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Wednesday, January 28, 2015

Laughing here...

Waiting on detail work to get finished on my car which was sorely needed thanks to scooter riding in the back with snacks and etc..    
Got a chuckle when detailor opened the trunk and had a quizzical dog look when he saw a stockpile of range targets in there... 
He is probably going to do a better than average job on it I am sure... 

Belle

Tuesday, November 11, 2014

Oh goody! another intertubes test to splain to me what I am

Found via that hippie moderate, Borepatch.
snick, snort, heh, bwahahahaha! Damn, almost said that with straight face.

According to this totally sciency test, I am:



Nope sport, I'm just from Texas.
(fucking youtube adds!)
Ray Wylie Hubbard sums it up succinctly.




Saturday, July 26, 2014

Adventures in Home Taxidermy

Kx and I were at the local steakhouse for a nice dinner tonight and while waiting in the bar for our table, looked up and saw this...



By the look on his face he is either....

A Surprised to be up there.
B. Terrified of something or other..
C.  Not the sharpest tool in the shed.
D.  All of the above...
E.  None of the above, but whoever stuffed this cat had either a strange sense of humor, or was just as surprised as the bobcat to have something to actually stuff in the first place.

Whatever the issue....   it had to be this person's first because I've never seen such a goofy look on a dead cat's face.....

Belle



Friday, July 4, 2014

Back on the BAR homefront....

On Sunday I began getting a shooting pain in my neck, up into my head.  Turns out I have a pinched nerve and it is causing my neck now to be numb.  I'm on meds for it, but will see what happens with that..

Today, KX was putting on his socks.  He was moaning and groaning and wincing in pain.  The conversation went something like this:

Kx -  "Ugh, ooh ow..moan groan, grumble"
Belle - "My goodness are you okay?  What is the matter with you?"
Kx - "I have this pain in my hip and am having trouble putting on my socks!" (wincing and groaning)
Belle - "well geez, between your hip and my neck, I'm a pain in the neck and you're a pain in the ass, aren't our kids lucky?"

Laughter.


Hope everyone has a great 4th!  Happy Independence Day!!!


Belle

Sunday, June 29, 2014

Liquid cat

Peavey has begun to outgrow his perch...   He folds himself up accordingly... Hubby informs me that really cats are classified as a liquid..   I think I see his point.

Wednesday, June 18, 2014

No wonder they call them pussy cats.....

I absolutely love my cat Peavey.  He is really a darling.  Very smart, playful and so affectionate, that it warms the heart.

At first I thought he was brave.  I mean really, any cat that will climb on your chest while you're in the bathtub to curl up and sleep without fear of being dumped in the water, is brave in my book (especially since I can be quite the prankster).

I'm not sure if Kx told the story of how Peavey got his name, but he is full of Piss and Vinegar, P&V, PV, spelled out = Peavey.

Well today, we had thunderstorms roll through and Peavey wasn't enjoying all noise..  he hid behind me and meowed, which is actually a squeak, not a true meow.

Yeah, Cat Prime is a chicken....  


Friday, January 11, 2013

Whatever became of the Belle?

She's right here, falling down on the job.

Truth be known, I've been too angry, too upset and too dumbfounded to really post.

Thank goodness my snoring caveman other half, has been on top of things.  (Yes he really does snore VERY loud and yes I've heard him in the driveway!)

Soon enough I'll get back to putting my some snark or something funny and mild, or whatever brilliant discourse nonsense I can drum up!


Happy New Year y'all!!!



 

Wednesday, January 9, 2013

Obviously not his time to go

Nope, sorry, you can't permanently check out yet.
Don't forget your shoes.

Maybe the impact from the truck knocked some sense into him.

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Thursday, September 20, 2012

Card Member Information

so reads the Chase Card Services envelope.  Hey!  There's no information in there about me at all, just checks that can be written against my credit card. Yet another means by which money that I don't have can be spent.
To the shredder with you



Friday, September 7, 2012

May I borrow someone's muse, please?

I got nothin to write about these days.

I have been keeping below the radar this week, working away, trying to keep my head above water... yay!

Good news is that at least the DAB will be upon us soon!  Yay!

Can't wait.


Friday, August 17, 2012

Desktop Flags at work

Old Glory flying proudly as wallpaper on a desktop at work would make me smile to be sure.
What the folks you work with do with their desktop can be quite telling. What follows are real life observations with real employees.

Bathing suite models wearing one ounce of swimwear as wallpaper indicate the employee in question is a horndog, married right after graduating highschool, that will hit on a client's receptionist and show up to a client meeting stinking drunk. Fired.

Hello Kitty wallpaper and turning all your icons into hello kitties points to emotional development of a 13 year old. She was laid off in the first round.

Changing the default windows desktop colors to "psychedelic"  on their desktop means you are either a) bored, b) have a drug problem and are bored, or c) are obsessive / compulsive and going to night school to become a loiya. (the analog indicator on item C is if you talk on the phone at volume eleventy and prefice every soliloquy, with "but you don't understand", and say the same dam thing again, three times..until kx59 tells you to shut the fuck up.)

Should one of your employees remove all of the icons from his desktop except for "my computer". You should be very concerned.  Especially, if while on the way down the elevator, he asks another employee where he can buy a  "silencer". I found out about this two weeks after the "event".

YA THINK, that might have been information I could have used YESTERDAY?





Thursday, March 1, 2012

A Video Game Review

Also courtesy of the One and Only Son.
If you've never played a video game, or wondered why you bought this piece of shee ite game, this will not communicate.

Monday, February 6, 2012

The Half Time Performance

Well, Madonna did okay for her performance, though I was way underwhelmed.  She's 53 so I really wasn't expecting much anyway.

Apparently on of the other folks that were performing with her, MIA, flipped the TV cameras off.  Really?  When are the stars going to realize that they are older than childish pranks on national TV?  Even Justin Beiber wouldn't pull such a thing.

It was a trashy thing to do, yes but it happened so fast that no one really noticed.  Well except the talk show pundits.


Saturday, January 21, 2012

Finally.......

After 15 years, KX59 finally got a new car.

He was well over due. Be sure to stop in and tell him congrats!

It's a nice little Scion tC, black with a charcoal gray interior, fully loaded.

I'm envious, but he deserves it.

Friday, September 9, 2011

9/11

My memories of the day, and my opinion of the BS that is so ubiquitous on the internet regarding the collapse of the Towers.
I was on my way to work, past most of the grinding traffic when the news report came over the radio. I was on 290 just before the 610 loop. All the news report said was that a "plane" had crashed into one of the twin towers.  I'm thinking daft Cessna pilot, but I happened to look out the side window at that moment at nothing in particular, and the events that followed that morning seared that image into my mind. I can see it clear as day as I type. I can vividly remember where I was when I first heard the news.
I got to work and the earlier arrivals already had a little TV set up in one of the conference rooms. I stop and watch periodically, still thinking this was accidental.  The amount of fire in the live TV coverage does not look like a Cessna crash.  After quite some time I stop by again to view the continuing coverage and comment to the other watchers that I don't know why that building is still standing after burning like that for so long. ( see the footnote below).
I felt like I was moving in slow motion, trying to go through the motions of my average day's work. Time seemed to drag on, and on.  I stopped by the conference room again just in time to catch the second jet slamming into the second tower, and I felt like my soul drained out through my feet.
Later, it came, the collapse of the first tower, and later the second. I felt completely numb from head to foot. I have spent my life designing buildings.
And it seems that an attack like this is the only thing that will unite us as a nation to defend our constitutional right to bitch, and scratch and fight...one another.

The aforementioned footnote:
I yuk it up on the blog here. I don't write about what I do for a living, because it is of no use to 99.9% of my fellow Americans.
So, to preface my comments below, this is what I do for a living.
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My first comment is that the "Truthers" out there have no fucking idea, or knowledge of which they speak. In the interest of brevity, I'll attempt to bullet point this.
* Fireproofing on the steel columns and beams in a tower are nothing more than insulation.
* Fireproofing is designed to slow heat transfer to steel members for 3 hours for primary building columns, 3 hours for primary beams, and typically 2 hours for secondary beams.
* Fireproofing is designed to handle the heat produced by a content fire (the print of your latest report, your chair and the remnants of your left over bagel) in an office tower, not hundreds of gallons of jet fuel.
* It would require extremely unusual circumstances for a fire in an office tower to actually melt the steel structure. (think meteor strike)
*  The steel in the Twin Towers did not melt.  As steel is heated, it's ultimate yield strength lessens dramatically. I've seen the aftermath of a fire in a steel building that resulted in steel bar joists draped over  charred chairs and desks like thirty foot long strands of spaghetti.
* Let's do some math.  All we have to do is calculate this in general terms. Take a typical high rise office tower floor, in the vicinity of 22,000 square feet. Let's take an average Tower floor slab thickness of 6".
Normal weight concrete weighs 150 pounds per cubic foot.  22,000 x .5 x 150 = 1,650,000 lbs.
*  Bake every steel column in hundreds of gallons of burning jet fuel on the office floor until the yield strength can no longer support 825 tons. Drop it 13.5 feet onto the floor below.
*  Depending on where your are, tall buildings are designed for wind pressure, and / or seismic events.  Interestingly enough, high wind pressure usually trumps seismic activity from a total load standpoint.
I digress. Tower structures are not designed to withstand the impact load from 825 tons from above.
* That is where the hypothetical math ends.
*  The impact load, when the first Tower collapsed was not the weight of one floor slab. It was the weight of multiple floors, plus walls, plus curtain wall, plus all the content.
* The fire floor collapsed, and the weight and velocity increased. Then the next floor. And..so on.
* The buildings imploded themselves. I can't begin to resurrect my college physics to give a comparison on the force of the impact from 825 tons dropped from 13.5 feet, but I'm sure there would be nothing left of me.
* The "Truthers" speak of puffs of smoke on lower floors as if demolition charges had been set off. The exterior skin of an office tower only has so much vertical tolerance built into it. Best analogy is, stand up under a low beam with full thrust from your thighs..and yes you will feel it on your noggin, but it will compress a few of the vertebrae in your neck as well. (got the t-shirt)
* end of footnote.  tears in my eyes.