Of all the dumb crap to happen…

9 10 2009

It seems that I was unable to edit or post anything on this site because I had a link to some gold buying websites.  I wasn’t trying to make money, just link to the sites I was writing about.  Now that I broke those hyperlinks, I can resume blogging.

Also, it was not those violations of WordPress user agreements that has kept me from writing anything, it’s the long dreary summer I was going through.

Remember how I was going through the teacher credentialing program?  Last March I had to abandon that idea due to circumstances beyond my control.  Maybe they were not totally beyond my control, but either way the idea of me being any sort of legitimate school teacher is out of the question for now.

I spent nearly five months looking for work.  Any work.  Janitor, errand boy, pizza guy, etc.  Nobody was hiring.  I had a few promising interviews, but with so many people looking for jobs there was always somebody more qualified.  I’m not talking about interviews for janitor or pizza guy, but serious grown-up jobs that I am somehow capable of doing.

On top of the unemployment, I was dealing with some issues that only one of them expensive therapists could handle.  Issues mostly relating to my inability to perform as a teacher, something which I had spent the last 5 years of my life preparing for.  I was under the impression that I was a useless human being, a failure at life, etc.

Anyway, now that the worst is behind me, I feel much better about life again.  I have been substitute teaching in Coalinga (yes, that little town 70 miles from Fresno), and Corinne and I are preparing to move into a new apartment.  This apartment is bigger then our house, and the rent is $600 cheaper then our mortgage payment.

Take that faulty real estate market!

I’m not sure if there will be regular posts, weekly posts, or anything at all for that matter.  Maybe life isn’t as fun as it used to be.  Nobody want’s to hear about how I came home from work, had dinner, and went to bed at 8pm so I can get by 5am.  I know I wouldn’t want to hear about that sort of dreary existence.


The Pitsword Trunk

19 03 2009

What was nice about being an Interior Communications Electrician is the amount of time I got to spend in clean, comfortable, air conditioned spaces throughout the ship.

Except for those times when I found myself in spaces that were dirty and hazardous to one’s health…which was most of the places we worked in, now that I think about it.

One place in particular I came to loath was the Electromagnetic Underwater Log Rodmeter Compartment, more commonly known (by us, at least) as the Pitsword Trunk.

It was an unusual space, about 4 feet by 4 feet by 15 feet.  At the top was a hatch, which weighed about as much as a small humanoid (think Verne Troyer), which needed be kept closed at all times (except when somebody was in there working).  You would climb a ladder down about 6 feet, and step onto a narrow, slimy shelf.  From there, there was another ladder which went down to the bottom, which was generally covered by about a foot of seawater.

What was the purpose of this room?  Glad you asked.  Check this out.

Sounds high tech, doesn’t it?  Don’t get the wrong impression.  Until VERY recently, most military equipment Read the rest of this entry »

8 months?

27 01 2009

Yes, eight months since the last post.  As I don’t have any truly dedicated readers, I didn’t think I was letting anybody down.

What have I been up to?  Top secret government things, of course.

I wish…sort of.

I’ve been student teaching.  All student teachers are told to not have an online personality, so that students or administrators are not exposed to what we really are.

That means put your MySpace on lock down, as well as Facebook.  Wouldn’t want the wrong people seeing those immoral Read the rest of this entry »

I’m on it

9 08 2008

Where have I been lately?  Whats with the lack of posts?  What am I watching on television right?

Home, been busy, and “Kraken:  Tentacles of the Deep.”

Actually I’m rather ashamed for the lack of posts.  I’ve been unofficially unemployed for about 3 weeks now, and I’ve been just sitting at home.  What have I been doing at home?  A little bit of home improvement and a lot of gaming.

I suppose I could have been writing in those three weeks, but just sitting around isn’t the best way to inspire myself.

Unfortunately, the gaming I’ve been doing has involved World of Warcraft.  I got a free trial CD in the mail, and now I’m hooked.  Those guys at Blizzard Entertainment really know how to draw in customers.  It’s like that free sample of crack the dealer gives out; It works in the long run.

Although I haven’t actually paid a cent to Blizzard yet, I plan on keeping my WoW account eventually.  My trial is up either today or tomorrow, I’m not sure.

Why do I say “eventually?”  Because tomorrow Corinne, our friends Joe and Takisha, and myself will be going to Las Vegas until Friday.  I don’t think it would be proper to sit at a resort in Vegas playing World of Warcraft.

The following week, I’ll be in Arizona for my 10 year high school reunion.  As my parents do not have internet access, playing WoW there is not possible.  If I’m lucky, sometimes I can access one of their neighbors WiFi, but the only place I get signal is in the living room by the side window.

When I get back from that, I’ll be starting up school again, this time student teaching.  I will see how much time I am able to devote to my level 5 Night Elf Warrior or my level 10 Dwarf Hunter, and update my WoW subscription accordingly.

By the time this happens, maybe I’ll have become addicted to heroin or crystal meth or something.  It doesn’t interfere in your life as much as World of Warcraft.

Whilst in Vegas I may or may not be Twittering, it depends on how intoxicated I stay.  And I’m not sure if being drunk means more or less Twittering either.  We’ll see.

Is Mexico really far away from California?

16 07 2008

I arrived at the office around 3pm to pick up a student (which itself is rather unorthodox, as 99% of the time we pick up students at home).  He was waiting in the “reception” area, I went ahead and introduced myself, and we headed out to the car.  We were out there for about 10 minutes talking about such things as defrosters, blind spots, and emergency flashers.  I asked to see his permit, at which time he admitted that he doesn’t have one.

No problem, as a driving school we can issue temporary student permits. We head back inside and I get him started on the necessary paperwork in one of the empty classrooms. I return to the reception area and begin to catch up on my own paperwork.

There is a girl, who looks to be about 18 or 19 (maybe older) sitting in Read the rest of this entry »

Google Street View

25 06 2008

Of all the coincidential shit to go down, this tops them all.

If you look at the Google Street View of my house, you’ll notice that my work vehicle is parked at the curb and my Jeep isn’t in the carport.

I’m not about to give out my address or a link, but if you know where I live you can check it out yourself.

What sucks is that this can prove I was NOT out with a student, but at home screwing around.  I’m assuming my boss does not spy on us via Google Street View, so I’m in no real danger of unemployment.  Hell, I’ve been violating the dress code right in front of him for the last three weeks, and he hasn’t said anything (I’m wearing open toed sandals to work, not sporting a nipple ring)

Anyway, this means that the Street View picture was taken on a specific day last summer.  That was the Friday that I had to drive my Jeep to work in the morning (as the Matrix was in the shop and my loaner car was reclaimed by its owners).

That day was also the last time I really drove the Jeep, because it was the day that the radiator blew out and I had to have it towed back home, where it has sat until a few months ago when we test drove it after installing a new starter (and not fixing the radiator, by the way).

So if I really wanted to, I could find out what day that was from the towing receipt.  Do I have the motivation to dig through stuff and investigate?  Absolutley not.

Wait, I remember now;  I was home around noon, playing Tropico, and a dark cloud overtook the street.  There were bright lights flashing from within the center as it moved silently and slowly from north to south.  That must have been the Googles.

Amusing Video (for me)

10 06 2008

I’m just glad I’m not like any of those “instructors.” I have never had a kid pull some shit like that, and I certainly wouldn’t be screaming “FUCK IT! FUCK IT!” That guy cracks me up.