humming while he jotted done what some people thought was a doodle or a dollar figure.

My suggestion on a new look

MR doesn't bother with google news.

friends over ... it got violent

I had over Blaque and they were just talking, but then Jules came over and got really mad at them.

Then it was "what".
Jules piped in, "Say what again!"
"What?"
"Dare ya! I double dare ya!"

Then Jules shot Blaque. It was a real shame.

Delightful kid

There's a girl at work who has intellectual limitations. That not being a hinderance to her being a great kid. She was teasing me last night, tapping me in the head then blaming others. I think she might have peaked out on her vocational level, but she's great!

No, I'm not disclosing her name.

"Don't tell him your name Marvin!" +

+ Lethal Weapon

I have a moment so ...

Happy belated birthday to all those I missed!

Happy Birthday Lori!

It's what's for dinner

MR sent a pic to my phone. This wonderful delight is from a vending machine at work, he informed me. Gee, all that and he didn't offer any of this delectable pizza. MR reminded me of school pizza. Yep, that's about right.

Ruddy poor excuse for a so-called pizza. Too bad there isn't a make-your-own station there, with pre-made crust -- you just top and cook it.

Always after my lucky charms

I was asked again last night if I was Irish. There was a party of four, all of whom claimed guess on my actually nationality. Sadly, they were all wrong. One woman looked Korean, guessed me at Irish, with Spanish language characteristics. The other woman of the four guessed me for English-Irish, and the two gentlemen didn't venture to guess, but noted my strange language.

I guess I have no official language.

Zorba the fest

Greekfest this week in FW, with more food items to select and more of a vendor fare than Germanfest. You can buy CDs, trinkets, gifts, bottled water and more. There aren't drinking or stein contests, but there is more of a call to dance. One-time neighbors were Greek, their children being the first English-speakers before the parents. The man spoke English just fine the last time I talked with him.

I'm quite sure, especially since Greeks are outnumbered by Germans, that they like most of the Greeks here, participate or prep food for this event. They get only a week off before they do it again at the 3RF.

3RF ... I wonder if they are ranking people over the coals again with carnival ride prices from Hades. That was the case last year and the year before. I don't see them suddenly changing. The city charges the vendors and ride coordinators a hefty chunk of change and percentages. With the FWCS quagmyre and the Harrison Square poop project, I'm sure prices will be higher.

trip2fame

I'm not blogging about the turkey toxins that make you sleep like an old dog, but rather in working with people and making a positive effect on them. Sometimes, when I'm up front around non-associates, I can predict people's needs -- as they are there continuously. What disconcerns me is that I either have clones or I have a mannequin face that allows others to see some resemblence to someone they should know.

It's on the tip of their tongue ... they strive for it ... look at me and think, I should know that guy. More often than not, they say nothing and go on, but still -- the momentary stare. The other thing, when I'm tired, my more-perfected English lapses into what people believe is Irish. My freckles likely add to -- he's gotta be Irish. I don't sound like I'm from Indiana. When I speak I have intentionally clear wording, so -- I sound different.

I think I got that from wanting kids to speak English, not Urbanese.

Nope ... never been there, sorry to write (or say).

Afghanistan to host Olympics is 2018?

No, but I don't think Russia, as it is right now, should host the Olympics in 2014.

See the "agony of defeat" ... say, that's a catchy phrase if we can apply it to the Al Quada and to the total disbanding of the Taliban.

Pepsi steals idea

I had Jones soda -- puke fest, now Pepsi is trying to run with the pack. Bertie Bott's every flavor toffee bean comes to mind.

work

Hey! These numbers don't match!

.... "Well, get them to blink in sequence!" .... +

Yeah, sometimes they don't. You have to take these numbers .... (2 on a sheet of a daily report), add them, then subtract from this number here on the computer. Now, make sure to correctly put positive or negative on it. Okay, that's it!

Thankfully one "m" taught me this and it came in handy on Monday and last night. I, personally, want to know why there is the error and would prefer to fix it, rather than bypass it all the time. Generally speaking, this doesn't happen, but twice in one week --- there's something peculiar. I have my suspicion and I'll see if I'm right.

Anyway, yet another page in the manual on how to work there, by ... me.

+ Airplane 2

scars upon thars

I'm looking at my hands --- and they are working man's hands. I bear the cuts, scrapes, and burns of my job. What joy -- more cuts ahead, where any acid neatly reminds me of sores that only appeared to be better healed. My fellow co-workers bear scars from longer work there ... pigment error (mark of a burn) here, faint mark of a once-deep cut there.

Now, you're cautious, but there are ways to injure yourself. I have been jolted by machines (electrical), burnt minorly through accident and incident, cut, and have had chemicals splashed into my eyes. I also got the wonder of vaporized toxins into my lungs -- and I thought working in a industy was dangerous.

Anway, there are no bragging rights now, for no one seeks the scars upon thars, for we are all with scars and mixed -- experienced in the warmth of, "Mother of pearl, that hurts!"

must've slipped his mind

Alan Keirns, 39, of the 700 block of Wilt Street, was charged Tuesday with failure to register as a sex offender. He was being held in lieu of $5,000 bail.

I think I'll go ahead and send $5,000 worth of bullets in his direction, just as a reminder to comply with the law. Or, in layman's terms, I'm going to ED-209 to Mr. Kenny him.

I wonder if South Park got Kenny character from this spongebob bloodpants in Robocop. For those not understanding, Mr. Kenny was chosen to show the effectiveness of the ED-209, which failed to disengage even after Mr. Kenny stopped posing a threat. Mr. Kenny was shot with around a hundred high-calibur bullets rendering a bloody dish towel in place of a human.

Ents have decided

On a series of coin flips or after a discussion in old Entish, Kelty is cleared of doing no-nos with money.

Jesus' image

Okay. I'm a little unclear here. So, before Christ's death in ~33 A.D., who took the photo? Perhaps then He stopped and sat for a portrait that he comissioned with His wealth. Do you know what Jesus looked like ... No! You don't know what Jesus looked like! If you see a face, then you see face, but Christ didn't have graduation picture cards to disperse to friends and family. Stop seeing Mary, Jesus, and God in things. You have no idea, nor does anyone living, know what Jessus, Mary, Jospeh looked like. Those who seem them are, well, idiots.

I mention this because I saw on a "news" site, 'image of Jesus on tree trunk'. Not only is it Enquirer-sque, but Christ and God didn't leave photos. I guess the "graven images of God" was missed, right? Apparently they missed that phrase in Sunday teaching, noting the peoples following Moses into the desert were commanded by God and that no graven images of God were to be made, for that lead to people worshiping the idol, therefore ignoring the principle.

Rapping on wood, scaring the evil spirits, that sort of thing.

The cruifix was chosen as the symbol of Christian faith for, Christ defeated death and a terribly cruel and gruelling torture and demise. He conquered death and in doing so, freed us from our sins. Did he say, "remember what I looked like, please"? Does your bible have God's photo or Christ's photo on it? Is there a Mary face on the back cover ... Esther or Jospeh?

Get away from the images of God ... respect what God and Christ represent ... not the picture.

If you see Elvis in a shot glass ... that's likely, as likely as Grocho Marx on a beer nut or W.C. Fields on a potato chip, but Christ on a wall or tree ... come on, man!

happy tidings

I drive to work six days weekly and in God's mercy, my car is still running and I don't have a speeding ticket. Also in God's mercy, I am putting dents in my debt.

Things have changed and I'd have to say that I think I could do well better than this. I hope that I can remember the good things as well as my mind saves so crystally clear, the negative.

I'll carry with me, a smile ... not mine of course, but the image of another person smiling. There's my happy thought.

touchet trebuquet

With the number of rappers "singing" or doing songs, why not return the favor? Why not have Elton John sings "Magic Stick" or Angela Landsbury sing Eninem? That sounds bad, but rappers don't seem to grasp that they aren't singers and them "doing" their version of a song is the Jackson Pollack of house painting.

You see, the hos bustin' down lyrics with, "oh" and "ah" like dey grindin' and blowin' is from my soul. Dem bitches caress dat choruz so fine -- it glisten like teef!

I, personally, would love to hear Kathy Nadjimi get on the top ten billboard with her version of "Lip Gloss" which has as many lyrics as a business card.

"Betcha go down; ain't nobody gotta know"+ -- yeah, that's a great pick up line, right?

... as a historical note, the Romans and Phoenicians used the diseased dead as biological weapons, launching the bodies into protected walled cities to infect persons.

Somehow, after years of, "bitches, hos, sluts, gangsta style", I feel sick.

+promiscuous girl

more and more my servant

C-L-O-S-E-R, Closer---
repeat

[think the song, "Gloria"]

That's the chorus of the song at work. I guess my nights belong to them. I wonder, with the perpetual nights if I will ultimately become a servant of evil or a corporate drone/clone.

Sometime soon I'll leave.
I suspect you speak of your applications to other places. Yes, I know. It was I who allowed you to believe you could escape. I have a whole legion of persons applying for those same positions.

... later ...

I will have you work forever without an advancement.
"NEVER!" I shout with my lightsaber drawn and slashing wildly and madly.

I think I should concentrate more on getting out of there. My efforts to help others have been futile, from what I can see. I suggest person after person for more comprehensive training and for what? The bossmen do nuttin' fo' dem. This "spacemonkey"++ needs to get out before I grow crazier.

+ entry title quote from, Return of the Jedi
++ from Fight Club

making myself perfectly muddy

Down in the mud, I found it ... unclear.

Well, if I have to clear it up, I have to add water and dillute the mess to get to something through which you can see. Words, Roxanne, Words!

First, "Eyes" made no excuse for choosing flunky ass in place of "better man". Rather, she's seemingly sweet and now with whom I consider the "better man".

That being cleared ... I think, I attempt, for what worth it is to clarify my muddy words. I find the small towns more replete with racism, not that they'd know what a Black person is. Mayberry ... how many non-whites did they have? Some thing here. I used the oversimplified extension of crime to validate stereotypical racism.

In assessing racism, I mean to clarify that more often people choose it on the basis of ignorance. The criminal documentation -- well, two-fold ... glorifying criminal behavior tends not to diminish it, so if you make "gangstas" cool, you'll ensure crimes related to "races" as it were.

Yeah, more crimes by minorities --- socialogists will better discuss that with differing opinions. I will note that examining crime reports can be interesting, especially since you aren't looking at court documents like prior criminal activity -- it makes you wonder. It leaves me in awe and wonder, for at face value, it appears unfair. Other side of the mirror, perhaps it is fair.

Still, basing argument on skin color -- wrong. How does one choose to be Black ... or short?

better man

There is a girl at work, I wrote about "eyes", who went out with an ass, but is now going out with a younger guy (by 1 year) who is the better man. This guy I see being the 2nd run ... you know, the rationale man who is the "nice guy" who generally finishes last. I hope for each, they find happiness. The other guy, well ... he can finish last or not finish at all. He is the kind of guy who would, "betcha five bucks I nail her" kind of jerk.

The new guy is a nice guy ... has ideals and as far as what he shows -- some nobility, with marked humility. "Eyes" as I shall call her is adored for her cuteness. I think she is more than that, but for now that what she shows most people -- cute (though I see a bit of reality in her, and she has medicine in mind as a career).

God rest his soul.

So, who is this masked man?

Lieberfraumilch! What is this masterful diatribe of misspellings? Well, I wouldn't call it a blog ... no posts. I'm thinking, "No ticket" from Indiana Jones' Last Crusade.

Lookee here ... MR is in good company (someone else can't read my crap either)

My baffling non-English way of writing has confused yet another.

Okay. Since I wasn't clear, basically I wrote that in the community where I work, The Hispanic, generally illegals from Mexico with 8 percent English understanding still rank higher than Blacks. This is intersting considering the Blacks have been here for longer.

In my hometown, Blacks are still longer rung, but perhaps at level with Hispanics. I wrote the disportionate arrests and charges aginst Blacks and Hispanics. Generally speaking, there are a greater number of arrests of Blacks, proportionally as well as numerically than of Hispanics or Whites. I believe the Hispanics, locally, are arrested less often than Whites, but stand a better chance at longer or worse sentences than Whites.

It's just sad that at work I hear racial slurs daily, yet they don't seem to understand it is bitter to hear. Gee, I wonder why there aren't typical minorities working there ... huh, there are racial slurs spoken as commonly as cigarette smoke. Some of these dolts don't even see the irony of using racial slurs while their own heritage smacks of genocide, disenfranchisement, and oppression, such as American Indians (as one man claims he has heritage), Iranian, and yes ... Hispanic and mixed (like people producing offspring of mixed races, in two cases non-married couple with Black-White children).

My indirect post also noted that California is a state that will soon go Spanish, while the Midwest here is less likely to embrace it for general slower immigration of "the Spanish", Klan history and continuity, and generalized xenophobia. Indiana, the state about which I write is "land of the Indians" and was virtually Indian-free for fifty or more years.

Racism was on my mind for, at work I grow tired of hearing it. Work is bothering me and I'm hunting for a new job. I hope that I can get one in this town which is a little less trailer-ridden. The trailer-heavy town where I work is sterotypical of trailer "trash" and concepts of we-all-related and "we don't want the Irish".+ It also smacks of the stark reality that none of those folks there could figure out a computer application if they had the instructor standing beside them. I guess it holds true that the more racist you are, the stupider you are (as you favor your ignorance rather than accept accountability). Each person makes a mark, no one race is more evil or good than another. It is a person that chooses to be good or evil.

One could make the case for me, since I am of Irish and German ancenstry that I am prone to alcoholism and violence, so that I am deistined to be a bastard to my impulses. I believe that I have done about 55:45 good vs evil. So, I am a bit better than bad. I have made choices, some destructive and other helpful. I am judged by my skin, where I should not be. I am regarded as potentially good for I am white.

A person at work was given an attaboy with, "That's mighty white of you." Case in point, work bothers me and today I am focussed the pervasive language of racists, especially of the neaderthals with whom I work.

+ from Blazing Saddles, where the quote is, "Okay. We'll give some land to the niggers and the chinks, but we don't want the Irish."

Juan state or another

I find it funny that the unwelcome quasi-Spanish Mexicans are "wetbacks", "beaners", but people still try to speak Spanglish to them to work with them. Meanwhile, the Blacks are still the dirt on which the ladder is set. They aren't a rung on the ladder. They are dead, stinking last where I work and are darn-near that here in FW.

Granted: urban crime is on the rise and if you track the arrests and crime logs you'll note the proportion of reported crimes and criminals is unfavorably respresnted by Blacks. The Hispanic+ populace is gaining in the polls on urban crime, but is still outdone by Whites as their population is presently greater.

I still am wrapping my anger around some Indiana cities and towns importing, in some ways, non-Enlgish speaking immigrants (knowingly illegal) and using them in factories doing labor others don't want. These non-Nationales have money and spend them in place, yet have as much knowledge of English and I do of ancient Aramaic.

California, like Mark of Zorro would have you think, will be Mexico II, but I think Indian-free Indiana will be slow to take in the Mexican population. It's sad to see that some other groups don't get a "fest" like Greeks and Germans, but I dare write I'm not sure FW is ready for Mexifest.

+ based on Hispanola, refering to Northern South American and the Gulf nations of the Carribean. If you ask the Spanish from Spain, I don't think they lay claim to the Mexican language called Spanish.

taxed dollars

I drove to work one day and saw a firetruck blocking part of a lane. It was out in front of a business. "My word", I thought ... there was a fire! No. My tax dollars were paying for a small team of firefighters using a pump truck to water flowers and bushes at a restaurant. Let me understand this.

I'm paying taxes and you send a pump truck to water flowers and bushes.

I want a larger refund in 2008.

touched

At work, woman (like girls)+ do lots of flirting. One woman, as mentioned has grabbed my butt, darn-near fondled me frontally and others talk candidly about lesbian things, though they aren't lesbian. Rather, they want to elicit a response from me, generally peaked interest and a blush sometimes.

"I cannot help but feel touched."++

+ thought of Prince song, "Kiss"
++ Star Trek, Wrath of Khan

racism is rampant

"Could you please help me with this", or "could you please get me ...", is what I said. I got back, "Does my skin look black to you?"

Nice. That's just peachy-keen wonderful. Yep... Klan left a mark up there.

spot of light

How in the world ... there's a hole in the sky, the clouds moving around us.

old story

Where I once worked, come five minutes til, I'd lock the doors. I grew tired of flakes coming in ... "hey, are you still open?" Uh, you walked in the door, lights are on, what do you think? Hey, how many can I check out? Here is where I would think, crud! This dummy doesn't have an account and it'll be ten minutes with that and then more time with putz-a-palooza picking movies mixed with, "Hey! Doyougot ..."

I remember screening calls about my behavior, "Yeah, this guy wouldn't let us in at 12:10, even though there were other people in the store." Dude, I was getting out of there at 1:00 or later each night. Screw off! Perhaps, because I have had the low-end and stupid jobs I tend not to do what I hated and come in at the last minute or run in at the opening of a store expecting prompt and friendly service. I also tend not to start fights with the business, for it they don't do what's right, I'll not return ... simple.

I remember one day, at the old job, that some person was pulling on a "push" door, but with such force (rocking) that it would have easily opened with her movements. You know, if you saw no lights, no cars in the lot and the times of operation on the door and windows, you might have been given some tiny clue that the place, "WAS NOT OPEN". I would think that I couldn't be surprised by generalized stupidity, but I still get shocked by the depth of stupidty and lack of reason of some people.

I'm ranting here for, what people don't understand is that each minute after we close that I'm still doing typical operational work, means at least two minutes more work. At that rate, five minutes late = ten minutes more work. I don't like leaving later than I have to leave, especially with my long stinking drive.

Antiquated systems, like abacuss aren't nearly as useful as using tools in a faster, meaningful manner. Work has yet to pull its head out of its backside to see that.

typical asses

A car careens into the lot, swerving and dramatically changing vector to counter 60 mph inertia to stop (barely) into a parking space. The person comes in, "how late are you open?"

I look at the clock and think, "until two minutes ago", but I couldn't turn her away because some bum came in six minutes before we closed, placed an order that was in the oven. So she pulled out a menu, placed an order for something we haven't carried in a year. She then went through the menu ... huh, huh, I'll take this.

The "this" required use a machine that a woman at work cleaned early so she could get out, ya know, sometime close to normal. Well, normally that's a no-no, but I let it slide because I'm a pragmatist. Becuase of her haste, I'm sure the morning crew will wonder, why is this, a little dirty? It was used several times after cleaning, though normally sees less action to no action late at night.

Anyway ... the woman (who works there) took parts to clean and I, having more than just paperwork to do, had to improvize for lack of the items. On top of that ... do other stuff relevant to my job.

The crap wasn't done there. After sloppily putting together the last two things ... phone call to complain. They got stuff ... ate it all up (much like fairy tale quote) but decided that it wasn't right, although it was a day or more ago. Huh ... smells and sounds like bullcrap.

Later, glitch and the numbers didn't match with the computer, so I had to fix the entries to match the receipts. Ah, yes ... again, not out of ther on time. How typical!

-- personally assessment of one doofus who works there ... butt! I was doing work stuff -- you know, like being with customers and I get a child's call from the back, [my name; repeated]. What the? I hope that his child acts much the same way to dissuade him from his stupidity and wonder ... why is my child calling me from two states away wanting me to walk up to him? Hey, I know you just walked a quarter mile ... could you get me the phone and some milk, I'm busy playing a game. What a blinking putz!

How to quickly and neatly remove hubcaps

Drive really fast and bump into the curb. Well, maybe it isn't neat, but it is fast. Yep ... the other night I surgically removed a hubcap in just such a simplistic manner.

smells like empathy 2

I got a call, well, really a call back from a friend. She went through the complexities of the universe and finally ... what was really going on. Some people are like that ... talking about gravity shifts, polarity, simbiotic nature of animals, Gandhi's and Confuscious' teachings and finally ... they venture to worry about how they are doing at their job.

Oh, so the other stuff was just special effects, right?

Anyway, she has a friend who's fighting getting a job in (dun dun dun ... dah) teaching. So, I told her about winning strategies for getting jobs:

$ find out where the jobs are (This step she missed a bit. She was applying for where she wanted to work, rather than examining whether they were hiring or capable of hiring)
$ ... in teaching, with unions, there are rules as first draft, second draft, third, and fourth. She was a fourth draft and didn't know that (well she would be in this county)
$ get all the written and documented accolades you can
$ know the adminstration (this is the butt-kissing arena)
$ distinguish yourself from the pack
$ compromise

Let's hope that all of the might help her friend get a job teaching. Good luck! As I expressed to a woman at work ... teaching 30 kids similtaneously meant that I couldn't teach 30 different ways, but rather I had to teach to the middle ground. That's what turned me off in school, and I couldn't bear the thought of doing that to others.

You cannot effective teach 30 individuals individually given the space and time in school. Now, where my neice attended for her primary (1-5th) years, she had small class sizes -- 15 including herself, one year. It was a public school, but sadly it is closed due to the district's "buy, build bigger better". There will never be a more class like that in the area again.

---- back to the empathy ----

This friend of mine is seeking another job, but isn't very pro-active about getting it. It is easier to complain than to do. She's going into bankruptcy as is another friend I know. I hope not to find myself going there -- crap, crap, crap or something to that effect.

smells like empathy

I've put in enough time at work that I actually feel for some of these people. Crud, I was hoping to get out before I cared. Anyway ... each has her or his own story and some are frot with self-destruction. One person, I had the bad task of letting her know that the management turned down my suggestion for her to be trained as a "specific manager". They cited that she had an, "attitude problem" and she was made aware that were she ever entered into the management world, the area would be where I suggested her to be trained, but only there.

While at work yesterday and catching on fire from the 90 something degree heat, due to ovens and the adjacent (not closed off by doors) room's heat was set at a brisk 84 degrees making my area around 5000 degrees. Later someone came in and changed it to human temperatures, but didn't affect me for 90 some minutes.

I am hoping that more and more people see and understand the simplistic laziness of the next-levelers+. I know at work I am the horse, "I will work harder", while the at times pigs-as-farmers develop new plans for windmills. I'm not quite sure who plays the role of Snowball yet, but I'll find out. Yes, it's akin to Animal Farm, but in a less Communistic way. One next-leveler remarked that something should be in one position, but walked away empty-handed, leaving someone else to move the things to the place where she went.

Now for these next-levers, I feel almost not compassion or empathy, for generally they are hypocritical and not worthy of much attention as it is most hot air. They have all the time in the world to pull people aside and give remarks here and there and experiential teachings, but aren't often willing to do the work. Oh no ... shouldn't do that.

The other people who work there, all have some kind of situation. Now, my hero-complex notwithstanding, I can't save any of them, but I can feel for them. One woman has a son, "he's an asshole", as she remarked for he is in jail for robbing a place. There are ... two married servers (waitresses), but most of them have children. That's right, do the math ... single moms, some who are living with the man responsible for the child, but can't commit to marriage. "Let's spend the night together", as Mick Jagger might say.

One newly pregnant woman/girl was complaining of feeling like crap. Huh, in an overly hot place working hard and first tri-mester of first child. Imagine that! I instictly offered an Excederin, but she was thinking more clearly than I was remarking that she couldn't take it. Kryptonite ... can't help. Another girl at work, who reminds me so much of Jennifer -- it's almost scary, wanted to learn another area in the place. So, I told one of the next-levers ... or was it a brick wall, I can't remember.

I typed a long-overly elaborate letter dictating one girl's interest in learning another area of the store where I think she would shine. It was actually something she brought up wanting. I will have to do the same for this Jennifer-like girl who wishes to move around yet some more. Perhaps the I should skip the intermediary steps, or middle management and go straight to the unit's top dog. I hate not following protocol, but if it doesn't work, then I'll have to skip it.

Finally, for I should stop here, one girl was telling me about a guy she's dating who -- by her description, is the vandal. You know ... he's the rough guy, to make other girls jealous. Then later, she'll likely say, "Hey! He was a jerk, just like he was acting to be!" Well, I let her know my opinion and expressed that I'd rather not see her hurt -- in a brotherly sort of way. She appreciated that and "don't have a brother who protects me", seemed happy that I was interested.

Also, being the rumor-stop, meaning that if the grapevine news hits me ... it's done at me. I think this is why people don't mind talking with me, for I consider things, share an opinion sometimes, but don't work on keeping the rumor mill going and keep secrets, secret. I know of people at work seeking other employment and know that some are leaving, but they haven't yet told management. These secrets I'll keep, for they were told to me in confidence. I guess this is being a hero of sorts -- a shoulder and an ear, no flying through the air required.

courtesy of MR

I've been waiting so long ... I've been waiting so long. It's the sunshine of your life--
More pornographers shut down, for now. Now we need to rubber stamp the documents, "Find him and kill him!"

Thanks MR for this news that makes the sun brighter today.

Schedule

T: off
W: 5 - close
R: 4 - 10
F: 5 - 11
S: 12 - 8
N: 11 - 8
M: 5 - close

Mr. Porno

I thought it was called OUCH. There was other plastic on it.

no slaughter, but evil grins

Here's a blurb about a potential in meat "manufacture", where meat is grown, not extracted from killed and slaughtered animals. So where, you might wonder, does evil plan to venture? The article states only using beef, but what if sociopaths took command and introduced, say ... human meat. If you think that isn't a possibility, then you haven't read the rare, but actually times fast food has had fecal matter, balogna & weiners have other parts. Humans introduced into the diet would be, well, certainly a possibility. I can predict soylent green sooner than you think.

Father's Day

Well, my father isn't here right now, so there's not much I can do. Some friends have lost their fathers, so today is either -- lacking or has changed due to their role as the father. I think it would be nicer for Father's Day to be on Monday and then 'Father's' could take off the day. Now, by "Father" I mean (as noted in many posts) that a Father is one who raises you -- not just sires you.

Insects don't have fathers, but genetic donors -- and so that should ring true with the many polygenic familes who have fractional siblings, but no permanent father-figure.

So, for Father's Day, I type, "Thanks for participating in who I am now, without you -- I'd be someone different!"

Hello ... tech support

I was at work and a guy there posed a question to me, starting from a statement of failure when installing new RAM in his desktop. After installing it, his monitor went kaput! Huh. Not seeing his computer, I thought of the many possibilities for the plug & play feature of the monitor to fail. Now, it could be that the monitor indeed failed at this curious time, but that is highly unlikely. It is likely that the memory, despite claims, wasn't compatible with the computer.

Now, as far as it disabling the monitor -- whereby eliminating the computer's functionality, I don't find it likely that the installed then removed RAM would disrupt the computer in such a fashion. Now, not seeing his computer, though he had a (rhymes with SMELL) -- I have a laptop from them, I know squat about their desktops. I made a few suggestions and we'll have to see if they work.

If so, I can then also be the "turn to" guy, as in, "turn to" [my name] for tech issues.