Ob La Di Ob La Da Life goes on

Punkin Head is moving this weekend, Big Daddy is doing yard work, GrrDog tries to make a friend and I am having hot flashes. Completely normal Saturday.

Well, Punkin Head is following family tradition of being his own person. He is moving into an apartment over a funeral home in New York City. I can't even walk into my mother's house where my dad and grandma died. And he is in love. Gotta get more information there soon. I have been holding back on asking too many questions but I am getting antsy for more info.

Big Daddy is cleaning up the outside, cutting down ivy and vines, edging and all the nasty work that needs doing in case he has to leave for this new job. Keeps him busy and he has lost 10 pounds since he was Rif'd. It was all the bagels and lunches. But his farmer jeans are now really baggy in the butt.

Big Daddy is in love with the BeagleDog across the street. It is a big beagle mix and always wags his tail. GrrDog met BeagleDog today and they did the de rigueur butt sniff and GrrDog wagged his tail (not normal) and BeagleDog walked away. GrrDog got stiffed by a mutt.

Hot flashes are bad and I spontaneously burst into tears, not sure if it is menopause or terror of the future. Probably a combination.

Talked to one of my Plant Loco peeps yesterday and she hasn't heard squat tho rumors are abundant. She was in the hospital for a bladder infection and puffed on her ecig and 4 people went home and ordered them. The media is speculating that GM may shut down Orion Assembly and keep D-Ham open. That probably means either Stella or myself gets let go. WTF. Her husband has a pension and mine is un-employed. I and have heard nothing on my resumes. No one is hiring in the US. period. And until some plants start building cars again I guess we all are in the same boat. Sinking.

Grumpy Grumpy Grumpy

Everyone is grumpy. Big Daddy is grumpy bacause he is under visual management. This is a tool I learned at Plant Loco. Constantly watch and then later criticize Big Daddy for not doing what I wanted him to do. Of course the difference is, Big Daddy does shit I don't want him to do on the sly and then acts innocent. Not happening buddy. Get with the program. Spring Clean Guest Room is next. Period.

GrrDog is grumpy and I think it is because he has no hair. GrrDog had a spa day and came home with really fluffy ears and not much else. And he has gas. Really bad gas.

I am grumpy trying to get my new vapors up and running. The pen style seems to be better for me, lasts longer and the chocolate flavor seems to help change from the real cigs to the vapors. Its just the charging that seems to be a problem. I do think that after I get this in line having completely separate items will be a boon to Big Daddy and I both converting to this method. Big Daddy is doing great. Hasn't smoked a real cig in a while.

I did pretty good yesterday after I got the program going but this morning something happened and I am not sure what I did wrong. The primary only worked for and hour and started blinking. Blinking means no charge. Changed to the charged one and it blinked, WTF. Went to the new one and had semi success for a few hours. Changed to the re-charged first one and am back on track. Learning curve. But for every cig I don't smoke one step forward.

Lost Vapor

I lost my little puffy ecigarette today. This is a horror story. I was down from a pack and a half a day to about 4 real cigarettes. Now I have to replace, re-deploy, and reorganize. The horror of it all.

Better horror is the Internet ravings I see on just how horrible this ecig phenomena is and how it is corrupting society as we know it. Just imagine, people pretending to smoke a tube that does not harm anyone but themselves, and probably not even really harming ourselves. The horror of it all. The rantings go from tantalizing the non smokers to join us-to killing ourselves in this new manner of not smoking.

Do we feel no shame? We are addicts without censure and shame. We should have to suffer and wear hair shirts for smoking a cigarette. WHICH IS LEGAL BY THE WAY. We should all rot in hell for not throwing the highest taxed product into the gutter and walking away to join all the self righteous bastards that denounce this obscene habit as a product of the devil himself.

And now the powers that are smarter than all the rest of us are fighting to make sure that the little puffy ecigarettes are banned until they can be sold by A LARGE DRUG company and taxed as a tobacco product, even though they are none of the above.

Well now I am pissed. I have not partaken of the following products in years: soda pop, potato chips, processed foods, butter substitutes, sugar substitutes, white sugar, white flour, white rice and pasta that is not whole wheat. I do not drink fruit juice as it is nothing more that a sugar with no fiber content. I only consume chocolate with a high cacao content of 70% or better-and then only one square at a time, not a bar of candy.

My cholesterol is excellent, my blood pressure is excellent and I am not overweight. I am also not anorexic, bulimic, or taking borrowed ADD meds to get smarter.

Keep it up and I will go after your cheap food, drink, and candy which is making you fat. And then there will be war.

I Am Vaporous

Yes, I am vaping. Vaping is using nicotine in a new way. Ecigarettes, an electronic micro-processor device that allows you to "smoke" anywhere. Just like chewing the gum or wearing the patch but you "smoke" it. You use it just as if you were smoking and a harmless vapor is released from your mouth, OK maybe lungs, that is smokeless, odorless, and contains no tars or second hand smoke. It is not smelly.

I am so excited and everyone at Plant Loco is anxiously awaiting the vaping results. I had to give demos all day and people were laughing their asses off. Off course with smokes now costing 8 bucks a pack and new taxes as of April 1 on roll your own papers and loose tobacco people are finally fed up. Everyone always said that when smokes reached a certain price point they would quit. Very few did. Smoking is an addiction as fierce as any drug habit. Well, 8 bucks, getting treated like a dog, and numerous aids to modify our behavior---we are now on board. Let them get their tax money from milk.

So . . . now that I will no longer be offensive I can start scouting about for what others do that offends me. Wear cheap and offensive cologne? I'm on it. Plug your fruity shit into the electric socket? I'm on it. Piss me off? I'm on it. And all y'all better take a bath. NOW. And wash your hair, and your clothes, and your 3 year old jacket that has never seen a dry cleaner. Because in 2 to 3 weeks my sense of smell will return (I have quit before) and that is what y'all don't realize, this world stinks. Real bad.