It's humid... yucky, and thick aired, and humid.... breathing is work in weather like this.....

Quiet day (SO FAR) , No service calls. (YET) I actually got to sleep late. I of course had sad, depressing lonely dreams. It's so much fun to be me some days. HM Linda shopped, and is currently firing up the BBQ. I swept up and straitened up outside, I also policed up any random garbage. HM Mark is sleeping still, Jim and Nancy are over, and HM Danielle is here with her GF Jackie. It being 7/4, we've got the stars ands stripes flying....wish I had a Gadsden flag......

Gotta run out and pick up a watermelon now....

Later all

TC

Something about an inch long was just running around on my back under my tee shirt. So I did the only thing any reasonable person could do. I yelled...."HA!!! SUCK 400 POUNDS OF FAT MAN YOU LITTLE BASTARD!!!!... and back slammed down as hard as I could on my bed

....something went crunch....

"Didn't know who he was fucking with"

TC

(I think I want a burrito)

Guess we're having a BBQ here tomorrow.....HM Linda sez we are, so it must be true.......what do I know, I just live here.....

Long day, long week... no calls so far....(but it's early yet)

I have become a youtube junky. Stop me before I search again.....

TC

After July 7th, I am making myself a project schedule. My goal is to start the 3-D stuff come August early / mid. The first one will be due in November, but should take less than a month to do with my job schedule.

If I owe you a project and it's not listed, please leave a reply here, and I'll add you.

( My list. )

I was not the one that was running around as Edmund Saturday evening from midnight - 3AM.

If anyone has video of him dancing, please let me know!! I want to see!

Apparently I'm literally allergic to cleaning. I had to stop 2/3 of the way of working on the living room last night, due to sneezing my brains out and lack of breathing.

I felt better when I moved away from the room and laid down. Now I feel stuffed up again. Lovely. I think I left my allergy medicine at work.

Kerry, excuse the temporary mess. I'll finish when I get home. I plan on grabbing the mask that I forgot was in my trunk (just remembered where it was).

...The women were wearing Zippy the Pin head masks, and Al Jorgensen had a machine gun.....

Well, the rumor is true. Tom, the other mechanic has given his 2 weeks notice. He's moving down to North Carolina. The company has put a help wanted ad in the papers. I dropped Harry the Squid an e-mail suggesting he give it a shot. We will see just how this fucks with doing weekend cover, and weather or not it has any impact on me going to Pennsic. They're in for a sudden and rude surprise if they try me on this. I've quit jobs to go to Pennsic before.....

I had a very uncharitable, hateful and stupid thought today while up in Great Neck. I detest Great Neck. It has the rudest, meanest, most inconsiderate drivers in all of NY. (IMHO) I actually caught myself wishing out loud that the economy really tanks so all these rich, Mercedes/Lexus/Beemer driving mother fuckers have to learn to eat out of dumpsters!!!! I want to see these selfish, arrogant rich fucks brought low!!!! I of course quickly realized that this was a stupid thing to wish for, and said sorry to the universe for it, because a catastrophe of that magnitude would hurt innocent folks, and my friends and family as well.....(sigh)

I didn't go walking tonight. I didn't need to. I got back from my runs early, and spent almost 2 hours in an unventilated, unairconditioned warehouse lobbing 25 pound cases of coffee up into trucks. If that ain't aerobic, I don't know what is!!!!

I fear this weekend is going to suck. Suck a lot. I'm on call. I will not be able to turn off my Nex-Tel from 8AM tomorrow morning until 5PM Monday night. That fills me with a level of horror hard to explain to folks who aren't as phone phobic as I am. This also means that over a 3 day weekend, I won't be able to do anything, I won't be able to drink, and I will most likely not get any sleep. Happy Independence day everybody....(sigh)......I just need to keep repeating over and over to myself... "you need the cash for Pennsic, You need the cash for Pennsic"......

1 bright note. I will probably be able to find my favorite musical of all time on TV at some point this weekend. 1776.....

Prohibition was irritating tonight. I go there on Wednesday nights for the .25 wings and a beer. I don't go to mingle, pick people up, get hammered, or party. I just want dinner and a beer. Jah help me though, every time I've gone lately the wings were different. ranging from absolutely mediocre one night to absolutely the BEST wings I've ever eaten on another. Tonight, they didn't give me enough Blue cheese, and the wings were almost too hot for me. The real problem though, was that the music was BLASTING.... like club level volume, and the bar maids were being annoying. I have noticed that the bar maids, (who are exceptionally attractive I must say) are wearing less and less every time I'm in there. They're like 1 step from titty bar level clothing now. For some reason, someone programmed the song "Jump in the line" by Harry Belafonte... (It's the song from the end of Betelgeuse) into the Juke Box and most of the folks in the bar started moving along to it or even dancing. On of the bar maids tried to get me to join in. She got really pushy. I finally had to look up over my plate, and very clearly mouth over the music. "LEAVE ME ALONE, OR I WON'T LEAVE A TIP".......and went back to eating. It took that to get them to lay off me.

Meh

Mebbe more later...

TC

I'm going to be starting to work on fuzzy 3-D projects for folks starting in August. If anyone is interested, please let me know.

I'll have examples of feet, and another set of paws soon.

I had a very mixed day today......I Saw sterlingspider on the way in, I only had 2 service calls, but one took hours. It wasn't hard, just time consuming. I had to swap out all the equipment at Luz deli in Ammaganset. New counter, so new water lines, new machines, yaddayaddayadda. The drive out was nice, the lower humidity today made the day bearable, I was in a silly mood for most of the day, I kept substituting "Ammaganset" for "I'm a pepper" in the old theme song. They played "the happy wander" on WLNG. I saw a swan with 3 cygnets in the pond in Southampton, had a nice lunch, saw a gorgeous 1969 Olds Cutlass S, drove to Lake Grove, fixed a hot water tap, went back to the shop, logged in all my equipment, loaded trucks, blasted out, hit the ecology center, tried the top path, couldn't quite make the full circuit without a break, forgot my water, got mobbed by Gnats, found a lot of raspberries, saw a vole, came home.....sorry for letting this turn into stream of consciousness.....

I was in a genuinely good mood almost all day, in fact right up until about 4:45PM.........

A very odd thing happened at Luz deli......the very beautiful young Latina woman who worked there... was flirting with me...like aggressive, almost pushy level flirting.....I just couldn't figure out her game. For the life of me, I couldn't figure out what she wanted. It was kind of frustrating. I can usually read people better than that. Attractive young women don't flirt with me without an ulterior motive. I have no illusions concerning my desirability anymore. Still, even if it was a lie, it was a beautiful one. It made me feel good for a while.....

Jump to later!!!.. I got back to the shop, and it's the same old shit..... only this time, it's prima donna fucking Felix the guy in charge of shipping, who has had issues with me ever since I started there. He resents the fuck out of me, because he's been with the company for like 22 years, and then they brought me in, and I was "giving him orders".... we butt heads alot. I've been there 5 years, and this shit is still going on. He doesn't do anything blatant. He does little inconvenient shit to me that drives me crazy.....

Then I pick up a hint of a rumor that Tom, the other Mechanic may be leaving to move south. Great. That means twice as much work until they hire a new guy. It means weeks of 2 faced "attaboy" shit from Mark, until a new guy gets up to speed, and then everybody can go back to the usual contempt and disdain the have for me......and I guarantee you that the new guy will start at higher pay than I now make......

But wait, there's more. As I said, I did my usual Tuesday night walk over at the ecology center. For a change, instead of following the regular track, I climber the weird stairway (that looks like a Salmon ladder) that takes you to the top of the mound. 35' It near killed me. I had to stop and take a break due to burning back muscles at the 7/10ths mile marker just before the hill. This is the first time in 3 weeks I wasn't able to make the full circuit without a break. I blame the beginning climb, the humidity, and the fact that I forgot my water for this. I made the full 1.2 mile circuit, and then move over to a bench and sprawled. I am literally running rivulets of sweat. When I see other folks in my shape walking, I try my damndest to "thumbs up" them or say encouraging things. Exercise is hard. Doubly so when your fat and sedentary. Now this bench over looks the track. I try to very pointedly not stare at other folks who are walking. It's rude, and it make some folks nervous. I tend to concentrate on the hill behind it and watch the birds and such while I catch my breath. As I sat, two folks power walked by, a mom and daughter I would guess. They spotted me, and began laughing at me. That mean, whisper to each other, grade school, behind the hands kind of laughter. Can someone please explain to me what precisely is enjoyable about making someone else hurt? I never figured it out myself, I always wanted to make people feel better. Is it that they don't think I know what I look like? They passed by. No witty retort from me. It didn't even make me angry, just sad, and confused, and it made me want to give up. It also made me very disappointed in myself. The fact that such a casual barb from a complete stranger could be so hurtful is a pretty sad commentary on the state of my maturity and self esteem. I really hope I grow up some day....

Like I said, I don't understand Humans....

TC

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Horror stories from the world of shared living spaces. EEK!

I have noted Jaycee, Hobbes (am I doing the skunk as well?), Nevermint, and Panthras for projects. Have I missed anyone?

It took about 6 hours, but I'm much better. Am okay now, but will eat dinner at like 6-something.

I think being tired was encouraging me to just sneeze more. After about 1PM, the sneezing stopped. I think allergy meds earlier in the day.

I'm definitely not sick, but I don't understand why within at least two weeks time I've been having sneezing fits.

I'd scream, but it wouldn't change the fact that the carpet cleaning guy is now five and a half hours late.

*headdesk*

Not sure what works as a subject.

Last night for the first time, I found a tick crawling around on my stomach. I thought it was a spider at first. I grabbed it, put something over it on a flat surface, and then grabbed some tweezers and a lighter.

It hadn't bitten me (it was pretty flat still), but the fucker went on my stomach twice. I had thought it was a spider at first, and thought it had fallen off somewhere that wasn't on the chair. Geeeez.

I'm not sick, but my head feels bleh. I think this is due to wanting to go back to sleep. I just got out of a shower. My body feels great, but my head hurts.

No fever, I am breathing normal (though dealt with some allergies before the shower), so it just might be fatigue.

I am not sure why, but through out the weekend, something kept setting off my damn allergies. I accidentally left the allergy medicine in a friend's car, which I had forgotten about for the four days or so.

Found the allergy meds while looking through some of the bags a bit ago.


I'm contemplating unpacking on Wednesday, and for once, doing some reading when I get home. I need to make up a work schedule for all the 2-D projects that I owe (currently worked on ones, and ones in my email cue).

If I owe you art, I'll be working on that soon. I need to recover from this weekend. I really don't want to go into work today.

Don S Davis (General Hammond) dies at 65.

GodSpeed.

We were damn cute:


Photo taken by Brace Bear/JR.