Me
(8:04PM)
And for some people the night is still young, but this is starting to get old. I've been working the second shift for the last week or so, which for my section is unusual because this is the first time since I've been here that we've worked a second shift. The rest of the place is dead to the world, and it's just me and one other guy here, which gives me a perfect opportunity to toss lines without tossing my lunch. It's been a very rough couple of weeks, actually getting closer to three. There is a very good friend I have that means a lot to me who suddenly ceased to drop me any lines, and I really feel a void right now. It was she who gave me some serious advice somewhere around this time frame last year, telling me to guard my heart, having gone through a similar ordeal as I. I tried guarding my heart over the course of our friendship because I didn't want to take the same road I had traveled before, and I didn't want to put her through any serious grief either. But I'm feeling some pain at the moment, and I don't even know if she's ever going to read this or not, although she knows that it's here. The other pain surrounding this is the fact that I'm married, but I've been going through some serious changes over the past four years, and she knows about those changes, this friend that I've been speaking of. You develop a closeness with someone when you bare your soul on certain things, but now for some strange reason she no longer sends any lines my way, and there are some times when I feel a little on the side of undone, because I don't know why. I always tried to keep things kosher for both our sakes, and I always wanted to be for her what she wanted me to be, someone she could share her heart with without having to wonder whether she was going to be judged for feeling a certain way. But now I don't know what I am. One thing I do know I'm lonely inside. I used to really look forward to hearing from her. We would toss lines back and forth just about every day, but now it's been almost three weeks and all I've gotten is two very short emails, about four lines tops. Like a lot of things, I know what I'm feeling inside will pass, but I just wish I knew why, and now I guess I'm gone.
And for some people the night is still young, but this is starting to get old. I've been working the second shift for the last week or so, which for my section is unusual because this is the first time since I've been here that we've worked a second shift. The rest of the place is dead to the world, and it's just me and one other guy here, which gives me a perfect opportunity to toss lines without tossing my lunch. It's been a very rough couple of weeks, actually getting closer to three. There is a very good friend I have that means a lot to me who suddenly ceased to drop me any lines, and I really feel a void right now. It was she who gave me some serious advice somewhere around this time frame last year, telling me to guard my heart, having gone through a similar ordeal as I. I tried guarding my heart over the course of our friendship because I didn't want to take the same road I had traveled before, and I didn't want to put her through any serious grief either. But I'm feeling some pain at the moment, and I don't even know if she's ever going to read this or not, although she knows that it's here. The other pain surrounding this is the fact that I'm married, but I've been going through some serious changes over the past four years, and she knows about those changes, this friend that I've been speaking of. You develop a closeness with someone when you bare your soul on certain things, but now for some strange reason she no longer sends any lines my way, and there are some times when I feel a little on the side of undone, because I don't know why. I always tried to keep things kosher for both our sakes, and I always wanted to be for her what she wanted me to be, someone she could share her heart with without having to wonder whether she was going to be judged for feeling a certain way. But now I don't know what I am. One thing I do know I'm lonely inside. I used to really look forward to hearing from her. We would toss lines back and forth just about every day, but now it's been almost three weeks and all I've gotten is two very short emails, about four lines tops. Like a lot of things, I know what I'm feeling inside will pass, but I just wish I knew why, and now I guess I'm gone.
Friday
(5:41AM)
Another long awaited Friday has reached its destination, and even though it hasn't really started I'll be glad when it's over. This has been one of those weeks where I've felt like the hamster on an exercise wheel, just tooling along, but not really going anywhere. I've been spinning out with helping in an engineering capacity, and sometimes doing that can be on the serious side of boring. I'll be coming in to this place on Sunday to babysit somebody, basically, but there will be work for me to do, as well. We've got a bunch of transmitters that have to come back to be retested because some genius somewhere gave us the wrong frequencies to set them up on initially, so now they have to all be pulled back and redone, and to make sure that it doesn't impede the normal work schedule they're going to have me come in on the second shift and test. It's not a real biggy to me. It isn't like I have anything better to do besides sleep, and maybe snack before hitting the rack. Currently, I'm in one of those modes where I'm pre-caffeine. I have yet to grab up on some java, and while I won't go ballistic if I don't get a cup there are some things you just kind of get used to in the morning, kind of like number 1 or number 2, but not necessarily in that order. I have to ease my way into this day, not get into too much of a rush lest I spend the rest of my day in constant dread.
I've been missing tossing lines back and forth with someone this week, and it's really unusual that it's been that way because she and I have been tossing a lot of lines for quite a while now. I guess she must be needing some space, and I respect that. She was instrumental in helping me through a very tough time, but she told me up front that she didn't want to get too close, that she wanted to establish a line, and considering what she had been through and what I had been through I was more than understanding of what she was saying. Sometimes it was very hard to see where that line was because life on our respective home fronts is nothing to jump and shout about. There is a lot of sadness on both ends of our cyberlink, but we know that there are certain things that can't be helped, and where we currently are is something like that. I've only heard from her once this week, well actually twice, but they were both very brief. I know she has a lot of pressure from her work, but I sense there is something else, but I won't pry or prod, just go with the flow is about the best I can do. I know that she doesn't owe me anything, and the best thing I can do is be a friend, and that's what I'll try and do. And I guess I'm gone now. Ciao.
Another long awaited Friday has reached its destination, and even though it hasn't really started I'll be glad when it's over. This has been one of those weeks where I've felt like the hamster on an exercise wheel, just tooling along, but not really going anywhere. I've been spinning out with helping in an engineering capacity, and sometimes doing that can be on the serious side of boring. I'll be coming in to this place on Sunday to babysit somebody, basically, but there will be work for me to do, as well. We've got a bunch of transmitters that have to come back to be retested because some genius somewhere gave us the wrong frequencies to set them up on initially, so now they have to all be pulled back and redone, and to make sure that it doesn't impede the normal work schedule they're going to have me come in on the second shift and test. It's not a real biggy to me. It isn't like I have anything better to do besides sleep, and maybe snack before hitting the rack. Currently, I'm in one of those modes where I'm pre-caffeine. I have yet to grab up on some java, and while I won't go ballistic if I don't get a cup there are some things you just kind of get used to in the morning, kind of like number 1 or number 2, but not necessarily in that order. I have to ease my way into this day, not get into too much of a rush lest I spend the rest of my day in constant dread.
I've been missing tossing lines back and forth with someone this week, and it's really unusual that it's been that way because she and I have been tossing a lot of lines for quite a while now. I guess she must be needing some space, and I respect that. She was instrumental in helping me through a very tough time, but she told me up front that she didn't want to get too close, that she wanted to establish a line, and considering what she had been through and what I had been through I was more than understanding of what she was saying. Sometimes it was very hard to see where that line was because life on our respective home fronts is nothing to jump and shout about. There is a lot of sadness on both ends of our cyberlink, but we know that there are certain things that can't be helped, and where we currently are is something like that. I've only heard from her once this week, well actually twice, but they were both very brief. I know she has a lot of pressure from her work, but I sense there is something else, but I won't pry or prod, just go with the flow is about the best I can do. I know that she doesn't owe me anything, and the best thing I can do is be a friend, and that's what I'll try and do. And I guess I'm gone now. Ciao.
The Secret to a Long Life
(8:50AM)
Man aged 107 forsakes sex for longevity: paper
Sun Feb 25, 9:24 AM
HONG KONG (Reuters) - A 107-year-old Hong Kong villager, who still enjoys an occasional smoke, has attributed his longevity in part to decades of sexual abstinence, a newspaper said on Sunday.
And to the above I say, "Kill me!!!"
(11:55AM)
And to the above I say, I was only kidding. My little woman has had me abstaining for almost a year now, a year for sure by May or June. I highly doubt that it's going to add any years to my life, and even if it did, depending on where those years are spent I might want to reconsider. If you spend the last twenty years of your life in a nursing home with tubes hooked up to you that's not the kind of life I'd want to live, but I know that isn't how it is for the boy in Hong Kong, so I guess it's all in what turns your crank, and I'm gone now.
Man aged 107 forsakes sex for longevity: paper
Sun Feb 25, 9:24 AM
HONG KONG (Reuters) - A 107-year-old Hong Kong villager, who still enjoys an occasional smoke, has attributed his longevity in part to decades of sexual abstinence, a newspaper said on Sunday.
And to the above I say, "Kill me!!!"
(11:55AM)
And to the above I say, I was only kidding. My little woman has had me abstaining for almost a year now, a year for sure by May or June. I highly doubt that it's going to add any years to my life, and even if it did, depending on where those years are spent I might want to reconsider. If you spend the last twenty years of your life in a nursing home with tubes hooked up to you that's not the kind of life I'd want to live, but I know that isn't how it is for the boy in Hong Kong, so I guess it's all in what turns your crank, and I'm gone now.
Jumpstart
(6:11AM)
Here I sit where I sat this time last week. I haven't made the trek back to the java joint yet, but I'm working my way into that mode. It was a go nowhere weekend, and it got there in a hurry. In some ways I'm glad that it's over and in others I wish it wasn't, and I'm caught in the middle with me. Saturday was a veg day. It was rainy, dreary, cold, and all that other kind of stuff that just makes you want to crawl under the covers and drift off into dreamland, but instead I kicked back in the living room and watched flicks with the little woman and my daughter, and you know when that happens it will be chick flicks I'll be watching most of the time, but I'm a big boy. I can handle it. I wanted to blog in my main blog, but when the wife is around blogging becomes a painful thing for me. If she were to ever read some of the stuff I've written she would do some things that probably wouldn't be too pleasant, and I'm not into the whips and chains thing.
I did do some blogging on Sunday. The little woman went into work and my stress level went down such that I could toss some lines here and there and that wasn't half bad. I'm the kind of guy that needs to do that on occasion. Some people work out their frustrations, or reduce their stress levels, by doing any number of death defying things, but I like to toss mind fodder around in cyberspace. Sometimes it might get read, and sometimes not, but it's not a biggy as long as I can get it from point A to point B, which is anywhere outside of me. I have found that over the last year or so I have been able to release a lot of things through tossing verbage, and most of it pain. Take it from me, this getting older thing isn't what some people make it out to be. When they talk about those golden years I'm thinking that to be a prelude to some kind of bladder problem, and I'm not in for that. I turn fifty this year, but I blame myself. I could have done like a lot of people and lived a life of wanton pleasures and checked out early, but there's something about that that just rubs me the wrong way.
Here I sit where I sat this time last week. I haven't made the trek back to the java joint yet, but I'm working my way into that mode. It was a go nowhere weekend, and it got there in a hurry. In some ways I'm glad that it's over and in others I wish it wasn't, and I'm caught in the middle with me. Saturday was a veg day. It was rainy, dreary, cold, and all that other kind of stuff that just makes you want to crawl under the covers and drift off into dreamland, but instead I kicked back in the living room and watched flicks with the little woman and my daughter, and you know when that happens it will be chick flicks I'll be watching most of the time, but I'm a big boy. I can handle it. I wanted to blog in my main blog, but when the wife is around blogging becomes a painful thing for me. If she were to ever read some of the stuff I've written she would do some things that probably wouldn't be too pleasant, and I'm not into the whips and chains thing.
I did do some blogging on Sunday. The little woman went into work and my stress level went down such that I could toss some lines here and there and that wasn't half bad. I'm the kind of guy that needs to do that on occasion. Some people work out their frustrations, or reduce their stress levels, by doing any number of death defying things, but I like to toss mind fodder around in cyberspace. Sometimes it might get read, and sometimes not, but it's not a biggy as long as I can get it from point A to point B, which is anywhere outside of me. I have found that over the last year or so I have been able to release a lot of things through tossing verbage, and most of it pain. Take it from me, this getting older thing isn't what some people make it out to be. When they talk about those golden years I'm thinking that to be a prelude to some kind of bladder problem, and I'm not in for that. I turn fifty this year, but I blame myself. I could have done like a lot of people and lived a life of wanton pleasures and checked out early, but there's something about that that just rubs me the wrong way.
Friday
(8:57AM)
I only have a few minutes to toss thoughts into cyberspace. Where has this week gone? I'm not real sure, but I think it's here. I look forward to Fridays just so I can get out of here for a couple of days. A guy I work with wanted to know if I wanted to come in on Sunday and work some overtime. It didn't take me long to say, "I don't think so". The extra money would be nice, according to my other half, but sometimes a guy just has to say enough is enough, and spending five days in here with my current outlook on life is more than enough for me. Just give me some space, and I've got to go hit it again. Ciao for the moment.
I only have a few minutes to toss thoughts into cyberspace. Where has this week gone? I'm not real sure, but I think it's here. I look forward to Fridays just so I can get out of here for a couple of days. A guy I work with wanted to know if I wanted to come in on Sunday and work some overtime. It didn't take me long to say, "I don't think so". The extra money would be nice, according to my other half, but sometimes a guy just has to say enough is enough, and spending five days in here with my current outlook on life is more than enough for me. Just give me some space, and I've got to go hit it again. Ciao for the moment.
Monday. . . .Again?
(8:58AM)
I've spun out on my morning break not giving myself enough time to come here and toss anything. The morning has been going good for the most part, but that's mostly because the Siamese twin is taking the next few days off, and I'll get back to this when I get more time. The gong just sounded calling the slaves back to work, and I'm gone.
(11:56AM)
They tell me it's getting warmer outside, but being in here I can't tell. The morning has gone by and three hours from now the rest of the day will follow suit, and I ask myself why it is that one wishes so much for the weekend to arrive when the week hasn't even begun, when a person really hasn't gotten over the last weekend. Don't get the wrong impression. I'm not a party animal so I don't have the classic symptoms of Saturday night fever and Monday morning reruns of looking for the Tidy Bowl man. I've had a few episodes of something like that, and I try my best to forget them, and having said all that for pretty much nothing I guess I'll go back to work now. Ciao.
I've spun out on my morning break not giving myself enough time to come here and toss anything. The morning has been going good for the most part, but that's mostly because the Siamese twin is taking the next few days off, and I'll get back to this when I get more time. The gong just sounded calling the slaves back to work, and I'm gone.
(11:56AM)
They tell me it's getting warmer outside, but being in here I can't tell. The morning has gone by and three hours from now the rest of the day will follow suit, and I ask myself why it is that one wishes so much for the weekend to arrive when the week hasn't even begun, when a person really hasn't gotten over the last weekend. Don't get the wrong impression. I'm not a party animal so I don't have the classic symptoms of Saturday night fever and Monday morning reruns of looking for the Tidy Bowl man. I've had a few episodes of something like that, and I try my best to forget them, and having said all that for pretty much nothing I guess I'll go back to work now. Ciao.
Deja Vu
(5:49AM)
There's something cool about a two day work week in that you can have a Monday and a Friday back to back and cut out all the junk in the middle, and it works for me. It was 3 below zero when I came in to work this morning, and for one person I know that that is like a cool spring day, but for me that's right down frigid. The word is that it's supposed to get up to thirty today, and that it means it will be the warmest it's been in about three weeks by my misguided calculations. I'm not a big Valentine's Day kind of guy for reasons I won't go into here, but for the past three or four years I have been more about just getting the little woman something so that she doesn't feel left out. It's kind of like buying your kids toys around Christmas time even if you don't actually celebrate the holiday so that way they don't catch a lot of guff at school from the other pre-pubescent monsters. I have made it a habit to buy her stuffed animals because unlike roses, they don't wilt and get tossed in the trash two days after it's over. This year I bought her a stuffed monkey with a heart on the front saying something like, "You hold the key to my heart." Then I had bought her a box of chocolate covered cherries and a coffee mug with stuff written on the outside and some more candy on the inside, the stuff that tells that significant other that you love and appreciate them, and what did I get in return? Absolutely nothing. I guess when it comes to needs I don't have any, but somebody could have fooled me. I could understand my love life going down the toilet when I'm sixty plus, but I'm not even fifty yet. I may as well be a fossil as far as she's concerned, and for that matter I probably am.
But I'm at work now, two days after the fact, two days after the pain, but I'm used to it, the pain that is. I've been dealing with it for a long time now, and what bothers me about that is that one day my heart will become so calloused by rejection that I just won't care at all, and any hope of renewing the inner passions I once felt so much will be totally gone, and that bites in a big way if I stop and think about it too much, and I usually do. And at this point I guess I'll go in search of some java to get myself jump started. Besides now is the time when bodies start to trickle in, and I'm a little on the sensitive side when it comes to blogging with eyes around. I'll try to add more to this as the day unfolds, or whatever it does. And I'm gone.
(2:14PM)
Bummer, I've only got a minute to blog. But I've only got forty-five more minutes and I'm out of here. It's only been a two day work week for me, and I don't even look forward to next week, but it is supposed to be warmer, so I guess there is a bright spot ahead in one respect, and it's back to the salt mines for me. And I'm gone.
(9:20PM)
I'm getting ready to call it a night, but I wanted to drop one more thing before I do, something that someone who reads this may find to have special meaning, because it does, but a person still has to keep it real, or as close to real as you can. And I'm gone.
thank you for loving me
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There's something cool about a two day work week in that you can have a Monday and a Friday back to back and cut out all the junk in the middle, and it works for me. It was 3 below zero when I came in to work this morning, and for one person I know that that is like a cool spring day, but for me that's right down frigid. The word is that it's supposed to get up to thirty today, and that it means it will be the warmest it's been in about three weeks by my misguided calculations. I'm not a big Valentine's Day kind of guy for reasons I won't go into here, but for the past three or four years I have been more about just getting the little woman something so that she doesn't feel left out. It's kind of like buying your kids toys around Christmas time even if you don't actually celebrate the holiday so that way they don't catch a lot of guff at school from the other pre-pubescent monsters. I have made it a habit to buy her stuffed animals because unlike roses, they don't wilt and get tossed in the trash two days after it's over. This year I bought her a stuffed monkey with a heart on the front saying something like, "You hold the key to my heart." Then I had bought her a box of chocolate covered cherries and a coffee mug with stuff written on the outside and some more candy on the inside, the stuff that tells that significant other that you love and appreciate them, and what did I get in return? Absolutely nothing. I guess when it comes to needs I don't have any, but somebody could have fooled me. I could understand my love life going down the toilet when I'm sixty plus, but I'm not even fifty yet. I may as well be a fossil as far as she's concerned, and for that matter I probably am.
But I'm at work now, two days after the fact, two days after the pain, but I'm used to it, the pain that is. I've been dealing with it for a long time now, and what bothers me about that is that one day my heart will become so calloused by rejection that I just won't care at all, and any hope of renewing the inner passions I once felt so much will be totally gone, and that bites in a big way if I stop and think about it too much, and I usually do. And at this point I guess I'll go in search of some java to get myself jump started. Besides now is the time when bodies start to trickle in, and I'm a little on the sensitive side when it comes to blogging with eyes around. I'll try to add more to this as the day unfolds, or whatever it does. And I'm gone.
(2:14PM)
Bummer, I've only got a minute to blog. But I've only got forty-five more minutes and I'm out of here. It's only been a two day work week for me, and I don't even look forward to next week, but it is supposed to be warmer, so I guess there is a bright spot ahead in one respect, and it's back to the salt mines for me. And I'm gone.
(9:20PM)
I'm getting ready to call it a night, but I wanted to drop one more thing before I do, something that someone who reads this may find to have special meaning, because it does, but a person still has to keep it real, or as close to real as you can. And I'm gone.
thank you for loving me
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Monday
(12:36PM)
I'm getting a late start on things today, due to a lack of something, motivation, interest, whatever, I don't know. But until I get one of those things resolved I'll just settle for posting another video. I'm still in need of a shower, and this is totally uncharacteristic of me, but they say that change is good. But I'm going now so I can change into something else. And I'll be back, maybe.
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I'm getting a late start on things today, due to a lack of something, motivation, interest, whatever, I don't know. But until I get one of those things resolved I'll just settle for posting another video. I'm still in need of a shower, and this is totally uncharacteristic of me, but they say that change is good. But I'm going now so I can change into something else. And I'll be back, maybe.
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And here's a little something else for giggles and grins.
Getting Braced
(6:01AM)
It's too early in the morning for this, but what else is there? I'm going to go make the trek for some go juice in a little bit, but before I do I'll spout off at the head about the latest happenings while my coast is clear. We had what is referred to as a KNOW meeting yesterday, and now that we're all in the know it would appear that next week the blade is going to drop and a number of us are going to be axed to leave. We just don't know who yet, and the waiting is not going so well as is to be expected. I've gone through being chopped once before and it was nothing I care go through again. I'm hoping that I'll survive this one, but I'll know that when next Thursday comes around. I'm taking the first three days of next week off to spend time with my son, and that's when this big exodus is supposed to take place. Before I left out of here yesterday I stopped by my boss's office to tell him that I would be taking some time off next week and I wanted to know if I should leave my home phone number so that way he could call and tell me if I needed to come in Thursday morning. He laughed telling me that he didn't think that us technicians would get hit, but I don't assume anything when it comes to bean counters. They chop heads indiscriminately without regards to the faces attached to them. I haven't actually formulated a backup plan, but if the weather was a lot warmer I think I'd take a couple weeks and go someplace to drown some bait, and maybe play tug of war with a few guppies. There is just so much uncertainty in this place right now that there isn't really a whole lot getting done. The fact that we've got some parts shortages holding things up isn't helping much either, but nobody is really thinking too much about those right now.
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On a different note there is not any real windbreaking news to speak of of any serious import. Life on my homefront is where it's been for some time now, and because this is a relatively new blog nobody who reads this has a clue about what I'm talking about, and maybe one day that will change, and then again maybe not. I haven't actually reached a comfort zone with writing here yet, and perhaps that's because of the new surroundings. As I get adjusted I'll probably be popping off at the head with a number of things to suggest where the life of a guy my age is going, or maybe it's already there. I'm not sure yet. Having tossed this mindless drivel I guess I'll grab my coffee mug and head on down the highway for some java, and I hope my eyes don't get slammed open too quickly. I've got to ease myself in to this day. And I'm gone now.
It's too early in the morning for this, but what else is there? I'm going to go make the trek for some go juice in a little bit, but before I do I'll spout off at the head about the latest happenings while my coast is clear. We had what is referred to as a KNOW meeting yesterday, and now that we're all in the know it would appear that next week the blade is going to drop and a number of us are going to be axed to leave. We just don't know who yet, and the waiting is not going so well as is to be expected. I've gone through being chopped once before and it was nothing I care go through again. I'm hoping that I'll survive this one, but I'll know that when next Thursday comes around. I'm taking the first three days of next week off to spend time with my son, and that's when this big exodus is supposed to take place. Before I left out of here yesterday I stopped by my boss's office to tell him that I would be taking some time off next week and I wanted to know if I should leave my home phone number so that way he could call and tell me if I needed to come in Thursday morning. He laughed telling me that he didn't think that us technicians would get hit, but I don't assume anything when it comes to bean counters. They chop heads indiscriminately without regards to the faces attached to them. I haven't actually formulated a backup plan, but if the weather was a lot warmer I think I'd take a couple weeks and go someplace to drown some bait, and maybe play tug of war with a few guppies. There is just so much uncertainty in this place right now that there isn't really a whole lot getting done. The fact that we've got some parts shortages holding things up isn't helping much either, but nobody is really thinking too much about those right now.
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On a different note there is not any real windbreaking news to speak of of any serious import. Life on my homefront is where it's been for some time now, and because this is a relatively new blog nobody who reads this has a clue about what I'm talking about, and maybe one day that will change, and then again maybe not. I haven't actually reached a comfort zone with writing here yet, and perhaps that's because of the new surroundings. As I get adjusted I'll probably be popping off at the head with a number of things to suggest where the life of a guy my age is going, or maybe it's already there. I'm not sure yet. Having tossed this mindless drivel I guess I'll grab my coffee mug and head on down the highway for some java, and I hope my eyes don't get slammed open too quickly. I've got to ease myself in to this day. And I'm gone now.
Restless
(11:56AM)
It's been a typical Monday as most Mondays go, and I've been trying to work my way into it without doing too much damage. It's seriously cold outside, and I pity the person who has to work out in it. The natives have been restless in my work place wondering if they're going to have jobs in the days and weeks ahead. I'm wondering about that myself because none of us are untouchable. The powers that be in their ivory towers care little of who gets axed to leave as long as it all looks good on paper, and since when did big business have a conscience? With that I guess I'll get ready for the downhill slope of today. Later, I think.
(2:13PM)
Privacy is such a hard thing to find these days in this part of my space. I've got just forty-five minutes left to this day, and I was ready to hit the door less than an hour after I got here. I've been milking projects for most of the day because there has been no resolution to the parts shortages we have, and that's a bite because that's what keeps me spinning my wheels, and speaking of spinning my wheels, I guess it's time for me to go back and spin them some more, and I'm gone now once again.
It's been a typical Monday as most Mondays go, and I've been trying to work my way into it without doing too much damage. It's seriously cold outside, and I pity the person who has to work out in it. The natives have been restless in my work place wondering if they're going to have jobs in the days and weeks ahead. I'm wondering about that myself because none of us are untouchable. The powers that be in their ivory towers care little of who gets axed to leave as long as it all looks good on paper, and since when did big business have a conscience? With that I guess I'll get ready for the downhill slope of today. Later, I think.
(2:13PM)
Privacy is such a hard thing to find these days in this part of my space. I've got just forty-five minutes left to this day, and I was ready to hit the door less than an hour after I got here. I've been milking projects for most of the day because there has been no resolution to the parts shortages we have, and that's a bite because that's what keeps me spinning my wheels, and speaking of spinning my wheels, I guess it's time for me to go back and spin them some more, and I'm gone now once again.
Friday
(5:55AM)
It's another unfun filled Friday coming down and I ask myself why I just didn't go ahead and take the whole week off. Any smart guy would have done that, but my claim to fame has never been a high IQ so here I sit waiting to ease my way into another day at this place that makes it possible for me to feed my face, among other things. I got home last night to find that the computer link is still down which translates into my not being able to get online to blog in my main blog, and that might hurt on a feeling or two here that this is my second or third choice in the blog thing, maybe even further down the ladder than that. What makes this blog a place of choice is twofold. One, I can access it at work and that is a big plus when I can't access my main one from here. The other is that someone else blogs here that I'd like to know like the back of my hand, but twelve hundred miles can put a hurt on anyone. And the third reason is because I can post videos and music here and the blog over on mindviz won't let me do that, and I feel a vacuum of serious proportions when I think about that as in, it sucks. So here I am, and here I'll be for a while or longer maybe.
One of the good things about this blog space is the anonymity that exists here. I'm sure that over time it will change. Things always do over time. In the past I have been one to just toss my insides out into the cyberrealm, always being cognizant not to get too rowdy in my expression, keeping the expletives to a minimum, and none if I can help it. Hey, it's just me. Much of what I share has to do with my life on the homefront, but sometimes I will get into a philosophizing frame of mind, and when that happens pay no attention to me. It's probably a resultant effect of something I ate last night, but not someone. To borrow from the words of a famous former American, some look at the world as it is and ask why. I look at the world as it is and say, "It figures." But I can be rather on the side of boring, and if you don't believe me just ask my wife. She'll tell you that straight up. I have tried to do something about that, but when she isn't in the mood to play that makes me a dull boy, and she's never in the mood to play, therefore I don't know what she has to complain about.
Well, I guess it has reached that place once again where I need to get my feet locomoting back to where the grog brews for the juice that slams my eyes into wake up mode. I may be back before this day is done, and then again perhaps not, but at least I made a small dent in my space, and I guess that counts for something, but I was never very good at math. And I'm gone now. Ciao, for the moment.
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(8:54AM)
It's breaktime at my work place, so I figured I'd drop a line or two for giggles and grins. We are currently involved in what is referred to as the five s's, and what it basically boils down to is someone's idea of getting everybody to clean up their work space. I'm kind of bad about not throwing stuff away and pretty soon I've got all kinds of extra cables and connectors and cleaning stuff, and anything else I think I might use again in my lifetime. The way I usually see it, if it's still good for something I don't see why I should throw it away, and it never hurts to have a few more of something. My motto is, a little bit more is a lot better than a little bit less, but my wife could care less, or so it seems with me the majority of the time. But that's a different story, and I won't go into it now. Suffice it to say, we are pretty much just doing the tidying up thing, and that's okay I guess. I don't know what else there is to do that can't wait until I start to care, which pretty much tells you that right now I don't. It's Friday and Super Bowl weekend is looming in the future, and even though I don't watch that much television, it will be a good reason to sit back and drink a few lagers with my sons that I don't see very often. And that reminds me, I have to make a stop at Wally World to grab up on some happy juice, the lager kind. And I guess I have to go back to work now. Bummer. Ciao for the moment.
(3:19PM)
Well, this day is done and it wasn't even fun, but they rarely ever are, but it's the thought that counts, and what was I thinking? I did more cleaning today than I've done in the last four years combined, so I'm looking forward to the next two days chilling out in my domestic space. I'm going to have a house full of bodies tomorrow from both sides of the marital gene pool, and I'll try to be a decent host although there have been more than a few times where I have been anything other than that. It's an attitudinal thing, but I know I'm long overdue for a change, and I'm getting there. One day when I turn into a full-fledged fossil I probably won't have any kind of attitude at all. I'll be dirt nap material by then. And I guess now is as good a time as any to hit the bricks. I was going to stop and pick up some lager before heading home, but methinks my little woman will be an unhappy camper if I do, but I'm pretty much always an unhappy camper, and she knows why, but I'm not telling. Let's just say she has me on a diet of painful proportions where the interactivity has reached a point of not even close, and you catch my drift. Ciao for now, but not forever, I think.
It's another unfun filled Friday coming down and I ask myself why I just didn't go ahead and take the whole week off. Any smart guy would have done that, but my claim to fame has never been a high IQ so here I sit waiting to ease my way into another day at this place that makes it possible for me to feed my face, among other things. I got home last night to find that the computer link is still down which translates into my not being able to get online to blog in my main blog, and that might hurt on a feeling or two here that this is my second or third choice in the blog thing, maybe even further down the ladder than that. What makes this blog a place of choice is twofold. One, I can access it at work and that is a big plus when I can't access my main one from here. The other is that someone else blogs here that I'd like to know like the back of my hand, but twelve hundred miles can put a hurt on anyone. And the third reason is because I can post videos and music here and the blog over on mindviz won't let me do that, and I feel a vacuum of serious proportions when I think about that as in, it sucks. So here I am, and here I'll be for a while or longer maybe.
One of the good things about this blog space is the anonymity that exists here. I'm sure that over time it will change. Things always do over time. In the past I have been one to just toss my insides out into the cyberrealm, always being cognizant not to get too rowdy in my expression, keeping the expletives to a minimum, and none if I can help it. Hey, it's just me. Much of what I share has to do with my life on the homefront, but sometimes I will get into a philosophizing frame of mind, and when that happens pay no attention to me. It's probably a resultant effect of something I ate last night, but not someone. To borrow from the words of a famous former American, some look at the world as it is and ask why. I look at the world as it is and say, "It figures." But I can be rather on the side of boring, and if you don't believe me just ask my wife. She'll tell you that straight up. I have tried to do something about that, but when she isn't in the mood to play that makes me a dull boy, and she's never in the mood to play, therefore I don't know what she has to complain about.
Well, I guess it has reached that place once again where I need to get my feet locomoting back to where the grog brews for the juice that slams my eyes into wake up mode. I may be back before this day is done, and then again perhaps not, but at least I made a small dent in my space, and I guess that counts for something, but I was never very good at math. And I'm gone now. Ciao, for the moment.
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(8:54AM)
It's breaktime at my work place, so I figured I'd drop a line or two for giggles and grins. We are currently involved in what is referred to as the five s's, and what it basically boils down to is someone's idea of getting everybody to clean up their work space. I'm kind of bad about not throwing stuff away and pretty soon I've got all kinds of extra cables and connectors and cleaning stuff, and anything else I think I might use again in my lifetime. The way I usually see it, if it's still good for something I don't see why I should throw it away, and it never hurts to have a few more of something. My motto is, a little bit more is a lot better than a little bit less, but my wife could care less, or so it seems with me the majority of the time. But that's a different story, and I won't go into it now. Suffice it to say, we are pretty much just doing the tidying up thing, and that's okay I guess. I don't know what else there is to do that can't wait until I start to care, which pretty much tells you that right now I don't. It's Friday and Super Bowl weekend is looming in the future, and even though I don't watch that much television, it will be a good reason to sit back and drink a few lagers with my sons that I don't see very often. And that reminds me, I have to make a stop at Wally World to grab up on some happy juice, the lager kind. And I guess I have to go back to work now. Bummer. Ciao for the moment.
(3:19PM)
Well, this day is done and it wasn't even fun, but they rarely ever are, but it's the thought that counts, and what was I thinking? I did more cleaning today than I've done in the last four years combined, so I'm looking forward to the next two days chilling out in my domestic space. I'm going to have a house full of bodies tomorrow from both sides of the marital gene pool, and I'll try to be a decent host although there have been more than a few times where I have been anything other than that. It's an attitudinal thing, but I know I'm long overdue for a change, and I'm getting there. One day when I turn into a full-fledged fossil I probably won't have any kind of attitude at all. I'll be dirt nap material by then. And I guess now is as good a time as any to hit the bricks. I was going to stop and pick up some lager before heading home, but methinks my little woman will be an unhappy camper if I do, but I'm pretty much always an unhappy camper, and she knows why, but I'm not telling. Let's just say she has me on a diet of painful proportions where the interactivity has reached a point of not even close, and you catch my drift. Ciao for now, but not forever, I think.
Back
(5:55AM)
It was a good two days off, maybe. It was nice to spend some time with my son who is back on leave from Iraq for a couple of weeks. It's a funny thing how you can look at someone you haven't seen for so long, but when you look at that person it's almost as if he'd never left, and that's a little of how I was feeling yesterday, and it wasn't a bad feeling at all. I wish it could always be that way, and I wish it could always be that way in a lot of other cases as well. I haven't expressed much about my home life here as of yet. I have to warm into the place I guess. I know that there is only one person who knows me who reads what I write, and that helps in that I want to be able to let out what's on the inside, yet at the same time I don't want everybody and his brother knowing what's going on in the corners of my mind. To put it better I don't mind complete strangers reading what's going on inside, but if my wife were to ever find out that would be very painful, not that I'm not already in enough pain as it is. But for the moment I think I need to make a run in search of some java, and perhaps I'll get back here before my day is done. Ciao for the moment.
(11:56AM)
I'm wondering if it isn't time for me to start thinking about polishing up my resume, as in blow the dust off and make a few changes. The word is that there is going to be 150 jobs eliminated in this division of the company I work for and if my number was to be one of those 150 that would be a serious bite in the shorts. If there is a bright side it would be an excuse for me to start looking for a job somewhere else, but somewhere else wouldn't be anywhere around here. It bites when you get to be my age. You find yourself wondering how much your age affects your chances of landing something remotely close to what you were doing, and around here the chances are on the order of slim. I'll wait out the storm and see what happens, but I see the clouds gathering in yon distance, and I'm gone now. Ciao.
It was a good two days off, maybe. It was nice to spend some time with my son who is back on leave from Iraq for a couple of weeks. It's a funny thing how you can look at someone you haven't seen for so long, but when you look at that person it's almost as if he'd never left, and that's a little of how I was feeling yesterday, and it wasn't a bad feeling at all. I wish it could always be that way, and I wish it could always be that way in a lot of other cases as well. I haven't expressed much about my home life here as of yet. I have to warm into the place I guess. I know that there is only one person who knows me who reads what I write, and that helps in that I want to be able to let out what's on the inside, yet at the same time I don't want everybody and his brother knowing what's going on in the corners of my mind. To put it better I don't mind complete strangers reading what's going on inside, but if my wife were to ever find out that would be very painful, not that I'm not already in enough pain as it is. But for the moment I think I need to make a run in search of some java, and perhaps I'll get back here before my day is done. Ciao for the moment.
(11:56AM)
I'm wondering if it isn't time for me to start thinking about polishing up my resume, as in blow the dust off and make a few changes. The word is that there is going to be 150 jobs eliminated in this division of the company I work for and if my number was to be one of those 150 that would be a serious bite in the shorts. If there is a bright side it would be an excuse for me to start looking for a job somewhere else, but somewhere else wouldn't be anywhere around here. It bites when you get to be my age. You find yourself wondering how much your age affects your chances of landing something remotely close to what you were doing, and around here the chances are on the order of slim. I'll wait out the storm and see what happens, but I see the clouds gathering in yon distance, and I'm gone now. Ciao.
Only Me
(9:15AM)
Here I am again, but not for very long. I've got to change my looks just a little, as in, go hit the shower and put on a happy face, or something along those lines. But here's a tune I grabbed up on this morning, something I haven't heard in quite a while, and I'm starting to get an education on matching up the tunes with the bands, or is it the other way around? And I'm gone now.
A Flock Of Seagulls - Wishing
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Here I am again, but not for very long. I've got to change my looks just a little, as in, go hit the shower and put on a happy face, or something along those lines. But here's a tune I grabbed up on this morning, something I haven't heard in quite a while, and I'm starting to get an education on matching up the tunes with the bands, or is it the other way around? And I'm gone now.
A Flock Of Seagulls - Wishing
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Here
(1:12PM)
I guess I'll drop a video here for someone special, and she knows who she is. She likes AC/DC and I thought she might like this tune. I'd never heard it before this morning, but there's a lot of things I've never heard, and I'm gone now.
AC/DC - Hard as a rock
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I guess I'll drop a video here for someone special, and she knows who she is. She likes AC/DC and I thought she might like this tune. I'd never heard it before this morning, but there's a lot of things I've never heard, and I'm gone now.
AC/DC - Hard as a rock
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Here
(6:13AM)
And here I sit in preparation for another fun day at the orifice. A person can learn a lot from someone else's pain, and as I read a blog this morning I began to look at myself a little bit and realize that I probably don't do as much around my living space as I should. And I know that needs to change. I guess when I was working ten and twelve hour days I never thought about doing a whole lot once I got home, but I should have done some contributing here and there, or at least made more of an effort. This year is going to be a year of change, and I don't know if it's going to be good or bad, but there's going to be some change somewhere. I think there are times when a person gets into a rut of assumption, and that's not really where I want to be. Since my little woman works four days a week, and my daughter rarely contributes to what needs to be done around the ranchero I need to take a more proactive approach to things and see what I can do to change the face of things on the homefront. But I won't say I'm a complete and total bum. I do laundry quite a bit of the time, and I clean up around the kitchen, and I make the bed every night because she fails to do it every morning. But I'm not looking to make any comparisons here. I know that I've dropped the ball in a lot of areas, and I'm thinking I need to pick it up and run with it. Well, I guess I'll get into the mindset of doing something here now, but it won't be easy. I still haven't had my go juice, and I'm in serious need of a jump start. And I'm gone now.
And here I sit in preparation for another fun day at the orifice. A person can learn a lot from someone else's pain, and as I read a blog this morning I began to look at myself a little bit and realize that I probably don't do as much around my living space as I should. And I know that needs to change. I guess when I was working ten and twelve hour days I never thought about doing a whole lot once I got home, but I should have done some contributing here and there, or at least made more of an effort. This year is going to be a year of change, and I don't know if it's going to be good or bad, but there's going to be some change somewhere. I think there are times when a person gets into a rut of assumption, and that's not really where I want to be. Since my little woman works four days a week, and my daughter rarely contributes to what needs to be done around the ranchero I need to take a more proactive approach to things and see what I can do to change the face of things on the homefront. But I won't say I'm a complete and total bum. I do laundry quite a bit of the time, and I clean up around the kitchen, and I make the bed every night because she fails to do it every morning. But I'm not looking to make any comparisons here. I know that I've dropped the ball in a lot of areas, and I'm thinking I need to pick it up and run with it. Well, I guess I'll get into the mindset of doing something here now, but it won't be easy. I still haven't had my go juice, and I'm in serious need of a jump start. And I'm gone now.
Monday
(8:58AM)
It's another Monday going nowhere in a hurry. Tell me when I get to wherever it's going, and I'm gone.
Collective soul - The World I Know
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This day brought nothing new, and I suppose in some respects that's not a bad thing, but in some respects it is. But there's always tomorrow I guess, and I'm looking for that silver lining, and it doesn't say Fruit of the Loom. And I'm gone now, even though I wasn't here for very long.
It's another Monday going nowhere in a hurry. Tell me when I get to wherever it's going, and I'm gone.
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This day brought nothing new, and I suppose in some respects that's not a bad thing, but in some respects it is. But there's always tomorrow I guess, and I'm looking for that silver lining, and it doesn't say Fruit of the Loom. And I'm gone now, even though I wasn't here for very long.
Sunday
(9:35AM)
There is little going on thus far as the day moves from here to there, but I'm going to put on a different face and see what happens after that. Before I do that I think I'll post another video that's worthy, one that takes me back to a different place when life had a different face. And I'll be back.
Dire Straits- Money for Nothing
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There is little going on thus far as the day moves from here to there, but I'm going to put on a different face and see what happens after that. Before I do that I think I'll post another video that's worthy, one that takes me back to a different place when life had a different face. And I'll be back.
Dire Straits- Money for Nothing
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Here Again?
(12:19PM)
Yep, with nothing better to do I had to come back for part deux. And I'll write some more when the moment's right, but here's a tune that's just alright.
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Yep, with nothing better to do I had to come back for part deux. And I'll write some more when the moment's right, but here's a tune that's just alright.
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Another
(7:44PM)
It's late, so I figured I'd rock you to sleep.
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It's late, so I figured I'd rock you to sleep.
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Here I Go Again
(1:46PM)
What do you know? It worketh. And now I am a happier camper.
Experiment #2
I like this one better. Can you dig it?
You Shook Me All Night Long
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What do you know? It worketh. And now I am a happier camper.
Experiment #2
I like this one better. Can you dig it?
You Shook Me All Night Long
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