Saturday, April 25, 2015

Ramblings About Things and Stuff

It's a beautiful, warm day in Frog Pond Holler. I'm still working on this morning's pot of coffee, laying around and doing nothing much. Last night, I made a breakfast casserole in my new slow cooker, so morning munchies were waiting when I got up and when T.A. got home from her regular job.

She's always hungry before she goes to her side hustle at the library on Saturday mornings.

I scored the new cooker at the dollar store last weekend. They had all appliances 50% off and I had a $5 coupon, so there were deals to be had.

The coffee is an imported Italian blend, normally $9 a bag, on sale a couple of weeks ago at buy one get one free, making them $4.50 each. I had coupons, one for $3 off and another for $2, so I ended up paying $2 each. Not a bad deal for high dolla joe.

I've felt like crap on a cracker all friggen week. Thelma is still on vacation in Colorado, so Kat's been doing Thelma's job and I haven't had either of my assistants. Fighting a fever and Rice Krispie joints (snap! crackle! pop!) was challenging, but I showed up anyway. I was so thankful to see the past week over and done with.

And now the weekend. The FOUR DAY weekend.

I'll be firing up the chainsaw later today, provided it doesn't rain. It's electric (don't laugh.. ) and getting caught in a gully washer with four extension cords isn't a good idea. I have mostly electric yard equipment because repeatedly yanking a starter cord leaves my shoulders inflamed and locked up for days.

I've got too much chit to do to be laid up.

You may have noticed a recent lack o' pictures here on Hidden Mahala. I've taken a bunch, but I can't find my flippin' card reader. My camera was made before USB thingies became standard and you can forget WiFi. I have mini SDs in my tablet and phone, would it work if I put them in the converter thingie that comes with them and put it in my camera? Then I could upload them with my tablet.

Maybe I'll try that. Or just find my damned card reader. I'm sure I had it laying near by, but Damn Cat (previously the precious kitten Grim) throws EVERYTHING in the floor. I'm going in to debt buying light bulbs every payday because the little chithead flips over every lamp in the house once a week.... but only after I install a new bulb.

He's lucky he's cute.

I bring up the camera because I promise to take before and after photos of my projects, but who the hell knows when I'll get to post them.

Speaking of side hustles, I recently set up two more blogs with the intention of trying to score some extra change on the side. On American Mahala I had planned to address social issues, backed up with research, facts and the general opinions of social media. Unfortunately, after hustling robot monkeys all day, I barely have the mental capacity to form a complete sentence, much less compile research in to something readable. I also set up another site, researching funky gift items from Amazon, but again, my brain deadedness is chronic.

I felt like, people don't come here to listen to my political opinions and I don't want to offend anyone, but I did have things to say.


Time to get off my keister and get to it. We'll talk again soon.

Later Taters!!

P.S. T.A.'s latest artsy-crafty obsession:

Fun and easy on the Rice Krispie hands!

Wednesday, April 22, 2015

Hump It Like You Mean It

Humpday is upon us. All hail Humpday.

This Humpday is especially sweet because I'm off for four days straight after Friday. I decided to take a couple of days off that weren't for doctor's appointments or mammograms or anything else. The Amazon, who is off on Mondays and Tuesdays, is taking vacation on Saturday and Sunday, so we'll both be home to take care of some major tasks around the compound that neither of us can do alone.

We have pallets piled in the front yard and T.A. has part of them coated with water seal stuff. If we accomplish nothing else during those 4 days, we will be able to get them moved around back and stacked in to a makeshift porch. The hardest part will be digging the old broken steps out of the dirt, which were buried, compliments of Dubya and Ma.

Hopefully I'll be able to get those friggen raised beds in before it's too late... again and chop down a few smaller trees. We need to get more light in to the chicken coop. Sunlight = more eggs.

I have a list as long as your arm but I'm trying to be realistic. My body hasn't been very cooperative for the past year or so when it comes to doing anything major. Dr. Laurie used her pull to get me an appointment with a Rheumatologist on my insurance. There's only one and they're booked up for the next 12 months. Maybe they can give me more drugs.. or a swift kick in the keister.. whatever works.

Back at The Asylum, we've all moved beyond the wondering if we're being bought stage because honestly, what the hell else could it be? We've moved on to wondering about our seniority, vacation time and 401K nest egg.

It has to be better, right?

Anywho, ya'll have a good one. We'll talk again soon.

Later Taters!


I think I should get one of these for my desk.. perfect for The Asylum.. because I am the sales ninja!

Thursday, April 16, 2015

The Cubicle Asylum: The Plot Thickens Like a Pot of Hasenpfeffer

Wednesday morning began with the announcement of a meeting by Twatwaffle.

Speculation ran like wildfire through the office. There were already rumors being passed around (by me mostly) of an unscheduled inventory on May 1st. Thelma had let it slip when we were discussing who would do what to keep her job covered while she was on vacation in Colorado. We normally do inventory every October. 

Something was up.

We all filed in to the break room and took our seats while TW made her announcements in her exagerated executive hickified accent.

"I am 98% sure that The Germans are ready to make a substantial financial investment in us. Therefore, tomorrow morning we will be having company here to inspect the property and tomorrow afternoon there will be people from the state here. As you all know, if you were ready to invest a substantial amount of money in a business, you want to know that they have what they say they do."

She also said she'd been "up to her knees and elbows in due dilligence for months."

I'm still trying to translate that last bit.

On Tuesday, after everyone else had left, she went around the office counting phone jacks and making a list. 

One of the welders flat out asked if we were being bought. She raised her voice and changed the subject, talking over him.

Another asked if a "substantial financial investment means we'll get a raise.. finally?" To which she again, raised her voice, changing the subject.

Personally, I don't care what they do. I'm good either way. If they come in and fire us all, I'll cash in that 401K, pay off the house and ride my unemployment for a while. If they keep us, I imagine I'll tow the line a little bit longer. 

We'll just have to see what happens.

Now I gotta go sell those Robot Monkeys. No rest for the Sales Ninja!

Ya'll have a good one, we'll talk again soon.

Later Taters!