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Of course he does.:
Here he is with a Partagas Serie D No. 4.
With all the talk of dogs and cigars, makes me think of this fella?
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Of course he does.:
Here he is with a Partagas Serie D No. 4.
With all the talk of dogs and cigars, makes me think of this fella?
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Bleh...
Missed you guys today. Been sick. Woke up this morning feeling rather terrible, bad enough I called into work even (which I rarely do). On top of it, decided I'd watch a movie to pass the time, so I got up to put my contacts in. As I go to put the first on in, sneezed and jammed my thumb right in my eye. So No move, sick, blind in one eye and in pain...
To repeat...bleh.
Wunnerful, wunnerful!
I wasn't so lucky with my dreams. All week, my dreams have taken place at work...ugh.
Yeah, it was a smoking heap. You also have to remember that workmanship started suffereing even in the late 50s. Jerk workers would leave coke bottles in the doors and all kinds of things. Then the 60s happened and the whole hippie thing screwed up everything until now.:eusa_doh:
V.C. Brunswick said:My Dad's experience with unions left a bad taste in his mouth. In the '50s he worked at the GM plant in South Gate, CA and the shop stewards used to constantly hassle him for working too hard. "You're making us look bad," they would tell him.
Edit: A couple more of my Dad's stories about his days at GM. When the cars came off the assembly line there were drivers whose job was to drive them to the storage lot for inspection and final shipment. It was not unusual to have drag races with the cars and sometimes they would crash. The damaged cars would merely have some cosmetic repairwork done and they'd be shipped out with the rest. And as a corollary to the first story, sometimes management would get on the loudspeakers and admonish the assembly line for doing shoddy work whenever there were defective units. Now how do you think these assembly line workers took this news? A chastened stunned silence perhaps? Nope! They would start clapping and cheering as if they won the World Series!
"There were two more defective units from this shift. Let's be more careful."
"YAAAAAAAAY!"
As a final irony, some 30 years later when my Dad retired from Hughes Aircraft, the company had been acquired by GM.
That is true. I've had quite a few jobs that I hated, or grew to hate. I can't see that happening with this one, thankfully! Everyone is so nice and funny, and they were such a big, understanding help to me while I was learning (and still am learning.) We even had a company lunch on Friday at a swish restaurant - It was too sweet of them to invite the new girl
But there's bugs V.C.... and sometimes mold :eeek:
Extra protein?
HD had the thermostat set at 78 while watching beach bunnys play volleyball at the seashore on the discovery channel.
Last time I camped was in July 1988 on a motorcycle trip to Tennesee when I discovered 'the air mattress'. Unfortunately...they weren't issued during my stint of 'camping' in the Army.
I can remember summer days of my youth camping with my parents along the Salamonie River(here in Indiana)..and my brothers..sister and I playing in the waterfalls. The best part of camping for me was fresh fish frying over a campfire under a star studded sky....but no.1 was no doubt the early morning wonderful smell and sound of bacon sizzling in the skillet.
...but sleeping outside in the COLD...have you completely 'Flipped your Lid'..???:eeek:
Now when someone inquires if I'm a camper..I reply..No...but I did stay at a Comfort Inn last night...:cool3:
I always tell people if they ask me if I sew and I always tell them that I hand sew very badly. lol!! Which reminds me that I have two blouses and one vintage dress that are screaming at me to sew some buttons on them. My sister and I used to spend a lot of time at our grandmother and aunt's house and we would sew some things on their sewing machines all the time. Both of them worked as seamstresses. They have both passed on now and so much of me misses that now. My mother hates to sew and she only does it out of "necessity". lol! I've always wanted to take some classes to refresh my memory. I've always been fascinated with the idea of sewing your own clothes or fashion accessories. The last sewing machine I worked on was a vintage 1920s hand cranked Singer. I loved that machine. I really wanted to buy it, but I didn't have the money.
I always find it interesting that along with a Gideon Bible, there's usually a sewing kit in the bathroom at almost any hotel you stay at (well at least the ones that I have been at). Both my mom and I say, "Gee, that's nice." lol
[screams with delight] HE'S SO CUTE!!!!!!
I wonder if Bear could be that insulting.
Extra protein?
Okay. I'm all caught up with you all. Time to eat again! What do you call a meal between lunch and dinner?
It sounds like you work at a nice place. You're very lucky. I wish my work place was like that.
I really wish I could sew. My grandmother used to try and teach me when I was little, but none of it stuck
Well, my grandmother worked for DelMonte for a while. Ketchup likely has more bugs in it than that pumpkin. Ketchup is one of those mystery additives.:eeek:
ETA: Would somebody like to tell me how one can get a mosquito bite in late October, in Canada?
Here's another one taken from our camp on Saturday morning. I'm bundled up like a first-grader in January because it's thirty degrees. That hot coffee tasted mighty fine.
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Back when Hunt-Wesson used to be in Fullerton I used to see the semi-trucks full of tomatoes heading up Brookhurst Street to the plant.