Apr 12, 2005
Views from a Singleton
As I sit at home alone--well not alone but if I acknowledge my feline roommates, I will be labeled a Cat Lady, and I am tired of that label--so as I sit home alone, I think I am bored. I think I am lonely. I think I am far too single. But it is funny how I can still be content like this. I can sit here quietly. I can dance around my livingroom. I can run my stairs. I can cook and leave the pot on the stove. I can leave my laundry in the dryer for days. It doesn't matter because I am not reporting to anyone. I can laugh out loud at my cats, I can curl up with them in the middle of the floor. There is no one to care. There is no one to think it's silly. That's nice. That me being me. I am a little messy. I am a little nutty. I love my cats. And when no one is around, even my shy little Brody loves me.
I am thoroughly torn on being single. I love it and hate it with a passion. I love the freedom. I hate that there is no one to share it with. I love the silliness and recklessness, I hate the hangovers. I love the excitement of someone new, I hate telling all my stories all over again. I wonder and worry whether I will always be alone. But then I think that could be ok.
I listen to my friends tell me I am a great catch that some guy will dearly appreciate. A girl who can cook and sew, play poker and darts, fix a computer, shotgun a beer, has a master's degree, bought a house on her own, and loves her friends with all her heart.
But silently to myself, I see a girl who is self-destructive in relationships. A girl who is a little pudgy around the middle despite her size 4 frame. A girl with too much attitude. Too many opinions. Breasts that are too small. A brain that never lets her stop talking. A girl who has to consciously try to listen to others. A girl too close to her family--too afraid of disappointing them. Too controlled by them.
I never know from one day to the next whether I will see the amazing person I can be or the strange, dorky one lurking just below the surface.
This is the life I lead. A jumble of goods and bads that keeps my self-esteem in check. Keeps my weight in check. Keeps my relationships in check. It's a life I think a lot of us lead. Torn between who we show to the world and who we only show to our own walls. I have no inspiring thoughts on this. I have no words of wisdom or any solutions. But it does seem to me that if we showed the world a little more of what our walls see, we might all feel a little better about ourselves. A little closer to those around us. A little happier.
posted by Ty @ 4/12/2005
Sticks and Stones
The name-calling is going a little far now...Lately, the Republican party has been thowing everything it can at anyone it dislikes, but to suggest the Supreme Court is even remotely like the KKK is unfreakingbelievable. And there is no way you can argue that he didn't mean to make that comparison...From Andrew Sullivan
NOW, THEY ARE THE KLAN: James Dobson, the religious figure who all but dictates Republican social policy, just referred to Supreme Court justices as the modern equivalent of the KKK. Yes, the GOP is getting even more extreme. Money quote from Dobson:
I heard a minister the other day talking about the great injustice and evil of the men in white robes, the Ku Klux Klan, that roamed the country in the South and they did great wrong to civil rights to and to morality and now we have black-robed men.The quote is around the 22 minute mark. Dobson then referred to the coming Supreme Court nomination battle as "World War Three."
posted by Ty @ 4/12/2005
Last Friday, we had a major mishap at work. I was in our R&D room working on a new paint finish when the power went out. Now we throw breakers with some regularity, so at first I wasn't concerned. Then I realized, this room was never one of the rooms affected by the breakers that usually get thrown. This was a real problem. I got my father/boss and we went check things out. As we walk toward the back of the warehouse, our employees are streaming outside and tell me in Spanish that Juan, the warehouse manager, had told them to go outside, but no one quite knew why. I rushed toward the oncoming crowd, ignoring my employees pleas to follow them and found a large cloud of smoke just outside of the building. Employees were coming through the smoke covering their mouths. This was not good.
It turned out the main electrical line to the building had exploded at the first junction box going into the building. This meant A LOT of electricity had been flowing through that point. Enough to easily kill someone. Luckily, it was on the outside of our concrete walled building and had just left a large explosion stain on the wall, and no power. Through quick thinking, two employees had gotten fire extinguisher and put the fire out, thank goodness. But what a mess.
All this happened around 1:30. We close at three on Fridays, so we wound up sending our employees home early, and waited for the electrical company, the fire department, the property management group, and an electrician.
After everyone had made their assessment, and everything was safe, the electricians started working and continued to do so until Sunday. We had generator power on Monday until almost two. But that was only in the warehouse. We were still without power in the office. I had no idea how much I need electricity to do my job!
The good news in all of this though, is that we did not have to pay for any of it. Our lease for the building states that the property company is responsible for the exterior of the building. We are responsible for the interior...They unhappily had to pay for the thousands of dollars in repairs!
We are now back up and running...I love electricity!
posted by Ty @ 4/12/2005