Thursday, August 29, 2013
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| Standing Halfway up the "driveway" Buckwheat Rd |
None the less, as my trucks transmission started acting up pulling my way out to the nearest "town" ( the nearest town being a small farm with elf statues and a pond with a cow in it), Beyond that, the huge village of Millerstown. Population 560, est 1790, and every god dam road leading into it in every direction, looking like a main field was tested out on it. I counted my blessings that I was able to drive in a direction, that in time, did get a cell phone tower connection with one bar. It was the old kind from the movies, 1/2g or "E" service. That one bar is why I was able to be home as we speak. Otherwise I was one flat tire from no body ever seeing me ever again.
I mean.....what price does a human put on hours spent like that? At what point is something worth the muscle, and at what point do you set the bar? Somebody has to get up there? What will they charge? Will some asshole do it for next to nothing next week, or will a smart guy come along and live off the money he made making it happen for a few weeks. Cause honestly, i'm busting my ass, and I have no answers.
Three hours, (the whole afternoon), 81 miles, thirty dollars in gas and maybe one truck transmission, one bottled water, one 1$ bag of Doritos later I arrived at home solidly as the the first non profit Handyman lawn service in the world. "We're not looking to make any money, just pass the time" lol
I've noticed a few things on the road in the last few days. PA roads are almost, not roads. in a 1/2 ton 4x4 you feel everything. My uncle put it best as we peeled our selves out of the seats |" it's tiring just being in this truck for more than 5 minutes" and it's true. With the shitty state of all these roads, and my poor truck pulling this trailer into the mouth of hell, FOR FREE......and I can't even get PennDot to make the ride smooth. Even BuckWheat Road, Millerstown needs some help guys.....jesus.
Thursday, August 22, 2013
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After finishing my real life roofing project, I was planning on a relaxing day of painting. Of course my silly human brain did not connect the dots on the things that would most likely keep me from getting anything done today as it is 12:41pm and I have only been able to ship out a nunchaku order at the post office as my entire days worth of "things done".
It all started last night. My knees and body hurt so much from the endless physical strain of being a one man construction crew for three weeks, that I thought it would be nice to make dinner on the grill. Of course the chicken was from the food bank, as we are 22 days late on the mortgage and have not been able to afford regular food the whole summer.
The problem with Chicken from the food bank is that you do not know how long it has been sitting around. Lets just say that at 4am, my stomach was able to tell me. I spent about 30 minutes in the bathroom trying to live through what I made for dinner the evening prior. OF course I got up feeling like death and began my daily chores of making sure my wife has taken all of her medicine. These require my phone to have timers set all day to make sure that each one is taken at the correct time. By 8am, a puppy we have agreed to watch will then be dropped off. Of course I'm the only person who can walk around as everyone else in the house is either bed bound by sickness or bed bound by laziness. By the time I found everything to ship my order which took hours due to my stomach pains, misplaced office supplies and various other distractions, I noticed that the shipping quote seemed low. Having spent 4 months getting the shopping cart to work as it should, I didn't find this surprising. Every time someone buys something from the store, the store breaks. Each time it is something different, and each time it is never anyone's fault. This time the USPS was used to ship, charging $2.42 for shipping. The cart said that it should have been $6.71, and of course when I got to the post office it was $8.42. When I got back home I waned to simulate the check out process. You see, my silly brain doesn't know how to give up.....so i keep trying. (you would think this would be a great life skill and asset for employment, in reality it is a weakness) Of course now the USPS is not listed as an option for shipping. FedEx, and UPS were, and bonus problem, they were shipping for less than the US post office, according to my site. I spent about 45 minutes getting no where. While all of this is going on, I also noticed that the VPS server was not letting me in. All the sites were up and running, but the management was blocking me. As this wonder news was discovered, my wife is now getting to the bad chicken part of the story in the bathroom. She tend to be a bit slower with the metabolism. It is now 1pm
Another wasted day, nothing done. This stuff happens to me every day, every week, every month. My life has been on hold for 6 years. No matter how many things I fix, more break. No matter how successful one day is, another comes along to wipe it out.
You can try to have a glowing Good Morning America attitude, but in the end it's always food poisoning, bills, or some ass climbing out of the woodwork to fuck you over. I wonder, how do those fuckheads in time square have lives that enable them to get up at 4am drive into New York City of all places , ON TIME mind you, and have the time to scream and yell at the TV camera for 3 hours? All happy, in new clothing smiling like the world is just the most wonderful shit storm ever created. Who has a life that lets them do that? I can't even go to the grocery store without some event screwing me for hours.
This is how my day goes as unemployed. I can not imagine what would happen if i could get a real 9-5 job. for me to be out of touch for 9 hours everyday!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Holy crap on a stick, it could never happen. My only option at this point is to go back to school to learn a new trade from scratch. and that seems impossible. I've already learned that computers and I will never get along. I think to clearly for that. If I could get money for the schooling, what on earth would I study? I've tried hard labor my whole life since I was 15 years old, I know that my body could never hold out or up long enough to get anywhere. So what is left? I have all day and have proven that I can not get anything done, ever. I have no sense of accomplishment what so ever, and I try harder than any of the people I see around me. I'm not tooting my own horn, I've been paying attention to this as it has bothered me for a long time. IF anyone I knew had to go threw the flaming hoops that I go threw everyday not one of them would not give up. So how does everyone else in life I know get things done? We all have the same amount of time in a day.
It all started last night. My knees and body hurt so much from the endless physical strain of being a one man construction crew for three weeks, that I thought it would be nice to make dinner on the grill. Of course the chicken was from the food bank, as we are 22 days late on the mortgage and have not been able to afford regular food the whole summer.
The problem with Chicken from the food bank is that you do not know how long it has been sitting around. Lets just say that at 4am, my stomach was able to tell me. I spent about 30 minutes in the bathroom trying to live through what I made for dinner the evening prior. OF course I got up feeling like death and began my daily chores of making sure my wife has taken all of her medicine. These require my phone to have timers set all day to make sure that each one is taken at the correct time. By 8am, a puppy we have agreed to watch will then be dropped off. Of course I'm the only person who can walk around as everyone else in the house is either bed bound by sickness or bed bound by laziness. By the time I found everything to ship my order which took hours due to my stomach pains, misplaced office supplies and various other distractions, I noticed that the shipping quote seemed low. Having spent 4 months getting the shopping cart to work as it should, I didn't find this surprising. Every time someone buys something from the store, the store breaks. Each time it is something different, and each time it is never anyone's fault. This time the USPS was used to ship, charging $2.42 for shipping. The cart said that it should have been $6.71, and of course when I got to the post office it was $8.42. When I got back home I waned to simulate the check out process. You see, my silly brain doesn't know how to give up.....so i keep trying. (you would think this would be a great life skill and asset for employment, in reality it is a weakness) Of course now the USPS is not listed as an option for shipping. FedEx, and UPS were, and bonus problem, they were shipping for less than the US post office, according to my site. I spent about 45 minutes getting no where. While all of this is going on, I also noticed that the VPS server was not letting me in. All the sites were up and running, but the management was blocking me. As this wonder news was discovered, my wife is now getting to the bad chicken part of the story in the bathroom. She tend to be a bit slower with the metabolism. It is now 1pm
Another wasted day, nothing done. This stuff happens to me every day, every week, every month. My life has been on hold for 6 years. No matter how many things I fix, more break. No matter how successful one day is, another comes along to wipe it out.
You can try to have a glowing Good Morning America attitude, but in the end it's always food poisoning, bills, or some ass climbing out of the woodwork to fuck you over. I wonder, how do those fuckheads in time square have lives that enable them to get up at 4am drive into New York City of all places , ON TIME mind you, and have the time to scream and yell at the TV camera for 3 hours? All happy, in new clothing smiling like the world is just the most wonderful shit storm ever created. Who has a life that lets them do that? I can't even go to the grocery store without some event screwing me for hours.
This is how my day goes as unemployed. I can not imagine what would happen if i could get a real 9-5 job. for me to be out of touch for 9 hours everyday!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Holy crap on a stick, it could never happen. My only option at this point is to go back to school to learn a new trade from scratch. and that seems impossible. I've already learned that computers and I will never get along. I think to clearly for that. If I could get money for the schooling, what on earth would I study? I've tried hard labor my whole life since I was 15 years old, I know that my body could never hold out or up long enough to get anywhere. So what is left? I have all day and have proven that I can not get anything done, ever. I have no sense of accomplishment what so ever, and I try harder than any of the people I see around me. I'm not tooting my own horn, I've been paying attention to this as it has bothered me for a long time. IF anyone I knew had to go threw the flaming hoops that I go threw everyday not one of them would not give up. So how does everyone else in life I know get things done? We all have the same amount of time in a day.
Wednesday, August 21, 2013
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All that is left to do up there is some sanding and painting. The rough stuff is gone... Then it's an autumn of football and finishing up my office on the inside.
This project has taken a huge toll on my knees. I need to ice them.
Monday, August 12, 2013
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I'm starting this post as we are watcning a tv show about children who claim to have rencarnation and past lives memories. The idea always sparks a convo in our house as we all have ideas on the subject.
Often when we talk about spirts, and ghosts and what these things are if they are real, I always seem to have an idea that leads to one or two quantuim mechanics, principles that I believe are all related. Sally hates that part...lol
This posts starts with a question. Why, if reincarnation is real would these small children remember things from their past lives? What would be the point? How is it possible? I'm offering up an idea. it dosn't have an end, or conclusion, but it is interesting. Take these seperate thoughts, and think on them.
Often when we talk about spirts, and ghosts and what these things are if they are real, I always seem to have an idea that leads to one or two quantuim mechanics, principles that I believe are all related. Sally hates that part...lol
This posts starts with a question. Why, if reincarnation is real would these small children remember things from their past lives? What would be the point? How is it possible? I'm offering up an idea. it dosn't have an end, or conclusion, but it is interesting. Take these seperate thoughts, and think on them.
- Spooky action at a distance: The fancey name "Quantum Entanglement & Nonlocality"
In quantum theory, certain physical systems can become "entangled," meaning that their states are directly related to the state of another object somewhere else. When one object is measured, and the Schroedinger wavefunction collapses into a single state, the other object collapses into its corresponding state ... no matter how far away the objects are (i.e. nonlocality).
What does this mean? It means that there is something we dont see or understand that links the fundimental parts of matter, to each other, and the reaction between the matter is not bound by distance or time. Still not with me? ok. If you take one electron and then take it's connected like twin electron and place it on the oter side of the galaxy. Go back to the one near you and turn it left, the electron on the other side of the galaxy will turn right at the same time you turn the one left. There is no time lag, or difference. it happen at the same time, no matter how far. Take that concept, and put it on a shelf. - You are what you eat: We have all heard this, but have you really thought about what that means? If everything on the earth, the dirt, and water the air, even you. if everything comes from partials that have escaped stars that would mean that we are all from the same places. It also means that if you have eaten the same things, everyday for the last decade, all the mass that is "you" is made of what you have eaten. In other words, after a certain amount of time, we all have shared the same partials and elements that we are all made of. Take that idea, and place it on the shelf.
- The Vacation concept: Your soul is simply here on vacation. It's a popular concept. The basic idea is that your soul is on vacation in reality. The reality that is this universe. The universe is by design, a vacation resort, while alive you are able to experience a tactile experience of reality. A simply way to grasp this is to think of a ghost being sick of begin transparent, and wants to be solid again for a while. Another concept along those lines is that you are here to learn some lesson. Maybe over and over, thus....reincarnation. Either way, whether a school, a resort or even a game, it wouldn't work very well if you knew. In other words, why would you play a game, if you knew who won. If you knew this "life" was a test, or a vacation, and had a really bad day, ....well you can imagine. People can quit games. People can cancel vacations. People skip school. If you knew what was going on, suicides would be common. It just wouldn't work on any level if you knew. But what if you only retained a "hint" or a template. What if you the "soul" that is you, also runs with the same souls, over and over, playing the game as different people, but always the same souls. Take that idea, and place it on the shelf.
Monday, August 5, 2013
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I need a schedule for Monday mornings. That is my problem. I never have check list to jump start my stuff. Ugh
Man I feel beAt up..... Ok back to the construct.
Sunday, August 4, 2013
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Is this show about anything? It's just getting worse and worse each week. It's like watching paint dry. I can't even begin to tell you how little I care about this show. Thank goodness Breakung Bad is coming back on soon. Something cool to watch on tv one day a week is all I needs. :)
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