Friday, January 28, 2005 ~ 02:32 p.m.
Much to our dismay, Angie Aparo is not playing at 7 tonight, he's playing at 11. Since Jessica and I are both old, we probably won't be going. I imagine most musicians would take offense if one began to snore by the second song. Next time, however, we'll be prepared to stay up half the night.
Instead of going to the show, I'll be helping Jessica move into her brand new apartment. I'll also be taking pictures for her to post, so she can share its beauty. ;-) Not that she likes it or anything...
Also, Todd's mom is coming into town today. With her arrival as an incentive, I've completed a large portion of my unpacking. We once again have a guest room (with a floor!) and I've recovered several items I'd forgotten I possessed. The best part about being a packrat is that moment of discovery, "Hey, is this really mine? Cool!"
It's been an incredibly slow couple of days at work. I've been out and about on short runs, but most of my time's been spent sitting at my computer. Yesterday I was out on another drill job when -- you guessed it -- the rig broke down. I'm two for two this week. The curse holds.
And for your daily dose of stupidity, I present to you this article. While I would criticize Dick Cheney for many things, wearing warm clothes in freezing weather isn't exactly one of them. *sigh* Morons.
Tuesday, January 25, 2005 ~ 09:37 a.m.
The rig is still down; I am still in the office. I'm supposed to head back out to the site at 11, but until then I'm kind of at a loss.
On the upside, someone dropped off some great reading material in my office yesterday. It's a collection of talks from a civil engineer to young engineers and it's actually interesting. I'm not sure who the speaker is, although he says he worked with Terzaghi.
Back in the Office
Monday, January 24, 2005 ~ 01:16 p.m.
Well, I'm back from having once again proven that my presence on a job site will destroy (or at least damage) heavy equpiment. The rig is down (something to do with a fried pump), so they won't be drilling today. I stayed while they poured concrete in the caisson they'd already finished, then headed back to the office.
Unfortunately, leaving early did not prevent me from being subjected to over an hour of Rush Limbaugh. Rush apparently thinks the Iraq war started yesterday and that Kerry won the election. Maybe it's the drugs? Anyway, I'm pretty sure I'm dumber for having listened in.
Cheney, January 20, 2005:
"Well, we are, I’d say, very concerned about Iran, because for two reasons, again, one, they do have a program. That’s been developed by, or being pursued I guess would be the best way to put it, by members of the E.U.—the Brits, the Germans and the French—have been negotiating with the Iranians to get them to allow greater transparency in their program so the outside world can be confident they’re not building weapons, that it’s for peaceful purposes.
The other problem we have, of course, is that Iran is a noted sponsor of terror. They’ve been the prime backers of the Hezbollah over the years, and they have, in fact...used terror in various incendiary ways to kill Americans and a lot of other folks around the globe, too, and that combination is of great concern.
We’ll continue to try to address those issues diplomatically, continue to work with the Europeans. At some point, if the Iranians don’t live up to their commitments, the next step will be to take it to the U.N. Security Council, and seek the imposition of international sanctions to force them to live up to the commitments and obligations they’ve signed up to under the non-proliferation treaty, and it’s—but it is a—you know, you look around the world at potential trouble spots, Iran is right at the top of the list."
Things I'd Belive if I Listened to Conservative Talk Shows
Tuesday, January 18, 2005 ~ 03:47 p.m.
1) Jesus wants me to vote Republican.
2) Liberals want to kill babies, make my children gay, burn my flag, burn my church, and let the French run the country.
3) Jesus doesn't mind torture and hates the gays. In fact, Jesus wants us to torture the gays!
4) Hillary Clinton wants to EAT babies.
5) George W. Bush is an intelligent and thoughtful man. He is also a "common man" just like you and me. And he loves us all (even the brown ones). Just like Jesus.
6) Publicly declaring that our president and commander-in-chief is wrong is "encouraging our enemies."
7) Saddam Hussein PERSONALLY flew a plane into the World Trade Center. But then he somehow escaped the inferno (probably with the help of Hillary Clinton) and went back to Iraq and his evil lair to make enough smallpox to kill us all.
8) The government should raise my child for me by outlawing anything I deem offensive, but they'd better not try to give Granny healthcare.
9) Liberals are currently growing a clone of Mussolini and will unleash it upon us as Hillary's running mate in 2008.
Okay, maybe I'm exaggerating a bit. But really, these people have got to be stopped.
Talk radio has pretty much reinforced my opinion that conservatives are dumb. I mean, anyone who can't see the basic ideological conflict between torture and Christianity, obviously just doesn't get it.
Thursday, January 13, 2005 ~ 09:49 a.m.
The tornado siren is going off again. I know it's crazy, but I love this weather!
Not that I want a tornado to hit anything, mind you. I just love wind and thunder and that moment right before a big storm hits, when everything goes quiet. I also enjoy watching the news people milking the storm for all it’s worth. Weathermen issuing dire warnings, silhouetted by ominous flashing red maps. Reporters standing outside in the rain like idiots, trying to report on a tornado that never actually formed.
"I'm here reporting LIVE onsite where a lot of people MIGHT have been killed IF a tornado had actually touched down here. As you can see, it's windy and raining, and I look like a total jackass! Dooooooooom!"
In place of a full-fledged rant
Tuesday, January 11, 2005 ~ 03:42 p.m.
Annoyance of the Day: People who think that Christianity is fighting (and currently losing) a life-or-death war with the "Left" when 83% of America is Christian.
Lesson(s) of the Day: a) I shouldn't read blogs written by Christian nutters conservatives. b) Being an evangelical Christian makes you dumb does something unfortunate to one's brain.
Yesterday's sampling trip went fairly well, mostly because the weather was again beautiful. I know now that I never want to hand-bail an 80-foot monitoring well ever again. We also got to sample an old hand-dug, 4-foot diameter, private well that reminded me strongly of The Ring.
Today has really been pretty boring, hence the blog surfing (hence the high blood pressure). This morning was pretty much occupied by meetings. Apparently, starting now we'll be having three meetings every Tuesday morning - one general, one marketing, and one departmental. *yawn*
I really did have a fantastically scathing rant about Christian nutters all written up, but one of my New Year's resolutions was to be kinder to dumb people.
On the Twelfth Day of Christmas...
Thursday, January 6, 2005 ~ 02:48 p.m.
...I realized I am officially getting old. And a partridge in a pear tree.
We didn't get back from Cusseta until 1:00 this morning, so I didn't actually make it to bed until 2:00. The cats then proceeded to wreak havoc in my room until I got up at 4 and locked them out. This morning, I slept in until 8:00 and I'm still a zombie. I dragged into work at 11, and I've spent most of my time since then staring blankly at my monitor and drooling. Since when was 4+ hours of sleep not enough? I'm old.
The trip itself wasn't too bad. The weather was absolutely beautiful and it wasn't exactly hard work. We got all the drilling done the first day and spent yesterday sampling. We kind of hit a snag during sampling, which is why we were so late getting home, but it wasn't too bad. I even learned how to drive a stick shift yesterday. Go me. Or something.
Thursday, January 6, 2005 ~ 12:20 p.m.
The following is an excerpt from a New Tork Times interview with Jeanne Phillips, the chairwoman of the Presidential Inaugural Committee.
I hear one of the balls will be reserved for troops who have served in Iraq or Afghanistan.
Yes, the Commander-in-Chief Ball. That is new. It will be about 2,000 servicemen and their guests. And that should be a really fun event for them.
As an alternative way of honoring them, did you or the president ever discuss canceling the nine balls and using the $40 million inaugural budget to purchase better equipment for the troops?
I think we felt like we would have a traditional set of events and we would focus on honoring the people who are serving our country right now -- not just the people in the armed forces, but also the community volunteers, the firemen, the policemen, the teachers, the people who serve at, you know, the -- well, it's called the StewPot in Dallas, people who work with the homeless.
How do any of them benefit from the inaugural balls?
Happy New Year!
Monday, January 3, 2005 ~ 12:51 p.m.
Wow. It's hard to believe that it's been a year already.
To be fair to 2004, July through December was actually pretty nice. The whole six months prior to that seemed to have more than your average amount of suck, but if we focus on the last half, 2004 comes out looking okay.
Anyway, I hate year-in-review things. So, looking ahead...
2005 is getting off to a rousing start. To mark my one-year anniversary with QORE, I will be spending the next two days in Auburn for an environmental job. Actually, we'll be in Cusseta, about twenty miles outside of Auburn. If I'd said Cusseta, probably none of you would have had any idea where I was talking about. That's okay, I didn't know either.
Todd is out of town again, this time for an as-yet-undetermined amount of time. He's in North Carolina for maybe three weeks, maybe five. Until his return, I'll be feeling a bit like a host on Animal Planet. I'll mention now that I have never given a dog a pill before in my life. I am, however, very good at "wrassling" cats.
Complete unpacking commences this week. Also, I might start back work on several craft projects. Oh yeah, my life is one big party. ;-)