Monday, March 31, 2008
Friday, March 28, 2008
so, the day is winding down and we got the bosses truck almost finished, new brakes, rotors, drums, front calipers and a ball joint. serviced it and found a broken lift kit bolt, (my guy is working on that as we speak) I've got a cold beer sitting in front of me on my desk and that screaming fucking kid is having one of his calm moments while his mom sets up a birthday party for a friends infant.
do infants need birthday parties? or do we all just get together and drink because of it?
ahhhh, ice cold beer... sorry,what was i talking about again. i was just reading this and was wondering what is wrong with that sort of justice. they described the woman as being beaten, but when i followed a link to a video, she was just being slapped around alot... whose fault is it? the woman who took money to perform rituals to help someone with magic or the man who paid for it? further down in the small article they cite two other cases of mob justice.... as much as i don't agree with what happened to the women they started talking about i full on agree with what happened to the other two listed in the article... i dunno, i was born a couple hundred years too late...
back in the day, people didn't do alot of the crimes that are committed now and the ones that did were dealt with swiftly and "justly". hmmm... lets see, you murdered this whole family for fifty dollars in gold.... lets throw you in a pit and throw rocks at you... or drag you around with a horse or pull your guts out while you watch... i mean there were lots of terrible ways to die back then... and yeah, not everyone was guilty, but it sure makes you want to be good when you are facing those kinds of reprimands doesn't it? better population control...
i cant wait for Armageddon! bring it on. i think we need to clean the world of all its stupid people, perhaps lower the world population down to about a 100th of what it is now... then i bet we could have a world economy... let the world freeze over and kill off all the people who depend on someone else for their lively hood. let it burn and sweep the nations of the folks who don't know how to live off the land...
yeah I'm weird, but it makes so much more sense to me. we are over populating this planet with no intent on stopping and with every new generation we breed more and more stupid people. when is the last time anybody actually survived out on their own? where am i going with this tangent? i dunno. with all these fucking wars and politics and recycle programs and "green" speak, we have forgotten the basics of life...
my science teacher as a kid said something I'll never forget. "i don't give a shit about pollution, waste, overpopulation, etc... my children kids will be long dead before we see the end of this planet and its resources, who gives a shit?!" that's not verbatim, but that's what i took from it. and he is right, sort of, why should we care? we wont be around long enough to be affected by it. yeah yeah, gas prices and shit but really, that's not that big a deal. hmmm... to me movies like mad max and i am legend, along with all the other end of the world movies are inspiring.. bring it on.. world war four lets do it! we are already well on our way!!!
Thursday, March 27, 2008
Wednesday, March 26, 2008
some of you are in dire need of a seal of approval. i stole the idea off of random chick.
I JUST FELT LIKE THE WHOLE LOT OF YOU WERE DESERVING OF SOMETHING SPECIAL.
the die hard fans of inner voices needed something to call their own. a little something to take back home with them when they leave here. its not for everyone, hell it might not even be for the people I've given it to but, i tried to do something nice.
i nominate these five people for the inner voices seal of approval. in no particular order. and if some one feels like they should have gotten one and didn't, please form the line to the left, pull the pin, take your number and I'll be right with you...
okay gets one for sure. even though she stopped fucking blogging. i might take it back if she doesn't get off her ass!
Cher gets one, cause every cougar needs some approval.
first nations has to have one. she is like the mom i never knew i had!
mj gets one. we know she likes porn, so that's cool with me!
and i suppose I'll give the last one to the highest bidder! or the one who really wants it the most... good day all.
oh and if you want the address of the seal generator, cruise over to randoms or if yer lazy, ask me and I'll dig it back up for you!!
so, its been a crazy morning. got to work and got sent to south forty to bring the boys some forgotten parts they need for a concrete pour. south forty is a place i used to live. awesome parties and lifestyle, blah blah blah. anyways, the first house i lived in is being torn down. it just went through a several hundred thousand dollar remodels and the new owners don't like it, so they are tearing it down to build their own cliff side abomination.. all the mammories that happened there....
*eyes glaze over*
well after delivering the tools and tweaking the idle on the batch plant i head back to the shop and bust down on some brake jobs. (exciting stuff isn't it!?!) hit up my lunch spot for some seared ahi tuna salad. fucking love wasabi! not the best thing for me, but i love it!
head back up to the yard here and its mayhem, dudes everywhere, in my way, welding shit, cutting shit with the table saw and all kinds of stuff going on in my workspace... fuck. so i came in here to post this little bit of crap for all of you. yeah, I'll try again later.
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
Thursday, March 20, 2008
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
fuck... doctors have no idea what they are doing. local hometown family doctors are not doctors at all. they are health care professionals. if i need my bloody nose wiped or my tummy rubbed i will go to my local family doctor.
the first one of our local physicians stated to me that she thinks i might have kidney stones, sounds good, explains a lot of things and sounds like its gonna hurt but i can deal with that... you might say its the male form of giving birth pain... bring it on right. cheese and i discussed last night and that i would do it with out pain meds...
i go to the ct scan place this morning, (today's pain has increased) and everyone there is nice and "empty yer pockets here" and "lay down here" and "hold yer breath when the machine instructs you to do so", "please wait here" and "the radiologist with be right with you." and so on...
I'm sitting there waiting to talk with the radiologist and this women comes over and says i have a phone call?
its some doctor lady that works in the sur.
"well, i don't think you have kidney problems."
"no? whys that"
"well your ct scan show that you have a large amount of stool in your large intestine, i think you have diverticulitis."
"then why does my testicle hurt?"
"i don't know, i don't think its related."
"what? why is there blood in my urine."
"i don't know, that's not conducive with diverticulitis. besides there wasn't enough in your sample to worry about."
"um, there was blood in my urine, my kidney hurts and I'm supposed to be worried about having a bowel movement?"
"yes, there seems to be a large amount of stool present."
"yeah, i haven't gone yet today and no one told me i was supposed to go before i got the scan. i don't have any problems with that either, its like clock work, happens right after my first cup of coffee."
"well of course you were supposed to. I'm prescribing you some anti-biotics and some codeine."
"don't those give me constipation? why would you prescribe me something that does that when i supposedly have a problem with backed up stool."
"well you should also take a laxative, and ground up flax seeds and cilium husks or something."
"uhhh, correct me if I'm wrong but if i were to have diverticulitis wouldn't i want to give my colon a break and not have a lot of fiber and laxatives so that the antibiotics can stop the infection? and let my body heal instead of flushing out all the things that my body produces naturally to fight of these things. wouldn't i also want to give it a break instead of making it overwork?!?! what kind of antibiotics are you wanting to put me on?"
"amoxicillan and a pain killer codeine. you said you don't like vicoden."
"yeah i have some t3's left at home, i don't like taking pain medications. i still don't understand why my testicle hurts and my my lower back aches and my lower abdomen has sharp spikes of blunt pain. when i do anything other that sit."
"so shall we make an appointment for tomorrow afternoon then? say around four?"
"why, where is the other doctor and why not today or first thing in the morning. and do you think it could be a virus or bacteria, i drank some contaminated water recently. we had some rats floating in our water tank a few weeks ago. i also heavily over medicated my self last week with some over the counter drugs to fight off the flu and so i could go to work."
"so see you tomorrow at four then, thank you...."
WTF is that! i could give her fifty other possible things it might be and i feel like i might be in a better position to diagnose wtf is wrong with me than this women, who has never seen me, touched me or looked at my chart before today!!! guess what folks, not every doctors got every answer right on their exams... and not every doctor know what the fuck they are talking about either.
so according to this lady I'm supposed to jack my ass up with chemicals to plug it solid and then nuke my system with different chemicals to loosen it up and take some pain meds so i can lay down and not mind all the other problems I'm suffering through?
and this is modern medicine?
I'll pass.. i opted not to buy the over-priced broad spectrum antibiotic and the mega overpriced super-Tylenol and bought a bottle of wild turkey instead... (i did buy a bottle of wild turkey, but not to drink tonight... its for cheese... she loves the stuff!) hahahahaaaa...
i tried going into my family doctor's office today when i got into big sur, but they closed for early lunch and the doctor i spoke with was unavailable after lunch due to the fact that "she left after eating." she wont be available until tomorrow at our appointment. the only person there to help was the nurse practitioner. who knows even less about the situation than anyone else.
i fucking hate doctors. i need to see someone who will listen, grope me a bit and tell me what the fuck all this goddamn pain is about!! if it gets any worse I'm going to go mental.... anybody wanna feel me up and perhaps shove a camera somewhere into me and maybe tell me I'm not having any of those pains at all! that my real problems are that the paint is chipped on my truck and i have a tail light out, or that my long lost twin brother has been stabbed in the side and is bleeding to death in a Taiwanese whore house. perhaps its god making me pay for all my bad deeds with his evil voo doo doll of torture!!! may be i should go home and drink some chicken blood and sacrifice a virgin or two and pray to allah!!! i do feel like strapping a bo---
I'll stop, I'm getting even more pissed off right now...
Tuesday, March 18, 2008
Monday, March 17, 2008
Saturday, March 15, 2008
i have not spell checked it, i left it as it was for sake of its originality... please enjoy with its original title..
title:yeah, you dont know me
the first thing i did when i felt better was to get drunk, to trade the comatoast feeling of overmedication in for another version of... and you thinkeverything i do, i do because i do it to me? somtimes im not in charge and the parts in me just do it because im dong it to save me.... do it to make sure i can do it an i'll be able to continue to be able to do it... what? you dont know me, you dont want to know me... there is parts of me that dont care about you or me or anything... ooohhh yer fucking scaring me... imagine how i feel??? mmmeeeeehhhhh...
Friday, March 14, 2008
I'll try and post something readable for you today, as i hate video links and you tubes myself. so why I'm pimping it out to you i don't know... it was just pretty fucking gross.
Thursday, March 13, 2008
i cant tell if its the lack of drinking that's making me feel weird or all the cold meds and caffeine I'm on... its like a whole new world here. like looking through the bottom of a pint glass sort of a thing.
last night cheese said "this whole time i thought you've been sober, but yer just jacked on Robitussin and NyQuil."
man, i look back at everything I've done this week and i go "wtf?" was i thinking?"
I've said that twice today and I've only looked at two of the things i did yesterday. that can't be good! i think my blood level is getting too high in my alcohol system.
its really funny all these coma induced memories I'm having. cheese wanting to molest me in my sleep and me waving her off, getting smacked in the face for snoring and waking up with a sore nose, like it really happened. falling asleep with out drinking an entire case of beer.
i better be getting well. last night cheese asked if i was finally feeling better. i told her i couldn't tell if the medicine was working or if i was just not coughing any more. but true to form i left half a lung running down the side of my pick-up on the way to work this morning... (did you guys get that little bit of visual imagery there? good!)
so between trying to put new spool o-rings in, on the return to dig valve, on the backhoe and getting the 1960's era water pump to start this morning i realized i probably shouldn't be working... i mean visibly i look like shit and sound like shit as well, but mentally i think things are really starting to affect me and come apart. like i was starting to think that what you all were commenting on about my medicine intake might be true... but i shook all that off and filed it under the fact that I'm most likely hallucinating from dehydration... aka: lack of beer. so fear not children of the beast!!! (wot did i just say?!?) i vow to try and drink some beer this evening!!! i will not let you down!!!
(wish me luck i couldn't even finish one last night)
im starting to see double... i feel like ass... a little tail anyone?
so over at first nations, she got memed by this blogger, to post a picture of what it looks like out your kitchen window. since i don't have any kitchen windows or any new pics of my house, i thought id re post this gem. my kitchen is on the right and as you can see there is no window... so nations was memeing people to post the some pics and since she didn't post any of what she was memed to do, i thought it would be okay to not do the same...
oh yeah and this is the view from outside. the plants are bigger now and there are more leaves but that's about it....
psssttt... by the way, this is an articulating front end loader with a cab on it.....
....and this is an excavator! that's Jim operating that piece of equipment there at post ranch! where we did all the work for the new units... starting at what does it say there? funny another buddy of mine took most of the photos for the newer portions of there website. if they only knew exactly how many times we have poached their um, facilities...
anyway have a day everyone!!
Wednesday, March 12, 2008
i might have to go to town this morning to pick up some brake parts, so i thought id crank this little post out for you...
not too much happening this morning... one of our truck drivers mentioned yesterday that the truck might need some brakes. "they have been squealing." he said. so i pop off the tires this morning to take a quickie gander. WTF? toast, real toast. no pads left, just metal on metal. ground through the discs and made a complete mess of things. so much so that the cups in the calipers have come so far out that they have been leaking oil from their seals. (that's bad!)
after honing out all the crap and scrapes from the jacked caliper cups, i got down to business. tore apart the 4x4 hubs and inspected those and repacked all the bearings and installed new dust seals. torqued everything back down and reinstalled the hubs... parts are available and need to be picked up. that's generally means me...
which means.... hopefully i can drag the day out far enough that i can go to town and not have to drive all the way back to the sur... seeing as how i drive past my road on the way to town and its always nice to squeeze in a little personal time when i am there!
anywayz, this post will bore the living snot out of most but oh well... have a day.
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
IVE CLEANED UP THE BLOG LIST. some of the blogs i linked to, where dead... or they just started to suck. there are a few more that need to go as well, but I'm waiting for something good from them. one last chance. so if your blog sucks its gonna be gone... if you stop blogging for long periods of time and i still like you, there will be a new section for all of you!!! (sushi, WTF? where you at!?)
it will be the lazy blogger section.... you don't want to be in there... muwhahahaaaa. i have people tortured in there. lots of bad music and crickets chirping. shit filled cubicles from where you will be forced to blog from endlessly. mahahaaaa...
sorry, over-caffeinated moment there....
i need this sign to follow me around like a thought bubble
Monday, March 10, 2008
this weekend was great! went to buddys house after work on Friday and had a few beverages... on the way home stopped at Fernwood for just ONE drink. double gin and tonics.... and then a beer, and then a triple of Yeager. what no dancing tonight? shit, we were out of there.
got home and made a few phone calls. cheese talked to her friend for a while and didn't really remember much. than we called Kay. (hi Kay!!!) cheese doesn't remember much of that either. she ended up passing out on the couch. how did she become such a light weight?!?! hehehe, (hi cheese!)
talked to Kay for a good while and am sure filled her head with all kinds of funny thoughts. we are going to try and make it up to her place towards the end of the month. except as I'm writing this I'm also Google Earthing "death valley" AND where Kay lives.... they are not as close as they seem. i had also mentioned driving up to harass Cher as well... i mean visit. gonna have to talk to the cheese about all this. i thought she was listening and uh huhing, but was really snoring and sucking up drool off the leather couch! hahahahaa...
Saturday we had a bunch of people over. friends of cheese came and watched us garden. (their BMW couldn't make it up our road. hahahaaa, they had to walk like a mile and a half uphill. hahahahaaa. i guess that made them not want to help.) anyways, we planted corn, red and yellow beans, beets, Asian radishes, carrots, scallions and some more flowers in the new raised beds i built. then i ran the auto drip irrigation and sprayers into them and pressure tested.
had some more friends come up and started in a little heavier on the silver bullets. decided to all walk out to "the point". its on our property and has a sick view of the canyons down to the ocean.
this is a shitty picture from the point which is on the Realtors web site. but you get the idea. from there we hiked down to the creek. the six of us went down and the five of us built a small dam. we raised the water level over a foot in the swimming hole we choose. problem is, the water is so far down into the canyon that there is not so much sun. its hard to jump in a mountain stream when yer not that warm and the water is that cold.
we hike back up and warm our bones in the sun for a while longer, then head back to the house. couple of people split and a few more show up... our initial plan for the day was to have a BBQ.
we made three different cuts of steak, some wild boar sausage, venison tender loins and some store bought peppered pork loins. bust out a large salad and some garlic buns and baked potatoes and broccoli... there was more but memory starts to fade at this point in the evening. after dinner we watch the cartoon version of Sindbad for the fiftieth timethen we booted everyone out and hit the sack.
Sunday was also spent in the garden. built some more steps up the back side of our garden heading towards the chicken coop. went to big sur to pick up cheeses girls and hung out with a buddy. watched some "cops" and headed home. made some three meat spaghetti sauce and garlic bread. (ended up making that a little too salty) chowed down and put the kids to bed.
yeah, the time change can kiss my ass at this point.
oh yeah did i mention that I've been sick as hell and spent most of the last three evenings coughing and snorting up half a lung?!?and got like a total of six hours of sleep since Friday? no, i didn't mention that? oh...
Friday, March 07, 2008
go here. this is a friend of ours and she has just started blogging. she is very smart and travels the world doing good things for people. now fair warning. she is very wordy and writes beautifully. she is also a crack-up and VERY VERY VERY candid. some of you will love her, others will be shocked and the rest of you will be like me and scratch your heads...
I'm working on the bosses daughters Volkswagen. I'm working with new parts people now, since my last parts dealer unexpectedly closed its doors on Friday. I'm balls deep into the johndeere310c backhoe loader controls. complete refurbishment. bearings, ball joints, washers, etc... don't do all this on a Friday... WTF?
Thursday, March 06, 2008
we are thinking about joining in on a buddies road trip at the end of the month. they are headed out to death valley. this is my drinking partner, so i imagine I'll be fairly hung over throughout the entire trip. driving while hung over pretty much sucks my ass. driving at night chaps me raw. I'm going blind. so it's a driving trip if you hadn't figured that out yet.
anyway, i know nothing of the area and am interested in checking it out. trouble is we have two dogs that would more than love to hit the road with us. that means camper shell, also not really a problem. here in lies the dilemma. i need to bring along at least two extra tires, (as i am a four wheeling fool and shit does happen.) two cans extra of gas... two dogs, two cans of gas in an enclosed camper.... see what I'm getting at? I'm going to have to build a rack for my camper... to put all the stuff i normally put in the back of the truck, coolers, stoves, guns, etc...
huh, well that wasn't such a big deal to figure out was it? fuck that means welding... more going blind...
so I'm all fucked on dayquill right now and my ears are popping one then the other. head is packed and come to find out that last weekends little sleep over caused us all to get sick again... from the same kid who got us all sick last time.
WTF is wrong with parents who let their kids go to other peoples homes and infect them with some sickness. we noticed that this kid was not right. but couldn't put a finger on it. come to find out that today her mom is bringing her to the doctors. 103 degree temp for the second day in a row...
alls i have to say is... fucking bitch! quit asking us to watch your kid when she is sick so you can have an adult night out.... I'm gonna spike your next drink at the bar with some ipecac. see how you like it.
i don't like to bitch about being sick, partly because I'm always suffering from something, back problems, belly problems, ass... anyways... I'm gonna have a word with this lady and her husband about this... and why is this kid always sick anyways?!?!?
Wednesday, March 05, 2008
no matter how you look at it groceries are fucking expensive. WTF? all this food i have to eat sure cuts into my drinking fund, and dirt bike fixing fund, camping fund, boating fund, stripper fund, not going to work fund... uugghh. last weeks drunken shopping was over three hundred bucks, yesterdays Costco and Safeway trip cost me another three hundred bucks. that's not including the gas to get there(okay i did buy two thirty six packs of beer, two nice bottles of wine, one syrah and one pinot gris, and a couple of movies.)
i remember the days of only alcohol in the belly. i thought that's why they called it a beer belly!?!?! not a "wow that guy looks like hes been eating and drinking belly."
yeah, yeah... i buy expensive shit... Cornish game hens and ribeye steaks... four or five different types of cheeses(funny eh?) and all kinds of fancy things... no government cheese here dude. and i buy sparkling water by the case, red bulls by the thirty pack and gallons of fresh juices...
we buy the good organic produce and let fruits rot on the counter in the basket at an alarming rate. but all this is to tell you that we garden. we grow the shit out of plants at our house... i don't even know what we are growing this year... hmmm...
three different kinds of lettuce, spinach, bok choy, Scarlett runner beans, raspberries, green onions, garlic, we are going to do corn this year, sunflowers (last year we had some unexpected monsters!), potatoes, watermelons, broccoli, zucchini, tomatoes, broccolini, artichokes... fuck i cant even remember what else...
and not that it even saves us that much money, but they TASTE so much better than every thing else at the store. and its free! well, i guess i did buy the dirt, the seeds, the chicken wire, the screws to hold the boxes together, etc... and factor in my time and those fucking tomatoes now cost about three hundred bucks a piece! damn... that's why they taste so good.
well ive got to go,there is an old dude whose truck broke down in the parking lot here...
now I'm back, fucking ancient Nissans. if you are a Nissan manufacturer and you read here, please leave... what a pain in the ass that was....
no crank, just a weak click... load test reveals a strong battery. hmmm, good connections.. .try it again. just one click...
"its a new starter" he says...
lights flash in my head, fucking mechanics... i hate them... what i hate worse is cleaning up after them. so on this older Nissan there is no fucking way in hell that i can get even my small girly hands on the back of this thing without removing the oil filter. well the thing with that is this oil filter is on its side...
do you know what that means? fucking oil all over the starter, there is no room to put a nice piece of cardboard in between so it runs off onto the ground... err, into a drain pan, yeah, a drain pan. guess what else runs right next to the fucking oil filter and starter? yep, you guessed it! the exhaust manifold. they aren't cold, that's for sure....
so i remove the oil filter, get a gander at the starter... napa... garbage, cheap plastic made in Mexico garbage... fuckers. tighten up the battery cable to the starter, double check the mounting bolts are tight, then cinch them down, clean and reconnect the ignition/igniter wire to the solenoid and replace the oil filter, top off his oil and close his hood.
"go ahead and start it Joe."
"what? don't you need to check it?"
"no Joe, go ahead and start it."
he looks at me with this your a crazed fucking lunatic glare and starts his truck. his eyes bug out and head nods as he says something to himself...
"so i don't have any money, but do you smoke?"
"that's okay Joe, if you would have broke down across the street i would have told you to get fucked, but you broke down here so i fixed it for you for free. no worries on the smoke though, thanks."
"well i don't mean cigarettes, you know... smoke... "
" i know what you mean, no thanks. if you have any other problems today call the office and I'll get you out of trouble, but yer good. that starter you had put on is shit, but yer good. wait did you put that on there?"
"no.... a shady tree mechanic did. thanks a lot Zack and we will see you again."
"hopefully not under your fucking truck eh?"
now, i do what i do, when i do it. but not at work. i sure as hell don't want people in this town thinking i do anything other than work at work. i don't walk around with a big sign saying all kinds of shit about myself. i don't volunteer that kind of information to customers of my work place. I'm just a greasy low life to them.... heh, lets keep it that way shall we?
he drives off and am left with the memories of what it means to be a shady tree mechanic. aka backyard mechanic, flat backer, etc... some mechanics just fuck things up for the rest of us....
Tuesday, March 04, 2008
i never really see them so i dont know for sure... but the neighbors say that "the fucking gophers around here kill everything." so i dunno...