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Tuesday, March 29, 2016
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The Nature of Exploitation
A guy pissed me off at work today. He treated me like I was retarded.
That guy, I'll call him Larry, has the highest picking rate at Amazon Fresh, and of course, I'm jealous. (...I delude myself into thinking, if only my rate is fast enough, I'll have job security...)
However, Larry has no right to call me dumb for not knowing how to use the damage tool on the rf gun.
Frankly, I'd rather be homeless than take shit from a guy like Larry.
Fortunately, Larry is not my boss.
Though Roger, my young friend at Amazon, uses Larry as a mentor, and as a result, Roger has transformed into one of the fastest pickers there.
Unfortunately, Roger's ego is also becoming unmanageable. I keep telling Roger that picking at Amazon is not an education.
It's a form of exploitation.
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The machine turns,
The failure of the weak
Fuels
The muscle of the strong
Till the strong
Become the weak
And the cycle begins
Again
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But whatever..I'm just a little oversensitive at times.
That guy, I'll call him Larry, has the highest picking rate at Amazon Fresh, and of course, I'm jealous. (...I delude myself into thinking, if only my rate is fast enough, I'll have job security...)
However, Larry has no right to call me dumb for not knowing how to use the damage tool on the rf gun.
Frankly, I'd rather be homeless than take shit from a guy like Larry.
Fortunately, Larry is not my boss.
Though Roger, my young friend at Amazon, uses Larry as a mentor, and as a result, Roger has transformed into one of the fastest pickers there.
Unfortunately, Roger's ego is also becoming unmanageable. I keep telling Roger that picking at Amazon is not an education.
It's a form of exploitation.
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The machine turns,
The failure of the weak
Fuels
The muscle of the strong
Till the strong
Become the weak
And the cycle begins
Again
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But whatever..I'm just a little oversensitive at times.
Monday, March 28, 2016
Long Weekend, Long Week Ahead
I finally have a moment to write in this blog.
This morning (afternoon or whatever) was close to being catastrophic. I was inches away from getting into my first car crash. I was groggy and driving, and suddenly a car dived into my lane. There was no warning or anything, so I swerved while braking at the same time.
I thought about blaring my horn or giving the guy the finger, but the guy knows he fucked up... And nothing really happened ...so I'm happy.
I'm going to have to go to work in about an hour. I was too lazy this weekend to get my errands done, and so I'm getting everything done at the last minute. Right now, I'm anxiously waiting for my thermals to dry because it's horrible to work in a refrigerator without thermals. ...but they were just so dirty
This weekend was crazy, and this week is going to be intense.
Friday night, Sam, G and I went to a party. I was supposed to pick everyone up after work, but I arrived late because I lost track of time. We didn't end up at the party til after midnight. Sam was exhausted, but he is always willing to make sacrifices to socialize.
Our friend K turned out to be mysteriously wealthy. I didn't think she was poor, but we arrived at her place, and it turned out to be a goddamn mansion. When we opened the door to this mansion, streams of drunken beautiful women were dancing in the doorway.
My first thought was, 'do all these beautiful women have their own mansion?'
And then I felt guilty for being late to this party because G is a bachelor and this is obviously the kind of party you pick up a lady.
These lovely ladies were all especially fond of my bright pink coat, and whether it was bad or good, I seemed to have made an impression. I resisted taking off my coat and said it was because it was because someone might steal it.... But really I felt more awkward not wearing a bra.
I took my jacket off, and then the party started. ..
6 shots of fireball later, Sam drove me & G home. I recall some interesting and embarrassing conversations ..and then, I recall bed,.Sam says I was so drunk, I had trouble navigating the stairs. Poor Sam, I must have been a pain.
Anyways, of course I woke up with a hang over, and since all I ate before this party was a bowl of Marconi, my hangover was intense. Though 6 shots of fireball, it should have been worse.
I left my jacket at the party. I was told to pick it up from the mansion, but when I got there, there was nobody there. The lights were dark, and I could see my jacket in the window. The door creaked opened when I got near, and I quickly ran in for it, ..Luckily, I wasn't arrested.
So, I slept it off and started projecting on pysanka, a Ukrainian egg dyeing process. This whole process deserves its own blog post, but right now, I'm out of time. Hopefully, I'll get to it later. (It took me 4 hours to do one freakin egg!)
This morning (afternoon or whatever) was close to being catastrophic. I was inches away from getting into my first car crash. I was groggy and driving, and suddenly a car dived into my lane. There was no warning or anything, so I swerved while braking at the same time.
I thought about blaring my horn or giving the guy the finger, but the guy knows he fucked up... And nothing really happened ...so I'm happy.
I'm going to have to go to work in about an hour. I was too lazy this weekend to get my errands done, and so I'm getting everything done at the last minute. Right now, I'm anxiously waiting for my thermals to dry because it's horrible to work in a refrigerator without thermals. ...but they were just so dirty
This weekend was crazy, and this week is going to be intense.
Friday night, Sam, G and I went to a party. I was supposed to pick everyone up after work, but I arrived late because I lost track of time. We didn't end up at the party til after midnight. Sam was exhausted, but he is always willing to make sacrifices to socialize.
Our friend K turned out to be mysteriously wealthy. I didn't think she was poor, but we arrived at her place, and it turned out to be a goddamn mansion. When we opened the door to this mansion, streams of drunken beautiful women were dancing in the doorway.
My first thought was, 'do all these beautiful women have their own mansion?'
And then I felt guilty for being late to this party because G is a bachelor and this is obviously the kind of party you pick up a lady.
These lovely ladies were all especially fond of my bright pink coat, and whether it was bad or good, I seemed to have made an impression. I resisted taking off my coat and said it was because it was because someone might steal it.... But really I felt more awkward not wearing a bra.
I took my jacket off, and then the party started. ..
6 shots of fireball later, Sam drove me & G home. I recall some interesting and embarrassing conversations ..and then, I recall bed,.Sam says I was so drunk, I had trouble navigating the stairs. Poor Sam, I must have been a pain.
Anyways, of course I woke up with a hang over, and since all I ate before this party was a bowl of Marconi, my hangover was intense. Though 6 shots of fireball, it should have been worse.
I left my jacket at the party. I was told to pick it up from the mansion, but when I got there, there was nobody there. The lights were dark, and I could see my jacket in the window. The door creaked opened when I got near, and I quickly ran in for it, ..Luckily, I wasn't arrested.
So, I slept it off and started projecting on pysanka, a Ukrainian egg dyeing process. This whole process deserves its own blog post, but right now, I'm out of time. Hopefully, I'll get to it later. (It took me 4 hours to do one freakin egg!)
The rest of the week is going to be crazy. Thursday, during the day, I'm traveling with Sam for a tax appointment. I know I don't owe the government much because my total income for the year was below the poverty line. However, due to the Fire last year, I had to sell some complicated things that I don't have proper documentation for...So I'm going to go to a tax adviser and see if he the adviser flips out from stress...because I so desperately want to follow the law, but the law is complicated and outlandish..
On Friday, I'm going to a Intro to Rock Climbing course with the Mountaineers. (Fuck, I owe them money too).. I'm not prepared physically, financially or emotionally for this class..but since I'm already registered, I better just try it out anyway.
It might truly be awful. Or maybe by some small miracle, it will be fantastic.
no awful...definitely
awful.
Waiting for Tomorrow
I hope everyone had a good Easter weekend! I know I did.
I have so much to write and not much time to do it.
Since I'm tired, and I always seem to be tired nowadays, I'm going to bed and writing in this blog tomorrow. If you want to live and get done what you want, live for today and don't wait for tomorrow.
But here I am waiting for tomorrow.
..waiting for tomorrow..
I have so much to write and not much time to do it.
Since I'm tired, and I always seem to be tired nowadays, I'm going to bed and writing in this blog tomorrow. If you want to live and get done what you want, live for today and don't wait for tomorrow.
But here I am waiting for tomorrow.
..waiting for tomorrow..
Sunday, March 27, 2016
Saturday, March 26, 2016
Cool Concept for a Game
This Game Looks IncredibleI don't know what this game is, but all I know is I want to play it...Credit: Bola Amarela
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Friday, March 25, 2016
The unique disadvantage older women face in the workforce
The unique disadvantage older women face in the workforce: It’s important for older women seeking employment to understand the particular challenges they face in the labor market.
The Splendor of good friends and free expressions
I just finished my slave shift at the Amazon Fresh plantation.It was a brutal night, but I thought it was going to be worse. My picking rate is not where it should be, but somehow, I'm 130 percent of the learning curve. I think I'd pay money to see what formulas the Amazon's AI is using.
I ended my day awkwardly by picking the wrong zone. Since I can't stop the machine from making me do things, I just had to pick the zone until it was done. It was stupid, stupid, stupid, and I had blindly follow it - with a high rate!
Anyways, it's Friday and over. I survived another week. I hope next week, they teach me how to pick in the freezer because I want to suit up in those special freezer outfits and try it out ...
Anyways, this is for free expression.
Fuck Amazon!! (Though I like it well enough, I might try to buy stock in it...tsk tsk tsk-shame on me)
I didn't sleep much. I ended up hanging out with Nate and Sam. To my surprise, while hanging out, the board game splendor appeared. It was fun, but I was a little too groggy to understand the rules very well... Hanging out was a treat, I think I will invite Nate to read this blog.
It's only 5:00am, but I'm feeling tired (work let me out early). I'm not sure where to sleep. I think I'll sleep next to Sam and then migrate when the sun rises.
I ended my day awkwardly by picking the wrong zone. Since I can't stop the machine from making me do things, I just had to pick the zone until it was done. It was stupid, stupid, stupid, and I had blindly follow it - with a high rate!
Anyways, it's Friday and over. I survived another week. I hope next week, they teach me how to pick in the freezer because I want to suit up in those special freezer outfits and try it out ...
Anyways, this is for free expression.
Fuck Amazon!! (Though I like it well enough, I might try to buy stock in it...tsk tsk tsk-shame on me)
I didn't sleep much. I ended up hanging out with Nate and Sam. To my surprise, while hanging out, the board game splendor appeared. It was fun, but I was a little too groggy to understand the rules very well... Hanging out was a treat, I think I will invite Nate to read this blog.
It's only 5:00am, but I'm feeling tired (work let me out early). I'm not sure where to sleep. I think I'll sleep next to Sam and then migrate when the sun rises.
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Thursday, March 24, 2016
Decisions and Paths
What?!! Mat's is not going to be put on day shift? That means I won't be alone this weekend, and I won't need to read 5 books to pass the time. Hurray!!! ( Earlier today, I watched Zootopia with Sam, and it was a blast. It brightened up my soul, and I desperately want more time with Sam. I hope Sam had a ton of fun at D&D last night, tonight, today..whatever.)
Also, I learned that my friend Nate is going to Spain.Yay!!
I'm so happy that he has decided to live a purposeful life as a bum. I don't think there are many things more spiritual or sacred than that. As a whole, I admire bums and some of them seem to be the American incarnation of monks. So I'm excited for him and hope that he gets the type of self discovery and transformation that he seeks.
That said, I'm thinking about inviting Nate to read this blog. I'm uncertain if this is the right move because it's awkward. I share far too much information on this blog, but it helps me to keep going. I certainly don't want the information on this site to leak. The best way to prevent leaks is to not talk at all, but I just can't live without some form of expression and reflection.
Do you think he'd feel uncomfortable being invited to read this blog? He has a very therapeutic personality, and I'm worried that I bother him too much....I dunno, I'll think about it. ...make a decision tomorrow..
http://blogs.evergreen.edu/camino-hownat07/
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Also, I learned that my friend Nate is going to Spain.Yay!!
I'm so happy that he has decided to live a purposeful life as a bum. I don't think there are many things more spiritual or sacred than that. As a whole, I admire bums and some of them seem to be the American incarnation of monks. So I'm excited for him and hope that he gets the type of self discovery and transformation that he seeks.
That said, I'm thinking about inviting Nate to read this blog. I'm uncertain if this is the right move because it's awkward. I share far too much information on this blog, but it helps me to keep going. I certainly don't want the information on this site to leak. The best way to prevent leaks is to not talk at all, but I just can't live without some form of expression and reflection.
Do you think he'd feel uncomfortable being invited to read this blog? He has a very therapeutic personality, and I'm worried that I bother him too much....I dunno, I'll think about it. ...make a decision tomorrow..
http://blogs.evergreen.edu/camino-hownat07/
Wednesday, March 23, 2016
The Tears of Being Inferior
Horrid mobilizations may be a fact of life... like flossing...I just don't know. I can't seem to make any sort of structure out of taking care of myself, so I just followed what was on this blog. https://rhvillegas.wordpress.com/exercises/
Lately at home, I've been crying a lot. It may be the lack of social interaction and the eternal darkness of the night shift. Though I don't know, I'm kinda worried that I may be getting fatter. There is absolutely no objective way for me to tell.
I haven't weighed myself in a very long time. I don't let myself weigh myself because I just obsess over the numbers, and I can't really change it.
I'm thinking about using the Archimedes principle of water to indirectly weigh myself in the bathtub. I'd get a sense of difference of my weight but wouldn't calculate the whole equation. My other method was to take a digital scale, and write a program for it to read the numbers and tell me if the numbers are getting bigger or smaller.
So far, I think that the bathtube is probably the easiest to implement, without getting data that I'd know anything about.
Roger at work. The young 21 year old guy with a Hispanic background, who has lived half of his life in mexico and the other half in a trailer park. He says he is smart, and I think he's right. It's too bad he see's Amazon as his only opportunity for the future. I want to show him he has more potential, by collecting fliers of opportunities for him and giving him a gift-card to the bookstore. I also selfishly want to give him the book upsting sinclairs The Jungle, but that's mostly because I'm jealous of his higher picking rate.
I haven't weighed myself in a very long time. I don't let myself weigh myself because I just obsess over the numbers, and I can't really change it.
I'm thinking about using the Archimedes principle of water to indirectly weigh myself in the bathtub. I'd get a sense of difference of my weight but wouldn't calculate the whole equation. My other method was to take a digital scale, and write a program for it to read the numbers and tell me if the numbers are getting bigger or smaller.
So far, I think that the bathtube is probably the easiest to implement, without getting data that I'd know anything about.
Roger at work. The young 21 year old guy with a Hispanic background, who has lived half of his life in mexico and the other half in a trailer park. He says he is smart, and I think he's right. It's too bad he see's Amazon as his only opportunity for the future. I want to show him he has more potential, by collecting fliers of opportunities for him and giving him a gift-card to the bookstore. I also selfishly want to give him the book upsting sinclairs The Jungle, but that's mostly because I'm jealous of his higher picking rate.
amazing body painting <3By: Kay Pike (Designer/ Model)
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Latinos Don't Do Basic Snacks: Street DogsHands down the best drunk food.
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Tuesday, March 22, 2016
Mobilizations for self-care
Tried to do mobilizations from this blog for ankle...some things worked, some things didn't
I don't know, it's bed time.
http://manbicep.com/2013/06/26/ankle-mobility-move-better-feel-better-perform-better/
I don't know, it's bed time.
http://manbicep.com/2013/06/26/ankle-mobility-move-better-feel-better-perform-better/
Monday, March 21, 2016
String Easter Eggs
http://www.instructables.com/id/String-Easter-Eggs/
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I lust for stories
My life is not about me or how awful I look, my life is about stories, collecting stories and then retelling them. Hopefully gaining greater insight into the universe as a whole.
Lakes Cave
I feel so tired. I went caving and stayed awake during the day, and now, I'm exhausted.
I went, with the Cascade Grotto, to Lakes Cave in Washington. It was an easy cave, but it was also very beautiful, with a gorgeous stream flowing through it.
I was mortified that in the morning, I forgot my helmet and headlamp. Luckily, I was able to borrow these things from someone else. I carpooled with three other people, and on the way back, I just slept the whole way. I hope I didn't snore too badly.
When I got back to my car, I saw that in the Park & Ride Parking lot, I had managed to park my car out of the parking lines, like an asshole, and then I saw that one of my car tires was almost flat. Looking at my car in the parking lot, my car looked gross next to all the other nice cars. It was obvious my car was giant moving trash can adorned with lichen formations.
Gosh, I really should clean that thing. I think a whole ecosystem is forming inside of it. Anyways, my point is that I'm a hot mess. I should be grocery shopping for next week, but I feel soo tired. I just want to stare mindlessly at white walls.
This weekend, I've been reading an insane amount. I've almost read a whole book every night.
My knees feel awkward, and I'm becoming extremely resistant to wearing bras. In the cave, there were some interesting lifeforms that I want to know more about.
There are these weird blobs that are either bacterial, fungal or lichen. I also saw organic matter that looked like moth's wings with white balls attached to them, and in the walls, it looked like there was
larvae growing inside the cave. For lava tubes, I really want to know more about the formation of lava tubes because the idea of lava cooling - that shit is cool.
I went, with the Cascade Grotto, to Lakes Cave in Washington. It was an easy cave, but it was also very beautiful, with a gorgeous stream flowing through it.
I was mortified that in the morning, I forgot my helmet and headlamp. Luckily, I was able to borrow these things from someone else. I carpooled with three other people, and on the way back, I just slept the whole way. I hope I didn't snore too badly.
When I got back to my car, I saw that in the Park & Ride Parking lot, I had managed to park my car out of the parking lines, like an asshole, and then I saw that one of my car tires was almost flat. Looking at my car in the parking lot, my car looked gross next to all the other nice cars. It was obvious my car was giant moving trash can adorned with lichen formations.
Gosh, I really should clean that thing. I think a whole ecosystem is forming inside of it. Anyways, my point is that I'm a hot mess. I should be grocery shopping for next week, but I feel soo tired. I just want to stare mindlessly at white walls.
This weekend, I've been reading an insane amount. I've almost read a whole book every night.
My knees feel awkward, and I'm becoming extremely resistant to wearing bras. In the cave, there were some interesting lifeforms that I want to know more about.
There are these weird blobs that are either bacterial, fungal or lichen. I also saw organic matter that looked like moth's wings with white balls attached to them, and in the walls, it looked like there was
larvae growing inside the cave. For lava tubes, I really want to know more about the formation of lava tubes because the idea of lava cooling - that shit is cool.
Sunday, March 20, 2016
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Tuesday, March 15, 2016
Damn
Instead of sleeping, I've been crying. I could have been eating ramen with Sam, but instead, I've been crying for hours and can't seem to stop.
Fuck this job.
If I don't get fired, I'm thinking of leaving next week. It'd be nice to get 3 more days of pay, and on Saturday, I'll go to a fireworks class.
On Sunday, I'll go caving. (I don't have a caving suit anymore, but I'll put something together. )
On Monday, I'm fired for not showing up.
Fuck this job.
If I don't get fired, I'm thinking of leaving next week. It'd be nice to get 3 more days of pay, and on Saturday, I'll go to a fireworks class.
On Sunday, I'll go caving. (I don't have a caving suit anymore, but I'll put something together. )
On Monday, I'm fired for not showing up.
Picks Per Hour
1st qtr 137pph
2nd qrt 102pph
3rd quarter 103 pph
114pph (known average for the day)
Tote organization needs work...
Holy mother of god...
Fuck my life. ....
Sam came in 3rd at the pie eating competition. I talked to him in his sleep. I don't know if he remembers the conversations.
2nd qrt 102pph
3rd quarter 103 pph
114pph (known average for the day)
Tote organization needs work...
Holy mother of god...
Fuck my life. ....
Sam came in 3rd at the pie eating competition. I talked to him in his sleep. I don't know if he remembers the conversations.
Monday, March 14, 2016
Salsa was a Shit Show
This week, Salsa was a shit show. After the first dance, which was the cha cha cha, my lower right leg hurt with an intense pain.
I had to sit in a dark corner and massage my leg for an hour or so. People asked me if I wanted to dance, and I had to refuse them because my leg hurt so much. When I finally did feel ok to dance. My feet were clumsy, and I felt self-conscious about my moves.
I looked longingly at all the beautiful women, who can dance all night in heels.
As for me, I came in flat sneakers. In the past, I tried coming in heels, but then my lower legs hurt so much by the end of the night that I'm limp my way out the door. (One night, some guy tried to hassle me, and I did everything in my power not to limp away because I didn't want to expose that I was weak. After that night, I have never worn heels again.)
When I felt better, nobody wanted to dance with me anymore, and I went about asking men who I had refused earlier if they wanted to dance.
One of the men, by this time, was drunk. You could tell he was a good dancer, but occasionally I had to brace him from falling over. The whole time I was dancing with him, I was thinking "don't dance and drink". Several times, this guy moved his head as if he was going to kiss me. Each time, I evaded him. I don't come to these dances for that kind of contact. All I want is to dance, and when the dance is over, I want these guys to continue on with their lives. I know these guys go prowling for ladies to take home, and in a sense, I'm no different, I want to dance. At the end of the dance, our relationship is done. Maybe we will dance again. Maybe we won't. I don't care.
At the end of the night, I want to meet up with Sam, hear about his day and then either have an intimate encounter or watch twilight zone. At least we will roll around naked, being silly.
That's how I want my night to go. I don't want to play with some stranger who smells like booze and probably has a personality that makes you want to vomit. That's just not my idea of a good time.
I had to sit in a dark corner and massage my leg for an hour or so. People asked me if I wanted to dance, and I had to refuse them because my leg hurt so much. When I finally did feel ok to dance. My feet were clumsy, and I felt self-conscious about my moves.
I looked longingly at all the beautiful women, who can dance all night in heels.
As for me, I came in flat sneakers. In the past, I tried coming in heels, but then my lower legs hurt so much by the end of the night that I'm limp my way out the door. (One night, some guy tried to hassle me, and I did everything in my power not to limp away because I didn't want to expose that I was weak. After that night, I have never worn heels again.)
When I felt better, nobody wanted to dance with me anymore, and I went about asking men who I had refused earlier if they wanted to dance.
One of the men, by this time, was drunk. You could tell he was a good dancer, but occasionally I had to brace him from falling over. The whole time I was dancing with him, I was thinking "don't dance and drink". Several times, this guy moved his head as if he was going to kiss me. Each time, I evaded him. I don't come to these dances for that kind of contact. All I want is to dance, and when the dance is over, I want these guys to continue on with their lives. I know these guys go prowling for ladies to take home, and in a sense, I'm no different, I want to dance. At the end of the dance, our relationship is done. Maybe we will dance again. Maybe we won't. I don't care.
At the end of the night, I want to meet up with Sam, hear about his day and then either have an intimate encounter or watch twilight zone. At least we will roll around naked, being silly.
That's how I want my night to go. I don't want to play with some stranger who smells like booze and probably has a personality that makes you want to vomit. That's just not my idea of a good time.
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(Art by Corey Back Barksdale http://www.coreybarksdale.com/)
Sunday, March 13, 2016
A Dream
This is a dream that I had...
Craig, my old Caffe Med boss, wants me to set up HVAC for a random shop we are opening together. He tries to run for president but gets too distracted by his HVAC system . We end up hiking miles with RTU units strapped to our backs.
Something in the dream upsets me, and I end up driving around. I end up at a Japanese graveyard. There is a separate graveyard for the men , a graveyard for the women and a graveyard for the children. Unhappy faces are painted on black ink on brown paper and blow in the wind like flags over the graves. The two adult graveyard has single visitor in the process of mourning. Their back is facing me, and I can't see their faces..
I get out of my car to explore ( my car for some reason is a Cadillac), and as I walk around, a golden retriever dog trots over to me. Outwardly the dog is not scary, but it strikes me as a malicious spirit, and so I run away from it. As I run, I grad the attention of other animals, a bear and a cow, and they begin chasing me as well.
I get back into my car and start driving. I'm driving so fast that I'm not paying attention to where I'm going and end up on freeway 11 or 8. The freeway shoots straight up into the sky and takes a lot of gas. I discover that the freeway connects to the 1-5 but only at the top. But to get on the I-5, you have to walk a passageway.
The passageway is crowded with tons of people, pushing me along and going their own direction. I realize that once I get on the passageway, that it's going to be hard to go my back and try to turn around, but then, I don't feel like it anymore. I just continue forward, hoping to connect with friends and family. When we descend down near the I-5, I end up some place that looks like a subway station, and in an underground station, I look at all the gift shops....and I guess, that's all I remember of my dream.
Craig, my old Caffe Med boss, wants me to set up HVAC for a random shop we are opening together. He tries to run for president but gets too distracted by his HVAC system . We end up hiking miles with RTU units strapped to our backs.
Something in the dream upsets me, and I end up driving around. I end up at a Japanese graveyard. There is a separate graveyard for the men , a graveyard for the women and a graveyard for the children. Unhappy faces are painted on black ink on brown paper and blow in the wind like flags over the graves. The two adult graveyard has single visitor in the process of mourning. Their back is facing me, and I can't see their faces..
I get out of my car to explore ( my car for some reason is a Cadillac), and as I walk around, a golden retriever dog trots over to me. Outwardly the dog is not scary, but it strikes me as a malicious spirit, and so I run away from it. As I run, I grad the attention of other animals, a bear and a cow, and they begin chasing me as well.
I get back into my car and start driving. I'm driving so fast that I'm not paying attention to where I'm going and end up on freeway 11 or 8. The freeway shoots straight up into the sky and takes a lot of gas. I discover that the freeway connects to the 1-5 but only at the top. But to get on the I-5, you have to walk a passageway.
The passageway is crowded with tons of people, pushing me along and going their own direction. I realize that once I get on the passageway, that it's going to be hard to go my back and try to turn around, but then, I don't feel like it anymore. I just continue forward, hoping to connect with friends and family. When we descend down near the I-5, I end up some place that looks like a subway station, and in an underground station, I look at all the gift shops....and I guess, that's all I remember of my dream.
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Song -I don't look good naked anymore
I don't look good naked anymore
One of my Favorite Songs hahahahahah
Posted by Piss Myself Laughing on Monday, January 18, 2016
Vertical Caving Practice at the Grotto
I wish I went to the Vertical Climbing practice at the Grotto. It's a yearly event, and I missed it this year because I don't have the gear. Also, vertical caving really freaks me out.
First Laser Rust Remover
World's First Laser Rust Remover!Like ViralMega - ViralMega.comCredit: Don Crane
Posted by ViralMega on Friday, March 11, 2016
Saturday, March 12, 2016
Daylight Saving Time: Why Does It Exist? (It’s Not for Farming- Nytimes
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http://nyti.ms/1Ulz36m
Basil Smith and Gypsy Caravans
Basil Smith and his Gypsy Caravans
WATCH: Basil Smith makes Gypsy caravans. He makes everything by hand using recycled materials.Hiding in the backyard of Margate in Tasmania are three of Basil's colourful creations.
Posted by 936 ABC Hobart on Monday, March 7, 2016
Friday, March 11, 2016
Pacxon Game
image source= http://www.pacxon.net/artwork/pacxon3.jpg
www.andkon.com/arcade/obstacles/pacxon
Khmer
I listened to this, while drinking three beers and playing video games. The shit that happened to these guys and the role the US gov played is fucked.
The Ultimate Clicker Squad
lashgames.monstersandcritics.com/the-ultimate-clicker-squad
This is a boring game but addictive.
Scientists create highly transparent solar cells for windows that generate electricity
image source= http://cdn.phys.org/newman/csz/news/800/2012/6-scientistscr.jpg
phys.org/news/2012-07-scientists-highly-transparent-solar-cells.html
The Sneaky Life of the World’s Most Mysterious Plant
The Sneaky Life of the World’s Most Mysterious Plant: It looks so ordinary, this vine. But it’s not.
Some things you need to know for life in the great outdoors
Some things you need to know for life in the great outdoors: Imgur: The most awesome images on the Internet.
Thursday, March 10, 2016
AI and The Bra
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My rate went up! I keep wanting to think for myself, but the amazon AI overlord won't let me.
God, I want job security.
I can't decided if I love or hate working at this place.
It's grueling. I'm constantly freaked out their going to fire me, but then, I love not wearing a bra.
It feels so awesome.
Wednesday, March 9, 2016
The Amazon AI
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I've been informed that by the end of the week, my rate needs to be 110 picks per hour, and by next week, it needs to be 130 picks per hour.
That just seems impossible.
I know it's not, but Amazon has already hired the people to replace me. The guy I was carpooling with got fired. And roger, who has always been better than me, is stressed. It's weird and frustrating.
I keep daydreaming that the Amazon AI is going crazy, and instead of firing people when you can't make rate, it literally just fires people. Those people disappearing are not fired, they're dead. ...Anyways daydreams, what can you do?
Anyways, I've been told by several bosses that I have anxiety issues, maybe I should seek help.
Tuesday, March 8, 2016
How mom is empowering disabled people
How One Mom is Empowering the Differently-Abled Community
This mom is making it easier for children with various disabilities to get dressed every morning.
Posted by The Huffington Post on Tuesday, March 8, 2016
9GAG - Meet Our new masters
website= http://9gag.com/trending
image source = http://img-9gag-fun.9cache.com/photo/aVPKmqn_460s.jpg
Meet our new masters! Before work, this is so funny and kinda scary.
DIY magnet Poster Frame
Display all your art in a simplistic way with a DIY Magnet Poster Frame! skl.sh/magnet-frame
Posted by Skillshare on Tuesday, February 23, 2016
Monday, March 7, 2016
Notes for Ch 3 of Fundamentals of Motor Control: Mechanically and Automatically Operated Devices
3-1 Mechanically Operated Input Devices
Mechanically operated input devices are opened and closed by the physical contact between a moving part in an industrial process, sometimes called a trip dog and is actuator of device.
Limit switches are mechanical devices that are activated by physical contact with moving object. The limit switch is composed of three basic components- a body, an operator and an actuator. They are used for such things, in industrial setting, as setting travel limits for machine parts, starting and stopping production sequences, detecting moving objects, monitoring an objects position, and numerous safety conditions. (For example in Hvac controls, you have a low limit and a high limit, both a triggered by lows and highs in pressure)
Body of Limit Switch- Every Limit Switch has a nameplate, which indicates the switch's contact configuration, standards and testing organizations for the switch is in compliance with. Your'll see SPDT (Single Pole Double Throw) or DPDT (double pole double throw) or etc at the contact configuration part. The NO contact is across one set of terminals and the NC is across another set of terminals. The NC usually has double break contacts.
The Operator Head seem to be of two types - the plunger type and the roller lever type/
Limit Switches rely on external pressure or movement against the actuator to open or close the contacts inside the body.
When installing a limit switch, there are two essential things to keep in mind. The limit switches range of motion must not be infringed upon and must meet the manufacturers requirements. Second, the correct mounting and placement is critical for performance.
(image source =http://www.standardelectricsupply.com/productimages/PIC_09008926808b5e2b.jpg)
Trip Dogs- The cams designed to move limit switch operation is called trip dogs. The rip dogs unique shape provided proper limit switch lever rotation and plunger//rod depression.
Positive switches are actuated when additional pressure is added to the system.
Vacuum switches function when gas or air is removed from the system/
Differential pressure switches, measures the difference of pressure from two pressure sources
Pressure switches use different sensing devices to detect pressure. Most common sensing devices are diaphragm, bellows and piston.
Diaphragm used for low pressure applications
bellows for medium
piston for high pressure applications.
Mechanically operated input devices are opened and closed by the physical contact between a moving part in an industrial process, sometimes called a trip dog and is actuator of device.
Limit switches are mechanical devices that are activated by physical contact with moving object. The limit switch is composed of three basic components- a body, an operator and an actuator. They are used for such things, in industrial setting, as setting travel limits for machine parts, starting and stopping production sequences, detecting moving objects, monitoring an objects position, and numerous safety conditions. (For example in Hvac controls, you have a low limit and a high limit, both a triggered by lows and highs in pressure)
Body of Limit Switch- Every Limit Switch has a nameplate, which indicates the switch's contact configuration, standards and testing organizations for the switch is in compliance with. Your'll see SPDT (Single Pole Double Throw) or DPDT (double pole double throw) or etc at the contact configuration part. The NO contact is across one set of terminals and the NC is across another set of terminals. The NC usually has double break contacts.
The Operator Head seem to be of two types - the plunger type and the roller lever type/
Limit Switches rely on external pressure or movement against the actuator to open or close the contacts inside the body.
When installing a limit switch, there are two essential things to keep in mind. The limit switches range of motion must not be infringed upon and must meet the manufacturers requirements. Second, the correct mounting and placement is critical for performance.
(image source =http://www.standardelectricsupply.com/productimages/PIC_09008926808b5e2b.jpg)
Trip Dogs- The cams designed to move limit switch operation is called trip dogs. The rip dogs unique shape provided proper limit switch lever rotation and plunger//rod depression.
(image source =http://www.annpurnaelectricals.com/images/jaibalaji/Limit-Switch-Series.jpg)
Miniature Switches or Micro Switches are a subclass of limit switches that have similar physical and electrical characteristics. Theses switches are sometimes mounted in larger switches to cause the switching action.
(image source=https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/f/f8/Microswitch.jpg)
Miniature switches have fast switching action and are often called fast action switches. Miniature swiches are often used in equipment enclosures to detect open panel doors, missing equipment guards or things like that.
3-2 Automatically Operated Input Devices
Automatically Operated Input Devices - are triggered by a change in a process parameter. Process parameters include liquid level, pressure, fluid flow and material temperature. In general, these devices are either discrete or analog type. The set points for the discrete type are specific process parameter values. The analog type produces a continuously changing electrical output that is proportional to the parameter measurement.
Flow Switches- automatically or process actuated flow switches detect a change in a pipe's liquid flor or a duct's gas flow. Flow switches are used in such things as boilers, cooling lines air compressors and fluid pumps.
(image source = http://www.lamons.com/public/images/products/flow-switch.jpg)
Level Switches/ float switches- are discrete switches used for the control of a liquid or granular material levels in tanks.
Pressure switches- change state of contact based on pressure applied to the device by air, water = or another fluid. There are three main categories of pressure devices: Positive pressure, vacuum (negative pressure) and differential pressure. Most of these devices work on two principles.
1) a gas is compressible so a gas at a higher pressure occupies less volume than the same gas at a lower pressure.
2) Principle two states that liquids are not compressible and therefore transfer pressure that are applied on them.
Positive switches are actuated when additional pressure is added to the system.
Vacuum switches function when gas or air is removed from the system/
Differential pressure switches, measures the difference of pressure from two pressure sources
Pressure switches use different sensing devices to detect pressure. Most common sensing devices are diaphragm, bellows and piston.
Diaphragm used for low pressure applications
bellows for medium
piston for high pressure applications.
(image source= http://www.sensorsmag.com/files/sensor/nodes/2003/969/fig4.gif)
Deadband/ Neutral zone- is an area within a signal range where no action occurs (the system is dead)
Deadband prevents hunting. Hunting is the repeated oscillation or repeated activation -deactivation cycles. Hunting happens when small parameter changes make device turn on and off.
Temperature Switches- use a temperature sensing device to ecumenically change electrical contacts. They are used in fire alarm systems Hvac and several process control systems. 3 frequently used mechanical sensing devices are bimetallic strip, capillary tube and direct immersion probe (sexy)
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3-3 Troubleshooting
It's important, but I don't know of a good way to cohesively sum it up. Maybe I'll talk more on this next time.
Stay Awake
It's 1:20am now. I have to stay up till 6am because my work schedule is from 6:30pm to 6:00am. Ok and go!
One Woman is Using Her Hijab to Create Gorgeous Disney Characters
Instagram user Queen of Luna is an incredible makeup artist, and she's proudly using her hijab to create gorgeous Disney characters.
Posted by PopSugar Celebrity on Tuesday, March 1, 2016
Sunday, March 6, 2016
Laundry Folding Helper.SO COOL! Put those kids to work!
Posted by Healthy and Natural House on Friday, February 12, 2016
Full Metal Alchemist by Jody Steel - A Timelapse DrawingThis used to be my favorite show growing up! I've gotten a few requests for it lately, so here it is! Edward's automail. Any suggestions for another timelapse?
Posted by Jody Steel on Saturday, March 5, 2016
It Was a Good Birthday
I had a wonderful birthday. No party, but it was great day. Plus, it ended with the most satisfying sex I've had in years.
Apparently, no bra, salsa and a little beer is the perfect combo to a good time. I needed it, and I know Sam needed it.
So, it all ended well.
Though, I still daydream about having a pinata party. A party, where everyone makes their own pinata, and then we go out and spend the day bashing our creations.
Apparently, no bra, salsa and a little beer is the perfect combo to a good time. I needed it, and I know Sam needed it.
So, it all ended well.
Though, I still daydream about having a pinata party. A party, where everyone makes their own pinata, and then we go out and spend the day bashing our creations.
(image source = https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/9/91/Pi%C3%B1atas_tabasque%C3%B1as.jpg)
Saturday, March 5, 2016
Store Clerk Fights Off Armed Robber With Her Bare Hands
This store clerk fought off an armed robber with her bare hands
Posted by NowThis on Friday, March 4, 2016
Birthday Girl
It's my Birthday today! I'm not telling anyone how old I am because it can only be used against me.
I'm drunk, and I'm happy for my household...and I'm rethinking about how I live my life.
Some time ago, I thought birthdays were stupid, and now, I'm wishing that everyone would wish me a happy birthday. ...It's so hypocritical.
When did I turn so sour towards birthdays?
I guess it's when I started giving money away.
Years ago, I offered to make a cake for Slyvia's birthday party, but she didn't really want that from me. Instead, she wanted me to pay for her party, and so I did. In the end, it made me feel used.
When Roo had a party many years ago, Char begged me for $200 for a game system and a party bill. It was fine, but afterwards, I felt unloved.
Every year, I avoid celebrating my own birthday because I'm afraid of paying for someone else's. I hate this system of treating people like queens and/or kings on their birthday. It just makes everyone else feel responsible for their happiness...or at least I feel the pressure of responsibility on my shoulders.
I just want to do nice things when I feel like it and not be forced into it. In the past, birthday's have felt like a forced thing. Somebody's birthday happens, and since nobody can pay for it, I'm stuck with the bill.
For me, the best birthday gifts are sentimental. Many years ago, Ziem wrote me a poem. Megan gave me a cupcake. My dad bought me that ridiculously stupid video game of cats. Mat bought me a compressor for Valentines day. Sam got me a ring of ridiculous value that is not practical for anything but a wedding. ..
I don't know, it might be that I'm sappy but I love when somebody makes something for me. I can't buy it, and it means so much more.
But this year, I'm lonely. I want people to love me with a needy desperation. I don't deserve it, but I still want people to love me for being who I am.
So, I'm rethinking how I view birthday's.
Maybe I'll make cards for everyone.
I'm drunk, and I'm happy for my household...and I'm rethinking about how I live my life.
Some time ago, I thought birthdays were stupid, and now, I'm wishing that everyone would wish me a happy birthday. ...It's so hypocritical.
When did I turn so sour towards birthdays?
I guess it's when I started giving money away.
Years ago, I offered to make a cake for Slyvia's birthday party, but she didn't really want that from me. Instead, she wanted me to pay for her party, and so I did. In the end, it made me feel used.
When Roo had a party many years ago, Char begged me for $200 for a game system and a party bill. It was fine, but afterwards, I felt unloved.
Every year, I avoid celebrating my own birthday because I'm afraid of paying for someone else's. I hate this system of treating people like queens and/or kings on their birthday. It just makes everyone else feel responsible for their happiness...or at least I feel the pressure of responsibility on my shoulders.
I just want to do nice things when I feel like it and not be forced into it. In the past, birthday's have felt like a forced thing. Somebody's birthday happens, and since nobody can pay for it, I'm stuck with the bill.
For me, the best birthday gifts are sentimental. Many years ago, Ziem wrote me a poem. Megan gave me a cupcake. My dad bought me that ridiculously stupid video game of cats. Mat bought me a compressor for Valentines day. Sam got me a ring of ridiculous value that is not practical for anything but a wedding. ..
I don't know, it might be that I'm sappy but I love when somebody makes something for me. I can't buy it, and it means so much more.
But this year, I'm lonely. I want people to love me with a needy desperation. I don't deserve it, but I still want people to love me for being who I am.
So, I'm rethinking how I view birthday's.
Maybe I'll make cards for everyone.
Friday, March 4, 2016
Thursday, March 3, 2016
Different kinds of Multiplication:குழந்தைகளுக்கான எளிய முறை பெருக்கல்கள்.Thanx #Rubi_Teacher
Posted by Chennai Dreams on Friday, February 26, 2016
Utopia or err ..something
For my birthday, Sam is sitting through a 3 hour lecture on snow camping. I want to go, but I can't without risking my new job. ...Damn.
I love Sam. That poor man got trapped with me. I am far from angelic but am completely smitten.
I love Sam. That poor man got trapped with me. I am far from angelic but am completely smitten.
I love this person!
Meet the queen of sh*tty robots!Check out Simone Giertz’s channel: https://www.youtube.com/simonegiertz
Posted by INSIDER design on Thursday, February 25, 2016
Wednesday, March 2, 2016
The hatred this song has towards women, I feel for Jobs and Corporations
But I do know one thing though, bitches, they come they go
Saturday through Sunday, Monday, Monday through Sunday yo
Saturday through Sunday, Monday, Monday through Sunday yo
Automated Systems
I just cried at Sam, my lover, because he didn't want to listen about my work or even about my life. I understand that it's boring, but it is my life. For him, I spend hours listening about recipes that I never cook, and then he doesn't even want to hear about my day. It just makes me feel so unimportant.
(Of course he solved this disagreement of ours by switching the words 'boring' with 'fascinating' and hoping I wouldn't notice...it's irritating)
It doesn't help that at my work, I'm basically disposable trash. It's not a question if I'm going to get fired, it's more of a question of when. The high picking rates at Amazon seem downright impossible. They are designed for a machine, and in the next 5 years, the job I'm doing right now is going to be completely automated.
(I did however figure out that since the machine calculates your average rate. It's better to scan extremely fast and then a little slow than have somewhat high constant picking rate with slow periods)
My whole experience at Amazon has been creepy. The niceness of my bosses mixed with the rigidity of the picking rates makes me feel like I'm being brainwashed.
Everything in the system wants you to think less and act more. The more I think, the slower my pick rates and so, if I want to keep my job, I better not think at all.
(The software calculates resource allocation better than I can and knows what's going on. I just follow the orders, and basically, the machine is my master.)
Likewise when they tell me in a month I might be able to get healthcare, It motivates me to pick more. I want this job because it could give me benefits, but then I start to wonder if all this talk about benefits is deceptive and that the fine print is that I won't be here for a month or that benefits will be available only to my managers. ..freaking illusions
Anyways, despite the positive atmosphere of Amazon, I feel less than human and am waiting for the day when Amazon is honest.
(Of course he solved this disagreement of ours by switching the words 'boring' with 'fascinating' and hoping I wouldn't notice...it's irritating)
It doesn't help that at my work, I'm basically disposable trash. It's not a question if I'm going to get fired, it's more of a question of when. The high picking rates at Amazon seem downright impossible. They are designed for a machine, and in the next 5 years, the job I'm doing right now is going to be completely automated.
(I did however figure out that since the machine calculates your average rate. It's better to scan extremely fast and then a little slow than have somewhat high constant picking rate with slow periods)
My whole experience at Amazon has been creepy. The niceness of my bosses mixed with the rigidity of the picking rates makes me feel like I'm being brainwashed.
Everything in the system wants you to think less and act more. The more I think, the slower my pick rates and so, if I want to keep my job, I better not think at all.
(The software calculates resource allocation better than I can and knows what's going on. I just follow the orders, and basically, the machine is my master.)
Likewise when they tell me in a month I might be able to get healthcare, It motivates me to pick more. I want this job because it could give me benefits, but then I start to wonder if all this talk about benefits is deceptive and that the fine print is that I won't be here for a month or that benefits will be available only to my managers. ..freaking illusions
Anyways, despite the positive atmosphere of Amazon, I feel less than human and am waiting for the day when Amazon is honest.
(This was a bio-battery from a long time ago. I had the dream that humans could alleviate the energy crises by finding biological solutions)
Lists
Ok- Important dates
Snow Camping Lecture is this Thursday ( Sam is sitting in on it)
Pyro Lessons are March 5th in Olympia (it's also my birthday)
Vertical Practice for caving is in Portland on MArch 13th
Snow Camping is on the weekend of the 19th.
The second Pyro thingy is on the 19th
Intro to Rock Climbing starts in April
Mountaineers membership expires in March
Taxes due in early April
Aril 15th is Cascade Grotto meeting
Ok, those are the major dates I have to think about for now. Also in October, I have to think about Iceland.
Experiences that need to be tried..
Welding
Drywall
Tiling
Composite Manufacturing
Forklift
Manual Driving
Microprocessor Programming
Wood Turning
Improvisation Class or theater class
canyoneering
Technical climbing skills
Sea kayaking ----won't be able to do this for a long time
....must think of other things
Programs being watched...
Ada Academy
Oregon tradeswomen-especially their welding program
ANEW
MudGirls
Job shadowing ideas...
Electronic repair specialist for medical equipment
Physical Therapist Assistant
..Yeah, I need to think of more ideas.,....
Snow Camping Lecture is this Thursday ( Sam is sitting in on it)
Pyro Lessons are March 5th in Olympia (it's also my birthday)
Vertical Practice for caving is in Portland on MArch 13th
Snow Camping is on the weekend of the 19th.
The second Pyro thingy is on the 19th
Intro to Rock Climbing starts in April
Mountaineers membership expires in March
Taxes due in early April
Aril 15th is Cascade Grotto meeting
Ok, those are the major dates I have to think about for now. Also in October, I have to think about Iceland.
Experiences that need to be tried..
Welding
Drywall
Tiling
Composite Manufacturing
Forklift
Manual Driving
Microprocessor Programming
Wood Turning
Improvisation Class or theater class
canyoneering
Technical climbing skills
Sea kayaking ----won't be able to do this for a long time
....must think of other things
Programs being watched...
Ada Academy
Oregon tradeswomen-especially their welding program
ANEW
MudGirls
Job shadowing ideas...
Electronic repair specialist for medical equipment
Physical Therapist Assistant
..Yeah, I need to think of more ideas.,....
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