August 24th, 2006

Drop Ship

Ramblings of a Madman

Pluto is no more. That's going to be hard to remember when it comes time to teach my children about our solar system. And he's "forgotten" his alphabet again. I need to come up with some strategy, some tool I can implement to get him up to speed. Its very frustrating.

This week at work has been one of the busiest full weeks. My already short staff was down to two people Tuesday and today. Unlike Tuesday, however, today has been tolerable. Yesterday I drove to a part of town I'd never before been to visit with a Nun who is also a Boardmember. galinda822 warned me, "You're going to be gone a lot longer than you think..." I was.

I've been given my weekend duty roster. I'm to work in the yard this weekend. I used to have a very nice Echo weed-eater. It was well balanced. I could hold it in one hand. I left it in Texas with my father. Needing one here, I bought a cheap one. What a mistake. First of all, the engine is mounted at an awkward angle. To make things worse, the shaft bends off away from your body, making holding the apparatus a nightmare. In order to hold it, it requires both hands with quite an effort to get the cutting head parallel to the ground. Because of the bend and angle of engine, the entire thing is not only off-balance straining back muscles to keep it plumb, it also has a tendency to twist! The handles are uncomfortable as hell, and I'm worn completely out before I've even started. Never again.

Celebrate my strength
Embrace my fortitude
Do not turn from me
And I shall not abandon you
I am still here

I am and will always be
Not what you want
But what you need
Run not from it
And do not mock it

Enjoy the aspects that I am
Fret not over what I'm not
What was still is
If only you could see it

The rest is frivolous
And will gain you nothing
I am here for a reason
Unbeknownst to you
And me

Rely on that
And that alone
Every single day is a gift
And I will take full advantage of mine
What will you do with yours?

Have had a bottle of wine every day this week. All white. Today, the wife and I shared a bottle of Missouri red. I picked up a bottle of German Pinot Grigio at Sam's. I had never had German Pinot. IT WAS THE BEST PINOT GRIGIO I HAVE EVER HAD! It was from the Rhinehessen region - the region I know best. I tell you this - you could bind my eyes with cloth and set several Pinot Grigio's in front of me in a blind taste test, and I would pick the one from Germany. It was fantastic.

Thanks for the songs galinda! They were fantastic! Variations of 'Fear' by Sarah McLaughlan. My ex-girlfriend took me to see her in Dallas just prior to breaking up with me. It was always my favorite song after I saw her live. Stupid Paula Cole opened for her. I thought I was in hell. Paula Cole took a cookie sheet, and propped it up on a floor-mounted microphone, then gave a speech about how she was visiting her mother and came up with this idea to use as an instrument. Throughout the song, she'd intermittently pound it with her foot. It sounded like exactly like someone pounding a cookie sheet with their foot! Dumbass.

I'm tired. I've been in quality testing of the new audio-conferencing equipment all week. It started out about half an hour a day. The next day was half an hour every hour and a half. Today was four hours of testing. I'd gone so long without a scooby-snack I told them I was going to dismantle the entire unit with my bare hands if I didn't get a 15-minute reprieve. They believed me.

My son is sitting next to me working on a program called, 'Spelling Made Easy' where I type in a list of words (jump, time, to, a, the...) and he spells them. It's hard to spell when you can't read. It's hard to read when you don't know the alphabet. This school eschews 'phonics' and has given him a list of 'sight words.' Words you need to know by memorizing them alone. At first, I assumed that things had changed since I was in school and perhaps, just like the ever-changing food pyramid, that this was supposed to be better for them. Experience, on the other, has shown me that this is entirely retarded. I've taken it upon myself to do things the way I see fit. Dumbasses.

My wife now prefers Firefox over IE. I must be doing something right.

I'm angry. At a lot of things. At nothing. Things that I have let pile up. Maybe I'm just tired. Maybe I need to stop being the good guy so often and rule all I survey with a fist of iron. It just might work...

Don't be a slyboots
Cunning, shrewd, a rogue
Don't be a shyboots,
Nobody likes a slyboots.
Everyone wants to like you
so why be a slowpoke?
Nobody likes slowpokes
Slowpokes lose favor.
Don't you give a reason
to be known as a
People look down on
and they'll look down on you
if they can call you one
How would you like to be known as
one who pussyfoots?
Don't be a pussyfooter and stay away
from those who do.

--Steve Martin

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