Sad Face.

•October 21, 2008 • 1 Comment

My oldest cat, O’Brien, wont come home. Why should he? He’s now got a porch across the street all to himself, no rambunctious boy to scare him, no other pesky cats to hiss at him (my latest adoptee, Shao Lin, hisses at him all the time, dangit) and he has his very own box with towel and also regular feedings from HER next door neighbor…..I’ve mentioned to my neighbor that my cat wont come home, and she says “well take the box, its ok” as if all he wants is the box…she apparently doesnt realize that by her feeding him, she’s basically making it so he has no reason to come home. And then my next oldest cat Kwan Yin (the Gremlin) does what O’Brien does, so now I have 2 cats who wont come home…Im just really bummed right now. Here’s my two runaways:

Im thinking it may change when the weather changes, but then, who knows? I’ll keep you posted.

The Brain is HOME! and other newz…

•October 17, 2008 • 2 Comments

Yes! my brainy car is HOME! I can see her outside my window, sitting there like she was never gone 🙂 Of course, tempermental to the end, she had to give me one last headache before driving her home. Here’s how it all started (insert wavy screen graphics here reminiscent of 70’s sitcoms):

This morning I went to take that test I mentioned earlier in the week–you know, the one for a position other than the position I now have. Anyway, as usual, I was early, and I figured I’d call the dealership where my car was being repaired to get a status update. Well! imagine my surprise when I was told that it was finished late last night and that I could come pick it up! So, after verifying the price tag (much less than I feared, thx to the mechanic who negotiated a deal for me) and arranging with one of my daughters to go with me, I went into the testing room with a lighter heart….because I knew I’d have my car back today!

So, I get into the testing room, and verify that I have the right to be there, and I notice on the testing roster the name of a co-worker who has been on leave for quite some time. Honestly, I was thrilled to see her name because even though she and I didnt hang out together, I missed her laugh and her moxy (look it up!). When she came into the room, I waved to her and she checked in and came and sat at my table. We had a few moments to catch up and I realized that we were both there for the same reason–to find a way to part company with the job we now have (we have the same job classification). In that short time span I realized a lot of things: Management is on a mission. Budget cuts have forced them to resort to witch hunts throughout the department which would either get rid of substandard workers or workers who are undesireable for other reasons, which may or may not be apparent at first glance. I myself suspect that I have managed to piss off someone fairly highly placed because my relationship with management has become strained in the last 3 years. In the past, the issue thrown in my face was my interpersonal skills; I tend to be fairly straightforward and havent learned the fine art of tact. Well, Ive worked hard on that and I think I turned a corner, so now, Management has decided to criticize my work–work which has never had a whiff of stink until I joined a new unit about 6 months ago. Now, I cant do anything right. The funny thing is, the person who is now reviewing my work is the same person who reviewed my work all along and is only NOW getting so particular. You know things are bad when even the Union Steward thinks something is fishy. She told me that even SHE can see Im being ultra-criticized.

Ok. I finish my test and my co-worker joins me outside and we chat for a good hour and a half! Folks, as bad as I think management is coming down on me, they are coming down on her even HARDER. My GAWD, the picayune offenses she has been written up for nearly floored me! FLOORED ME! I have to pause a moment here and say to her (if she visits this site) : Girl, if I had known, I would have offered to stand by you through this. And help. in any way I can. (offer still stands!) Like I said, I didnt run in her circles, but Im not gonna let that stop me from offering my hand in friendship (or my shoulder or my ear, or whatever) and say: we can walk this path together if you like….

Ok. so, I go home, I get my daughter ( I need her to drive one of my cars while I drive the other) and we go back to get my car. On the way to the dealership, we spot the beginnings of a small grass fire just past the Community College. We stop and get out and we sprinkle our tea on the fire and stomp out the embers and I crushed dirt clods and threw them on the fire. we called 911. a couple of older men were there too and the 4 of us were stomping away on this fire. Granted, it wasnt dangerous where it was because a fire break was already created. But in case any of you remember, this past summer had 2 very large fires sweep across our town resulting in hundreds of millions of dollars in damage. The last thing we wanted was another fire to jump the road and gobble up any more vegetation. Eventually, the fire department came and the water trucks and they put it out. It was mostly out anyway, but we were sure glad to see them. My daughter’s shoes melted from the stomping she did. My crocs were blackened, but they survived. My socks however, were black black black!

So, on we go to get my car. We bragged about our heroism to the mechanics who fixed my car, and we got nice cold cups of water for our efforts 🙂 Then, I pay the man, and got a nice surprise: my total was almost $40 cheaper than I expected! YAY!! Apparently the mechanic fixed things so that the first repair shop had to pay for the 2nd installation. So, we get my keys and we each get in one of my cars and…………………………..

yep. it wouldnt start!!! ARRRRRRGH!!! Apparently, the battery had run down! so, we get a quick jump and FINALLY FINALLY we are on our way. So, the Brain is home. I have a bit of milk money I wasnt counting on. I got to see an old friend (and I do mean OLD!!!! –just kidding girlfriend, Im right there with ya!!–) and I find that the Universe does sometimes come thru and gift us with positive energy. And you know what? now that I know my friend is applying for this job we tested for today, I am gonna pray like crazy that she gets it.

Crossing my fingers for you, girlie 😉

And another thing…

•October 16, 2008 • 2 Comments

My car? the one with the Brain? Still isnt fixed. The local dealership where I bought the car (and where I paid to have it towed to for programming) managed to convince the Saturn dealership to send up another replacement part (because, gee, the dang thing STILL isnt working), but the eejits wouldnt send it to the place where my car IS, nooooooooo. they sent it to the place where I first had my car towed…and to make matters worse, those mechanics had to pay for the replacement, until the other ignition assembly can be sent back and examined by the Saturn dealership to see if it really was defective or whether it was mechanic error. So, my local hometown mechanics, the guys I turn to for my car repairs, probably dont ever want anything to do with me again. And I dont blame them. So, anyway….Saturn dealer sent up PART of what was needed. So, the place where my car IS called me to let me know its STILL not fixed, and Ive just decided Im not calling them any more, I figure they want my car out of their lot more than I want it back so I’ll let them call ME.

Now I just have to figure out who to go to for car repairs from now on. Me so happy.

Effing Job.

•October 16, 2008 • Leave a Comment

My job sucks. It didnt used to, but my Supervisor painted a bullseye on my backside. There’s been tension at work lately because the County decided to go with a new operating system, one that doesnt have the current system’s fail-safes. That is making all the managers antsy. Ive worked for the County for 6 1/2 years now, under 5 different Supervisors, but only this newest one has ever criticized my work. She’s never liked me, and now that I am in her unit, she is setting me up, even my Union Steward felt the need to discuss the situation with me off the record!

So. Today I told her to her face that I need to be in a different department. Or a different unit. Ive seriously considered taking a stress leave (which to me is fucked up because I’ve always considered that to be the coward’s way out). Still, maybe it will get their attention so that they realize I am taking far more heat than any other worker in my position, and with no history of bad work, this basically amounts to discrimination.

Ive applied for 3 other positions, I test for one of them on friday and by GAWD, I hope I get hired elsewhere pronto! Then I can thumb my nose at what Im doing now, and never look back. I’ll keep you posted.

And now for something completely different-Part 2

•October 11, 2008 • 7 Comments

HALLOWEEN. I am a proud participant. I last Trick or Treated at the ripe old age of 35, with my pre-teen daughters, and my then boyfriend (who manned the obligatory flashlight), each of us equipped with a pillowcase and bound and determined to fill it before night’s end. I dont remember what costumes my daughters wore, but I was the Grim Reaper, in a costume that hid my adult face. Fortunately for me, I am short, and the 3 of us looked of an age thanks to my clever costume 🙂 An amusing little aside: While my daughters and I were waiting at the door of a prospective candy giver, a mom had just driven up and out popped a little girl who indignantly huffed that at her last stop, a mom had the effrontery to have her very own pumpkin whilst taking her toddler trick or treating. Needless to say, my girls and I laffed our butts off. When she wanted to know what was so funny, my girls pointed to me and said “THATS OUR MOM!”. I have no shame in sharing that my son is 8yrs old, and I have the most amazing Monk costume with a mask from The SCREAM and matching bony hands to boot. I plan on filling my pillowcase just as full as I possibly can. After all, candy costs freakin BUCKS and Im all about the milkyways baybeh…..

Common sense solutions from Karl Denninger/FedUP USA

•October 10, 2008 • Leave a Comment

Unless you’ve been living under a rock, you probably know that the world’s finances are dogmeat.  Some, like Reinhardt have spotted the patterns and have tried to warn us of impending disaster. Some have promoted panic, perhaps without meaning to.  Karl Denninger is one of the few who has done more than see the writing on the wall, he has given some good suggestions for congressional action, for citizen action and for personal planning.  Take a look:

if you are an activist at heart, you can visit FedUP USA for other suggestions regarding action you can take.

Gather your loved ones around you.  Tough times are looming….

Q: What do Star Trek and toilet paper have in common?

•October 7, 2008 • 1 Comment

A: They both circle Uranus looking for Klingons!

Ok, that was my juvenile lead-in for my Saturn saga. Witty wasn’t it? Well, I thought it was, but then Im still a fan of bathroom humor.

Now. About my Saturn. Ive only had this car since February. Its a little gem of a car, its so smart it reminds me when to get my oil changed and when something is wrong with the car anywhere. It has a brain! No seriously, it does! All its maintenance and functionality are tied into the brain. It also has built in security. Its impossible to steal. I found this out the hard way when my daughter tried to borrow the car (with permission!) and it wouldnt start, nor would the ignition release the key! So I came out to help and couldnt get the key to turn…I reasoned that if I could get the key out of the ignition, I would be able to get into the trunk where the battery is to get a jump. Well. 3 hours later, a tow truck took it to my hometown mechanic, who was able to order a replacement ignition assembly (price: $400) from the nearest Saturn dealer (2 hrs away!). When it came, it was a big rigamarole to get the key coded to match the ignition sequence. Not only that, but I am now on file at Saturn’s main HQ as the owner of that ignition. and key. for 4 years! (cost: $300 labor / locksmith fees)

Anyway, once the ignition was installed, and the key coded, we all thought “problem solved!” WRONG! The car’s “BRAIN” needed to be reprogrammed all over again. This takes a special tool called a TECH 2. Which my friendly neighborhood mechanic didn’t have. A hasty call to the Dealership 2 hrs away revealed that the car needed to be serviced by a GM dealer who has the TECH 2. Fortunately, the dealership where I bought it has such a tool but they are an hour away. A phone call to a local towing company solved that problem, and this morning, my lovely gem was towed (cost: $160) to the dealership. I was given an estimate of $130 for the programming. I am now out a cool Thousand dollars (give or take $10), and its not done yet because……

……..the dealership calls me and says they cant get the key to turn. They call the Saturn dealer 2 hrs away and talk them into sending a new ignition BUT they will only send it to the same mechanic who installed the first one!!! ARRRRGH!!!!! I was reassured that I would not be paying for the new ignition nor the installation nor the possible cost of towing if my hometown mechanic cant convince Saturn to send the new ignition to the Dealership where the car now resides.

As I go to bed tonight, I realize that there is a cosmic joke being played on me. I just cant decide if Saturn or Uranus will have the last laff……

party hats optional….belated birthday and other newz

•October 4, 2008 • 4 Comments

Thursday was my Birthday. A milestone. and yet, I couldnt even enjoy it because I was so freaked out about the crapola happening with the financial sector, the completely BOGUS bailout bill, and fear of shadow government activities and conspiracies all around……

I dont know what the future holds, but I think Im through stressing about “maybe’s” and “sure things” based on one or two lucky guesses……perhaps it wasnt guessing I dont know….but its too emotionally draining to keep up the adrenaline over pie in the sky rumors. Even if the “rumors” are true, there’s nothing I can do about it anyway (as my best bud keeps reminding me) If the worst happens and the market crashes or the banks go bankrupt, my paper money will be worthless anyway. All I am left with at this point is an uncomfortable feeling like I just bought 500 bottles of snake oil. Yay.

So, in the meantime, I think I’ll just concentrate on the things I CAN be sure of: the love of family and friends, and the security that comes with knowing that whatever life throws my way, at least I wont be facing it alone.

Here. have the piece of cake with the big frosting rose…thx for being here 🙂

NO BAILOUT! Sign the petition

•October 2, 2008 • 7 Comments

folks, buried deep within the bailout legislation is language that reveals the bailout money is going to FOREIGN INVESTORS! This is for real

That’s correct, Brad Sherman (D-CA) was on Kudlow and explained to the world that the $700 Billion wasn’t meant for the US, it was meant for foreign investors.

please go to THIS SITE for more info….and if you are a registered voter, PLEASE SIGN THE PETITION!

Effing Senate. Guess what you get?

•October 2, 2008 • Leave a Comment

yep. All spiffied up with a nice red bow. DUMBASSES. I am going to check how Barbara Boxer and Diane Feinstein voted….believe me, the fur is gonna FLY!

meanwhile, this blurb from WIRED:

An aide in the office of Sen. Diane Feinstein, D-Calif., said Wednesday that the senator has received more than 91,000 e-mails, calls and letters regarding the legislation. Ninety-four percent of the authors of those notes were against the bill. (yep, I was one of the emailers)

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OK, NOW IM PISSED! BOTH the CA Senators voted Yea (where’s my vomit smiley?)

Boxer (D-CA), Yea

Feinstein (D-CA), Yea

WHAT IN HELL WERE THEY THINKING?????