For the record

There was never any "poop" next to my garage or anywhere on my property. There may, however, be an eronius peice of scat from Bella.

I do not "dig in poop" nor am I a "poop digger".

Thank you.

White House Memo

If you don't want people to sure you, change the laws, or write new ones that keeps them from suing you or bringing crimnal charges against you.

See it here. Or here. Or listen to it on NPR.

How can our President parade around the country and world shoving "The War on Terror" up everyones nose, but not call the individuals held as a result of this WAR prisoners of war?

If your not outraged, your not paying attention.

back yard

Since there is no more thrid row seat, I'd like to extend an invitation for friends to stop by Friday evening and enjoy a couple cold beers in my back yard. the garage will be open andthe stereo tuned to WNCX, and there might be a fire in the ring to go through some of the pear tree that I took down. I'll have some hi-life and maybe some natty light

Delerium

IF you can get a ticket, go see Cirque Du Soleil's Delirium, it is absolutely amazing. Almost spiritual.

Huge thanks to Vera, the gal with some childrens non-prof that got Steph two tickets along with some other folks from town. We got a back stage tour as well.

If could run away with this circus, I would in a second.

I'm so... smart?

I really shouldn't drink at home by myself.

I end up starting fires and cutting down my pear tree with my saw-zal.

outrage

I'm watching the NBC Nightly news with Brian Williams. So far, three thigns have given me cause to feel outrage.

1 - Don Rumsfeld trying to use crafty terms to explain away the continued violence as NOT a civil war.

2 - The health of Castro, and the fact that the US has "a plan in place to deal with a regime change."

3 - Complete support of Isreal in the conflict (are you kidding? it's a fucking WAR! guess that's the fourth thing to be outraged about) with Hezbola.

I guess one thing I can be happy about is my mortgage has a fixed apr for five years.

Who the fuck is the US to have "a plan" to deal with Cuba. What are we gonna do, lift 40+ year old sanctions that have had a quetionable effect on their economy?

We're a hell of a nation, huh?

Gmail

After 8 years of chadsteven@yahoo.com, I'm switching to chadshelms@gmail.com.

I feel so cool.

Employee of the Month?

Not me, but I might need to use my time this way tomorrow if I don't get this report done...

Procrastination

I'm at my kitchen table where I should be working on a report for work.

Instead I've pulled about 13 odd nose hairs out. A couple made my eyes tear up! I should get a trimmer.

I'm just not really in the mood to write things like "excessive mortar build up on the cavity drainage medium due to improper striking of the inner face of the outer masonry wythe potentially eliminates exfiltration paths for water potentially accumulating in the wall cavity space" or "randomly cutting the outermost wire of the ladder truss type reinforcing compromises it's integrity and poses a building risk considering the structure is built in a documented seismic zone" or like "not providing the specified mastic to the joints of the rigid insulation boards installed in the wall cavity creates a pattern of decreased thermal efficiency through out the entire wall system."

Just some excerpts from the report I'm struggling through. Wanna help?

time in the big house

I've never been to prison.

Actually, I have, I've been in the Ashtabula County Jail twice. Once when I was a little kid I got busted stealing a bouncy ball from Ben Franklin, and the second was a school field trip. Kind of a messed up field trip.

Mom was so pissed about the bouncy ball that she put me in the car and took me to BF to make give the ball back and apologize. I was a sobbing blithering idiot doing it, then she took me a block over to the jail and asked the nice guard to let me into a cell and scare the hell out of me. The guard, sharing my mother's appreciation of shock punishment for children, agreed.

I was taken into an empty cell near booking with a CO and read the riot act. I took it as well as a 10 year old could take it, still sobbing and being a blithering idiot. I'm sure Mom was just outside the door waiting and watching to make sure the big bad CO didn't go too far, at least I hope she would've been. I remember the guy was smoking and ashing in the stainless toilet. The walls were beige (of course) and I think the plastic mattress was blue, why I remember is beyond me.

It did scare the hell out of me, but I still tried shoplifting things over the years.

The f'ed up part is, the CO that had me in the cell ended up marrying Mom. You all know him as Larry.

It's funny really. So many people think they are writers but really they just ramble on with words and sentences that look like they tried to copy something from a manual or spec table. Sometimes you stumble on the occasional blog who's author is intuitive, creative or artsy and can write something that you want to read or makes you laugh. I don't try to be either, my thoughts are my thoughts.

My previous job had me writing technically most all the time. Odd thing is I never had any formal training for it, I was just able to pick it up as I went. I've thought about that from time to time, about how I've been fortunate to have the opportunities I've had and make what I've made out of life. I didn't follow the road of the typical high school kid; off to college after graduation then a job in my field. How often does that happen, anyway?

I like me now, and that's really all that matters.

Customer Service Workers of the World Unite!

Customer Service Workers of the World Unite!

I love the next blog button, this guy seems to have some isues and a funny spin on them. I hope he keeps posting.

I'll get all Lou Ferrigno on your ass

OK, so I probably won't get all hulk like, but the sterioids the doctor prescribed along with the antibiotic sure kicked the shit out of my poison ivy.

Thank god, now if I'm lucky, it'll scar.

weekend fun

can be summed up with these

a good time is being had

here at my buddy chris' house, we are partying and drinking and eating and bacci'ing

i am loving it, am tipsy and have hijacked his pc for this post.

i have lots of crooked pix to post later

peace!

my brain hurts

chad? it's raining and your windows and sunroof are open.

thats how audient woke me up about an hour ago. now i'm home and ready to fall back into a fitfull slumber as i've some heartburn and a brain-ache.

thanks for the meat on a stick, good cheap vodka and scotchy.

ow

alien larvae

the bastard should be shot

UPDATE!! A nice lady at the vet, where the kitten was headed to for it's trip to a better place, took it in and will nurse it along. A happy ending indeed! The vet said the little thing was only a day or two old.




I was just on a call, and a construction guy called me over and showed me this kitten. It was in a plastic shopping bag, it still has it's umbilical cord. It's eyes weren't open so it can't be but a week old. It's off to a better place, but while I was holding it, it was trying to suckle the heel of my hand.

Why are people so fucking ignorant?

I don't get it.

The Fed says the economy is slowing; so the Dow goes up 160 points, but the dollar looses value. The CPI is up .3%, not the .2% they thought it would be, but that doesn’t consider energy prices.

So, the stock market is up, but the investors really aren’t making as much money as they thought because the dollar weakened, and the price of oil will go up because the dollar weakened.

And with these tid-bits, how is good news that the Fed might not bump up rates again in a few months?

nothing of import really

in the last few days, not a whole lot has happened.

ryan is of to florida, he left yesterday. he decided to head down there to give life a try somewhere else. I wish him the best and i'll miss him. inspite of the fiasco we had a while back, i'll miss him. he's my brother, come on.

it's hot, damn hot. hot enough for some crotch pot cooking. hot enough i buzzed my hair off.

the truck is good, the sabb is good, the mazda still sucks. i swung by the saab dealership to get my plates and title work and had hem put a new hood emblem on. they washed my car, all they did was put a hood emblem on and they washed my car. they better have, the friggin emeblem was $46.

any one wanna buy a mazda? it's got new tires and the a/c works!

if i could find the person that crapped so much stuff in this house, i'd give em a smack. there is a pile of stuff next to the drive. i thought it was all leaves with some weeds and crap growing up through it. nope. well there were elaves, but under the leaves was a pile of dirt. a wet pile of dirt. i tried to dig it up and since it hot as balls, i stopped.

time for a tall glass of iced tea.