So, I guess you shouldn't smoke, right?

Video shows graphically, why people should not smoke. Simple, real, but smokers won't learn. I don't credit smokers with intelligence, as smoking is dangerous -- no matter from under what stupid rock you got any other ideas.

couldn't crawl

My car ... inefficient in some ways. It has the climbing power of a leaf. The leaf, powerless on its own, could reach higher with the growth of the stem.

-- huh?

My car has trouble maintaining speed on hills, even, what I consider simple ones. I am seeking another car, despite the fact that I will undoubtedly be spending more on gas. I've got little money, so I wonder where I can get one.

wants a hottie

Man at work -- seeks hottie about which to obsess. End of story.






Wait, okay. Married man with child asked if there were hot women there tonight. I completely feigned interest, especially since two ladies who work there -- I find quite attractive. Quote the [my name] evermore.

How in the?

It feels that my feet are getting stronger, if such a thing could be. Of all the things that I'd like stronger -- my mind, back, arms, legs, hands ... I get strong feet. What gives?

Work week 6

• M 11 - 4
• T - OFF
• W 11-8
• R 2 - 9
• F 2- 10
• S 11 - 8
• N 12 - 8
• M 11 - 4

Top of the charts, gossip down

I am in a position to hear some gossip ... I wish there were none, but that isn't the case. Ever lurking ... the signs, hints and allegations. A phrase four generations from the beginning ...
"JoBeth eats fire with envy."
Uh ... did you embelish anything on the story you got?
Maybe.

and now a moment to make plans

Ah ... I saw this lovely woman again today. She works there, but I must ask her if she is married. It seems to me that she might be ... alas for me if she is. The code prohibits jewelry, hence ... no sign of marriage.

I thought about her and I thought about one other woman who tenderly melted my heart once. Even married, I chatted with her -- transported to high school with friendly chats and little hearts when our eyes met. It wasn't to be, for she had married and that was that. She had gained weight, and found her equally attractive -- I guess I wasn't looking at her per se, but of hope, dream, or some deep romantic thing I won't bother to cover here.

I guess it's springtime and my heart is aching, but I'll settle right now for playful sexual banter, as I had today with another woman.

Pay my bills!

There's a radio station that will select a random person and pay that person's utility bill, if, the person submits the bill and responds to the station selecting him/her within ten minutes. There was a completely stupid woman who called wanting the bill to be paid, but hadn't faxed it. She didn't have a fax, she didn't work, but wanted her minutes (obviously a cell phone) paid as well as a bill. Now, let me get this straight:

You don't have a job, you're on a cell phone, and you plan to drive over to the station tomorrow to drop off a bill?

I suggest a good smack on the head.

FW doesn't like me

I reviewed the survey for Mc

Indianapolis

Man! I just can't win! I can't find anything within FW, dog gone it!

apprehensive

I got a survey from Mc ... I have yet to complete it. I will do so today and send it off. I got good rest last night, I hope that my mind is rested too.

Books resting

I have a manual that rests right now. I need to spend about two hours on it sometime to finish a few things, then review and prepare for a class then a test that will happen -- sometimes, maybe in May. The area M was there yesterday, after the company person came through to inspect the facility -- cleanliness, adherance to policy, yadda, yadda, yadda.

At one time, the area M had a (required to be professionally done) sign for the place. He, however, held it like a phallis of 25'. One wonders, really, how such a guy holds the job that he does, then I remember that he's flat -- never having held any other job. He had never worked for any other company. That, my friends, makes a person a little looney.

The GM remarked to me in what ways the area M is good, but candidly remarked that he felt the area M lacked some professionalism. "Hey, Dawg", the area chatted on the phone, might be an example of this.

Anyway ... should get back to bookwork. Homework isn't just for school.

I also put my foot in my mouth and am buying a phone for work today. Let's hope that it wasn't an error to speak of it. I will be compensated if it dies. Oh, uh ... I mean, they will re-imburse me.

Dorkis

I was "stationed" as it were in an area with which I have little practical experience. Well, trial by fire, I'm there. At one point, I asked, "What do you use?" I got no response. Again I asked ... nothing. I randomly pulled up something, "do you use this?" "No."

Apparently some methods of training require you to guess, make mistakes and be called out on them, much like "Office Space", where showing initiitve is punished. The GM is better, but the lowers are, well ... one in particular has an unkind streak that lies just below a young face.

I am an old fart in relation to many others there. The other M's there are twenties. The GM is older than I am. I am learning to cope with the many inconsistencies, thinking to myself how I would like to have my own place to run it differently in many respects.

Kinda like

There's a woman at work ... kinda like this, and I think she kinda likes me. I'm, uh ... put off a bit.

Yo, M, my man!

I was supposed to get a Mcphone call, but I guess the person McForgot.

watch your tongue

Last night, anything stated was "dirty", after a series of silly situations. Thankfully, most people couldn't hear the unprofessional bits making airways, perhaps it would have affected business.

due for a class

I spoke with the manager who is supposed to register me for a class, then generally are 10-3 on the day they are run. This just about puts me out of doing that and going to work. I could, in theory, do the class then drive up and start work from like 4 "ish" to close. Now that, ladies and gentleman, would be a long friggin' day!

I was reading over the book. The "testing", as the manager put it, will be for me to verbally recall the sections, in mostly their entirety answering all of the questions in the book, and then able to verbally answer the panel's other questions. This is for step one of many hurdles. There is a lot to remember, thankfully I don't think some parts are on later tests.

I looked over it all and it appears to me that I'll be telling the "Illiad" and at the end, be open for questions.

Post-mortem accident

On the highway, on my way home last night, I saw five firetrucks, many police vehicles, and the Westbound traffic completely stopped. In the "center" of it all was crumpled stillskin -- an S-10 like thing looking cartoonishly burned, smashed, and chewed like Godzilla tasted it, stepped on it and spit fire on it. I doubt seriously that the driver or anyone in the hulk of a thing survived. It really wasn't clear what happened. I would hazzard to guess too fast of truck vs heavy semi, end of story.

On my way to work earlier, I smelled a foul wind, not from me, but the semi next to me. At the light, I saw a fire at the axle of the truck. I was happy to pull away at the green ... the driver apparently felt "something was wrong" and pulled over, I noticed in my review mirror. I wonder if his brakes were on fire or what.

Thinking of fire, I got burnt a few times at work by hot items and hot liquid. There is a silly woman at work who spanked me twice also, so I geuessed I got my bottom warmed, not burnt, also. Despite my great volume of anti-persperant and anti-deodorant -- I stank at the end of the day. I don't want to know how hot summer will be. Today, I'll try lots more "pit juice" and aroma spray (cologne).

I drove with my windows down the whole way home -- anyone behind me for the first 10 miles had the smell of some guy who worked quite a bit, somoewhere ahead of them, mixed with the local smells of factories and animal manure.

Pull out the tongue

Maia does her best James Dean

I iz schtoopid

I was looking through flickr at pics and saw a gray someone ... I thought it was a person in a large bunny suit. I thought, maybe, ready for Peter Cottontail to head down the bunny trail to make some child happy or in wonder. No. It was a woman in a gray sari.

Boy, am I sorry I mistook the sari.

left the corvette parked out front

I was on a busy main street the other day when I saw a bright, shiny corvette parked in front of a house in a little run-down area. "Life-size" Barbie apparently parked it there and went in to play some more with the girl who lives there.