HERE IS SOMETHING.

WORK RANT.

I don't know you, you don't know me so stop pretending I'm your friend and guess what... I don't want to know you. don't come to my work and ask me questions, don't come here and follow me around trying to glean some free information from me and waste my time. I don't want to help you out, no, I don't want to do you a favor. I don't want or need your shitty indoor pot either, so stop acting like its the best shit in town. I've seen the best shit that the kids are growing this year and it doesn't hold a candle to what I've done in years past. Besides I smoke around once a month now.

When I shine you on don't go into my office and start in on someone else, don't have them come out and try to reintroduce you to me, if you didn't get my subtle hints before, you get it now, when I say, "Who are you? Where do you live? Where did you get my name? Oh him, well as of this minute that guy is on my shit list."
"No as I said before I don't really have any time for you and I don't want your shitty pot as payment, what am I talking about? oh I thought you were trying to bribe me out in the shop with some crappy pot to help you out."
Don't pester me with your stupidity. Why the fuck would I want to know about your bio diesel ideas, I drive a gas truck you fucking idiot and my friends run the bio diesel coop here in big sur. They know more about that shit than you ever will... So suck my ass and you will see what kind of gas I'm interested in.

So as you can figure out, I'm a bit off.. I had this dumb fucker come in and waste my time, my bosses time, the office executives time and generally waste every ones lunch hour on his stoned banter. Get a life bud, this company makes millions of dollars a year, millions. We have some of the most experienced people on the job of any outfit in hundreds of miles, some of the smartest office management and savvy leaders in the state.
Ddid you really think you came up with this original idea all on your own? Then you decided to come in here and pitch us your epiphany in your best Guatemalan pants and Tye dye t-shirt reeking of weed? so why are you put out when i turn my back on you, walk into my office and close the door.
Go home, sober up, take a shower and dress the part. You want our money? Dress like you know what the fuck you are talking about. Perhaps a clean shirt, something other then your "favorite" knitted beany and put on a decent pair of pants you moron...

Other than that things have been flying by and I'll have some more time to get back to that soon...Thanks for sticking in there!!!

IVE BEEN LOOKING FOR LODGING...

IM TRYING TO GET LODGING AT BEAR VALLEY, CA FOR SKIING FOR THREE DAYS... WTF? PRESIDENTS WEEK? THE WHOLE WEEK IS A HOLIDAY? GGRRRRRREEEEEEEERRRRRRRRR....

Guest Post

So...you asked me to do this, but it's not really my style. I'm a pretty private person, (maybe you've noticed) so this makes me feel...a little funny.
So, at any rate, here goes...I'm the busiest person I know...I can't stop overbooking no matter how hard I try. I have a short fuse. But my outbursts generally implode. If I'm upset I'll only hurt myself. I don't know what else to say. Between work school kids and the fabulous love affair that occupy my mind putting words into coherent sentences is almost beyond me. Did I mention the dog? Well, there we have it. The reason I have no time for thought. I have vivid dreams. I look forward to the future.
note: this is a post from my wonderful love... very private, very reserved... she is taking a writers block break... i might suggest to her that she not try to write about herself per say, but about something more simple.... any help for her is hugely appreciated... now back to your regularly scheduled posting...
There was this thing, which will heretofore be refered to as THAT. THAT was amazing. THAT was something that until recently I believed only found a place in drugstore novels with bodice-ripping-heroines on the cover. Thank you Zack. THAT was amazing.
Lightening, thunder, fireworks and the grand canyon also make my day. Lets see these things sometime. Perhaps you can bring your camera.
So bloggers, I must apologise for my disconnected convoluted contribution. See you in the ether.
-Camembert

WAY TOO MUCH FUCKING CAFFINE!!!

HOLY SHIT I'M ZOOMING! I DIDNT EVEN REALIZE IT. I SKIPPED DINNER LAST NIGHT, NO BREAKFAST TODAY AND NOW I'M SKIPPING LUNCH. NO REASON, I JUST THOUGHT TO MY SELF THOUGH, I'M JITTERY. FOUR CUPS OF COFFEE THIS MORNING, THREE PIECES OF SHITTY OFFICE CHOCOLATES, A COKE AND I DISCOVERED A RED BULL IN MY TRUCK, HMM... I JUST POUNDED IT. ZZZZZZZZOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMMMMM.

SO EVERYONE KNOWS I SUFFER FROM AWFUL DAYDREAMS, I HATE IT. SOMETIMES I GET INSANELY JEALOUS. AND THEN IN THE FOLLOWING MINUTE I KNOW BETTER. SOMETIMES I CALL FRIENDS AND ASK THEM UNCOMFORTABLY "HEY, WASSUP, IS EVERYTHING OKAY WITH YOU? YOU ARE NOT DEAD OR ANYTHING RIGHT." AND THEN SOMETIMES I DREAM OF SETTING SHIT ON FIRE, STALKING PEOPLE ETC. I'M CRAZY, BUT YOU ALL KNOW THAT. TODAY HAS BEEN NO EXCEPTION.

WORK HAS BEEN GOOD, I'M STOKED ITS FRIDAY AND CANT BELIEVE ITS HERE ALREADY, I WANT OUT OF HERE! BBBBBBUUUUUUZZZZZZZZZZ... MY HANDS ARE SHAKING AND I CANT FOCUS. THIS WEEKEND SHOULD BE FUN, ITS SLEEPOVER NIGHT AND I HOPE ITS ALL COOL, PERHAPS WE CAN GO TO MY HOUSE...

TIME FOR ME TO GET BACK TO WORK, I NEED TO RUN AROUND IN CIRCLES OR SOMETHING... BBZZTTT, ZZZZSSSTTT..POP. BRAIN IS WIRED... ENJOY YOUR WEEKEND, HOPEFULLY I DON'T THINK ABOUT ANYBODY TOO MUCH...HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA....

FEISTY

I only have a minute. Perhaps I'll write some this evening... I must be in a great mood. I have been giving people shit all day.

Valentines day was great, sorry all, I subscribed. A nice relaxing evening at home. We made some sushi, girls got to make their own rolls, too fucking full to eat them after making them, but I'm eating leftovers for lunch right now! Still more fresh then the premade crap you buy in a grocery store!

Yes a dozen roses were laying on the bed with a funny little note next to them and some truffles. Not the shit chocolate that comes in a red heart shaped box. But some decent stuff you might actually eat!!

Fire was going and we watched thumbilina, you know the old Disney cartoon movie. They were some sickos back then, if you listen to the words while they sing it comes out pretty sexual. So good for a four year old to sing along to!

My back feels better then it has in weeks and after this morning I feel like a million bucks! Shit got to go!

COULD HAVE STAYED IN BED.

YEAH, I SHOULD HAVE STAYED IN BED, IM TIRED AND CANT GET MY MIND OFF YOU....

I'll be back later...

WORK...

Waiting to get the fuck out of here.. I finally fixed the loader that's been occupying my work space for over a month now... New boom cylinder seals and packing, l.o.f. (uh lube, oil, filters...), fixed the cavitation in the fuel pump, (was sucking air from a crack so small a bug could hardly fart through it...) Rebuilt a final drive unit, including new speedy sleeve and wheel bearings. Rebuilt two calipers, now these fuckers are huge, with out pads they weigh almost a hundred pounds! Got the tires back on, now you want heavy, ?! These things are only about five feet tall and two feet wide, but we fill'em with water... So they weigh in at about twelve hundred pounds apiece. no worries right? We must have equipment here to move shit around, sure. But its raining and I work out side in the mud. No shop with heaters and lifts and shit, I'm a flat backer. and in the mud is where I do my best work... errr, wait that doest sound right... Reminds me of an old joke, "no grass on the field, play in the mud..." Anyway, what am I eleventeen?

So I got the damn loader out of the way and now I get to clean the thing up, grease, oil and crap everywhere... So I think I'll leave it and see if anyone needs any extra hours... Perhaps I can get someone else to do that work...

We have a driver that breaks shit every day! He just came in looking for another gladhand, (it is something at the end of an air line that connects the trailer to the truck so the air brakes work), fucker says "Dude, got another one of those? It blew off and broke." Now something for you all, they don't blow off, if you put them on correctly the air pressure that surges through them when charged locks them into place, if they were to "blow off" the brakes would immediately come on, trailer would hammer around until you stop. Then you go nowhere. So, whats been happening is he is disconnecting the trailer, forgetting to remove said gladhands and driving off ripping the hoses, etc... Nice.

This is the same fucking guy that last week "helped" me do some front brakes on a one ton pick up. Thanks for telling me you broke the retainer clips on the auto locking hubs, (didnt happen), before you put it all back together. When the operator called and said his front left wheel just seized up and won't do anything, I had an idea you had something to do with it...

And this is the same guy, in the same week, drained the oil in the same truck and then started the thing with no oil to "Get out the rest of the bad stuff." WTF!!! WTF.... I was going to kill this guy!!!

"Why would you do that???" I said.

" I do it on my mustang all the time..." he replies.

"I don't believe you. Bring your mustang up here and drain the oil, I wanna see you fucking start your car and run it with no oil..." I fumed.

Hours later, I replaced the turbos waste gate, reprogrammed the computer.(We have a cool black market tool that muddles around with our ford trucks performance.hee hee.) New oil pump and it was back on the road... Now here is something truly bizarre, I was prechecking that very same truck on Friday and you wont believe it... There is diesel in the coolant overflow container. Another big WTF!!! I don't even want to know which genius put that in there and wheat the hell planet they live on...

This sort of shit happens all the fucking time. Most of our laborers don't speak English, when they decide they don't like working for nickels any more , they try to come up and start doing other shit. Helping out in the mornings, getting trucks ready, staying late after work, etc. So I run into weird shit everyday...

Yep, feel like killing these guys, "Hey how do those lumber racks get ripped off?", "uh, I dunno, I didn't feel anything"

You asshole! The lumber racks are pulled halfway off the truck! How did you not feel anything, and why are you driving? Our insurance can't possibly think that licence you bought over in Salinas at the gas station is yours!!! uuuuuggggghhhhhh....

This is the second time that's happened!!!

Anyway, I figure I'm getting paid right now, I might as well write about work...

WEEKEND!

what a great fucking weekend. thats ill i say. dont want to rub it in on those that didnt, but mine was great. i dont have any time to writ this afternoon, so hopefully ill be back later. want to go out to sushi tonight, we'll see. work is boreing me right now and my back is being fused together so i cant hardly bend over and touch my knees, but i really dont have anything to bitch about. so much to be happy for, but no time to say anything about it! enjoy the day...

still stressing out.

I'm sure there are a lot of us out here that are stoked its Friday. I sure am, I wish it was quitting time right now. Cold beer, a hot squeeze and then throw my feet up and smile... Less then six hours...

Except for some reason I suffer from terrible day dreams... My mind has an auto pilot area of its own, one of my voices perhaps... I hate it. if I know you, you have probably died in some type of accident a hundred times in my head by now. If I am driving, I silently beg on coming traffic not to hit me, Because I've dreamed it happening so often. Yeah weird, Do i get it checked out? No, I know I'm fucking crazy!

And other shit, i'ts not always about death... but i'ts always about people I know.. My day dreams, they happen while I'm at work, driving, walking and even when I'm talking to someone or engaged in conversation... Even now there is a little spot in the back of my head that's crunching on an awful scenario... I know its not true, I know i'ts not real, but sometimes these dreams get the better of me. Get me moody, distrustful, and scared... Who likes to get on the highway and feel like they have been there before and "know" that something bad is going to happen... Who like to hang out with someone who has watched them die or cheat or kill? Hmmm..

Ever had a de ja vu? I hate them, to me its a premonition of death. A dream come true. I truly could live the rest of my life with out one and not be bothered one bit! Anyway, just had a moment to spit out some brain drain.

Have a wonderful weekend all!! I'll try not to think about you.

a few things..

Some shit on my mind. I have recently decided to change my "lame space" account into a fun thing for me... It's lame I know, my space, who gives a shit right? But, I've found a way to even piss people off on there as well! I am going, and have started already, to impersonate other people... Find pictures of them, post them, change all my info around so its funny to me and start leaving comments on "friends" sites in my new guise... hahaha... Okay not that funny but really, how long can you send gross pictures to your buddies? How much networking do you really do? I'ts a giant time suck... And I get to piss off a bunch of people even more! I'm starting to enjoy it...

Next, yes, I have this fucking headache going on and staring at this bright screen is not helping at all... So I wont be here long. but i'ts making me nervous, normally when I get this ill from it, I take the meds, go home, shove my head under a pillow and next morning, presto, I'm fixed. Not the case this morning... Feel almost as bad... fucking stress..

Okay, what stress? I live in the most beautiful place, have a great job, love the most amazing woman and have most of what I need in life.... Whats the fucking deal? I dunno. I tend to dwell on things, have a hard time letting things go. I'm trying to get my mind around some shit right now and I'm almost through it. So wish me luck and if things all go well I feel better by tonight and my brain will be free from lame shit.

Another fucking hallmark holiday is on the horizon. Spend some money on some useless shit America! Buy some chocolates and crappy champagne and get your girlfriend fat and drunk! Then bitch about how big her ass is next week! What ever... I don't really subscribe to this one, but I would like to do something nice for my new lady... I'm not into candy and lame teddy bears. She loves flowers but I give those all the time. And on v-day a dozen roses is like a hundred bucks. The day after they are like twelve fifty... Does that make any sense? Any ideas would be appreciated. I'd like to go for a drive and eat somewhere nice, bring her girls and watch the sunset from somewhere we'd have to sneak into... But we do that everyday too... I buy gifts all the time and do nice shit for her and her girls regularly... I am not like the rest of this lame country where I get an excuse to be a dick all year long, cause i blow some change on her a few days a year? No, I do nice shit all the time... So what do i do for these lame holidays?

Lastly, I really need to start looking for a new truck. Used Toyota just like mine but with four doors. I have an 02 Tacoma, standard cab 4x4 with about every racing product you can buy for suspension, engine and exhaust... But I need to be able to tote around four of us now and two dogs, tow my boat and drive up my narrow roads... Don't want to sell it, I just paid it off, but I want to be responsible and get something a little more practical. besides, cruising her Subaru is great but, c'mon we need a truck!

Hope all is well in reader world and I'll be back soon...

Migraine is fucking killing me..... Out of meds and my fucking docter is out of town....

ARRRRRRRGGGG.... blogger rant!

yet again, blogger you manage to screw up a really good post.... i hate you, i you, i hate you... your new blogger benefits can suck it.... you take me .gif files and repeat them a million times! you freeze up my computer and i have to pull the plug and reboot from the network.... oh how I'm hating you... your lame spell check doesn't catch all mu hurried mistakes and never looks for capitals... you stick, like roadkill in the rain.... your new formatting is hard to figure out and now when i post comments on old bloggers you erase them and switch me over to google sign in! up your Internet black hole... your html options also blow major wad!!! who cares about putting labels on shit? why would these "cool" new functions be better? why can't i switch back over to the old blogger? why was my account slated for immediate swap? i hate you!!! do i now need to save every time i want to post? type one sentence and save? i think it sux....

notes to people who may or may not read this...

1)Well now, apparently the other day was a big communication error... Sorry bro...

2)I don't care who your fucking this week,so stop telling people to tell me you are not fucking them... And when I see you, stop being a fucking bitch. I am always polite and nice to you, so there is no real reason for you to continually act like a ten year old who just got the pink bike instead of the miniture pony you wanted.... Act your age...

3)I am glad you are back, thanks for the calls. Perhaps we can hang out some time when I have a chance...

4)Every time I see you now, I will try and torture you as much as possible... Only because I know that my presence bothers you so much.... If they could only fill those things with brains....

5)I cant wait to see you again, even though I only saw you this morning there never seems to be enough time....

6)Note to self, get to work!!!

to be cont.