Gradually degenerating into ignorance and complacency.
Saturday, February 02, 2008
What's so special about the second?
It's Groundhog Day ... again, and welcome to lovely Indiana where bouts of Winter are mild and generally just dreary with clouds and invisible sun. On the bright side, there are fewer accidents and there's generally a more upbeat atmosphere. Moreover, on a personal note this year is birth year of Christopher and Joshua+ as early as they are. So, six more weeks of moderate Winter like normal. I like this year so far. It has had many ups and few downs. Thanks God for the ups ... last year was a downer, for sure!
+ technically not yet as of this writing
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Wednesday, January 30, 2008
more work phrases
"Oh, I seen it."
"Now here's the proper way to ..."
"Who did this?"
"Could you come here please?"
"I've told him that."
"Let me ask you a question."
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finger pointing and grief
I was at work and I got, "I'm mad at you", and pouting. Yes, the old man is leaving. I was a good man to many people, uncle a a couple, friend to many. I am sorry to leave most of the people there, but not at all sorry to leave the job. Underpaid, under-appreciated, long, long hours. Nope, the job can go without me.
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Indiana has coyotes
I can be certain of this because I saw one on my way to work today. This solitary trotter was going through a field off the highway today. Yeah ... I have confirmation and moreover am a witness to them being here.
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rather
I'd rather kill a beer than a deer. I don't eat most meats, so, at least least I can drink a beer. I won't eat a deer. The proverbial beer hunter. I no longer keep trophies.
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tied to me
Charlie made up a game. He started with a "ninja star" that could be flung around. Obviously it was plastic. He wanted a string tied to it to use as a grappling hook. Later, he tied it to me and hurled me around with it, as I had elastic strings on my sweatshirt. He had a very good time.
He is attached to me and I am tied to him. It is a pleasant bond, one I don't wish to break, no matter how delicate.
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Punch Out!
While the voting continues ... Rudy looks punched out. Round seven coming up.
I wouldn't mind an online game of Punch Out! with the candidates, Romney, Edwards, Clinton, Obama, McCain, et al.
ding, ding
body blow, body blow, right, right, body blow
ding ding ding ding
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more allusions to Airplane!
no one has to know you're incompetent.
Don't say that word!
No, not a "bu", a bomb.
Management, its where you facilitate other things getting done, but that's not important right now.
Got to concentrate, concentrate, concentrate, concentrate (echoed). Now calling in sick for the thirteenth time, Moody Rudy.
"... and management's getting LARGER!"
"... and management's over [done]; over."
"The management line is for loading and unloading only, there is no working in the management line."
"It looks like I chose the wrong week to stop looking for another job."
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gonna blow this joint
I thought you meant you were going to go ... quit, leave, pursue another job. Oh, I am. I just have one little thing left to do when no one is there.
Stand clear!
I would just go, but ... that is not my way.
[Earth-shattering kaboom]
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Ill-fitting because she's wholesome
There's a woman at work, well ... 19 who married in June. She and her husband live in one town. She is attending school in another town (my hometown) and works in my work town. I wonder why she is so far flung from work ... because she is a good person, wholesome. I got her to share her wedding photos -- others were delighted to see as well.
I never really saw that she was "an odd piece" in the puzzle at work of different pieces to make a whole. She's always -- not in the group. She is taking nursing classes and one class is photography. As that is an interest of mine, no secret at work, she agreed to bring in some pictures from her assignment.
She's a neat woman who is seeking a move to work in her hometown. God willing, it will happen. I know that the first year of marriage is tough, but all the driving makes it worse ... when do you get to spend time together? I will miss her charm, wholesomeness ... a beauty in the dirt of work. We're all bad, she's kinder and gentler, cleaner. Thank God for the chance to have met her.
I will have gone before she gets a chance to move.
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bad man brings destruction
I am a bad man. Though I try to manage my behavior, my intent, my actions ... I believe that I have brought destruction to another person unwittingly. I may been able to predict it, but I did nothing to prevent putting someone else in danger.
I could explain away so many things, but in the end ... selfishness.
I assume (that is ASS out of "U" and "ME") and I have made an ass out of both and each.
Joy met with sickness, I have caused another person to become hurt. I am heartsick for I have done this. In each course of action, there is a reaction. There are always consequences for each and every action.
I care and never wanted this. God knows I was wrong, now I know.
More complex than keeping someone awake to talk with me -- she fell asleep at work, I am to blame. I have wronged others and ... Hell does await me.
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Tuesday, January 29, 2008
glimpse
Why fight when you can get a person to quit? I turned in two weeks notice at work. One guy turned to me, "when you take over inventory", I interrupted, "I turned in my two weeks notice."
The lazy man, humbled by my statement folded like a 9 high to a potential royal flush. Yes, he would retain his long weekly dreary job. I mentioned also payroll, which I would no longer be doing. This too, would fall on him. So this guy gets inventory, payroll, and the other two get ...
one hour paperwork. Huh. If Payroll, done right, takes 2.1 hours, bi-weekly and inventory takes 6 hours weekly, he's screwed.
It is now up to him to do more, which he doesn't. He fights at work with others not following his directions, but ... he is hypocritical and doesn't seem to match one to one, as you break a rule, others will too and that sort of jazz.
I leave my workplace of deadwood at the top and live timber (workers, in every sense of the word) at the bottom. I hope that those few seeking other jobs get the fink out of there and let the deadwood crumble finally, to be replaced by something that works. The management team there is a team of asses, not horses. They are stubborn and ill suited to pull a train.
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wrong cues
I pulled into a hospital parking garage. It had limited height access and a monitor to track vehicles. A sign, that wasn't lit with my car, was "Too High to Enter".
I thought that it might make paranoid pot smokers wonder how big brother got to be so smart.
"Dude, how did they know?"
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warning message from Verisex Wireless
Dear subscriber, Your sex balance is low. Your account will be put in virginity mode.Please refuck as soon as possible. Thank you, Dept 69
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I got last night ... wasn't sure about it until I read it...
oh, very funny, now I get it!
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duet
anecdotal irony;
two fortune cookie slips
"Life will throw you a pleasant curve"
"A romantic evening awaits you tonight"
two swans, mates for life, gliding coolly in the winter pond
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Sunday, January 27, 2008
simulating stimulation
How to Talk Dirty. Sorry, Brooke McEldowney, I didn't mean to talk your topic. Certainly you drew your comics before my idea to write this came to mind. Anyway, tips:
know your audience (hopefully of one of whom you know);
talk in a voice that arouses your partner (deep, sultry, slutty, manly whatever);
a good author doesn't tell, but shows -- so show and let the listener fill in the details;
talk in tones of arousal as you explore, go further into the story;
put yourself in that place -- heavy breathing, panting; your listener should smell your sweat;
titillate her+ senses by fulfilling fantasies, making her the center of it;
find her center -- compassion, passion, pleasure, pain, invective, reflexive, her name ... her name;
make it personal, cater to her needs, wants, desires;
if she wants you to be pumped -- sweaty, spent, make her feel your exhaustion, all of you for her
As for me, I'd rather have the real thing. The phone thing is interesting, but ... not the real thing so it generally would make me laugh or giggle. Now, sultry talk with an angelic voice in my ear where I can feel her breath be it minty, cherry, garlicy -- I'm captivated.
It was my first time to have "successfully" completed this game. A game without losers is a good game to play.
If you are successful, you'll know, unless ... you haven't engaged in the real thing, then -- it's not a game for you to play.
+ this is a general guide, but being straight I'll stick with 'her' for the pronoun
++ Brooke, in no way has condoned my use of her name nor of the link to her work. She does great work and in no way do I wish to offend her or bring bad press to her.
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