trials of a troll trying to get by in a world messed up by humankind [ I'M AT UTC -5]

Saturday, June 17, 2006

This has been what maybe one of the worst days of my life…and as I have had …and considering that I have had 21637 days…+/- that’s saying something significant…no examination…no reciting of what happened…just…dang…

Friday, June 16, 2006

I really hate the situations life throws at me from time to time…I avoided the big …nasty cold all winter. And awoke this AM…in the late spring with the worst cold I’ve had in years…and the day despite the fact that I only worked a half day went down from there, needed to get some summer clothes…am playing in a golf outing tomorrow and needed something appropriate…decided to stop at the local Ponderosa …rather then just getting the buffet decided to get the 6 oz sirloin senior meal…asked for the steak rare…what I got was a medium well…if it had been a “real” restaurant I would have sent it back…almost forgot my “server” said twice he would bring me more napkins…and never did…obviously he got no tip from the old trollie…

Got a nice shirt, a neat pair of long shorts…they fall like 2+ inches below my knees…I would prefer ones that caught me at mid knee but then with my short little legs I can never find one’s that fall where I want them…and too long is always better then too short…

Ran out for some bread sticks and sauce from the local hot and ready little Caesar’s, I got a very disappointing pizza there about a week ago, but I love good bread sticks and sauce…the sauce was lovely but the bread sticks were flat terrible…will never return…

Although early for me will be turning in shortly…need to be at the course between 7:15 and 7:30…and 8 o’clock shotgun start…

Nite all.

Thursday, June 15, 2006

Today is today; tomorrow is tomorrow…and then weekend…I actually get a two day week end this week…but no sleep in day…need to be at the venue for the golf outing I’m playing in Saturday morning at 7:30 AM…and worship team run through at 8 AM Sunday…I would love a life where I could sleep until I awoke and then started my day…I hate the character then invented the alarm clock and bosses that think that if I don’t get to my appointed job at the appointed time I am a bad person…screw that attitude…

(The mad one takes a deep breath…tries very hard to deal with the world as it is…and fails)…

I have come to the conclusion that it is very difficult if not impossible to soar with the eagles when you work with a bunch of turkeys…

Must to bed

Nite all
Dang…despite it being late my mind is active…and I’m thinking of the two Jamies tonight…I’ve known two married couples in my lifetime with the same first name…at least phonically…when in college I knew a couple…Gene A Smith married Jean A Smith…anyways a couple of years ago Jamie and Jamie started attending our church Jamie (the hubby) is a career NCO with the military on his last tour of duty and his last deployment …he’s in Iraq due back in August…Jamie (the wife…with 2 kids is an active member of the church)…they are from the south and Jamie ( the hubby) played back up acoustic guitar, and back up vocals with the worship team until he was deployed to Iraq…and lead a few times…when he lead the style went to down home country…now mind you the mad one is not versed in down home country…I took classical piano from age 6 to 12…I played horn in f with my school band…( an instrument rarely if ever found in a country and western band)…and have been lead high tenor in the local choral society for years…classical…and particularly sacred choral is my gig…and I just had a blast singing with this gifted…committed…beautiful person…even if it did force me “out of the box”…dang…I wasn’t even in a universe I recognized…come back in one piece my friend…the mad one misses you…and his prayers are with you

Wednesday, June 14, 2006

The production super and I had a meeting this AM with a material handling vendor very productive…and the was the last truly productive moment of the day…I had 2 or three critical things to attend to today and I no soon got to my desk to deal with said items when then dang phone would ring and I would be interrupted by that which was not critical…nor important…nor even mildly necessary…it seems like everyone upstairs is of the opinion that I sit at my desk twiddling my thumbs…and are at their immediate beck and call when they have forgot the same dang thing I’ve told them for the upteenth time…

Why is it that information that is crucial to me is always transmitted by emails…and unless you happen to be at the ‘puter for the 10 seconds or so the that the alerts shows there is no longer a term alert to an incoming email…but the trivial…the things I could deal with any time in the next 3 days and be on top of it…they always phone with the attitude that if I don’t respond 3 hours ago the world will come to an end…we have peeps upstairs that never email…and those that never phone…and those that phone what should be emails…and emails what should be phone calls…and only one that ever gets it right more then 75% of the time…

(/trollie’s work rant for the day)

Cut the grass tonight and a bit of trimming…just am not that enthused about the yard work and the flower beds this year…have decided to take a more rustic approach…a more natural feel…it just happens to be there…. no design…nature intended it that way…yeah I know an absolute cop out…but live and learn…life is what it is and we have the energy and desire to do what we do and it takes a severe left turn as we get older…

A little tube tonight…watched “lift up your voice” and “rose” two totally different flicks but both enjoyable…

Need to stay on the vendor that runs the transfers at work…it’s like pulling teeth to get 2 a week and I need a minimum of 3…would change vendors but they got me over a barrel…they are the only one left…unless I want to pay a “we really don’t what to do this but we will if your willing to pay twice what the job is worth” quote…besides we’ve only used that vendor for one job and they made a mess of it…dang

(Trollie apologizes for re-opening his work rant but live and learn children)

Had a chat with daughter a couple of nights ago…she has applied for a new position…maybe not ideal on some points…my brother is in the same racket and has informed me of the draw backs of the job the d-lady is applying for but it would change her 40 mile one way commute everyday to an 11 mile one way commute…

Dad has been in the hospital again for the 2nd time with cellulites and the 5 or 6 time he’s had it… Sis and bro and I got together the other day…he’s really gotten to the point that he needs a constant presence…I know I posted this before but it is weighing on me tonight…dad will be 91 in July…is a vet of WWII…and a good man…a hard man…one that I really loved as a pre-teen…hated as a teenager…and respected as an adult…probably a very typical reaction of a middle, male, free thinker boy child…to his dad…I really hate putting him in an adult home but don’t see an easy option…

(Trollie’s cats try to pull the mad one away from the keyboard before he writes another novella)

Have decided to play the golf outing Saturday cold…except for the last 2+ years I played golf probably 80 times a years from age 24…and I’m 58 now…in the last two+ years have maybe played 6 or 7 times and not since May of last year…here’s hoping that “muscle memory” is not a myth…but the outing is with a bunch of guys from the church I attend…and the last thing this deal is about is the golf…many of these guys are members of the 10th Mountain Division…Fort Drum…which is their home is just a couple of miles out Route 283…and I have several friends and hubbies of friends deployed right now in Iraq and Afghanistan…to many the so called “War on Terror” is a subject for philosophical debate…for me it is personal…very personal…I know the commander of the Air National Guard unit in the ‘Cuse… although he won’t give me a straight answer was in the air chasing on 9/11…to many the current wars we are engaged in as a nation…is a debate of beliefs and philosophy…to me it is faces of guys I know…of their wives who are left alone while they are engaged…and the faces…the beautiful faces of their children…often too young to understand why dad isn’t there…sometimes even born when dad was already deployed…I never could have lived that way myself…but have the deepest respect for those who do…the neat thing is the respect that is shown by the current members of the military for my dad…dad was a 2nd lieutenant in charge of a weapons platoon in an infantry company of the 66th division in WWII…he is treated with extreme honor and respect by the current members of the military…

(Trollie looks up…the mad one always write his posts in word before copying and pasting his ramblings into blogger…and realizes he’s on the 3rd pages)

Nite all
I have gotten to an age where sometimes you have to make hard decisions about people, that are near and dear to you…my 90 year old dad for one…he’s in the hospital right now for the upteenth re-occurrence of cellulites…but he probably will be released in the next couple of days and there’s the rub…he’s been living with my sis and her hubby for the last 8 years or so but he’s gotten to the point where he really needs some fulltime care…sis and her hubby both work… brother and his wife both work and the only thing home during the day at my house are my cats and the dust balls under my bed…the three kids got together tonight to talk about it…the only choices are a “sitter” or an adult home…I really hate the choices but don’t see an alternative…

Tuesday, June 13, 2006

It’s late, I should have been in bed an hour ago but my mind is still racing, one of the things I have discovered about getting older, is the inability to leave the stress of work at work, my ex always used to abuse me about the fact that I brought the work stress home…she’d really trip out now because I’m worse about it then I ever was when she was still with me…

Monday, June 12, 2006

Just got off the phone with the daughter…she just figured out that Sunday is “Father’s Day” and invited me to dinner…talked for awhile, she had a positive interview for a new job…she currently teaches at a school that is a 40 mile commute one way…this interview would be an 11 mile commute one way…(trollie crosses his fingers)…if she doesn’t get it one must wonder what they are looking for…how many job applicants for musical teaching positions in upstate NY have 6 years experience and are Magna Cum Laude grads from a D I school…but then seeing as she is my daughter I my be slightly prodigious…

Work was a frigging nightmare today…got the overseas container loaded and as I check the pack list discovered that the load I loaded (off the acknowledgement (which was all we had to work off of because the load wasn’t releasable until this morning))…wasn’t the same as what the pack list said…load had been changed and either clerk didn’t catch the difference on the re-acknowledgement…or one was never printed…anywho…two loads at days end and my back is killing me tonight…as well as a chronic knee and hand problems as do from time to time suffer from a re-occurring back problem…particularly on days when I spend 4+ hours on the dang forklift…

(/trollie feeling sorry for himself)

Nite all

Sunday, June 11, 2006

Basically a wasted day, work for a bit, but had yard work to do but the weather was lousy and got nothing done…wanted to go to a driving range…have an outing next Saturday and really wanted to hit a few balls before…well maybe tomorrow…just a very down day…looked for some flowers to finish off the pots that flank my front steps and found nothing that “rang the bell”…I was as dreary and unsettled as the weather…just a very down…miserable day which I would have gladly skipped if that was an option…