Lost: $190 at the convience store (well I was bound to lose sometime).
Don't quite know what's going on with this job. Something happened yesterday that made me sooo angry. I missed a very important meeting because of a training session about my new duties.
My wife brought home a puppy!!! It's so cute! It's a mix, part Chow. It's a she...named "Sniffles," "Sniff" for short. She's six weeks old, rolly-polly with a wrinkled up face...like a Sherpai.
I worked on some photos last night, will post a few soon. Pix of the darling wife, son and daughter. also Roadkill the cat. And a horrible picture of me and Maxie (the Dashound) which makes me look like a big fish.
And now, a little piece about Librarians, amoung whose ranks I proudly plant myself.
Talked to the wife several times today. Looks like we have an obsessed doctor on our hands. This guy is making a nuisance of himself, calling her when she's not working with him...just to chit-chat, no official business at all. And when she does work with him, he makes this big deal out of it, that she's his favorite and that she should work with him all the time and work with him exclusively. She used to think it was cute, but now she's starting to realize that something's not quite right. He's married too. People are starting to talk. I've had my eye on this situation for sometime but have been only slightly worried and have let her know that I thought it was odd and in the least, unprofessional conduct. He called again today and she told him (jokingly) that these phone calls could amount to harrassment. He said "Sexual Harrasment?" She said, "Only if we talk about sex!" I hope he gets the message soon.
Fairy Dust The Library is quiet tonight, except for the white noise in my head. I can hear it above the den of silence that permeates the room. It's louder tonight than usual. I have visual white noise also. I think Arial calls it Fairy Dust. Tiny particles of light which sparkle in a myriad of colors when you look into the darkness. I love to look at the stars and have been an aspiring Amateur Astronomer since I was twelve years old. However, the silver and blue sky sparkles have put an end to my stargazing. I'm not upset about it, though. the Fairy Dust is all as beautiful as the stars and just as real. My friend Dale in LA says the Fairy Dust is made up of phosphers which you can activate by closing your eyes and pressing on your eyelids. He's kind of right...I see lots of colors in geometric patterns when I do that. But the silver, blue, red, and copper particles of light which inhabit my vision do so without the aid of finger pressure. Every once in a while I see them in broad daylight, kind of like they are winking at me.
:: Tom 7:12 PM [+] ::
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We Have Water!!! The freakin' plumbing leak almost caused the anuerisym I feared. Funny how a 20 minute job turns into 2 hours when a total looney tune like me is trying to do something he knows nothing about. Never have so few curse words (mostly Carlin's Big 7) been turned into so many colorful combinations. Something about "God Fucking Damn" that helps completely tighten a leaky connection once and for all. Especially when shouted at the top of the voice so the whole neighborhood can hear and especially at 10:00 at night. But I fixed it, (about 99% anyway). It was good enough to give us water for last night and this morning (a real shower)!. There's a tiny leak which I'll tackle when I'm fresh. So I wasn't a total hero in my wife's eyes, not totally, as it took all night to fix the leak and I held a shouting match with my invisible self the whole time. But by God, by 10 O'clock, we had water!!!!
Wearing: Blue tiny check button down broadcloth with navy slacks and red Ziggurat tie, black shoes.
Listening: To late 60's, early 70's pop oldies ("Hair" by the Cowsills, "Markaesh Express," CSNY) Have a nice Day!
Won: $140 from the Convenience Store Video Slots (illegal). Here's the what it's like gambling at the convenience store: Say you hit a bunch of 7's and/or Triple Bars and stuff. The machine spits out a ticket with your winnings, you go to the guy up front (Palestinian), make sure there's no one around, you buy a candy bar, give him a dollar with the ticket folded underneath. At this point, some one always comes in to pay for gas so you have to wait till the store clears again (5-8-10 minutes sometimes). The guy counts out the money, makes sure no one sees, then 'palms it' to you. It's all hush-hush/wink-wink shifty eyed, don't dare tell anyone, and then I'm out'a there straight to the bank where I'm in line to deposit $300 in twenties where I had withdrawn $160 earlier, same teller, I'm thinking "This guy's going to report me to the FBI!" So I bolt out of line, then go to another branch and deposit the cash. Believe me, it's very weird!
Still no Package to analyze at work. These new duties are almost as good/bad as my regular duties...they're non existent! Oh well, I'll just blog along. It's 3:30 and I'll have to leave soon. No reason to start on any new projects now. See you at the Library tonight!
Well, it's 3:30PM and I haven't done anything all day but Blog and talk on the phone. This plan to keep me busy and make me more productive is not working!
Me want to go home. I have a leaking pipe in my garage and had to turn the water off yesterday. We filled pots with water, also the bathtub, to help with sponge baths and flushing this AM. I'll be a home-fix-it/plumber/hero in my wife's eyes if I can fix this leak this afternoon. It's not a bad leak. just a small section of polybutyline that needs to be cut out and replaced. Only it's the section of poly that is connected the copper pipe with some sort of compression ring which I've never seen before. Wish me good luck. It's critical I complete this task without having an aneurisym!
I plan to post a bunch of photos, including one of me and my sister's daschund with a look of total surprise on both our faces. As much as I would like to deny, it this is really the way I look: Kind of goofy, kind of like a big fish! It's a great pic. I'll post those tonight on my 56k connection or if that's too slow I'll bring in the disk and do it here (T-Line) tomorrow.
:: Tom 3:38 PM [+] ::
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Here is a fun website for digital graphics. These people are very talented! You'll need Shockwave but you can download from this site.
Wearing: Wheat cotton knit polo shirt, faded olive cotton slacks, brown shoes. A good, casual look for me.
Won: $400 at the convenience store video slot machines (illegal)
Listening: To "Album 88"
Getting Ready: to get ready to get to work
Was up early this morning, up with the wife at 6:30, joking around with her, me complaining that I wanted to leave for work, her insisting that I brush my teeth, me starting to sweat and cursing cause it's so hot upstairs, her giving me a hard time for wanting to leave before she does. Some mornings are just plain fun, you know?
Had meetings all day yesterday about the new duties at my job. I understand now. The boss had said that she wanted to add some intelligence to the job, make it more than just processing paper. Wants to add quality control and analysis. That's what I do best. Will start receiving packages today, checking staffing figures against previously set limits under several hiring vehicles, do some analysis. Should be a fun change from Records Management.
Had my hair cut short yesterday, not a buzz, not a crew, but a tall crew. I really like it short, but it sort of makes me look like an overweight Marine drill sargeant. Weight still below 300 but I need to lose a few more this week. Don't know why I'm not dead from a heart attack. But Blood Pressure is regularly 120/80. Never any chest pains. Shortness of breath when I excert but always push myself to the limit and still no ill effects. My mother is 95 so I guess I have good genes. I love throwing in links to the stuff as I talk (write). I picked up that habit from Caitlan. I'm just running on now with not much to say. So I won't waste your time any more.
Wearing: Burgandy long sleeve, tan polyester slacks, black shoes
Starting: My first day with new duties in addition to my regular stuff. I'm helping out a coworker who is overwhelmed
Feeling: Miserable, because I knocked over a cup of coffee on my desk. Then I broke a glass bowl full of rubber bands and glass shards went everywhere, and it's boiling hot in this office and sweat is pouring off of me.
Ok, I just had some crushed ice and now I'm cooled off. Well...the wife and I made up. We love each other dearly and one lesson I've learned is that if you love someone you must not let an opportuntity go by without telling them so. Even if things don't work out you've got to let them know! We talked things out and now things are fine.
I gave you my heart
You held it like fragile glass
Why call it Love
If it's not supposed to last
Chicken and Cheese: Hi to all my friends: Pam and Don McMahon, Dale in LA, Jo with Am Gen, Roo in Britain, Elaine in Kentucky, Cole in Duluth, and visitors from all over. Let's stop this damn war!!! I had a dream the other night that I was in Bush’s face, arguing with him about the war with Iraq, trying to make him see that he was being pig headed but he wouldn’t listen, wouldn’t even look at me. So, I bit him on the chin! Real hard! I had a dream about Clinton once. It was one of those Renaissance Weekends at Hilton Head for New Years, and we were there, a bunch of people. All the women were in a twitter over Hillary when they arrived. I was outside on the screened in porch. Bill came out on the porch; we were alone. He said “Try the chicken and cheese, it’s very good.” The next day I was having lunch at a restaurant I had never been to before and on the menu was “Malibu Chicken,” which was chicken breast smothered in Monterey Jack. Taking the Prez’s advise, I ordered the Malibu Chicken which indeed turned out to be very good.
