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Submitted by Desi.
Really? This is our QotD? Come on.
I am not usually this pessimistic, but I can't shake the idea that Mother Earth is doing her best to rid herself of us. I am of the opinion that the Earth is a living, breathing thing. Not in an exact literal sense, but alive non the less. She is living and we are mere parasites living off her blood and slowly eating away at her body. At first, she didn't mind. Originally we were part of a symbiotic relationship with our planet, as are the rest of the animals and plants that we share our home with. Mother Earth was not bothered by us because we did not bother her. The more our civilization developed and our technology and needs grew, the more irritated she became with us. I look at past natural disasters, Pompeii for example, as her way of scratching at the itch we were giving her, as a dog bites at fleas. She really started getting pissed off during the industrial revolution. In April of 1815 a massive volcanic eruption occurred in Indonesia. Mount Tambora exlpoded shrouding the atmosphere in a blanket of ash causing a change in the global climate. The lack of crops in "the year without summer" killed hundreds of thousends.
The 2006 tsunami in the Indian ocean, the cyclone in Myanmar, tornadoes all over the mid western United States, the devastating earthquake in China are just the lastest attempts by our "host" to cure herself of a deadly infestation.
- One dead coyote with no head
- A pigeon spiraling through the air across the highway after flying directly into a speeding big rig
- A Buick with Alabama plates which had the back window completely filled with, among other things, a sombrero.
- I don't know if you know anything about cars, but check this out. Dad buys his 19 year old son a 2008 Shelby GT Mustang. This is the result of the kid's SECOND extreme DUI.
- The cheapest diesel fuel I could find today was $4.05. At that price I stopped and filled up my new work truck. I pumped nearly 17.5 gallons for a bargain price of $70.74. I'm glad I have a business gas card.
- Crazy old man driving? riding? scooting his motorized wheelchair in he bike lane, against traffic, on a very busy road. What's wrong with the sidewalk? Do you have a death wish?
Driving around all day may be more interesting than I anticipated.
Did I tell you about my trip to Seattle? Well, I finally got my pictures on the computer. Let's take a look, shall we?
I will not bore you with details. I was a little touristy whit my picture taking, but hey, I was a tourist. I didn't eat all morning, and the airline charged for food (I forgot to bring cash on the plane). So by the time I landed I was starving. Cousin Sara picked me up at the air port and we headed straight for lunch. We had sushi! Warning: terrible picture to follow.
It was amazing! Possibly the best sushi I have ever had, but then, I live in Phoenix. There's no fresh fish here. The sushi chef was cool and I think he was flirting with us. He made me a flower out of a radish.
No trip to Seattle is complete without a stop at the first Starbucks ever.
We did the Pike's Place Market walk. It was pretty cool. I was reminded of a similar walk I took through Quincy Market in Boston ten years ago.
OK, so for those of you who don't know, our family name is Shea. So, here is Cousin Sara at Shea's Lounge/Chez Shea.
We walked along further an happened upon the Rocky Mountain Chocolate Factory. The chocolate artistry was amazing!
Random useless fact: Here's Bill Gates' house.
Spring was breaking it's way through the Pacific Northwest.
We happened upon a cemetery. It was beautiful! (I swear I took more pictures, but here's the only one I can find with the trees in bloom)
We found Bruce and Brandon Lee's graves. It was March 31st. The same day Brandon Lee died. We were kinda tripped out by that.
Then we found the "Black Sun"
And here's a picture of me:
On my speed tour of Seattle I got to see the Space Needle right when it started to rain.
On our way out of town it was hailing!
So that was day 1.
I had work stuff to do after that. There ended up being a party in my room the next night. Here are some pitures I do not remember.
Ok, my daughter saw this next picture and said, "Mom, do you love that girl?" I said "Of course I do, that's my cousin."
This is what I saw when I came into work this morning. I snapped these pictures with my phone as soon as I got in, knowing it had to be something interesting.
What happened, you ask? Just like everything else, the price of copper went up. The money one can make on scrap copper is pretty good ($3.50 per pound). The money a drug addict or homeless person can make on stolen copper isn't bad either (still $3.50 as long as it doesn't look stolen). Arizona is working on passing a bill that will make it harder for thieves to make a quick buck and easier for authorities to track down criminals who do steal copper.
I talked to the fella in charge this morning (I could tell because he was wearing nice dress shoes, slacks and a button down shirt and tie under his hard hat and day-glow orange vest) and he told me the people who stole the copper probably got away with $2 or $3 worth of scrap copper and the phone company is going to be spending thousands of dollars on material and labor to replace it. Even as I write this there are still 4 trucks and 6 workers out there. He figured they could have our phone service working again around 11am (which they did). My real problem was the internet. Now, the company just bought a laptop for my new work truck and a Sprint internet card so I can write invoices from anywhere in the area. I got the bright idea that we could use the laptop to get our invoicing done. Brilliant! Now, where is that internet card? We searched the office high and low. It was nowhere to be found. I did use it when I went to Seattle recently. Perhaps I left it at home (20 miles away from work). Damn. I left my drivers at the shop and hopped back in the truck and flew home. It could only be in one of two places. I got home rather quickly. I looked high and low. It was no where to be found. Damn. I got back in the truck to get back to work. Then it hit me. Our store manager went to another one of our locations in Dallas. Perhaps he took it with him. A quick text message reveled my suspicions were correct. Damn. A wasted trip back to my house, no internet card, no phones.
We did what we could. We had some deliveries that had been called in yesterday that we got on the road. Then all we could do was wait. We had the phones back at 11, and people started calling. They need material and they needed it NOW! I still had no internet and was hand writing all the invoices. At about 2pm we saw the workers filling the hole they had dug. But how could they be finished when our internet was not yet working??
We went out to ask. "We don't have a work order of that" they tell us. What?? A thirty minute phone call to the phone company got our internet up and running again.
So there it is. My day, so far, at work. I have to run now. I have to enter all those hand written invoices into the computer.
I have officially failed my algebra class. I am the only one to blame.
I enrolled in two classes this semester; Algebra 2 and a Biology class. The Bio class was availible on Saturdays, but the lecture/lab combination left no time for math on Saturday. So I signed up for an on-line math course. I tried to do most of the work with out opening the text book. Most of my evenings were spent at home in front of the computer trying to teach myself these seemingly illogical formulas and functions.
That got me through half the class with a B and unnecessary frustration. I continued to work on my class work during spring break to get ahead of the game. I knew I had this business trip coming up with a test due in the middle of it that I wanted to make sure I had done before I left.
I did not get it done before I left.
I brought the work with me in a halfhearted attempt to get it done on my trip.
I did not get it done then either. This brought my grade down to a low C. Once home from my trip, figuring there was no way to salvage my grade, I slacked off for about a week. My husband reminded me of the class and I got back to work thinking "I might as well learn what I can so that the next time I take this class it will be that much easier. And if I make a passing grade in the process then sweet!"
Well, I got the assignment due dates confused and another test is due today. Without completing it, I have no mathematical chance of passing this class.
I am disappointed in myself for not making school a priority this semester. I think part of the problem was that I aced both classes last semester with out much effort that I figured I could do the same this time. But this time was different. The classes are more difficult. They require more devotion than I have been willing to give. I tried to take a math class on-line. It didn't seem like a good idea to me at first, (math has never been my strong point) but I convinced myself I could do it. And I could have, if I had put more time into it.
Everything in my life has been done half-assed these past four months: work, school, cleaning the house, time with my kids, my relationship with my husband. Nothing has been given the attention it has deserved. My husband suggested I take the summer off from school. I was planning on taking two more classes during the summer break, both of them on-line. I will be dropping those classes tonight with the hope of a fresh start in the fall.
I still have my Bio class on Saturdays. Perhaps without the added stress of the math class I can focus on Bio and ace my final. Besides, I need some time to get my house clean!
I am so tired. The thing is I am always tired. It feels like my body is yelling at me to take the day off and sleep all day. I wouldn't though. If I did take the day off (which is rare for me anyway) I would most likely spend the day cleaning the house. It is desperately needed. With all that I do, house cleaning is very low on the priority list. Not enough hours in the day to do all that needs to be done.
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