Red Neck Intervention

So where was everyone? I clearly needed a red-neck intervention this weekend.

ya see...

well, it started out with the satellite reception seeming to go out when the wind blew...

...there's this tree in my front yard that is growing into the line-o-sight of my satellite TV antenna...

clearly it's just grown up a bit and now that the leaves are growing back in earnest...

OK. Enough dithering. Out with it!

I trimmed the tree back with a 12 gauge shotgun.

...


There. I said it.

This seems almost worst than meth, or coke. I ventured into red-neck ville, nay I sank into red-neck-opolis!

But actually, it was kind of fun. :)

Anyone else got any admissions of red-guilt?

mileage may vary

milli-trivia.

so, my pickup truck gets about 22MPG.
that's 9350 meters/liter.
So, 9350 (Meters / Liter) x (1 Liter / 0.001 cubic Meters) x (1 square Meter / 1550 square Inches)

So, the fuel economy of my truck is 6032 reciprocal square inches!

But a Toyota Prius gets an amazing 255 Billion nothings per Hectare!

Convertingly yours,

fuzz

Because

How ironic what with the staff meeting today.

Good week. Good life.

Well it's been a good week or two at work. Things are a changing there I think. we'll see.

Got my grass cut this weekend and did some more studying...

Yessirree. nothing really deep here.

all is well. This makes me happy. Sometimes simple is good.

Thea, Paul, SJW and Ty all have deep stuff going on in their blogs.

Me? I'm just learning to relax while maintaining a busy life. It's good. really.

see you later Thea. Oh, by the way, I live so close to Thea that it's sometimes not appropriate to comment publicly in her blog entries. it's not that I don't pay attention or care enough to respond at length.

Reflections on why

Shew, finished a big test today. Got another in a few days...

Now I could just think of all this as a drag and whine about not having enough free time (although i've found time for blogging! [ Who'd of thought this would be so intersting. { it's kind of like a community conversation/diary/email kinda thing. No existing names fit, so let's come up with a new, original, quirky name. How about "Blogging"? I think it could catch on. } ] )

Back to reality.

It's nice to feel enabled at work. Every page turned and problem solved is a skill that allows me to create nifty stuff at work. Not to mention increased job mobility and security. Better future for the family as long as I can keep my priorities straight and not neglect them in the mad flurry of activity.

It's kind of like the moments after you've just done something you've always dreaded a little and didn't know you'd be able to do. Relief. Elation. (a bit of pride?...) Even transformation.

I say all this because I grew up with the local, subtle, mindset that goes something like: "You can do anything you want to when you grow up." But the eyes of the speaker are somehow averted.

The subject gets changed quickly.

"College, well, if you get good grades."

It sounds rediculous now, but let me tell you, it kind of sticks somehow.
I just feel lucky to have gotten un-stuck somehow.
I only hope this region would stop with the under-achiever attitude, somehow.


Yadda yadda. enough about me.

But wait this is my blog!

first of many

Hello blogosphere!

Well, i'm often short on time, I'm sometimes introspective, and sometimes a little too... well we all have our insecurites i guess.

Recently had a little snafoo with god. Came through that with a better understanding of both of us. Still a work in progress, but boy there's been a lot of progress. (Thanks to my friends out there, you know who you are)

more later.

bob