Monday, November 30, 2015

Blah Blah......

Spreading good cheer today. So I figured, screw the diet for now & Monday becomes party on Joey day.

I learned one thing. I can spend money faster than any woman. I like shelling it out for others, but why I have a problem spending it on myself, I'll never quite figure out.

Shit, you can't take it with you......

Mom asked me what I wanted for Christmas tonight. I told her, all I want right now is an ashtray. (yes I was smoking) Seriously...did she want me to tell her I want a woman who calls me master & puts stretch Armstrong to shame?

Like there is one that exists.

All I need is another frosty cold one & voila, I have that at my disposal. Life is good.

Sunday, November 29, 2015

lazy day..

Did a round two of turkey/ham leftovers at the folks house, but as soon as Dad ate, he crashed in his chair. Mom & me watched the Rams get their ass kicked & then I stayed a lttle while longer & left for the Poderosa.

It is rainy, cold & nasty. Perfect weather to lay around under a blanket & catch up on some sleep.

Tomorrow I start the Christmas shopping I guess. Gonna be a crazy day.

Saturday, November 28, 2015

Great day...

Got to spend the day with family & pig out on good food. What could be better.

My cousin even showed up this time with his wife & baby & it was nice to have a little one around for a change. Brought back a few memories of when my daughter was a squirt.

Time flies way too quickly in my book.

Seeing a baby made me think about starting over & having another one myself. Then after a few beers I had a different perspective on the subject. Having a baby at my age is something I could ace, seeing that I have been there, done that. But, finding a woman worthy of the endeavor... well, I just think I'll pass.

Friday, November 27, 2015

Staying out of the stores.

I'll do the Christmas shopping sometime in the next few days, but there was no way I was going to wade into that shit today.

I took some stuff over to the folks house, because we are doing Thanksgiving there tomorrow. Mom was making her deviled eggs & Dad was making a new recipe for stuffing he found on the internet.

Yeah, I hope it doesn't taste like an old shoe, that would suck royally. I was going to drink some brews & hang out, but I thought I was going to fall asleep sitting there, so I shagged. I had clothes to fold anyway (they are still sitting in the middle of my bed) After I got in the house & had a Diet Dew...I woke the hell up & decided to start on some cold brews....

Cold November rain outside.

I got a check for $25.00 from my health care insurance today in the mail. They say it was for over paying a bill of service, but I couldn't recall getting the shaft on the last visit. Hey, I'll take it. I give them enough money as it is.

By the time I get around to making my bed, I should be pretty toast. That is always a fun time. But clean smelling gain sheets make sleeping nice.

Right around the corner.

The crackheads at work have started to decorate the facility in their own little corner of it.

We use to do so as well, but every time our department did, we would always win the competitions & display contests. They finally asked us to quit participating, because the other departments were having their feelings hurt because they just couldn't compete.

That is the sorry ass way our Country has progressed. Winners are asked to step away, so the sub par can get credit for their sub par product. We have to make everyone feel like they are winners. Well guess what, not everyone are winners. Would you feel better to win the accolades knowing it was only because someone else didn't bother to compete? Pretty hollow victory if you ask me. I certainly wouldn't want to win that way.

Or, would you want a doctor who had a ratio of more patients killed, or the one who had the best percentage of patients who recovered. You want to be the best, work your ass off to get it.

They have done surveys & the data says that most people are not particularly worried about the quality of care they receive at a hospital. They are more concerned with the aesthetics of the facility they are in.

Call me crazy, but I would rather have my life saved by a competent group of individuals than say I died in a beautiful hospital room.

Thursday, November 26, 2015

Happy Thanksgiving.

Last night started off with security substituting for our dispatcher, so it was a little bit hectic. I had a nasty sink over at Behavioral Health in a med room. Forgot to take a picture of it, because I was just too into trying to get it open without getting myself covered in Texas tea.

Almost two hours & had to rebuild the trap.

Then I found that neglect of the Labor & Delivery floors has been going on. More crappy electronic ballasts that require a complete re-wire of the fixture. I have two more can lights in a hard soffit to do later today up there.

Meanwhile, the boy wonder new supervisor, was putting work orders that are major projects in my box. I think we came to an understanding when I explained the work distribution, but who the hell knows. Traffic was insane as I made my way in to the palace yesterday, but arrived alive.

Today, they will feed me a nice Turkey dinner & if it isn't balls to the wall, I'll be able to knock out some projects. No bosses will be there (of course) so tag I'm it. Drink a cold one for me & enjoy the family if you can.

I'm gonna try to spread some cheer for those stuck in the beds. No one wants to be there working, so some can be assholes. I just tell them....There was all kinds of mean, nasty, ugly-lookin' people on the bench there . . . there was mother-rapers . . . father-stabbers . . . father-rapers! FATHER-RAPERS sittin' right there on the bench next to me!

Wednesday, November 25, 2015


Last night, every call turned into a major production, which blew, because that just eats up my time.

Got them all finished, but taking a piece of new crap light fixture down & rewiring the damn thing sucks, when you have them calling you for other things. Of course, I don't mind that as much as having to do the carpenters job & rebuild a drawer, which also happened.

Then, I had to rehab a housekeeping closet that one of my fellow workers blew off as well.

I use to be the project guy, before they asked me to take over O.R. I liked that, because I would have time to invest in doing a good job. Starting something time consuming when you are doing customer service calls blows, because you have to stop all the time & go shag them. Which means putting everything away (because if you leave anything out, it grows legs & walks) Learned that shit the hard way, when someone in O.R. swiped my custom made electricians hammer.

Now, laymen don't understand that a good tool is like a good woman. Hard to find & harder to replace. I got a another electricians hammer, but even though it was new, it was not as good as the custom one I had for almost twenty years (they just don't make them like they use to)

The new boss came in the light bulb room as I was down there rewiring a fixture & he was like, what are you doing? (he was amazed that he actually found the place) I looked at him & said, really? just be glad I had my pants on when you came in....

He doesn't know how to take me yet. But he didn't stick around after I said that either.