Or frozen corn. I have been alternating between both for the past few days. Now there is the constant feeling that I have been racked ever so slightly. In a few weeks I will have to take a warm sample in for evaluation. I sure hoe that I am one of the lucky guys that goes from having sex once a month to having it 12 times a year.
Still in Kansas
Never confuse movement with action. ~Ernest Hemingway (1899 - 1961)
Since 1991, I have been watching the wheat grow.
Monday, May 07, 2007
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Wednesday, March 16, 2005
Con man
There is a new person at our house. Connor Alexander was born at 6:07 a.m.on Jan.26. He Weighed 7 pounds 9 ounces and was 21.5 inches long. This is the requisite mom and baby are fine line. I know this is a really late posting to this blog, and seeing how the first entry was the announcement of hisimpending arrival,this is somewhat of a conclusion to that blog line.
Saturday, November 06, 2004
Between editions
Mapping the Seventh Circle
As election week winds down, my head is starting to empty out. The caffine and adreneline that was needed earlier in the week to get stuff done now leaves a dull ache, and thoughts rattle around without congnitive relavance. Please no difficult questions at this time. The person in charge of filtering responses passed out two days ago. Co-workers are unaware of just how close to a all-out southern fried beat-down, verbally as well as physically, they walked these past few days. Well, enough of that, this is really just a post to keep this thing active.
As election week winds down, my head is starting to empty out. The caffine and adreneline that was needed earlier in the week to get stuff done now leaves a dull ache, and thoughts rattle around without congnitive relavance. Please no difficult questions at this time. The person in charge of filtering responses passed out two days ago. Co-workers are unaware of just how close to a all-out southern fried beat-down, verbally as well as physically, they walked these past few days. Well, enough of that, this is really just a post to keep this thing active.
Monday, October 25, 2004
Tool
Three-year-old tape recorder
Shocker here, work continues to vaccum the soul out of me. In other words, it still sucks. Came home and there was a fresh pile of toys blocking my son's door. Tired and not out of work mode I blurted out "dammit boy!" All of three seconds later, the boy follows me into his room, looks down at the mess and says "dammit bears!" Great, I feel like a total parental unit now.
Shocker here, work continues to vaccum the soul out of me. In other words, it still sucks. Came home and there was a fresh pile of toys blocking my son's door. Tired and not out of work mode I blurted out "dammit boy!" All of three seconds later, the boy follows me into his room, looks down at the mess and says "dammit bears!" Great, I feel like a total parental unit now.
Saturday, October 02, 2004
And on the sixth day
Lookin' for that short week
Ah, overtime. It allows for the option later this week of taking the cash, or taking the comp time, either of which will come in handy as the wife and I head to Chicago. So, between editions of the paper, I sit here tapping away. Some sort of movement to keep the blog active.
Ah, overtime. It allows for the option later this week of taking the cash, or taking the comp time, either of which will come in handy as the wife and I head to Chicago. So, between editions of the paper, I sit here tapping away. Some sort of movement to keep the blog active.
Tuesday, September 21, 2004
i-suck ver. 2.0
Mapman wants to quit
Or, how a 2.5% increse in pay doesn't equal a 75% increase in labor.
The Mac I work on arrived at my job three months after I did, seven years ago.
Deadlines don't apply to those who would bust my nads if Iwere to miss one.
Cripes, not this again, also known by the acronym BOHICA shouldn't be my thoughts upon entering the work place.
Blah, just another crap day, time to suck it up and get on with it.
Or, how a 2.5% increse in pay doesn't equal a 75% increase in labor.
The Mac I work on arrived at my job three months after I did, seven years ago.
Deadlines don't apply to those who would bust my nads if Iwere to miss one.
Cripes, not this again, also known by the acronym BOHICA shouldn't be my thoughts upon entering the work place.
Blah, just another crap day, time to suck it up and get on with it.
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