What's it like?

Dealing with demanding people

2009-11-14T17:05:00.001-08:00

There is a customer of mine. A distasteful fellow who is very short, demanding and rude. I'd love to introduce a knot on his visage but alas the laws of the land do not permit me to do so. During my last visit to his facility I discovered a multitude of incorrect installation issues on his control system. He installed this equipment. He screwed - up. He is transferring his anger and frustration on anyone close enough to him to catch his wrath. What a boob. Today, being a Saturday, I was home with my family busily engaged with whatever it was I was doing when this irritant calls me and demands I provide him with solutions right then, right there, and on my time. Dang cellular phones cutting out at such inopportune times. And batteries? They can be unreliable...

Tiny

Ice skateing uphill

2009-11-11T18:17:00.000-08:00

I'm back from wherever I was to post yet again! I find myself smack-dab in the middle of Obama's America and I am concerned. I find many of my friends, family and people I meet struggling daily just to make ends meet. I have been ever spreading the mantra of preparedness and self sufficiency to all who would listen and a bunch more who won't. I find it interesting and disturbing that so many of my fellow Americans have lost the ability to fend for themselves. Not just on the job front, mind you but in the ability to grow a garden and harvest the crops. To be able to harvest fallen timber for firewood. To attempt to fix anything. To try to stretch a few drops more out of what ever.

I remember when I was just a young little fart my Grandparents, who were Depression survivors, had a sign hung on their wall with the following slogan: "Use it up, wear it out. Make it do or do without!"

Well people? Just how bad do you need the latest iPhone with the time travel accelerometer driven flatulence detector? Lets us all get back to some basics and position ourselves to be ready for the bad time ahead.

Tiny

And another thing..

2008-06-17T18:24:00.000-07:00

Recently a movement to create a sense of alarm and panic amongst the natives has gained some momentum. The hand wringing "the end is near" "oh woah is me" chicken little types are really getting on my nerves. When they throw their interperitation of the religeous aspects of their paranoia and spread their conspiracy theories about the nasty naughty people and their quest for world domination through nefarious deeds of daring doo my arse starts to itch.

Here, therefore is my reply to those of you anxious to spread your message of impending doom. Piss-off and go away! Really! I've got enough on my plate dealing with the real world. I am trying to be the man, husband, father, leader, teacher, survivor and working class dog so that I can provide for my own and you're wasting my time and you're starting to make me angry! THAT - my sissy paranoid little associates - is something to really be afraid of! Now, for the benefit of those gentle readers still unclear on the concept, I'll use small words.

Go away. I don't want to hear it. Leave it alone, or I'll pop your head like a zit.

Tiny

Family Politics - what a crock

2008-06-17T18:18:00.000-07:00

I learned last night one of my aunts has died. She was old, infirmed and it was a blessing. Now her funeral is this Friday. I'm not going because her husband will be there and there is serious bad blood 'tween he and I. Some of the family are concerned, some are offended. I simply don't give a rats butt. There is nothing I can do for my aunt and my uncle is an asshole. Nothing there for me. No reason to go.

So, good luck dear aunt in the here-after. I hope you enjoy your peace and eternal rest. As for my uncle? We'd all be a lot happier if you'd join your wife.

A show of force

2008-03-03T04:40:00.000-08:00

Last night there was an armed robbery just up the street from my home. Within minutes the neighborhood watch was alerted and on the hunt for the bad guys. By the time I had to go to work two of the five were caught. One possibly by myself and my friend. Message to the thugs and ner-do-wells out there? Don't F#$@ with my neighborhood and especially don't F#$@ with me and my friends! It's a good way to get lead poisoning.

It's a fairly safe statement to say better than 60% of my neighbors are armed, trained, ex-military, ready, willing and able to let the air out of the baloon of any genetic backfire that is stupid enough to think we'd make a good target.

Like the sign on my garage states: "If you can read this you're in range!"

Tiny

Hand Socks

2008-02-24T19:20:00.001-08:00

When you put your mind to it; I mean really put some honest thought into the deep things and get a more focused slant on what really matters you could think about gloves. Bear with me here. I was moving through my home today and caught a glimpse of the house -hold glove collection hung on the wall in one of those multi-pocketed plastic shoe tree sheets that hangs on the back of the closet door. There are dozens of them. I noticed that in this vast and varied collection there are all sizes, types and colors ranging from petite pink little girls gloves with the frillies and ponies to the well worn leather gloves that have many scars testifying to their protecting of the hands they covered. Stories of cold weather, gardening, things hauled, loads wrestled, tires changed, snowball fights and snazzy fashion numbers that go oh so well with the elegant gown my little flower bought for the big wingding at the forum. I realized that here is a good indication of true wealth. The myriad of children’s gloves well worn, torn and stiff from repeated soakings denote healthy kids who take life by the reigns and go forth brave and wide eyed to experience what the seasons have to offer. The gardening gloves tell of times spent kneeled in the Earth coaxing life from the soil and learning the value of sweat equity. The worn leather work gloves with the holes in the finger pads and the shine in the palms from ropes that passed through a strong grip – of tools wielded in skill and understanding to provide for a loving family. I thank the Good Lord for these gloves that took the brunt of the abuse to protect the hands they cover until they finally wear to the point of disintegration. Times are good when you have gloves.

Oh HELL YEAH! I want one!

2008-01-20T00:44:00.000-08:00

Testing of the metal

2008-01-18T14:37:00.001-08:00

Today was a challenge. It was to be the glorious first day working on site. I arrived with vim and vigor and found the owner and fellow partners distressed. Our client is dragging their feet and no money has arrived yet.

I'm opting to treat this as just a bump in the road. Simply an obstacle to overcome. Monday gives us all a new week and opportunity to grow and advance. I'll cruise until Monday. Then if nothing has changed somebody is going to have to deal with me.

Tiny

You know you wanna. You were thinking hard on doing that

2008-01-17T17:32:00.000-08:00

Go ahead. Get some bottles... I tripple dog dare ya!

Tiny

Sissy, baby, wiener wuss! nyeah nya nya naaaaa nah!

Physics is phisics?

2008-01-17T17:29:00.000-08:00

Out of my comfort zone

2008-01-16T18:42:00.000-08:00

I have made the leap. Hell, I ran for the edge and dove! This new business is going to be huge! Granted, I am a bit helter-skelter at the moment but as the tiller finds my hand the course will run true and the money will come.

Happiness buys money!

Tiny

In the name

2008-01-16T17:42:00.000-08:00

When my little flower and I were first married her friends and my old acquaintances would encounter her and ask her; "You married Tiny? What's it like?"...

Little did she know...

Let the adventure BEGIN!

Tiny