Today, we’ll see if monkey-boy gets to keep his job or not past the weekend. We changed the building’s locks last night.

I don’t feel bad for him, because his dad will keep him bankrolled, fed and sheltered from the other company that he owns…and this has been a long time coming.

Deleting important files from the server, taking the network toolbox home and never bringing it back (not to mention having company furniture and computer at his house… oh.. I guess I did.) giving working for the competition – his Dad (on company time!), misuse of company resources, working the grueling schedule of 10-4 with only a 2 hour lunch in between…. not to mention making six figures as a general manager while generally managing to do nothing in particular to our company’s benefit. Blaming workers that actually work for goofing off to the detriment of the company… when all of those workers (myself among them) have put in more time and effort towards making thing work, above and beyond the call of a salaried employee. Kevin, Paul, Dale and I have all pulled extra hours without pay or said that we’d be willing to take a 10% pay cut for a few months to help the company get back on it’s feet after our latest disaster (Our mother company is related to the travel industry)… Little boy blue was the only one (and he’s making at least $120k, remember) flatly refused to take a cut in pay, even for three months, to ensure that folks in the mail shop wouldn’t have to be laid off. Derrick has some real nerve talking out of the side of his head about other workers, trying to deflect blame from his failure as a general manager onto some of the people that keep the company functional.

So… that’s one more trouble spot hopefully erased from the environment…one or two more to go, and personnel will be in tip-top shape.

I wonder if he’ll be banned from the premises with the help of the sheriff like his father was.

In other News… Payday! Friday! Hooray! I look forward to a nice comfortable weekend.

Today, we’ll see if monkey-boy gets to keep his job or not past the weekend. We changed the building’s locks last night.

I don’t feel bad for him, because his dad will keep him bankrolled, fed and sheltered from the other company that he owns…and this has been a long time coming.

Deleting important files from the server, taking the network toolbox home and never bringing it back (not to mention having company furniture and computer at his house… oh.. I guess I did.) giving working for the competition – his Dad (on company time!), misuse of company resources, working the grueling schedule of 10-4 with only a 2 hour lunch in between…. not to mention making six figures as a general manager while generally managing to do nothing in particular to our company’s benefit. Blaming workers that actually work for goofing off to the detriment of the company… when all of those workers (myself among them) have put in more time and effort towards making thing work, above and beyond the call of a salaried employee. Kevin, Paul, Dale and I have all pulled extra hours without pay or said that we’d be willing to take a 10% pay cut for a few months to help the company get back on it’s feet after our latest disaster (Our mother company is related to the travel industry)… Little boy blue was the only one (and he’s making at least $120k, remember) flatly refused to take a cut in pay, even for three months, to ensure that folks in the mail shop wouldn’t have to be laid off. Derrick has some real nerve talking out of the side of his head about other workers, trying to deflect blame from his failure as a general manager onto some of the people that keep the company functional.

So… that’s one more trouble spot hopefully erased from the environment…one or two more to go, and personnel will be in tip-top shape.

I wonder if he’ll be banned from the premises with the help of the sheriff like his father was.

In other News… Payday! Friday! Hooray! I look forward to a nice comfortable weekend.

Machine oil and gunpowder. Cold, hard steel. A pulse as calm as the eye of a hurricane.

Recipe for disaster.

And my day got off to such a good start, too…

My Favorite Jack-o-lantern this year… seen on my morning walkies.. Went out a little bit before sunup. It was a pumpkin with a large heart and the word “LOVE”. Very unusual, and I liked it, a lot.

It’s kind of neat, seeing the ‘Morning After’… folks still have the carved gourds out, and in the morning light, it seems strange that I saw no evidence of “tricks”… no TP or eggs, but there was another sort of subtle quiet. It was nice to hear myself breathe, and the only other real sounds in the air was the crash of surf as I drew closer to the beach. It was early enough that nobody was there… I paced the about four blocks of the sand, then headed back, with a sort of quiet calm. A nice feeling. I feel very drawn and caught up in how the harvest season is winding down. I have a lot of thanks about my life, especially for the last year and some.

Right now, I’m burning some nag champa, stroking the kitty, and recently shaved and showered, talking with my sweetheart. Life’s good.

My Favorite Jack-o-lantern this year… seen on my morning walkies.. Went out a little bit before sunup. It was a pumpkin with a large heart and the word “LOVE”. Very unusual, and I liked it, a lot.

It’s kind of neat, seeing the ‘Morning After’… folks still have the carved gourds out, and in the morning light, it seems strange that I saw no evidence of “tricks”… no TP or eggs, but there was another sort of subtle quiet. It was nice to hear myself breathe, and the only other real sounds in the air was the crash of surf as I drew closer to the beach. It was early enough that nobody was there… I paced the about four blocks of the sand, then headed back, with a sort of quiet calm. A nice feeling. I feel very drawn and caught up in how the harvest season is winding down. I have a lot of thanks about my life, especially for the last year and some.

Right now, I’m burning some nag champa, stroking the kitty, and recently shaved and showered, talking with my sweetheart. Life’s good.

disport dis-PORT, intransitive verb:

To amuse oneself in light or lively manner; to frolic.

transitive verb:

1. To divert or amuse.
2. To display.

Disport derives from Old French desporter, “to divert,” from des-, “apart” (from Latin dis-) + porter, “to carry” (from Latin portare) — hence to disport is at root “to carry apart, or away” [from business or seriousness].

limpid LIM-pid adjective:

1. Clear; transparent.
2. Easily comprehensible; clear.
3. Calm; serene.

From Latin limpidus (clear).

disport dis-PORT, intransitive verb:

To amuse oneself in light or lively manner; to frolic.

transitive verb:

1. To divert or amuse.
2. To display.

Disport derives from Old French desporter, “to divert,” from des-, “apart” (from Latin dis-) + porter, “to carry” (from Latin portare) — hence to disport is at root “to carry apart, or away” [from business or seriousness].

limpid LIM-pid adjective:

1. Clear; transparent.
2. Easily comprehensible; clear.
3. Calm; serene.

From Latin limpidus (clear).

Does anyone want to come by and get some peanut butter cups?

Or feed me some BrrrrRrrrains?

[Middle English, from Old French ambre gris : ambre, amber; see amber + gris, gray; see grisaille.]

A substance of the consistence of wax, found floating in the Indian Ocean and other parts of the tropics, and also as a morbid secretion in the intestines of the sperm whale (Physeter macrocephalus), which is believed to be in all cases its true origin. In color it is white, ash-gray, yellow, or black, and often variegated like marble. The floating masses are sometimes from sixty to two hundred and twenty-five pounds in weight. It is wholly volatilized as a white vapor at 212[deg] Fahrenheit, and is highly valued in perfumery. It is added to perfumes to slow down the rate of evaporation.

Tired eyes
weary bones
active mind
a little too warm
walls look sticky
left foot scraped skin
tingle on the chin, running up left cheek
hear my beloved’s voice, from memory
50’s girl
and my queen
and my little girl
and a cat
and a friend
and a companion
and a cohort
red nails
ghoul nails
her tears on my chest
her smiling lips touching mine
my arms holding her close
barefoot
rubber lizards do our bidding

1) Fred Schneider – Monster
2) The Doors – People Are Strange
3) David Bowie – Scary Monsters
4) Beck – Devil’s Haircut
5) The Cranberries – Zombie
6) The Psycedelic Furs – The Ghost In You
7) Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds – Red Right Hand
8) INXS – Devil Inside
9) No Doubt – Spiderwebs
10) Radiohead – Creep
11) A Flock Of Seagulls – Nightmares
12) The Ramones – Psycho Therapy
13) Oingo Boingo – Weird Science
14) The Police – Murder By Numbers
15) Concrete Blonde – Bloodletting (The Vampire Song)
16) Billy Idol – Flesh For Fantasy
17) Squirrel Nut Zippers – Hell!
18) Talking Heads – Psycho Killer
19) The B-52’s – Devil In My Car
20) U2 – October