Fuck you, Thursday. Fuuuuuccckkkkk Youuuuuuuu!!

Returning to it's roots, yesterday, Thursday handed me a royal screwing that almost sent me over the edge....

The first part of the day was unremarkable, but when I got to work?  Well, that's when things changed.

It started when I found out that our truck crew (which is usu 5-7 people) consisted of me and only 2 others.  One was in the truck, putting freight onto the line and me and the other guy had to take it off and put it onto pallets by department.

All 1600 pieces of it.

Which, as I noted above is at least a 4 person job, and even then it's a bit of a ball-buster.

Somewhere in the middle of it, one of the bosses came and pulled the other guy off the line to unload a different truck that arrived, leaving me to man the line alone.

It was fucking great!!

Only, you know, not.

Add in the realization at some point that I forgot to blog, and my first couple hours at work pissed me off soooooo much.

After getting break approximately 30 minutes late, I decided to post a quick blog from my phone to keep up with NaBloPoMo.

Only to find blogger down.

And on lunch?

Down.

The site was down long enough to ensure that I couldn't post.

There were other little work-things that kept adding up, and I can't cite them all here, but suffice it to say, when I clocked out last night, I was ready to spit fire....

I'd love to stay and chat more, but I have to get ready for work...

Buenos con queso,

T.

Douglas Adams died 10 years ago.

Strangely enough, May 11th, the day he died, was also his birthday.

I never met him, never knew him, but I miss, and prolly always will miss him.

Just in case you forgot, my realization that Thursdays are evil, and the inspiration for at least one (maybe more to come) of my tattoos are a direct result of my love for his fiction.....

So, with that in mind, I plead with you:

Buenos con queso,

T.

“Maybe it's other people's reactions to us that makes us who we are.”

So, here we are again.

Well, I know I'm here, but as for the rest of you, I'll just take it on faith that you're here.  Well, not here, but you get my drift.

Not much going on, but I thought I'd drop in and say 'Hi' anyhow.

I don't know if I've mentioned (and i dont want to check) but I've managed to get the weekends off.  Not that I was trying to, nor does it really make any difference to me what days off I have, but there you have it.

It does make it easier for the D&D, and that's nice, but otherwise, all it means is that there's nothing on tv to watch on my days off.

I liked when I had Mondays off, 'cause I could watch Castle, but I've found a way around that too, so I guess all is good.

Guess that's all for now.

Buenos con queso,

T.

I'll give you a definite maybe

What follows is a verbatim txt conversation that I just had:



                                                       No worries. What's for snacky? Cherry Cobbler?



peanut m&ms lol




                                                   ...obscure pun alert... You're such a goober...



I SO AM NOT! i dont generally like peanuts... how can i be a goober xD



                                                    Well....you're eating them *now* aren't you?



nooooo? -shifty eyes-



                                                    And aren't/weren't they called goober peas?



                                                    Aaaaanddd....since you *are* what you eat.....



goober peas? XD



                                                      Hey, I didn't make it up...google it



then im CHOCOLATE!



                                                      Well, and goobers.....



can i be a chocolate goober? xDDD

                                                   If it makes you feel better....hey, would you mind if I put this goober thing up on my blog?

go ahead :P

Silly, right?

Ok, so I guess a couple more photos....

My hands get pretty beat up at work:

One of exactly  43,252,003,274,489,856,000 permutations, which is approximately forty-three quintillion

My freaky, super bendy thumb:

And again:

And before you ask, yes, they bothdo that.....

And to end it out, a couple of my hair.  I like the angle on the second one, and that I look pretty tatted up.....

Ok, that's all for now.

Buenos con queso,

T.

Maybe we don't always know as much as we think we do.

I mean, I can remember when I thought this:

was a big rubber band.

And yes, when compared to the wimpy little newspaper rubberband that I knew at the time of my youth, I suppose it was.

Then, although I never got around to posting pics...(remember when i didn't have a digital cam), I saw rubberbands that put those to shame.  Now, this isn't the actual rubber band (i don't think) but they are 7 inches long.

Oh, and they sting like a bitch when they hit you, even from across the room.

I found something the other day, however, that puts all previous rubberbands to shame.....

I present to you the M.O.A.E.B*:

Or, to put it in a little more perspective:

I know, right?

Also, some more light painting:

I have more, and intend to make more, but that's all you get for now.

Oh, and Happy Mother's Day to all you mutha's out there.

Buenos con queso,

T.

*Mother Of All Elastic Bands

Maybe, baby, you will love me someday.....

Hello again.

I'm here, checking in, and letting you know that I'm....well, checking in, I guess.

I'm in kind of a rush tho, cause I have to play God tonight, and  I to get my 7331 stuffzes in order and hauled over to my buddy's house.

So, in lieu of an exciting, wonder-filled post, some photos:

The Sierra-Nevada Mountains:

 Spider:

 Choose your pimp hat:



And here's one of me, if you care.....

With that done, I shall now bid thee,

Buenos con queso,

T.

Okay, maybe it's just me, but.....

Is this one of the freakiest things you've ever heard of , or what:  Really?

I mean, it's prolly for realz the first step toward a full-body interactive suit (which might be cool), but, like most tech in it's infancy, it's just kinda spooky.....

In other news, photos:

This is the view down the hall to pop's room.  It was like a 10 second exposure at f32, and I was wielding a 3 led under-the-cabinet attaching light bar....

Kinda cool.

Gonna play with the levels a bit in the future and see what happens.

Guess I'm outtie.

Buenos con queso,

T.

Maybe it's better this way.....

Wow, a title that has nothing to do with the post it heads.

I've never done that before.

Nothing exciting, mind you, just a couple lines to fulfill my 'post every day' quota.

I really need to get to editing some pictures for uploading.  Perhaps I'll get on that tomorrow.

Or maybe tonight when I get home from work.

Which, considering I work until 1 am, actually is tomorrow.....

Anyhoozle, just thought I'd drop in and say 'Hi.'

Buenos con queso,

T.

May the 4th be with you...

So, here it is, the unofficial Star Wars day, and I find myself without a thing to wear....

Well, I suppose that's not literally true, but I surely don't have anything Warsish that I can wear to work.

I apologize if this all seems a bit disjointed, but I stayed up laaaaate last night....or, well, early this morning, I guess.  It wasn't just for fun, however.

Well, actually, I guess it was.  There's this friend I've made at work.....we'll call her S, and one day whil she was over here hanging out, I put on White Collar, and now, she, like Pops and I, is hooked.

We watched like 4 or 5 epi's last night, and the sun was coming up when she left.  That, coupled with my 'inability to sleep when the sun is up' super power means I'm running on about 5 hours of sleep, which isn't much, as I've been getting very little lately.....

As I'm typing this, Discovery is airing one of those 'the end of the world as we know it' docu's.

You know, 2012's right around the corner.  The whole 'magnetic field reversal' theory has been brought out, and they're talking about possible side effects:  earthquakes leading to tsunamis, and super volcanoes erupting.

They've just started talking about what would happen if the Yellowstone caldera were to erupt.

Short answer:  We're fucked.

Ok, enough of that.  I've gotten one request for a video, and really, that's enough, but I'd like to see another comment or two from some of you.....just to know you're still lurking about.

Look for the vid in a day or so....I mean, I have to get a script together....or maybe a blog to read....

Buenos con queso,

T.

Maybe this world is another planet's hell.

I mean, I don't really think/feel that, but it sounds good.

I don't really have anything planned to tell you today, so forgive me if this is a bit disjointed.

I've been playing with the new camera lately, so look forward to a post with some photos to come soon, but I still have to 'shop them, so we're not sharing yet.

I will say that I really like the new camera tho.  I haven't played with the video function much, but I'm sure I will.

Hey, there's an idea.....if you want to see a short video post, let me know.

I'm counting on y'all to give me some fucking comments, as I never seem to get those anymore....

Buenos con queso,

T.

The game was called on account of love....

Well, at least lust.

We were supposed to throw dice last night, you see.  We didn't play last week (easter dont ya know) and we were going to be a person short this week, but we were going to soldier on.

The problem arose from the host.  We always play at his house, and last night, his new S.O. was scheduled to stay the night....

With that supplying an early termination time, and with the unplanned late start, we decided that rather than rush, we'd just postpone.....

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In other news, the theme for this month is:  Maybe..

Maybe I'll do something on maybe tomorrow....

Maybe....

Buenos con queso,

T/.

Maybe this isn't the best idea.....

It's nothing major, or bad, so don't worry, but I guess I'ma try the NaBloPoMo thing.

Hey, I can hear you laughing....that's not nice.....

Ok, so, yes....I've been very crappy at this lately....

Maybe now is the time to change.....

I also seem to have not posted about something that I thought I had...and a long time ago too.

I'm searching my previous posts, and if I discover that I haven't told you lot the story, then I will soon...

Ok, it's a lame beginning, but it's a beginning.

Buenos con queso,

T.