all jokes aside... this is a fucking public service anouncement.

so while the normal posts around here are funny and lighthearted id like to take a minute and be fucking serious... this is a nasty time of year. there are a lot of dumb-fucks and retards out on the roads and highways. even more on city streets and town round-a-bouts...
whats that you say? i always have stories about waking up at home and having a road soda.. yes its true, but on nights like tonight every asshole and douche bag is going to be out there doing what took me twenty years to perfect but they will be doing it dangerously...
people, get to where you are going early tonight. take a taxi. walk your ass over there. do it early and don't be a jack-ass. tonight, one drink is one drink too many for the mayhem that ensues on these rookie drinking and driving holidays. even if you have a designated driver, they will be distracted. a car full of revelers is one thing, but a car full of people in costumes drinking and yelling is another. add some schmuck stick throwing eggs at you from a highway over pass, throw in a little drunk guy in the car next to you and a fucking mess ensues.
take it from a schmuck stick, a douche bag, a jack ass, a seasoned drinker, tonight is not the night to fuck around with your lives and the lives of others...

ARE YOU PEOPLE LISTENING YET!!!! DO NOT BY ANY MEANS DO ANY DRINKING AND DRIVING THIS EVENING!!!

now that being said, have fun, get totally wasted, flash us your tits, have promiscuous sex in public places with men dressed up as Indian prostitutes and be sure to puke and rally if the occasion arises!!! much love and luck to you all....

i clicked on the link and took the test and this is what it told me....

You are The Devil

Materiality. Material Force. Material temptation; sometimes obsession

The Devil is often a great card for business success; hard work and ambition.

Perhaps the most misunderstood of all the major arcana, the Devil is not really "Satan" at all, but Pan the half-goat nature god and/or Dionysius. These are gods of pleasure and abandon, of wild behavior and unbridled desires. This is a card about ambitions; it is also synonymous with temptation and addiction. On the flip side, however, the card can be a warning to someone who is too restrained, someone who never allows themselves to get passionate or messy or wild - or ambitious. This, too, is a form of enslavement. As a person, the Devil can stand for a man of money or erotic power, aggressive, controlling, or just persuasive. This is not to say a bad man, but certainly a powerful man who is hard to resist. The important thing is to remember that any chain is freely worn. In most cases, you are enslaved only because you allow it.

What Tarot Card are You?
Take the Test to Find Out.

adressing the issues

the bitch and moan session is over and now its time to see if we can work in a few of the things that y'all have asked to see more/less of here on the voices.... this picture is for Leah, who wanted to see some more girl on girl action!!! I've incorporated the theme of spanking and her desire for the action into one photo. i found on anothers blog the other day so some of you may have seen it already!

anyway...

what are some girl on girl action stories you all have. i know you have them, personal stories perhaps? fantasies? colleges dorm room roommate desires... c'mon kids its for a good cause, who knows you might even get leah'd out of it!

no post today

no post today, don't like it? take a number....

its time to hear some of your gripes and complaints about what you do/don't see here at the voices blog...

go ahead, let'em rip!!!







photo courtesy of iksodas... thanks man!

where did all the fun go?!?

what is it with holidays and my "who gives a fuck" attitude... i know I'm a bit of a hum bugger at Christmas, (cheese might argue that I'm more of a bum hugger.) but every holiday is losing its luster for me... Halloween is Friday, and id rather be going door to door with her kids than running up a hundred dollar bar tab at the local happening spot. there is no more surprise in it, "oooo... look at (some silly bint) in that scandalous outfit..." or, "wow (some dude) is wearing nothing but a sock!" its just not fun anymore...
for one thing it is indeed hard to out do the things we have done in the past, on prior Halloweens ive done some pretty crazy shit... one year i went as the devils priest.. "so what!" you say. well i cut out all the inner pages from a real bible to hide my flask and a couple of "pre-rolleds". when i was done my roommate started to burn the pages.. that's where i drew the line and we stopped burning them. that year i fell on my ass off a couple of steps into someones lap. whoops.
another year i got so fucked up before the big ball masque i only managed to hang out for about five minutes. a friend of mine and his wife had dressed up as cops and were handing out joints at the front door. i smoked a couple of puffs and was puking in my truck for the rest of the night. yes, in my truck, not next to it...
another year i got so fucked up i thought it might be a good idea to ask a buddy for a little bump. once inside the bathroom and said bump had been done, i didn't feel like it was having the desired result, (the sobering effect that cocaine has when one has been drinking to much) so i grabbed the bag (about three hundred dollars worth) and shoved my nose in it and just about finished the entire contents... i got about fifteen steps before i started to O.D. made my way to where the band was playing and told everyone i was backstage at a concert. eyes rolling into my head, sweating profusely, etc... it didn't help matters much that i went as Satan's butcher that year. had painted blood all over my self and fake blood all over my skin. i had also made a crown of barbwire on my head. after falling down several times i had managed to work the barbwire around my neck and it cut into me pretty deeply. it was hard for people to tell what was real and what was fake... anyway, by the end of that party i was back on the dance floor and ready to drive home by two a.m.

there are many stories of my complete fuck-up-a-tude but I'll stop there...

so this year i believe cheese and i aren't going to where every one else is going and are going to a small house party instead. paying for taxis and a hotel room. i plan on having more fun with less retardation on this Halloween.

"where was i going with all this?" you ask. i dunno...

i think I'm hoping to not let cheese down and her expectations for the best times in her life. she likes birthdays, Easter, Christmas... holidays are very important for her. so i do my best to make them special to her. to give her lasting memories to have and to share with others.

its the best i can do....


does anybody have any embarrassing stories they want to share from holidayz past?!?!?! the confessional is open.

edit: i no longer do and have not done any "hard core" drugs in years...so yeah, thats that then...

WEEKEND

this is not a picture of me...
but I'm sure some of you new parents might think that this is a good idea!!!

this post is just something for you all to read other than that post from Friday night....

funny what one writes when they have had a few drinks eh?

so ill hopefully be back to write some more today but in the meantime, did anyone else do anything fun and exciting this weekend?? we only:

hit up four bars on Friday
went dancing at one of them
argued about something on the way home.(neither of us remember what)
drunken blogged
slept in one weekend day
drank lots of beer at home
went to Santa Cruz and hung out at cheese brothers house
played the most lame card game (taboo)
ate Thai food
watched a decent anime movie "ghost in a shell"
watched four movies on Sunday
got a lot of "work done" on Sunday while watching movies
cheese gardened up a storm
set up and delivered a "togo" box of work for some one else and delivered it
drank another eighteen beers on Sunday


that's about it folks... as you can see we didn't do much this weekend... hope you all are well and thanks again for this weekend comments on my dark post.

not always correct.... but im fuckin right dammit...

as i sit in my kitchen at one in the morning..... im not always right... some of you may have guessed that... sometimes im downright wrong.... but when i fear for the livelyhood of my family, i will do everything possible at the moment to insure that the people involved in my life have security....




no bullshit.....





i am the most honest person i know.....

i am with a women i do not fucking lie to...

i do not need to be tested...

this is the way i am..

i am fully understood in our home.... sometimes....

and i am misunderstood equallly as much on the way home when ive been behind the wheel of a bottle....












bloggers, you kick fucking ass in my life and i thank you...





this post will be invite only saturday morning, if at all..

and now for the results!!!

well now that the fucking mayhem has subsided for twenty minutes, i can get on with the show... after consulting with my spiritual advisor (see picture above) she has adjusted her tuning forks to the dark side and is open for receiving messages through her ummm... anyway, here we go..


our first anonymous commenter who wrote this:

1. With six extra ovaries her cramps were quite painful.

2. He rode her box from Intercourse, Pennsylvania to Climax, Georgia.

queen goob!!!! with her excellent spelling and knowledge of geography it can only be her...

next in line we have these comments:

#1 It's not the same without my thighmaster

#2 Good thing I bought the laptop and not the desktop.

and these funny captions are from our very own walker! his use of computers lets us all know the difference between lap and desk tops!!! well done walker!

our third commenter brought us these gems:

Leroy misundertood...he thought COMPAQ meant it be fittin in yo' trunk

this one was tough... it was between beast and Hunter... but i do believe *throws ancient runes into the air and reads them* it was hunter! no need to clap or applaud just yet folks, there is more amazement to come!!!

the fourth comment was meant to throw me off, it was by a different commenter using the same material as the one before it. here it is:

Leroy likes his cars and computers like his woman. Compaq box, some junk in the trunk and riding them from the rear.

and this sneaky person is non other that than the infamous megan!!! nice try meg, but you cant fool the master!!!

number five goes as follows:

In the spirit of Johnnie Carson.....

Answer: 6 of her legs around your head

Question: What is better than Angelina wrapping her two legs around your head?

this commenter we know as csi seattle!! yeah, with his love of music and police like thinking abilities, this comment could only be from him. as a crime scene investigator he is always left with the answer to things and has to go in reverse to find out the questions...

now, comment six was a tough one to figure out:

Picture 1.
Mistress MJ finds the triple layering of the gusset from having to wear three pairs of tights , don't half itch.

Picture 2 . Winston worries that his appalling flatulence and halitosis makes him an unwelcome addition to the work car pool.

but i do believe it is beasts comment! there are several of you who like to forget punctuation in comments (like my self) and since this one has most of it i thought he might be trying to throw me off... yeah beast got you on this one eh?

number seven of the anon comments also posted another one, I'll put them both together for reading pleasure...

Pic 2 -

Creators of the Phrase "Junk in the Trunk" are Outraged at Geek's Misguided Attempt to be "Street"

and

For the first one -

First Look at Spidey IV - Black Widow Joins Cast

these two comments belong to.... SUZZANE!!! i wasn't sure again about that one, as i tend to offend her weekly and never am sure if shes coming back, but after scratching the belly button lint and spreading it out on a squirrel pelt i could clearly see that those entries were form suz...

next on the comic caption contest was this one:

Angie's Radical Surgery Backfires, Doctors Without Borders Spokesman Confirms - "She still hasn't got enough body fat to sustain even the smallest village for more than a few hours"

obviously after rubbing the voices' incredibly sized Buddha belly and listening to its afternoon pre-beer rumblings, translating them i understood that this entry was from gig!!!

oh yeah, you know that one was from you....

and finally the last comment:

AAHHHHHH it burns!!!!!

hunter, you sneaky bastard... trying to slip one by me at the end of the day and change it up. i noticed you had not entered a caption for the first photo and need to find something to fill in that void... nicely done!!!





congratulations to me for being the all knowing, all seeing, evil mastermind of my own delusions... please, please, no need for self sacrifice or virgins laid down at my feet... here at the voices we already have everything we need to make me happy...

thank you to all that entered and to those that didn't enter anon, your captions were equally as great and very funny. now since i know i'm right about all the entries, there is no need to tell me how awesome i am, but i would like you to all vote on your favorites! winner gets bragging rights for the rest of the week!!! good luck!!!

i will be back!

i am now compiling all the anon comments/captions and will be consulting with my magic belly button of truth to unmask the anonymous commenters. i will return shortly....


to be continued...

two images...

funny caption goes here!

perhaps this one suits your fancy?!

so folks, as you can see i have posted two images for your screwing off at work pleasure... there is no real time limit for entering, just list you name in the post below this one and let me know if you are anonymously posting comments today... you don't have to post anon, (if you just cant be bothered by it all) but that was the intent of these two posts...

here they are, yes in all their splendor... I've included the original picture because some folks were belly aching about it.... pick one or the other, pick both, doesn't matter. I'll do my best to do my duty, to god and my country, to obey the scout law---- ah, wait what the fuck?

*mumbles something about boy scouts and continues*


so have at it....

ANON COMMENTS....

first off, go here if your board at work and no one will look at your computer screen. its one woman's blog about her enjoyment of being spanked... interesting stuff, there seems to be quite a culture of it all. not so much the s&m or leather and chains stuff, just the enjoyment of spankings and being spanked... almost seems vanilla to me, hmmm...


anyways...


i had this idea see, that i would have a bit of a contest! you will have to let me know in advance if you want to participate. no you don't get any free shit and the only winner would be me... sorry I'm not cool enough to give away any free stuff...
but see this picture down below here.... it needs a funny caption...

not now, tomorrow... and i want you to post your captions anonymously.... in today's comment box i need to know who is participating in the event... like say "hey its me just bob, i want to make a funny caption on Wednesday!" and then when i repost this picture on Wednesday just bobs caption might be "i asked theses nice fellows to help me load my new copy machine into my car, then they stole my car!"...

see how that worked???

no?


alright, I'll try to make it easier...

step#1 leave name in this comment box, that you will be participating.

step#2 leave anonymous comment in Wednesdays contest post.

step#3 i will see if i can appropriately guess who left what comment...


see how that works now?

still no eh?

i cant help you then. but feel free to scribble on the desk in front of you and taste that highlighter you've been coloring the sun in with, in your barney goes to school coloring book. good luck....


lemme know what y'all thought of the spanking blog too...


i guess you could all take shots at who is making the anon comments as well, shit i guess you folks will need to have some fucking fun too... ooohhh, you could even comment on your own anon comment to throw me off the trail!!! the possibilities are crazy!!!

edit: ive decided i might not even use that photo, so dont get too attached to it... in fact im gonna choose a totally random photo from my archives so there...

calling all lurkers...

its time to come out of your shell..

so its time once again to out some of the lurking type folks around here... you all remember the "meet and greet" we had and how well it worked for some of my readers to step out from the shadows and meet everyone, (thats you just bob!!) well its that time again... a couple of you have by way of searching for something else have found me and clicked back more than once over the last several weeks...
such as the person from Bochum Nordrhein-westfalen Germany, you were looking for"rolling commando" and have been back more than a handful of times since then... perhaps you are thinking i might have some pics... alas i don't. try mjs blog, there are lots of commandos there.
how bout the reader in Melbourne Victoria Australia who googled "I'm really a girl!". i know you have have only clicked once a day but let us decided if you are really a girl or not...
the person from Spain who googled "dark clouds of Halloween" last week has been busy clicking away this weekend hoping for a new post but alas has not yet come back this Monday for anything new...
someone in whiteface Texas was wondering "how do i use FUCK in a sentence?"... oh yeah, I'm sure you got it fucking figured out by now after looking through my archives for TWO HOURS!!!
finally someone from the Russian Federation has clicked on me five times since a couple oh weeks ago... they came by way of Kylie and we here at the voices want to meet you too!!!

so here is your chance folks, c'mon out, we don't bite that hard here!!!!

for those of you who hang out here more often, help me call em out by showing how friendly you all are...

IVE BEEN SLACKING

i havent had a fucking second to connect with all of you... im feeling awful about it... not ass awful as i felt the morning after my buddys wedding of course, but you get the idea... (the morning after the wedding was one of those "wow, glad im waking up at home" mornings...) diner is almost ready and i need to set the table... be back with you all sometime late monday morning... as i am sure to catch hell for not showing up to work on friday... (a no call, no show from me on a friday, generaly means, "im in no condition to work, dont fucking call me.")


hope you all rocked your weekend as much as me!!!!!!!!!!

edit: funny joke located here at kooks blog

not feeling it

i poached this pic from a link from one of mjs subordinates... they are having a bit of a blog tutorial over there and people are learning how to do cool shit. i should be over there paying attention, but as you can see... I'm not.

i love these kinds of pics, its not what you can see, but what you cant sometimes that is the biggest draw to a photo. i have some nude pics in my collection that you cant see anything.. (you know what i mean..) and other where they are splayed out all over... i do enjoy this one though....

I'm going to a wedding today, an old time buddy. used to be real close friends with that group and up until a few years ago i would have been in the wedding, gone on the bachelor party trip and been making speeches... yeah i do miss it some, but wouldn't trade my life now for anything...

question to you all, is marriage more about embracing the future or letting go of the past?

three fires in an hour

so this morning there was a flare up from one of the fire from two months ago... remember when i was going on and on about that shit... whew... anyway there is a flare up and fire emergency personal all went rushing hells bells, wiggly piggly down the coast to check it out. it was a substantial fire, so they called in a chopper who was somewhat here local. the chopper was dipping for water in the ocean and hammering up the canyon to dump when on one of his passes he snags the main power line going down the coast...

d'oh... well the severed cables fell down on to the west of one side and ignited another fire...

I'm not shitting you here...

so now there are fire fighters fighting one fire in the canyon and they are stuck fighting it on that side and fire crews from town are racing to get to the other side to fight it... trouble is they are doing road construction two miles up and have the road blocked there for twenty minutes at a time... double back ups!!!

two hours ago we see from our office a large plume of black smoke coming from a cross the highway from us...

still not shitting you here... we send one of our guys racing up that mountain in our company's four thousand gallon water tender. a few minutes go by and he calls and asks for me to start driving up the mountain looking for whatever it is that's burning. on the way up i see forestry department vehicles doing the same, so i follow them.

were we going the right way?!?!?

nope...

so we all cluster fuck our way into some turn outs and turn around to go back down the hill and take the first right... there in that end of someones garden some drunk ass made a wrong turn through someones lawn, through their garden up the hill in the backyard and tried to turn into the path behind their house... turned around and tried to find his way back out.

did he make it???

nope...

he managed to drive over a small precipice and down another small hillside and get stuck several times before his car caught on fire... fucking convertible crystler sebring. the fuel tank actually blew up folks. i know they say it doest really happen like that, only in movies but it did. not die hard blown up but lift the back end off the ground blown up... by the time i managed to get up there, park, grab my shovel and do anything worth a fucking damn it was mostly out. we sprayed some water and moved some dirt and shoveled some shit around but it was handled...

here is my question to you all, if you are on yer own property and are driving around shitfaced should you be able to get a ticket? yes okay he did start a fire and state resources were used to put it out, but it didn't light any one elses property on fire... okay the guy is a fuck up and drove through his fucking garden and shit, burned his shit box car but should he also spend some time in jail and pay but loads of money to the government for being a fuck up at home...


hmmmm...



by the way, where is my fucking invite from bollix for his pussy ass private blog site....

a couple of small things

the new "hands free" technology...

yesterday cheese donated a pound of blood at one of our local health fairs.(she is addicted to giving blood) anyways, i had to meet a friend for a couple of beers after work and cheese sat at the bar with me for two martinis. heh heh... on the way home she started acting quite strange and wanted to go for a walk on the beach. wished i would have been more spontaneous and went but i might have worked out for the better... half way home i noticed she was looking a little green around the gills. she still was wanting to go to the beach but was now mumbling to her self more and more... two pee stops later and we are in the driveway and home. cheese takes three steps in the door and face plants onto the couch. remove her shoes and a quickie foot massage later and she is out fucking cold... stoke the fire, do my chores and three hours later she is still asleep. turn on a movie and make my self a sandwich, still asleep... go out to the work shop and spend an hour or so working and return to snoring slumber girl drooling on the couch. turn on another movie and look at the clock, 11:37 she stirs and i pass her the ringing phone. its her daughter... poor cheese, went from blood donating superstar to slurring wonder drunk in two drinks flat!!! hahahaha, love you cheese...


this week the office folks had some hacks/computer people come in and install a new server set up for us... move all our computers around and rewire all the shit we just had rewired last year with the other computer people/hacks they hired. add that to our own computer genius/hack and everything is all fucked up. they lost all the photos from front office girls computer and there response was "those files were really old, did you need those? just take some new ones..." they were of her recently deceased husband and her at their last BBQ. don't need those eh? the jacked all the accounting software that handles the pay roll for our company. their response? "we can up load you some new software that's much easier." ah no... we paid like thousands for the shit to be legal and they have been using it and paying for upgrades since. we don't need the hacked/stolen shit from your quasi porn/file sharing site...
they lost my Internet browsers. "just re-install them." he said.
"what about all my book marks and saved web sites?"
"just re-install the browsers and you will be fine."
"ah no, you assholes did this to me last year and lost all my passwords and data from my last computer. its a real mother fucker to try and go back and set all that shit up again."
so he spent the better part of an hour fucking away at my computer looking for my shit. wanna know what he did? re-installed the browsers and lost all my shit.

fucking hacks...

something good?!?!


we are hoping to go to the city this weekend! perhaps hang with some friends and go out drinking, dancing, people watching, whatever. id like to take cheese to a museum or several galleries. we will see. we had also talked about bringing some supplies and fire wood up to her cousin on "the noc" who lost out during the last fire. her cousins man fucked himself up during the fire a couple weeks ago and hasn't been real helpful round the house...

who knows, all right must get something done today, as i have a helper. and the computer hacks are coming in to finish installing the server setup...

meh.

after three weeks of straight drinking i think i am going to slow it down a bit for a few days... yup you heard it here folks... after the marathon working/drinking binge I've been on for the past while, i need a break. the body has risen to the challenge and the brain was well compensated for all its extra effort. i know, i know, this will let some of you down. the fact that I'm slowing the boozing down a tad, but not to worry folks! I'm sure it wont last long!!!

to be continued....



i need to put food type material in my belly.

WWWWWWWEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK..... EEEEEEEEENNNNNNDDDDDD............

96 HOURS=
15 HOURS SPENT SLEEPING
70 HOURS SPENT DRINKING
1.5 HOURS SPENT EATING
40 HOURS SPENT WORKING
15 MOVIES WATCHED
5 HELPERS CHEWED UP AND SPIT OUT
6 BAGS OF ICE
3 THIRTY PACKS OF BEER DRANK
2 SIX PACKS OF BEER DRANK
2 SHOTS OF ALCOHOL DRANK SECONDS BEFORE BEDTIME
1 BAG OF NUTS
3 THREE PACKAGES OF CHEESY CRACKERS




MEH, ive lost interest in this post... just as much as you have.


















monday is the day the grouchier boss returns to work and has to hear of all the fun we have had since he has been gone... heh heh...

OH BOY...

nice relaxing day yesterday? no... today? not even close... one of our amigo operators nosed one of our track loaders into a hole yesterday morning... i show up at the site after a freaked out dude got on the radio and we couldn't understand him...

"that's sounds bad, i better go!"

we pull the track loader out of the hole with the back hoe and go back to the yard to get the crane, lift the loader up and over a barn and onto a trailer to bring to Caterpillar for repair. cracked head and shot turbo, nothing like shooting water through a turbo that's running about seven hundred degrees.
get back to the yard and buddy who is hauling the the thing to town calls on the radio that there is another problem... i drive out to his location and there is the trailer off the tow ball on the side of the road... wrong size ball, when he went around the corner at a high rate of speed and hit a bump the trailer came loose and dragged him off the road sideways and backwards into the dirt... lucky for him he wasn't west of one at that point...
get back to the yard and finish out the day.
get home and the phone is ringing... its buddy. he has dropped off the loader and picked up a rental to replace the one that was fucked up... well, the one he picked up was much larger and barely fit on the trailer... he was going down hill for about a mile or so (Carmel hill) and he didn't downshift, just rode the brakes, when he came to the bottom of the hill and up to the light he had no more brakes... blew through the light and managed to get it pulled over to the side of the road. he got out and was scratching is head and called me. while we were on the phone a passerby stopped and pointed out to him that his truck was indeed on fire and would he like some help...

uh, yeah?!?

so they put out the fire and leave the truck there over night. i call up one of our other drivers to swap trucks with buddy in the morning and get parts for the burned out brakes. then limp the other truck down the coast, haul the loader/trailer with the one ton truck...

did that happen?

not even close....

get to work this morning and ask "wheres buddy."
"dunno" says office gal.

other buddy rolls up with the one ton and trailer forty minutes later, but with no rental loader.

"wheres buddy? where is the loader?" i ask.
"he is in town waiting by the loader on the side of the road. i tried to pull the trailer with the loader but i didn't want to fuck this truck up too."


grrr....


so we call and call and call buddy to tell him to come down the coast and pick up a bigger truck and trailer, then go back to town and retrieve the loader. no answer...


hours later, still no answer... just as I'm getting into my truck to go to town and see what the fuck this moron is up to he calls from a payphone.... his phone and lunch box are in the truck that the other driver brought down that morning... i fill him in on wtf he was supposed to be doing. he hadn't gotten the parts yet either....

grinding my teeth at this point...

two hours later he rolls into the yard and swaps trucks, leaves parts and heads back to town....

i go to lunch...

when i come back to the office gal is about to pop...
"I've been calling your cell phone, but i just remembered that cheese ran it through the washing machine, um, buddy ran out of fuel on the way to town and needs you to bring him some diesel."
"i don't think so, he can fucking call AAA for all i care." i reply.

we arrange for one of our guys to bring him some fuel and his lunch box...


fuck... have a great day everyone...

lack of anything good to post...

yep, i got nothing but a funny pic for you all today... enjoy the middle of yer week!

ROLES REVERSED

as a nice treat for me and everyone else here at the office, the mega boss has decided to go on a little vacation. he will be gone till Monday. aaahhhh... and as an added bonus the other boss here is also going on vacation as of later this afternoon. double aaahhh aaahhhh...
so, one will be gone for a week and the other for two... i decided to take Friday off to celebrate! and the office gal and i decided to make Thursday drinking in the office day! (perhaps Wednesday as well, but the little tattle tale office gal will be in...) so after a week of getting the stink eye and yelled at for doing as he asks, just not when he asks for it, I've got a nice reprieve...
other news, our home project is coming along nicely and hopefully will be done soon. so we can start enjoying the benefits of it... (vague, yes, very vague)
dog has healed up and kids are out of school this week.. and this post is starting to suck.... have a great day all!!

tired of the same old post?

so, ive been working sixteen to twenty hour shifts for the last ten days... there is such a thing as a second wind and a third and fourth... this morning though i could not drag my ass out of bed... seeing how both of the people i had schedualed to work this morning flaked i got to sleep in... ahhh.... i think ive burned cheese out too... we havent done any house work for a week and it looks like a fucking bomb went off in our kitchen... the rain has stopped and we have made amazing headway in our project. i will have to go to work on manday as im in danger of them trying to fire me. i got a call on friday morning as i was driving the girls to school...

"where are you?"
"im on the flats, im driving the girls to school. why?"
"we are having a meeting and you should definitly be here!"
"i have the day off, its on the board."
"you should get here as soon as possible! hurry."

the tone in her voice let me know that it most likely had something to do with me... i roll in to work about thirty minutes later than i normaly do and the meeting is over... everyone is busting ass getting ready for the day and looking at me like im gonna get it hen the boss rolls out.
i go looking for the boss and give him the "how dare you call me into work on my day off" look. he laces into me about showing up on time and getting stuff fixed and blah, blah, blah...

"well, im glad we are on the same page man, because ive been asking you for help with this shit for a year now." i said. totally stumping him and interupting his rant agaisnt me..
"what, no?!?!? YOU NEED TO SHOW UP ON TIME!"
"I have the day off, its on the board AND in your palm pilot, im i might be taking off next week as well. i have work to do at home before the rains come."
"you have a job here and ths is your fucking priority!!! blah, blah, blah blah, fucking you and your blah blah blah."
he storms out. he wants my desk cleaned off. so i do the windshield wiper technique and shove it all into a huge box, store it in my parts shed, help out in the yard for two hours, order some fucking parts and wave good bye. people in the office werent talking to me and i needed to go as i had people ready to work probubly sitting in their vars at my house already over half an hour away...

thinking it might be a good fucking idea to show up to work on monday, sober and ready to take another ass chewing. i love that shit. some folks need to exert their boss-a-tude on others and feel omnipotent by hollaring and belly-aching about... i'll make sure the piece of equipment he needs to use that day is in the shop being serviced... fucker..

in other news... go on over to bollixs blog and read his shocking story, he has finnaly stopped posting about his bits and mjs indian sitting position tactics.... you wont be dissapointed.... good good fun. at some one elses expense. have a great rest of the weekend all...


*sluggs off to get back to work*

i am too pooped....

yep fuckin beat... got four hours sleep last night added to the sixteen hours of sleep i recieved since friday. even the energizer bunny needs fresh batteries sometimes... so today im going to treat my self to lunch at the restaurant where cheese works... ahhhh...