Teaching Old Tricks To A New Dog...
OK Ladies and Gentlemen, if anybody needs me, later this morning you can find me sitting in yet another classroom here in the eastern Tulsa suburbs about 7:30 AM taking another class/seminar.
This one is on S A F E T Y.
Specifically, C O N S T R U C T I ON S A F E T Y.
My bellybutton has been puckering and un-puckering for most of the past week in anticipation, and if I can avoid falling down getting out of my car in the parking lot or tripping over the course registration table you'll hear from me again sometime later today or early tomorrow morning.
Now it's time to go cut open some more cardboard boxes looking for my Pizza stones...
Regards Y'all...
Showing posts with label Injuneering. Show all posts
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Tuesday, November 22, 2011
Sunday, November 20, 2011
Life In The Fast Lane
Doing Oklahoma At High Speed...
Well, we sort of took the day off yesterday after expending a whirlwind of energy over the past couple of weeks settling into a new town, a new job, and a new house full of boxes needing unpacking.
Speaking of boxes...I can make you a DEAL on used packing boxes if you need any...half price...but I digress.
So any way... we lounged around all Saturday morning basically doing nothing, and then we spent the afternoon driving our good friend "Ski" back over to Oklahoma City in order for her to be able to catch her noon flight today heading across almost half of the country back over to our little Island of St. Simons on the Georgia Coast.
Interestingly enough, affording expediting our local travels we've found that the state of Oklahoma has very liberal speed limit laws on the Interstate Highways. For instance, in yesterday's venture to the west along I-44...a toll road running between Tulsa and Oklahoma City...the speed limit was set at 75 MPH in rural areas and even 60 or 65 MPH here in the Tulsa city limits.
In the end, Miss Ski managed to knock our socks off with her decorating efforts in the main areas of the house (and pushing the vacuum cleaner around about every 15 minutes it seemed), and so when the dust settled so to speak all I have left to do is basically the office and garage areas of the building to straighten out and organize whatever is left in the brown boxes stacked along the walls and in the corners of the rooms.
Today would be a success if :
A. I could get a new refrigerator for the kitchen on order to be delivered this week since we've been living out of coolers stocked with bags of ice thus far...and
B. I could go out and buy a new 56" TV which will fit in the new living room entertainment center cabinet my girls (Pat and Ski and Missy the Turbo Pup) went out and bought for me on Friday and had delivered as a surprise.
Other than that, we're living life LARGE out here in and on the southern plains of the US mid-west, and now it's time to get back to looking at some drawings I did last week getting them ready to turn in Monday morning as I start my third project and get down to doing the business I was hired to do.
Y'all have a LOVELY Sunday...If you will...
Well, we sort of took the day off yesterday after expending a whirlwind of energy over the past couple of weeks settling into a new town, a new job, and a new house full of boxes needing unpacking.
Speaking of boxes...I can make you a DEAL on used packing boxes if you need any...half price...but I digress.
So any way... we lounged around all Saturday morning basically doing nothing, and then we spent the afternoon driving our good friend "Ski" back over to Oklahoma City in order for her to be able to catch her noon flight today heading across almost half of the country back over to our little Island of St. Simons on the Georgia Coast.
Interestingly enough, affording expediting our local travels we've found that the state of Oklahoma has very liberal speed limit laws on the Interstate Highways. For instance, in yesterday's venture to the west along I-44...a toll road running between Tulsa and Oklahoma City...the speed limit was set at 75 MPH in rural areas and even 60 or 65 MPH here in the Tulsa city limits.
In the end, Miss Ski managed to knock our socks off with her decorating efforts in the main areas of the house (and pushing the vacuum cleaner around about every 15 minutes it seemed), and so when the dust settled so to speak all I have left to do is basically the office and garage areas of the building to straighten out and organize whatever is left in the brown boxes stacked along the walls and in the corners of the rooms.
Today would be a success if :
A. I could get a new refrigerator for the kitchen on order to be delivered this week since we've been living out of coolers stocked with bags of ice thus far...and
B. I could go out and buy a new 56" TV which will fit in the new living room entertainment center cabinet my girls (Pat and Ski and Missy the Turbo Pup) went out and bought for me on Friday and had delivered as a surprise.
Other than that, we're living life LARGE out here in and on the southern plains of the US mid-west, and now it's time to get back to looking at some drawings I did last week getting them ready to turn in Monday morning as I start my third project and get down to doing the business I was hired to do.
Y'all have a LOVELY Sunday...If you will...
Friday, November 18, 2011
Flame Proof Clothes
I Need A Nomex Jumpsuit?
I'm pleased to report that I managed to sleep my way out of the grip of the creeping crud which was attempting to take over my lungs earlier this week and managed to get back to work yesterday and put in a full day with a reasonable level of concentration and clarity.
When I first arrived in Tulsa about a month ago I really hadn't considered certain issues relating to the dangers of working in and around equipment in oil refineries.
Oh sure, I've spent most of my professional career working around hot dangerous stuff like steam boilers in paper mills, power plants, chemical plants, and other industrial facilities, but virtually ZERO time around places containing high pressure hot fluids which are FLAMMABLE.
Thus the realization of the realities of working in a refinery.
At work yesterday we wandered over to the warehouse in our complex where they stored the "safety gear" and when I left the building I had in my possession a hard hat, two kinds of safety glasses, gloves, and finally...
a Nomex jump suit...
...made out of the same material NASCAR drivers and Air Force Fighter Pilots wear when doing their jobs.
A fire proof suit of clothes.
When I told my buddy Rusty about the new clothes he quipped that I could have probably used such attire several times before in my life.
Episodes dealing with an ex-wife and a former business partner come to mind come to think.
So any way...the beginning of my second month (first full time month) of employment as "Lead Structural Engineer" finds me busy with training and processing a light work load as I settle into the position, and on that note it's time to get back to some productive work looking at fun things like National Engineering Design Code issues I'm dealing with this week.
Regards Y'all...
I'm pleased to report that I managed to sleep my way out of the grip of the creeping crud which was attempting to take over my lungs earlier this week and managed to get back to work yesterday and put in a full day with a reasonable level of concentration and clarity.
When I first arrived in Tulsa about a month ago I really hadn't considered certain issues relating to the dangers of working in and around equipment in oil refineries.
Oh sure, I've spent most of my professional career working around hot dangerous stuff like steam boilers in paper mills, power plants, chemical plants, and other industrial facilities, but virtually ZERO time around places containing high pressure hot fluids which are FLAMMABLE.
Thus the realization of the realities of working in a refinery.
At work yesterday we wandered over to the warehouse in our complex where they stored the "safety gear" and when I left the building I had in my possession a hard hat, two kinds of safety glasses, gloves, and finally...
a Nomex jump suit...
...made out of the same material NASCAR drivers and Air Force Fighter Pilots wear when doing their jobs.
A fire proof suit of clothes.
When I told my buddy Rusty about the new clothes he quipped that I could have probably used such attire several times before in my life.
Episodes dealing with an ex-wife and a former business partner come to mind come to think.
So any way...the beginning of my second month (first full time month) of employment as "Lead Structural Engineer" finds me busy with training and processing a light work load as I settle into the position, and on that note it's time to get back to some productive work looking at fun things like National Engineering Design Code issues I'm dealing with this week.
Regards Y'all...
Thursday, November 10, 2011
You Couldn't PAY Me...
...To Live In Houston, Texas
For those of you who have been living somewhere under a rock or otherwise not paying attention, Houston holds the position of FOURTH largest city in the United States.
That statistic in and of itself was probably intriguing to me when I was stumbling around our lovely planet at the age of 21, but today at the age of 52 it just doesn't do a dang thing for me except make me want to run away screaming.
I didn't have to rent a car on this trip because I'm staying at a hotel ($150 per night) across the interstate from the Galleria Marriott ($300 per night) where my training class is being held, but on the shuttle ride from Bush International Airport Tuesday night and the subsequent Taxi rides since I'm determined that the impossible has happened since I was last in this City about ten years ago.
THESE FREAKING PEOPLE HAVE BECOME EVEN MORE ARROGANT AND RUDE IN THEIR DRIVING STYLE!
Walking on the sidewalk--even those adjacent to side streets and the Interstate Access Roads--is something akin to strolling along on the grass by the entrance to "Pit Road" at a NASCAR track.
That said, it's time to get ready to head over to the conference room for day two of the RISA training class, then drag my luggage on back to the airport in time to catch a flight back to Tulsa.
Feel free to meet me at the new house for a night cap about 10 PM if you're in the area.
Regards Y'all...
For those of you who have been living somewhere under a rock or otherwise not paying attention, Houston holds the position of FOURTH largest city in the United States.
That statistic in and of itself was probably intriguing to me when I was stumbling around our lovely planet at the age of 21, but today at the age of 52 it just doesn't do a dang thing for me except make me want to run away screaming.
I didn't have to rent a car on this trip because I'm staying at a hotel ($150 per night) across the interstate from the Galleria Marriott ($300 per night) where my training class is being held, but on the shuttle ride from Bush International Airport Tuesday night and the subsequent Taxi rides since I'm determined that the impossible has happened since I was last in this City about ten years ago.
THESE FREAKING PEOPLE HAVE BECOME EVEN MORE ARROGANT AND RUDE IN THEIR DRIVING STYLE!
Walking on the sidewalk--even those adjacent to side streets and the Interstate Access Roads--is something akin to strolling along on the grass by the entrance to "Pit Road" at a NASCAR track.
That said, it's time to get ready to head over to the conference room for day two of the RISA training class, then drag my luggage on back to the airport in time to catch a flight back to Tulsa.
Feel free to meet me at the new house for a night cap about 10 PM if you're in the area.
Regards Y'all...
Wednesday, November 09, 2011
Houston
Back In School...
I just flew to the Texas Gulf Coast last night (boy are my arms tired) to attend a two day class on some Finite Element software I'm using these days in the new job.
The result was a seventeen hour day yesterday, so you'll have to excuse the light blogging for the moment.
Class starts this morning at 7:30, so I guess I'll go now and get ready for class.
Regards Y'all...
I just flew to the Texas Gulf Coast last night (boy are my arms tired) to attend a two day class on some Finite Element software I'm using these days in the new job.
The result was a seventeen hour day yesterday, so you'll have to excuse the light blogging for the moment.
Class starts this morning at 7:30, so I guess I'll go now and get ready for class.
Regards Y'all...
Wednesday, November 02, 2011
Moving... Day Two
Most Of My "Stuff" Is On The Truck
Well, we had another long day yesterday with my "moving crew" forcing all of the stuff sitting around on the main level of the house out the door and into the tractor/trailer we had shoe-horned into the driveway.
Then about 3 PM they realized how much crap I had laying around in the basement and everyone shifted gears into "OVERDRIVE" and they managed to get it all into boxes and out the door so as of about 6 PM the truck was headed to the local transport yard and we were headed to dinner and back to the hotel.
For some insane reason I'm going back over there this morning and slapping some paint on the wall behind the bar and cleaning up a few other details before putting the last stuff in our new/used Audi Q7 Quattro (I forgot to mention we replaced the old Chrysler 300 with a newer used SUV on Sunday) and heading west on Interstate 40 toward Memphis.
My head is SPINNING...ladies and gentlemen, but all for good reasons as Pat and Missy the Turbo Pup and I head west toward Tulsa, Oklahoma...ending a wonderful four and one half year existence here on the banks of the mighty Tennessee River.
Life is full of surprises until you stop living I guess...We're completely amazed at the curve balls being thrown at us every day.
Wish us luck...if you will...and have at least half as much fun as we're having...Y'all...
Well, we had another long day yesterday with my "moving crew" forcing all of the stuff sitting around on the main level of the house out the door and into the tractor/trailer we had shoe-horned into the driveway.
Then about 3 PM they realized how much crap I had laying around in the basement and everyone shifted gears into "OVERDRIVE" and they managed to get it all into boxes and out the door so as of about 6 PM the truck was headed to the local transport yard and we were headed to dinner and back to the hotel.
For some insane reason I'm going back over there this morning and slapping some paint on the wall behind the bar and cleaning up a few other details before putting the last stuff in our new/used Audi Q7 Quattro (I forgot to mention we replaced the old Chrysler 300 with a newer used SUV on Sunday) and heading west on Interstate 40 toward Memphis.
My head is SPINNING...ladies and gentlemen, but all for good reasons as Pat and Missy the Turbo Pup and I head west toward Tulsa, Oklahoma...ending a wonderful four and one half year existence here on the banks of the mighty Tennessee River.
Life is full of surprises until you stop living I guess...We're completely amazed at the curve balls being thrown at us every day.
Wish us luck...if you will...and have at least half as much fun as we're having...Y'all...
Thursday, October 27, 2011
Finally Back In Knoxtown
Up To My Eyeballs In Things Needing Done...
Well, I finally made it back to the Turbo Pup Compound on the Banks of the Mighty Tennessee River about 10:30 last night...and hour and one half later than scheduled.
I have to confess that if I hadn't REALLY needed to get my butt home in order to maximize today's efforts I would possibly have asked to step off of that particular airliner when the pilot told all of us sitting in the back what was going on.
It seems that APU (auxiliary power unit...basically a little jet engine hooked to a generator located in the tail of the fuselage which they use on the ground for basic electrical power) was not working after they landed LATE and as a result they had to keep one of the main engines running to supply electricity on the ground.
So then when they refueled the planes tanks for our flight they failed to consider the jet fuel quantity needed to idle the one main engine on the ground for thirty or forty five minutes while we boarded and fumbled around getting into our seats.
(The airlines have stopped flying around with full fuel tanks in order to save money in fuel economy hauling around unnecessary weight...they calculate the actual fuel required and a reasonable reserve quantity and that's all they load on board.)
So THEN guess what?
They had to call the fuel truck back (apparently from the other side of the Tulsa metropolitan area) to "top off the tanks" after we had boarded the hot airplane (because the Air Conditioner also didn't work without the APU.)
Then the comedy continued.
You see, in the refueling process they had to shut down the one running main engine as a safety precaution, and then because of the dead APU they also had to call over a "compressor cart" which is basically a truck with a giant air compressor and a tank which they use to spin up the gas turbine engines to starting speed in absence of electricity on board...again the aforementioned APU being the culprit.
That exercise caused another ten or fifteen minute delay in our departure.
After an hour and fifteen minute delay, you can understand my trepidation over continuing my journey on a multi-million dollar device designed to fly through the air at 400 miles per hour, 25,000 feet above the surface of our planet, when it was having so much trouble just doing it's job SITTING AT ZERO MILES PER HOUR ON THE GROUND.
But I stayed on board, managed to avoid the wrath of the TSA officials and getting my picture on TV and published on the Drudge Report, and here I sit this morning in the disarray of my partially packed office in my home of which the contents are supposed to be residing in Tulsa, Oklahoma next week.
Time to update my "to do" list and get busy back in the Wee Pub.
Y'all have a LOVELY day...if you will.
(I just want to get through the next seven days without losing my mind...)
Well, I finally made it back to the Turbo Pup Compound on the Banks of the Mighty Tennessee River about 10:30 last night...and hour and one half later than scheduled.
I have to confess that if I hadn't REALLY needed to get my butt home in order to maximize today's efforts I would possibly have asked to step off of that particular airliner when the pilot told all of us sitting in the back what was going on.
It seems that APU (auxiliary power unit...basically a little jet engine hooked to a generator located in the tail of the fuselage which they use on the ground for basic electrical power) was not working after they landed LATE and as a result they had to keep one of the main engines running to supply electricity on the ground.
So then when they refueled the planes tanks for our flight they failed to consider the jet fuel quantity needed to idle the one main engine on the ground for thirty or forty five minutes while we boarded and fumbled around getting into our seats.
(The airlines have stopped flying around with full fuel tanks in order to save money in fuel economy hauling around unnecessary weight...they calculate the actual fuel required and a reasonable reserve quantity and that's all they load on board.)
So THEN guess what?
They had to call the fuel truck back (apparently from the other side of the Tulsa metropolitan area) to "top off the tanks" after we had boarded the hot airplane (because the Air Conditioner also didn't work without the APU.)
Then the comedy continued.
You see, in the refueling process they had to shut down the one running main engine as a safety precaution, and then because of the dead APU they also had to call over a "compressor cart" which is basically a truck with a giant air compressor and a tank which they use to spin up the gas turbine engines to starting speed in absence of electricity on board...again the aforementioned APU being the culprit.
That exercise caused another ten or fifteen minute delay in our departure.
After an hour and fifteen minute delay, you can understand my trepidation over continuing my journey on a multi-million dollar device designed to fly through the air at 400 miles per hour, 25,000 feet above the surface of our planet, when it was having so much trouble just doing it's job SITTING AT ZERO MILES PER HOUR ON THE GROUND.
But I stayed on board, managed to avoid the wrath of the TSA officials and getting my picture on TV and published on the Drudge Report, and here I sit this morning in the disarray of my partially packed office in my home of which the contents are supposed to be residing in Tulsa, Oklahoma next week.
Time to update my "to do" list and get busy back in the Wee Pub.
Y'all have a LOVELY day...if you will.
(I just want to get through the next seven days without losing my mind...)
Tuesday, October 25, 2011
What The Heck Happened To Me?
The Reflection In The Mirror Is A Total Stranger
First I cut off my pony tail and buzzed the rest of my head down to 1/8" hair, and now I'm showing up in an office building in of all places TULSA, OKLAHOMA at 7:45 five days a week working my butt off on the computer.
All I want to know IS...
"who's idea was all of this insanity any way?"
(Let me know if you have any clues...)
First I cut off my pony tail and buzzed the rest of my head down to 1/8" hair, and now I'm showing up in an office building in of all places TULSA, OKLAHOMA at 7:45 five days a week working my butt off on the computer.
All I want to know IS...
"who's idea was all of this insanity any way?"
(Let me know if you have any clues...)
Sunday, October 23, 2011
Wednesday, October 19, 2011
I'm Already Billable
Back To Doing Real Injuneering...
Sorry for the lack of blogging over the past few days, but by the time I made it home my brain was too fried to think about writing much of anything.
Everyone at work has been fantastic and after wading through a MOUNTAIN of paperwork all day Monday and part of Tuesday I finally got my first project to work on.
Meanwhile, I've been living in a furnished condo on the 9th floor of a 20 story building just a few blocks from the core of the city with the best restaurants and night clubs just four or five blocks away.
Even better, there's a little known place right across the street which doesn't have a sign--it's called "The Celler Dweller"--and was a real speakeasy back during prohibition. It features an eclectic group of regulars...mostly urban professionals living in the area...and they've made me feel real welcome during my short time here in Tulsa.
I decided to not rent a car and save the money by walking around downtown and riding a Taxi to and from work each day. Believe it or not it costs less than a decent sized rental auto so I'm actually saving money and getting a good workout in the process (I probably walked 10 miles last weekend.)
So any way, it's time to watch the news and then run over and grab something to eat.
Regards Y,all...
Sorry for the lack of blogging over the past few days, but by the time I made it home my brain was too fried to think about writing much of anything.
Everyone at work has been fantastic and after wading through a MOUNTAIN of paperwork all day Monday and part of Tuesday I finally got my first project to work on.
Meanwhile, I've been living in a furnished condo on the 9th floor of a 20 story building just a few blocks from the core of the city with the best restaurants and night clubs just four or five blocks away.
Even better, there's a little known place right across the street which doesn't have a sign--it's called "The Celler Dweller"--and was a real speakeasy back during prohibition. It features an eclectic group of regulars...mostly urban professionals living in the area...and they've made me feel real welcome during my short time here in Tulsa.
I decided to not rent a car and save the money by walking around downtown and riding a Taxi to and from work each day. Believe it or not it costs less than a decent sized rental auto so I'm actually saving money and getting a good workout in the process (I probably walked 10 miles last weekend.)
So any way, it's time to watch the news and then run over and grab something to eat.
Regards Y,all...
Monday, October 17, 2011
Tulsa
Good Time So Far...
Well, it's time to get ready to go to work after a weekend of wandering around downtown.
More on the details later.
Y'all have a LOVELY day...I assume I will.
Well, it's time to get ready to go to work after a weekend of wandering around downtown.
More on the details later.
Y'all have a LOVELY day...I assume I will.
Saturday, October 15, 2011
New Home City
I'M LOSING MY MIND.............
It's almost 2 AM and I should be asleep...
I'm panicked because I have to get up at 4:30 AM in order to finish some details in anticipation for heading by FedEX, over to the bank, and on to the airport to catch a 9:10 AM flight to Memphis and then another one on to Tulsa, Oklahoma.
OK...I'm going to go back and lay down for a while and see if I can get a little more sleep. I have a long day ahead of me, not to mention beginning the rest of my life with a new job in a new city.
Wish me luck...If you will...
It's almost 2 AM and I should be asleep...
I'm panicked because I have to get up at 4:30 AM in order to finish some details in anticipation for heading by FedEX, over to the bank, and on to the airport to catch a 9:10 AM flight to Memphis and then another one on to Tulsa, Oklahoma.
OK...I'm going to go back and lay down for a while and see if I can get a little more sleep. I have a long day ahead of me, not to mention beginning the rest of my life with a new job in a new city.
Wish me luck...If you will...
Thursday, October 13, 2011
It's Thursday
Three Days And Counting...
I could use about another week of time to really be ready to get on an airplane headed to Oklahoma, but I only have the time between now and 9:15 AM on Saturday to do everything I'm going to get done I guess.
The Wee Pub is still coming slowly along...it's really a pain in the posterior I don't want to have to deal with in the middle of a move but it is what it is and I have to mostly finish it if we're going to lease out the house.
The good news is that a guy stopped by last Monday afternoon and likes the place and will be able to tell us by Monday if he wants it, but the bad news is that he wants us out by November 1st and that will be a HUGE PAIN having to travel back here so soon to beat the movers into shape and make sure they pack things correctly.
So any way, I have to go now and put some more paint and stain on trim in the Wee Pub and box some more of my personal office crap up so I can FedEX it out to meet me there in Tulsa.
Y'all have a LOVELY day, and wish me luck pulling this move off successfully.
I could use about another week of time to really be ready to get on an airplane headed to Oklahoma, but I only have the time between now and 9:15 AM on Saturday to do everything I'm going to get done I guess.
The Wee Pub is still coming slowly along...it's really a pain in the posterior I don't want to have to deal with in the middle of a move but it is what it is and I have to mostly finish it if we're going to lease out the house.
The good news is that a guy stopped by last Monday afternoon and likes the place and will be able to tell us by Monday if he wants it, but the bad news is that he wants us out by November 1st and that will be a HUGE PAIN having to travel back here so soon to beat the movers into shape and make sure they pack things correctly.
So any way, I have to go now and put some more paint and stain on trim in the Wee Pub and box some more of my personal office crap up so I can FedEX it out to meet me there in Tulsa.
Y'all have a LOVELY day, and wish me luck pulling this move off successfully.
Thursday, October 06, 2011
I Have An Announcement
Big Changes A Comin' To The Turbo Pup Compound...
I have to finally confess something here this morning, Ladies and Gentlemen.
The Turbo Pup is moving cross country.
To Tulsa, Oklahoma...actually.
OK, really the Tulsa suburb of Broken Arrow, Oklahoma, to be exact.
You see, her dad (that would be me) has been wined and dined and courted by a company out there to relocate so I can do Injuneering for them working in Oil Refineries all over this Hemisphere of the planet if not the entire WORLD.
It's a pretty big step for me and my family, but they offered to cover all of our costs to relocate from Tennessee to Oklahoma and give me the opportunity to spend the next ten or fifteen years of my professional career doing what I really do best--industrial stacks and other steel structural elements like ductwork and the like, and when everything was put on paper it was an opportunity I just couldn't turn down.
So over the next few weeks, like the past few days, my blogging will be hit or miss as I continue to plan our move and wind down my business dealings with my own little group of Corporate customers here at Plastics Engineering Technologies.
I'm negotiating/managing THREE leases--this house here in Knoxtown, a temporary furnished Condo in Tulsa, and a long term lease on a house beginning sometime in November/December when I finally move Pat and Missy out there, so I'm sure you will understand why I'm up to my eyeballs with stuff and don't have time to Blog.
(Of course I reserve the right to blast off a good rant if something catches my eye in the news, but until then...Regards Y'all...)
I have to finally confess something here this morning, Ladies and Gentlemen.
The Turbo Pup is moving cross country.
To Tulsa, Oklahoma...actually.
OK, really the Tulsa suburb of Broken Arrow, Oklahoma, to be exact.
You see, her dad (that would be me) has been wined and dined and courted by a company out there to relocate so I can do Injuneering for them working in Oil Refineries all over this Hemisphere of the planet if not the entire WORLD.
It's a pretty big step for me and my family, but they offered to cover all of our costs to relocate from Tennessee to Oklahoma and give me the opportunity to spend the next ten or fifteen years of my professional career doing what I really do best--industrial stacks and other steel structural elements like ductwork and the like, and when everything was put on paper it was an opportunity I just couldn't turn down.
So over the next few weeks, like the past few days, my blogging will be hit or miss as I continue to plan our move and wind down my business dealings with my own little group of Corporate customers here at Plastics Engineering Technologies.
I'm negotiating/managing THREE leases--this house here in Knoxtown, a temporary furnished Condo in Tulsa, and a long term lease on a house beginning sometime in November/December when I finally move Pat and Missy out there, so I'm sure you will understand why I'm up to my eyeballs with stuff and don't have time to Blog.
(Of course I reserve the right to blast off a good rant if something catches my eye in the news, but until then...Regards Y'all...)
Steven Jobs...RIP
A Great American...
Let me start out by saying that I didn't agree with Steve Jobs' politics or that of most of those working in his company, but I think that you have to agree with me when I write that the company that he founded in his parent's garage--Apple-- with a guy named Steve Wozniak, has fundamentally revolutionized the world as we know it today.
I'd also like to say that the jury is still out as to whether all or any of the changes will end up being positive as more and more people become Internet addicts wasting time or i-phone addicts walking around like zombies in airports and other public places staring at their touch screen phones, but still...
I have to admit this morning that guys like Steven P. Jobs, Steve Wozniak (and another fellow named Bill Gates) fundamentally changed the way the world does business and communicates with each other.
Although I've never owned an Apple "anything," Steve's influence on the advancement of computer technology in general has allowed me to make a good deal of money and has been instrumental in my overall professional success...
...and for that I am thankful for his brilliance, and grieve his death this morning. Here's his picture as shown on the front page of the Apple Website today.
RIP Mr. Jobs
Let me start out by saying that I didn't agree with Steve Jobs' politics or that of most of those working in his company, but I think that you have to agree with me when I write that the company that he founded in his parent's garage--Apple-- with a guy named Steve Wozniak, has fundamentally revolutionized the world as we know it today.
I'd also like to say that the jury is still out as to whether all or any of the changes will end up being positive as more and more people become Internet addicts wasting time or i-phone addicts walking around like zombies in airports and other public places staring at their touch screen phones, but still...
I have to admit this morning that guys like Steven P. Jobs, Steve Wozniak (and another fellow named Bill Gates) fundamentally changed the way the world does business and communicates with each other.
Although I've never owned an Apple "anything," Steve's influence on the advancement of computer technology in general has allowed me to make a good deal of money and has been instrumental in my overall professional success...
...and for that I am thankful for his brilliance, and grieve his death this morning. Here's his picture as shown on the front page of the Apple Website today.
RIP Mr. Jobs
Sunday, October 02, 2011
Halloween In My "Wee Pub"
Now Hiring Bartenders And Waitresses...
Some of my Blog Readers have been asking me to post pictures of "The Wee Pub" currently under extensive slow construction in my basement. My Old HP laptop has historically handled the Cannon photo download duties but it's been driving me crazy with some "Issues" related to stupid viruses and my Server PC has had compatibility issues with my older Cannon G3 when I updated to handle Pat's newer Cannon G series camera.
So any way, this morning I went out to a bunch of websites and updated a half dozen drivers on this stupid MS Vista powered server machine, and to my surprise my camera would talk to at least one of my computers and so for your enjoyment here's a month old photo of...
THE WEE PUB...
(The fellow standing there in what appears to be a window is actually an old Halloween prop I made and there is now a hinged panel supporting a flat screen TV in that spot today.)
There's been a bunch of extra trim and stain and paint work done since this image was taken--but I'm too lazy to go shoot more photos this morning--and the handrail there in the foreground has been removed and a new much more elaborate one is taking shape today and later this week in it's final form.
Too bad I'm hardly going to get to use the room because of upcoming travel this winter, but still it was a nice project and I think you will be impressed with the final results.
More photos to come...Y'all...
Some of my Blog Readers have been asking me to post pictures of "The Wee Pub" currently under extensive slow construction in my basement. My Old HP laptop has historically handled the Cannon photo download duties but it's been driving me crazy with some "Issues" related to stupid viruses and my Server PC has had compatibility issues with my older Cannon G3 when I updated to handle Pat's newer Cannon G series camera.
So any way, this morning I went out to a bunch of websites and updated a half dozen drivers on this stupid MS Vista powered server machine, and to my surprise my camera would talk to at least one of my computers and so for your enjoyment here's a month old photo of...
THE WEE PUB...
(The fellow standing there in what appears to be a window is actually an old Halloween prop I made and there is now a hinged panel supporting a flat screen TV in that spot today.)
There's been a bunch of extra trim and stain and paint work done since this image was taken--but I'm too lazy to go shoot more photos this morning--and the handrail there in the foreground has been removed and a new much more elaborate one is taking shape today and later this week in it's final form.
Too bad I'm hardly going to get to use the room because of upcoming travel this winter, but still it was a nice project and I think you will be impressed with the final results.
More photos to come...Y'all...
Wednesday, September 21, 2011
I'm I'll Be Living On Tulsa Time
Imagine That???
Let's take a look at a relatively young guitarist/singer Eric Clapton singing a song, the title of which has some significance to my professional life this morning:
Anyone care to guess what's going on?
Let's take a look at a relatively young guitarist/singer Eric Clapton singing a song, the title of which has some significance to my professional life this morning:
Anyone care to guess what's going on?
Tuesday, September 20, 2011
100 Miles From The Gulf Of Mexico
85 Degrees F At 6 AM...
As usual this morning, when we come down here in the spring and fall we invariably get rained on at least a little bit.
That axiom is true yet again this morning.
The good news is that it looks like the front will be passing on through here at least in the next day and we can enjoy some more good weather like we had on Monday.
Little Missy the Turbo Pup went fishing TWICE yesterday and managed to give two big fish a good barking. We had to wash her face and front paws off after letting her nip at their slimy fins and tails before I pushed them off of the dock with my foot.
We also managed to keep her from falling or jumping off the dock in the process.
Today will be sort of a transition day trying to get further organized to do a little home improvement work around the place before heading to the beach on Friday if the weather holds up.
Hope everyone has at least half as good a week as I plan on having. I'm trying to make the most of this week because the opportunity to sit around here for a week five or six times a year is probably ending shortly for professional reasons.
Regards Y'all...
As usual this morning, when we come down here in the spring and fall we invariably get rained on at least a little bit.
That axiom is true yet again this morning.
The good news is that it looks like the front will be passing on through here at least in the next day and we can enjoy some more good weather like we had on Monday.
Little Missy the Turbo Pup went fishing TWICE yesterday and managed to give two big fish a good barking. We had to wash her face and front paws off after letting her nip at their slimy fins and tails before I pushed them off of the dock with my foot.
We also managed to keep her from falling or jumping off the dock in the process.
Today will be sort of a transition day trying to get further organized to do a little home improvement work around the place before heading to the beach on Friday if the weather holds up.
Hope everyone has at least half as good a week as I plan on having. I'm trying to make the most of this week because the opportunity to sit around here for a week five or six times a year is probably ending shortly for professional reasons.
Regards Y'all...
Thursday, September 15, 2011
Big HUGE Changes Are Coming
Stay Tuned To This Channel For More Information...
I have too much to do to spend any more time writing right now.
Talk to Y'all later I guess...wish me luck...
I have too much to do to spend any more time writing right now.
Talk to Y'all later I guess...wish me luck...
Monday, August 22, 2011
Doin' The Texas Tulsa Two Step
Busy Day Again Today...
Well Ladies and Gentlemen...I made it.
It was a LooOOOOnnnNNNNGGGG day beginning about 4 AM and just now finally ending at 11:30 CST.
I traveled in the air all morning and ran around the East side of town all afternoon and then had a really good dinner meeting.
All in all a successful day I think.
Now after a little sleep everything starts over at 9 AM, followed by a late afternoon return flight on Monday.
Regards Y'all...
Well Ladies and Gentlemen...I made it.
It was a LooOOOOnnnNNNNGGGG day beginning about 4 AM and just now finally ending at 11:30 CST.
I traveled in the air all morning and ran around the East side of town all afternoon and then had a really good dinner meeting.
All in all a successful day I think.
Now after a little sleep everything starts over at 9 AM, followed by a late afternoon return flight on Monday.
Regards Y'all...
