Friday, November 30, 2007
What Kind of Reader am I?
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| Obsessive-Compulsive Bookworm | |
| Literate Good Citizen | |
| Book Snob | |
| Fad Reader | |
| Non-Reader | |
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Ok, now back to reading...
Thursday, November 29, 2007
This is My New Favorite Blog
...of the day!
It's a little full of self-annoyance, (even a touch of self-hatred?) but it's very funny regardless! And there's no denying it's full of lots of little truths. I would say I'm finding myself agreeing with about 75% of it. But fortunately I don't suffer from any self-annoyance or hatred b/c I generally don't find myself having very much in common with most other librarians I know anyway. This is just a job I do, man, and the best part about it is the books and having an office with a heater under my desk!
It's a little full of self-annoyance, (even a touch of self-hatred?) but it's very funny regardless! And there's no denying it's full of lots of little truths. I would say I'm finding myself agreeing with about 75% of it. But fortunately I don't suffer from any self-annoyance or hatred b/c I generally don't find myself having very much in common with most other librarians I know anyway. This is just a job I do, man, and the best part about it is the books and having an office with a heater under my desk!
Wednesday, November 28, 2007
Makin' Bikes
So last night found me at work at the local Target with S, helping him assemble bicycles. I was wearing ridiculously high heels and pantyhose and my feet were killing me, but I did find the whole process quite interesting and I have a whole new respect for S and the hard work he does to make money for his family. Of course, I always find other people's jobs fascinating, and I love to read books like Gig and Stud Terkel's Working and the like. S is really fast at assembling bikes too and he pretty much had to teach himself most of this stuff. I don't think I could do it.
The reason I was at work with him is b/c he had to come pick me up from work. The reason he had to come pick me up was b/c I was driving his car to Job #2 yesterday morning when all of a sudden, on the highway, I heard this hissing noise and saw smoke start to come out from under the engine and realized the car was majorly overheating. Yes--more car troubles. This in addition to the flat tire I got in that same car this past weekend. So now the car is sitting at our trusted mechanic's with a donut on and hopefully will be ready tomorrow. At which time we then get to worry about tires and how we're going to get some. Well, J. says her mechanic friend can get us some used tires. That's what it's going to have to be!!!
When it rains, it pours. Our lawyer said that on top of everything else, we are not going to trial next week. We knew it was a long shot but we're still pissed b/c now we have to wait until February Fucking the 4th to go to trial, so 2 more months of this bullshit. By then the whore will have given birth to her demon spawn that may or may not be dickhead's fetus, knowing what a whore she is, but I'm sure he doesn't care anyway, and I can't imagine what new stall tactic they will be able to come up with in February but I guess we'll have to wait and see.
So at the very least, I am still going to take 2 vacation days next week that were supposed to be for trial but now they are going to be for making some $ at Job #2. It's the least I can do.
Well, we did go see the new Coen Bros. movie on Sunday night. I liked it but I think Fargo is still their best movie. I loved the Javier Bardem psychotic killer character, though. He was terrifying. S said he reminded him a lot of his father! ["Did your father ever kill a man?" I eagerly asked S. "No, but he once threw a guy through a plate glass window", was the answer.] I know for a fact that I would make a great killer/assassin/hitman, whatever you want to call it. I've always believed that some people just plain and simple need killin'. S says he also wanted to be a Ninja for the longest time! Ooooh, don't worry, gentle blog readers! Hopefully you all know that we're not the sociopathic kind of killers, but rather the dishing out justice (heh) kind! But seriously, I never understand cops who suffer emotionally after killing someone. The way I figure, it's just one less turd breathing my air. In fact, when the sheriff's dept. investigator first came out to my home before I started the academy to interview me about why I wanted to be a cop, and he asked me how I would feel if I had to kill someone, I hoped I didn't answer too suspiciously quickly when I responded that I would have no problem with it.
The reason I was at work with him is b/c he had to come pick me up from work. The reason he had to come pick me up was b/c I was driving his car to Job #2 yesterday morning when all of a sudden, on the highway, I heard this hissing noise and saw smoke start to come out from under the engine and realized the car was majorly overheating. Yes--more car troubles. This in addition to the flat tire I got in that same car this past weekend. So now the car is sitting at our trusted mechanic's with a donut on and hopefully will be ready tomorrow. At which time we then get to worry about tires and how we're going to get some. Well, J. says her mechanic friend can get us some used tires. That's what it's going to have to be!!!
When it rains, it pours. Our lawyer said that on top of everything else, we are not going to trial next week. We knew it was a long shot but we're still pissed b/c now we have to wait until February Fucking the 4th to go to trial, so 2 more months of this bullshit. By then the whore will have given birth to her demon spawn that may or may not be dickhead's fetus, knowing what a whore she is, but I'm sure he doesn't care anyway, and I can't imagine what new stall tactic they will be able to come up with in February but I guess we'll have to wait and see.
So at the very least, I am still going to take 2 vacation days next week that were supposed to be for trial but now they are going to be for making some $ at Job #2. It's the least I can do.
Well, we did go see the new Coen Bros. movie on Sunday night. I liked it but I think Fargo is still their best movie. I loved the Javier Bardem psychotic killer character, though. He was terrifying. S said he reminded him a lot of his father! ["Did your father ever kill a man?" I eagerly asked S. "No, but he once threw a guy through a plate glass window", was the answer.] I know for a fact that I would make a great killer/assassin/hitman, whatever you want to call it. I've always believed that some people just plain and simple need killin'. S says he also wanted to be a Ninja for the longest time! Ooooh, don't worry, gentle blog readers! Hopefully you all know that we're not the sociopathic kind of killers, but rather the dishing out justice (heh) kind! But seriously, I never understand cops who suffer emotionally after killing someone. The way I figure, it's just one less turd breathing my air. In fact, when the sheriff's dept. investigator first came out to my home before I started the academy to interview me about why I wanted to be a cop, and he asked me how I would feel if I had to kill someone, I hoped I didn't answer too suspiciously quickly when I responded that I would have no problem with it.
Sunday, November 25, 2007
OK, That's It!
P. from VA called last night to tell me how incredibly "f**king good" the new Coen Bros. movie is. He is the 2nd person this week to tell me. So I am going to try to convince S to take me to see it tonight after we drop off the baby. Seeing this movie would wrap up a great holiday weekend, even if I currently am here at work again. S'ok, it just frees me up some comp hours to earn some mo' $ at Job #2 tomorrow and again later on in the week.
We had a lot of fun last night. The boxing matches were excellent--I'd say we got our money's worth. And now that L. is dating her new man, who is an older, kind of conservative, quiet gentleman from South Africa, she behaves a lot better so S can tolerate her and everyone can get along. At least they did last night!
Busy couple of days coming up. Tomorrow I'll put in a 1/2 day at Job #2 before coming to finish the day at Job #1. Then I've got my monthly sheriff's meeting, the last one of the year since we don't meet in December. Then bright and early on Tuesday we will head to court to see if we are going to go to trial next week or not. Who knows, but only God himself will fix that problem for us if He deems that next week is finally the time to do so.
We had a lot of fun last night. The boxing matches were excellent--I'd say we got our money's worth. And now that L. is dating her new man, who is an older, kind of conservative, quiet gentleman from South Africa, she behaves a lot better so S can tolerate her and everyone can get along. At least they did last night!
Busy couple of days coming up. Tomorrow I'll put in a 1/2 day at Job #2 before coming to finish the day at Job #1. Then I've got my monthly sheriff's meeting, the last one of the year since we don't meet in December. Then bright and early on Tuesday we will head to court to see if we are going to go to trial next week or not. Who knows, but only God himself will fix that problem for us if He deems that next week is finally the time to do so.
Saturday, November 24, 2007
When It's Rainy Outside and You're Stuck At Work
...especially on a holiday weekend :-( then fool around in your blog and take blog quizzes! See below:
Now I don't know how they can discern that from my answering only 5 questions, but whatever. I guess that's one reason S loves me so much, since Miami is his favorite place on earth.
Right now it is just after 10am on a dark, rainy Saturday morning and it is really quiet in here. I don't think the heat or the blower is turned on but the air is totally still and my typing is making me self-conscious, it feels like it's so loud. Still, there's no one around me at the moment although a couple of crazed students have needed assistance at this early hour!
We had a lovely Thanksgiving, enjoyed with the family and even my father. I ate 1 1/2 plates and damn was it good. Then we veged on the couch for about 5 hours and watched this car racing show, Pinks. S couldn't move his eyes from the screen (he's a former street car racer, including the use of nitrous; I do NOT approve!) but indeed, it was somewhat interesting to watch. The baby played with her cousins and my Uncle, who has a magical ability with cats and kids.
Yesterday S had to go up to Mano's house to work on S's car, an all-day project. So the baby and I met up with my girlfriend S. and her 2 daughters for a day of fun at the Chirren's Museum! And fun it was. I never get to see S. hardly ever b/c we are both so busy with work and family. But she is going to assist me with a library card project at my Job #2 since she is a branch manager at the local public library so hopefully we'll be on each other's radar more often now. At the museum I took a look at us, with 2 small girls, a tiny baby in a big-ass stroller, and a pile of jackets, purses, snacks, coffee, wipes, etc., and I said, "Can you believe we're two old married ladies with kids?!?!" Seriously, I remember when we were just a couple of hip young librarians with not very much to worry about.
Tonight we are going to L.'s house so we can watch the boxing PPV and the baby can play with L.'s troublesome son. Then tomorrow I have to be back here at Job #1 to work again! But at least Sunday is the short shift, from 1-6, or in my case, 1-ish to 5:45-ish!
| You Are Miami |
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Now I don't know how they can discern that from my answering only 5 questions, but whatever. I guess that's one reason S loves me so much, since Miami is his favorite place on earth.
Right now it is just after 10am on a dark, rainy Saturday morning and it is really quiet in here. I don't think the heat or the blower is turned on but the air is totally still and my typing is making me self-conscious, it feels like it's so loud. Still, there's no one around me at the moment although a couple of crazed students have needed assistance at this early hour!
We had a lovely Thanksgiving, enjoyed with the family and even my father. I ate 1 1/2 plates and damn was it good. Then we veged on the couch for about 5 hours and watched this car racing show, Pinks. S couldn't move his eyes from the screen (he's a former street car racer, including the use of nitrous; I do NOT approve!) but indeed, it was somewhat interesting to watch. The baby played with her cousins and my Uncle, who has a magical ability with cats and kids.
Yesterday S had to go up to Mano's house to work on S's car, an all-day project. So the baby and I met up with my girlfriend S. and her 2 daughters for a day of fun at the Chirren's Museum! And fun it was. I never get to see S. hardly ever b/c we are both so busy with work and family. But she is going to assist me with a library card project at my Job #2 since she is a branch manager at the local public library so hopefully we'll be on each other's radar more often now. At the museum I took a look at us, with 2 small girls, a tiny baby in a big-ass stroller, and a pile of jackets, purses, snacks, coffee, wipes, etc., and I said, "Can you believe we're two old married ladies with kids?!?!" Seriously, I remember when we were just a couple of hip young librarians with not very much to worry about.
Tonight we are going to L.'s house so we can watch the boxing PPV and the baby can play with L.'s troublesome son. Then tomorrow I have to be back here at Job #1 to work again! But at least Sunday is the short shift, from 1-6, or in my case, 1-ish to 5:45-ish!
Wednesday, November 21, 2007
Is He Making Fun of Me?
Here's me and C. outside the downtown jail, in front of the Wall of Honor or whatever it's called. This lists all the deputies that have died in the course of duty. Whenever Mudflap takes a picture of me I always have to pose and I think C. was deliberately stealing my pose and mocking me!So today I am mostly worthless. There's not many people here at work b/c they had the foresight to get their vacation requests in well ahead of me before I could even think about it. They pull this shit on me every year. This will be the 6th year in a row that I will be found here working the days around Thanksgiving and Christmas while everyone else is gone. So here's how I deal with it: do what I did today, i.e., come in late, take a long lunch, and leave early. And loaf.
Today Ma is watching the baby, who I'm sure is being spoiled rotten by her and my Popo as we speak. Last night R. came with me to pick up the baby and, proving herself to be one of the best friends I have ever known, put herself between me and dickhead, thereby preventing me from ripping out his jugular with my teeth before spitting it in the whore's face. Violence prevention is so important around the holidays!
Tomorrow my future is sausage balls. I shall make my usual batches of sausage balls to take to my wonderful Aunt P.'s house, where we go every year for T-giving. Friday we have a couple of options for fun which we are playing by ear for now.
Right now I am grooving in the office b/c if you go to Taj Mahal's website you can listen to his music all day long, it seems! What a blessing. Sometimes I really miss playing music. Apparently I've been fired from Jimmy's gig. For one, my schedule is too crazy and two, I'm probably too expensive for him. As much as I enjoyed his music, I do prefer to play for a more rockin' ensemble. My musical nostalgia is gonna really hit hard in a couple of weeks when we go see STEVIE WONDER in concert!!!!!!!!! Man, I had to get tickets for that. No choice. I had to do some creative things with the budget in order to afford it--WORTH IT! I may faint from the amazement of him, but at least I will be there!!!!!!!!!
Ok, back to work: finish reading my book, Model Patient by Karen Duffy; bouncing my rubber ball with light-up electronics inside; drinking my new favorite beverage, Diet Wild Red Soda; and maybe I'll attack some of this stack of professional reading while I'm at it. In the immortal words of my love Rick Danko at The Last Waltz, "Happy Thanksgiving!"
Monday, November 19, 2007
Saturday Bloody Saturday
It was just a weird day full of death and injury! For starters, at the zoo we had the fortune to see the green tree pythons get fed their lunch of 1 white mouse each. I actually ran to the reptile house ahead of dawdling S and the baby so I wouldn't miss it. And I picked up the baby and pressed her up against the glass so she could get a good look. Hey, it's science! The poor mice. And I hate mice!
Later, as I parked my car in the parking lot of the new Job #2, as I got out I saw a dead squirrel right near me, his head bloodied. Eww! At first I was worried I had hit him, but his paw seemed to already be in rigor mortis.
Finally, I ended the night by going out on a quick 5-hour patrol so I could finish up my hours for the month. There were all kinds of knuckleheads getting into car accidents all day long due to the rain, but the very last call of the night that we got was a man that got hit by a car. When we pulled up he was lying in the road, face down in a puddle of blood. A concerned citizen was holding a towel to the poor guy's head, staunching the flow and doing a commendable job, I must say! The victim was awake and alert though in a good amount of pain, and the lady that hit him was a homeless ex-con with no driver's license and no insurance on the car she was driving, which was her daughter's. I think it was just one of those unavoidable accidents due to the rain and the guy who made the bad choice to walk in the middle of the road. The lady was shaken up and was quite remorseful, so we wrote her 2 tickets and told her not to drive the car--its windshield was all busted anyway.
Man, I am looking forward to having a couple of days off this week, although I do have to work here at Job #1 on Sat. AND Sun., bummer. But we pick up the baby again tomorrow and have her all the way through next Sunday, so that'll be fun. Unfortunately, we had a little incident last night when we dropped her off b/c dickhead had the gall to speak to me and ask a retarded question that if he and the whore knew how to read, they would find the answer in the court order. But since she's third-world trash and he's redneck white trash they don't know how to read and they're too lazy and stupid to contact their doddering old fool of an attorney, so they think they can waste more of my and S's time and I refuse to let them. So since I ignored dickhead he actually had the balls to knock on my car! I shot him the finger through the window and told S to drive off, and so dickhead knocked again, harder. This time I rolled down the window and gave him the finger again in his face along with a "Fuck you!" Then S drove away.
S says I need to be more zen about any confrontations we have with dickhead and the whore. But my temper always gets the best of me, unfortunately. This is just how I deal with it. I'm sure this anger is not doing anything good for me, especially physiologically, but obviously I'm nowhere near to being ready to accept zen-ness.
Later, as I parked my car in the parking lot of the new Job #2, as I got out I saw a dead squirrel right near me, his head bloodied. Eww! At first I was worried I had hit him, but his paw seemed to already be in rigor mortis.
Finally, I ended the night by going out on a quick 5-hour patrol so I could finish up my hours for the month. There were all kinds of knuckleheads getting into car accidents all day long due to the rain, but the very last call of the night that we got was a man that got hit by a car. When we pulled up he was lying in the road, face down in a puddle of blood. A concerned citizen was holding a towel to the poor guy's head, staunching the flow and doing a commendable job, I must say! The victim was awake and alert though in a good amount of pain, and the lady that hit him was a homeless ex-con with no driver's license and no insurance on the car she was driving, which was her daughter's. I think it was just one of those unavoidable accidents due to the rain and the guy who made the bad choice to walk in the middle of the road. The lady was shaken up and was quite remorseful, so we wrote her 2 tickets and told her not to drive the car--its windshield was all busted anyway.
Man, I am looking forward to having a couple of days off this week, although I do have to work here at Job #1 on Sat. AND Sun., bummer. But we pick up the baby again tomorrow and have her all the way through next Sunday, so that'll be fun. Unfortunately, we had a little incident last night when we dropped her off b/c dickhead had the gall to speak to me and ask a retarded question that if he and the whore knew how to read, they would find the answer in the court order. But since she's third-world trash and he's redneck white trash they don't know how to read and they're too lazy and stupid to contact their doddering old fool of an attorney, so they think they can waste more of my and S's time and I refuse to let them. So since I ignored dickhead he actually had the balls to knock on my car! I shot him the finger through the window and told S to drive off, and so dickhead knocked again, harder. This time I rolled down the window and gave him the finger again in his face along with a "Fuck you!" Then S drove away.
S says I need to be more zen about any confrontations we have with dickhead and the whore. But my temper always gets the best of me, unfortunately. This is just how I deal with it. I'm sure this anger is not doing anything good for me, especially physiologically, but obviously I'm nowhere near to being ready to accept zen-ness.
Thursday, November 15, 2007
More of the Same
For example, here was my schedule today:
8:37 am-Teach 2-hour class to Evidence-Based Practice Scholars. (It was supposed to be at 8:30, but this is me we're talking about.)
11:20 am-Leave for Hispanic Health Coalition general membership meeting, which was from noon-1:15pm.
1:16 pm-Drive down to deep Southwest Houston to do my monthly site visit on one of my electronic touch-screen health kiosks (how I hate those things).
2:30 pm-ish-Stop by "Just Brakes" to see if they could squeeze me in since I found out yesterday while getting my oil changed that my 2 front brake pads need to be replaced. No such luck. I will now have to drive around like this until Monday. Oh well!
3pm-ish-Stop by Chick-Fil-A to get my mom a present (in my family, we do food as presents) since due to my ridiculous schedule I keep having to put off going to visit her and my grandfather, who is now home from the hospital, yay!
4pm-Meeting here at work WHILE being the librarian on call for the reference desk.
And now it's 5:54 pm and I am stuck here for another 6 minutes, after which time I will go downstairs on my way out to see if there's anything interesting in the staff lounge refrigerator since they had their Thanksgiving luncheon today while I was gone, then I'm heading down south to FINALLY see my mom and grandfather.
Tomorrow and this entire weekend: more of the same. I am not kidding, tomorrow and Saturday are completely booked for me already, and as always. It reminds me of yet another of my favorite movies, The Paper, and how Michael Keaton was Totally Booked Solid for an entire day. Check it out if you haven't, and see what my life is like!
8:37 am-Teach 2-hour class to Evidence-Based Practice Scholars. (It was supposed to be at 8:30, but this is me we're talking about.)
11:20 am-Leave for Hispanic Health Coalition general membership meeting, which was from noon-1:15pm.
1:16 pm-Drive down to deep Southwest Houston to do my monthly site visit on one of my electronic touch-screen health kiosks (how I hate those things).
2:30 pm-ish-Stop by "Just Brakes" to see if they could squeeze me in since I found out yesterday while getting my oil changed that my 2 front brake pads need to be replaced. No such luck. I will now have to drive around like this until Monday. Oh well!
3pm-ish-Stop by Chick-Fil-A to get my mom a present (in my family, we do food as presents) since due to my ridiculous schedule I keep having to put off going to visit her and my grandfather, who is now home from the hospital, yay!
4pm-Meeting here at work WHILE being the librarian on call for the reference desk.
And now it's 5:54 pm and I am stuck here for another 6 minutes, after which time I will go downstairs on my way out to see if there's anything interesting in the staff lounge refrigerator since they had their Thanksgiving luncheon today while I was gone, then I'm heading down south to FINALLY see my mom and grandfather.
Tomorrow and this entire weekend: more of the same. I am not kidding, tomorrow and Saturday are completely booked for me already, and as always. It reminds me of yet another of my favorite movies, The Paper, and how Michael Keaton was Totally Booked Solid for an entire day. Check it out if you haven't, and see what my life is like!
Tuesday, November 13, 2007
Whirlwind of Activity
There's a scene in the movie Goodfellas where Ray Liotta is running around, trying to do everything from cooking pasta sauce to picking up his brother at the hospital to running drugs and he has to be here at that time and there at this time and it's a mad rush. That's how my past few days have been! I am hitting the ground running with just enough extra time to sleep and eat and that's it. I even patrolled 12 hours on Sunday and I'm currently blogging from the new Job #2. And the rest of this week is no different, although I am going to make it home tomorrow night in time to watch the new season of Project Runway!
There's a scene in All That Jazz where the Bob Fosse character, Joe Gideon, says, "I hate show business" and his girlfriend says, "But Joe, you love show business!" He says, "That's right. I'll go either way."
So I, too, must love all this work. I guess!
There's a scene in All That Jazz where the Bob Fosse character, Joe Gideon, says, "I hate show business" and his girlfriend says, "But Joe, you love show business!" He says, "That's right. I'll go either way."
So I, too, must love all this work. I guess!
Wednesday, November 07, 2007
Bad Voter
I didn't get to vote yesterday b/c I had totally forgotten to update my voter registration card with my new address. Dammit! And apparently the voters that did bother to turn out voted the State of Texas into more debt, debt, debt and to totally disregard the U.S. Constitution on another issue. I've had it with this state, country, government!!! I guess I could've driven all the way to my former precinct location in rush hour traffic to vote but it wouldn't have made a damn bit of difference anyway. I hate to think that way, but in this particular election it was true.
My 91-year old grandfather is in the hospital as of yesterday b/c he is a stubborn old man and I'm pissed off about that, too. But, as with the voters, what can you do?
Anyway, it was wonderful to not have to rush off to the old Job #2 last night. I can't even say how great it was to leisurely head on home, chill out at the house, do laundry, make a sandwich, watch GP (Guilty Pleasure) tv with S. And I worked 6 hours on Monday at the new Job #2 so I "double-dipped", earning 2 salaries in 1 day at the same time. (I have comp time off from Job #1 that made that possible.) That is the additional perk of the new Job #2 that I didn't even realize! As an added bonus, I also met Mudflap and S for lunch since we were all near each other!
Last week and weekend were so incredibly busy and this week and weekend prove to be more of the same. I can't even get into it right now, so I won't.
My 91-year old grandfather is in the hospital as of yesterday b/c he is a stubborn old man and I'm pissed off about that, too. But, as with the voters, what can you do?
Anyway, it was wonderful to not have to rush off to the old Job #2 last night. I can't even say how great it was to leisurely head on home, chill out at the house, do laundry, make a sandwich, watch GP (Guilty Pleasure) tv with S. And I worked 6 hours on Monday at the new Job #2 so I "double-dipped", earning 2 salaries in 1 day at the same time. (I have comp time off from Job #1 that made that possible.) That is the additional perk of the new Job #2 that I didn't even realize! As an added bonus, I also met Mudflap and S for lunch since we were all near each other!
Last week and weekend were so incredibly busy and this week and weekend prove to be more of the same. I can't even get into it right now, so I won't.
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