With my current job, there are parts I dread and parts I love. My "weekends" don't fall on saturday and sunday most of the time... Anymore, I just take the breaks I can get.

On my "weekends," I enjoy being able to relax for even a few hours with some friends across the river.

As far as dreading work goes, snaking sewers is pretty high on the list...

sometimes i love my job...

Bill hasn't picked up his phone. So if he wants me to set device 140 to the scantron, i'll have to do it later and write it in...

you never realize exactly how many steps there are for most of the job related stuff that you work on until you have to write instructions. Bill specified that i have to write them simple enough for a moron. That makes for a lot of steps...

I started catastrophe testing because the aides don't take care of their timesheets. so far i'm 0 for 2 as far as those go... the two most common issues are crumpled sheets and torn sheets... I'm getting ready for issue #3, which is likely to follow suit... many many folds... make it as small as possible... then abuse it a bit and then try scanning it in.

sigh.

Edit: Catastrophe #3 failed as expected.

I recently asked my friend's little girl what she wanted to be when she grows up. She said she wanted to be President some day.

Both of her parents, liberal Democrats, were standing there, so I asked her, "If you were President what would be the first thing you would do?"

She replied, 'I'd give food and houses to all the homeless people.'

Her parents beamed.

"Wow...what a worthy goal." I told her, " But you don't have to wait until you're President to do that. You can come over to my house and mow the lawn, pull weeds, and sweep my yard, and I'll pay you $50. Then I'll take you over to the grocery store where the homeless guy hangs out, and you can give him the $50 to use toward food and a new house."

She thought that over for a few seconds, then she looked me straight in the eye and asked, "Why doesn't the homeless guy come over and do the work, and you can just pay him the $50?"

I said, "Welcome to the Republican Party."

Her parents still aren't speaking to me.

ya know? it's impossible to set up a backup printer when the files don't go where they're supposed to... >.>

quick post... i'm alive. things are going good-ish... i don't have net, but I'm still alive though...

aside from that... blargh.

mmmmmmm... bullshit with dealing via Scantron scanners and software capability... >.<

Edit: and remember kids, even the company reps that hook up the equipment aren't the smartest people... I had to reconfigure the scanner to be able to work with bar codes...

Who is Jack Schitt?

For some time many of us have wondered just who is Jack Schitt?
We find ourselves at a loss when someone says, "You don't know Jack Schitt" Well, thanks to my genealogy efforts, you can now respond in an intellectual way.

Jack Schitt is the only son of Awe Schitt. Awe Schitt, the fertilizer magnate, who married O. Schitt, the owner of Needeep N. Schitt, Inc. They had one son Jack.

In turn, Jack Schitt married Noe Schitt. The children : Holie Schitt, Giva Schitt, Fulla Schitt, Bull Schitt and the twins Deep schitt and Dip Schitt.

After being married 15 years, Jack and Noe Schitt divorced. Noe Schitt later married Ted Sherlock, and because her kids were living with them , she wanted to keep her previous name. She was then known as Noe Schitt Sherlock.

Against her parents objections, Deep Schitt married Dumb Schitt, a high school drop out. Meanwhile , Dip Schitt married Loda Schitt, and they produced a son with a rather nervous disposition named Chicken Schitt. Two of the other six children, Fulla Schitt and Giva Schitt, were inseparable throughout childhood and subsequentaly married the Happen brothers in a dual ceramony. The wedding announcementin the newspaper announced the Schitt-Happens nuptials. The Schitt Happens children were Dawg, Byrd and Horse.

Bull Schitt the prodigal son, left home to tour the world. He recently returned from Italy with his new Italian bride Pisa Schitt. Now when someone says you don't know Jack Schitt, you can correct them.

Sincerly Crock O Schitt

so, the decision has been made. I'm moving to NY. We're currently looking at Spring Break to make the move itself. Don't know how well those plans are going to go...

Your five favorite female characters:
1. Lina Inverse (The Slayers)
2. Ryoko (Tenchi)
3. Sawa (Kite)
4. Tifa (FFVII Advent Children)
5. Rukia Kuchiki (Bleach)


Who do you like the most?
I'd have to say Sawa. Kite was an interesting movie, and the way that she was portrayed (not to mention the reasons for this) were awesome. The evolutionary concept of Lina would come in a relatively close second.

Your five favorite male characters:
1. Abel Nightroad (Trinity Blood)
2. Zechs Merquise (Gundam Wing)
3. Shikamaru Nara (Naruto)
4. Bolt Crank (Eat Man)
5. Vash the Stampede (Trigun)


Who do you like the most?
Sadly, i'd have to go for Bolt Crank. All of the options in my mind were awesome, but Bolt takes the cake. Anyone who can eat and then spontaniously summon [insert object here] at will would need something serious to detract from their concept. But the way that Bolt is, it compliments his demeanor perfectly along with his pieced together story.

Your favorite anime voice actor?
I don't really have an answer for this one. I don't know any of the voice actors off hand, although the original voice for Abel Nightroad was good.

Your favorite anime song?
I don't remember the name of the song. opening song for Naruto by Orange Range. oh bugger.

Do you cosplay? Or, what kind of cosplay would you like to do?
cosplay? nah, I'd pro'ly end up as an ANBU. or possibly gunslinger. /ponder

What makes you feel "MOE" the most?
it's been so long since i've even considered something along those lines.

Five people who you pass this baton to:
those who wish to catch?

I hate places like skully's. it's not the music... it's not the $5 cover... it's the people trying to appear so "perfect" but even the way that they move is so fake. There is no social structure at a place like Skully's unless you consider the mobs of random people grinding on the dance floor to horribly equalized music.

When Outlands was still open, they had a social structure. There were pool tables, the smoking "lounge" and even the meat locker, where you could socialize if you wanted to. There, the people were obviously trying to be predator, prey or indifferent, but it was expected. It was a BDSM bar. It was the place where if your tastes ran two steps to the left that you could find someone who lined up with your style. Even with how fake it appeared, there were real people there... the trick was getting enough gloss off of them for them to realize that you wanted someone real.

Midguard was similar. There was a sort of ranking among those who came to the shows. It all depended on who and why you were there. There were a bunch of kids who were finding themselves in a mess of indie rock and temptation.

sigh...