So I did something today that I thought I'd never do. I replied to a personal ad on the (im)famous craigslist. I was just casually browsing the entire site while I avoided working and this one just caught my eye. It was really nerdy (which is right up my alley) and described relationships in terms of organic chemical reactions. She was looking for someone to "bond" with her to form a more stable pair (a common occurrence in nature where different elements of higher energy will bond to release that energy, thus becoming more stable). I know, it's really nerdy. And at times, it seemed even a little dirty! ("I can donate and receive and am a bit on the cobalic side, highly conductive and able to organically bond from both ends when surrounded by a bit of danger").
So I just wrote a quick reply back saying that I really liked your post and just left it open for her to respond if she felt like it. I wonder if anything will come out of this. I'm not actively out there looking for a mate, but it would be nice to have someone to be with. Whatever, we'll see what happens. I mean, hey, I've gotten a great TV, nice couches, and a nice bike from craigslist, why not a nice girl to?
Speaking of girls, I've been talking to my friend a lot lately. This would be my best friend, the girl that continuously broke my heart for 3 really great years. It brought about a lot of really weird feelings. I don't necessarily want to be with her again, but I really do miss her and I still care about her so much. It's just weird to here her talk about her life and me not be a part of it when for so long, we were each other's entire lives. I dunno, just thought I'd share.
**currently listening to the guy in the next office whistle....terribly**
Thursday, March 13, 2008
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
Danger Fish Designs
What do you think of that name? I think I'm going to name my bags that. Maybe I'll develop some kind of cool angry fish logo to put on them. I was orignally thinking of "Tharper" as the name, but I don't know. It doesn't sit well. Feels awkward to say.
I'm so excited to go home and make my bags. I tested the melting plastic idea and it worked really well. This is going to be great. I have so many color combination ideas and ideas for logos. It's gonna rock. AND my ultra bff is going to hang out with me all day and help me make them. I'm excited. Makes me miss the old times with her, but that's a whole other story.
Speaking of friends from home...my other really good friend almost drowned over the weekend. Here's what happened. There is this road leading into Duncannon, the town he lives in. This road goes underneath some railroad tracks and consequently is dug pretty deep down to make clearence. This area also happens to be where the Juniata and the Susquehanna rivers meet. So when it rains any good amount, this section of road (dubbed the "subway") floods, sometimes pretty bad. Usually when it does, PennDOT closes the road down until it drains out. But for some reason, this time they didn't. They got a lot more rain back home than we did here, so of course the subway flooded. He's driving back from Wal-Mart at like 2am (it's all we country kids have to do at night) and he's headed towards the subway. It's not lit...for whatever reason...so he doesn't notice the 3' of water sitting in there and drives right into it. The only problem (other than the fact that he just swamped his car and can't move it) is that it's still raining and the water is still rising...fast. He can't open the door or the window because they're automatic and the water shorted them out. He calls 911 and police are on their way. But he's still stuck in there. He fights with the window until he finally gets it low enough to crawl out. At this point the water is up to his chin. He climbs out onto the roof and awaits rescue. By the time they got there, the water was over the roof of the car. He just bought the car two weeks ago too. He's alright, but damn, what a story to tell at parties, right?
I'm so excited to go home and make my bags. I tested the melting plastic idea and it worked really well. This is going to be great. I have so many color combination ideas and ideas for logos. It's gonna rock. AND my ultra bff is going to hang out with me all day and help me make them. I'm excited. Makes me miss the old times with her, but that's a whole other story.
Speaking of friends from home...my other really good friend almost drowned over the weekend. Here's what happened. There is this road leading into Duncannon, the town he lives in. This road goes underneath some railroad tracks and consequently is dug pretty deep down to make clearence. This area also happens to be where the Juniata and the Susquehanna rivers meet. So when it rains any good amount, this section of road (dubbed the "subway") floods, sometimes pretty bad. Usually when it does, PennDOT closes the road down until it drains out. But for some reason, this time they didn't. They got a lot more rain back home than we did here, so of course the subway flooded. He's driving back from Wal-Mart at like 2am (it's all we country kids have to do at night) and he's headed towards the subway. It's not lit...for whatever reason...so he doesn't notice the 3' of water sitting in there and drives right into it. The only problem (other than the fact that he just swamped his car and can't move it) is that it's still raining and the water is still rising...fast. He can't open the door or the window because they're automatic and the water shorted them out. He calls 911 and police are on their way. But he's still stuck in there. He fights with the window until he finally gets it low enough to crawl out. At this point the water is up to his chin. He climbs out onto the roof and awaits rescue. By the time they got there, the water was over the roof of the car. He just bought the car two weeks ago too. He's alright, but damn, what a story to tell at parties, right?
Monday, March 10, 2008
The war on the female gender
My best friend was just hired as a waitress at a really nice restaurant in Harrisburg. For those unfamiliar with Harrisburg, they have a section of the city call restaurant row. It's a collection of very nice bars and restaurants that are always packed every night of the week. So to work there is kind of a big deal and it has a HUGE mid 20's early 30's crowd. A.k.a. drunken douche bags. So of course, as with most restaurants these days, they hire on looks more than ability. Well my friend is pretty good looking and is well endowed if you get my meaning, and she's a fantastic waitress so getting hired was't that hard.
But once there she realized what kind of a hell it is. She's been offended several times by the cook staff and she's been there less than a week. And she can't tell the owner because he's already given her shit for wearing pants that he feels are "too loose."
This is rediculous. It's so sad that we as a society still have these kinds of things going on, even after all the progess women have made. When will we stop exploiting woman and start respecting them as the equals they are?
People don't see a problem today because it's the social norm. Woman are supposed to be skinny, wear as little clothing as possible and not speak up. But why? Why does how tight your pants are have anything to do with how well you serve tables? Women deserve more respect than that.
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But once there she realized what kind of a hell it is. She's been offended several times by the cook staff and she's been there less than a week. And she can't tell the owner because he's already given her shit for wearing pants that he feels are "too loose."
This is rediculous. It's so sad that we as a society still have these kinds of things going on, even after all the progess women have made. When will we stop exploiting woman and start respecting them as the equals they are?
People don't see a problem today because it's the social norm. Woman are supposed to be skinny, wear as little clothing as possible and not speak up. But why? Why does how tight your pants are have anything to do with how well you serve tables? Women deserve more respect than that.
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Wednesday, March 5, 2008
the war on the middle class
Apparently that's the title of a very good book that was recommended to me.
Today at work, I got involved in a conversation with some of the guys in the shop. Now these guys are in their high 40's and some are in their 50's. They have kids in school and college, mortgages, car payments, etc. And they're scared. They're scared that they won't have jobs in the future. The ones that are there now have seen the size of the shop staff drop by over half. Why? Because everyone's trying save money anywhere they can. They're pay is not increasing (some are actually going to be decreasing by 2010), yet their health care premiums, insurance premiums, gas bills, and interest rates are going up. Where is that money going?
It's making someone very rich while making the rest of us very poor. I'm sick of it. I've seen it first hand. My dad has lost more than one job due to outsourcing the work to cheaper labor. What's he supposed to do? He's 57 with no education. And what is my brother supposed to do? He dropped out of high school and never went to college. It's nothing bad about him, he was never a good student, school just wasn't his thing. He's blue collar. So where do blue collar people work anymore? All the manufacturing jobs are in the China, all the tech support jobs are in India.
I was talking to my friend the other day. He's an economist and a hard core capitalist. Although he's somewhat idealistic in that he honestly believes that capitalism promotes strong economies by making people better themselves. He's a fan of outsourcing because it produces a cheaper product. And that the wealth of the few "trickles down" to the many. He believes that America is changing from a manufacturing nation to a tech and management nation.
BULLSHIT.
America doesn't manufacture anything anymore. And that's fucking scary. Not only does this mean that the tens of millions of Americans that can't go to school can't get a good paying factory job. It also means that if someone were to disrupt our trade, we're boned. Imagine, our military is already stretched unbelievably thin. Now what happens if North Korea puts up a blockcade or forces China to stop exporting? We lose everything and we have no safety net.
America is too big to be completely service and managerial oriented. 300 million people and they can't all go to college and get degrees. School isn't for everyone. And even those that go to school can't afford it anymore because tuitions keep sky rocketing.
And as far as trickle down economics are concerned, I have two words: big oil. How can these companies be sporting record profits with oil prices souring through the roof? Where does it start trickling down? Why does the CEO of a company make millions of dollars while the people actually doing the work are scrapping buy with barely anything? Where's this trickle?
I could go on and on. But it would only continue to piss me off.
Sorry for the angry post. This shit just fires me up.
Today at work, I got involved in a conversation with some of the guys in the shop. Now these guys are in their high 40's and some are in their 50's. They have kids in school and college, mortgages, car payments, etc. And they're scared. They're scared that they won't have jobs in the future. The ones that are there now have seen the size of the shop staff drop by over half. Why? Because everyone's trying save money anywhere they can. They're pay is not increasing (some are actually going to be decreasing by 2010), yet their health care premiums, insurance premiums, gas bills, and interest rates are going up. Where is that money going?
It's making someone very rich while making the rest of us very poor. I'm sick of it. I've seen it first hand. My dad has lost more than one job due to outsourcing the work to cheaper labor. What's he supposed to do? He's 57 with no education. And what is my brother supposed to do? He dropped out of high school and never went to college. It's nothing bad about him, he was never a good student, school just wasn't his thing. He's blue collar. So where do blue collar people work anymore? All the manufacturing jobs are in the China, all the tech support jobs are in India.
I was talking to my friend the other day. He's an economist and a hard core capitalist. Although he's somewhat idealistic in that he honestly believes that capitalism promotes strong economies by making people better themselves. He's a fan of outsourcing because it produces a cheaper product. And that the wealth of the few "trickles down" to the many. He believes that America is changing from a manufacturing nation to a tech and management nation.
BULLSHIT.
America doesn't manufacture anything anymore. And that's fucking scary. Not only does this mean that the tens of millions of Americans that can't go to school can't get a good paying factory job. It also means that if someone were to disrupt our trade, we're boned. Imagine, our military is already stretched unbelievably thin. Now what happens if North Korea puts up a blockcade or forces China to stop exporting? We lose everything and we have no safety net.
America is too big to be completely service and managerial oriented. 300 million people and they can't all go to college and get degrees. School isn't for everyone. And even those that go to school can't afford it anymore because tuitions keep sky rocketing.
And as far as trickle down economics are concerned, I have two words: big oil. How can these companies be sporting record profits with oil prices souring through the roof? Where does it start trickling down? Why does the CEO of a company make millions of dollars while the people actually doing the work are scrapping buy with barely anything? Where's this trickle?
I could go on and on. But it would only continue to piss me off.
Sorry for the angry post. This shit just fires me up.
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