Sunday, March 29, 2020
This is why this will never work
Need way more wine for this shit.
Trying to talk to kids in Vermont. Not working as Internet sucks. Also trying to set all this shit up is a nightmare. This will never work in its current form.
By the way, have Apple TV The Morning Show for free right now on the Fire Stick and it was fabulous. Who knew Jennifer Aniston could really act.
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Automotive meetings.,
Internet meetings,
Skype,
slow Internet,
Zoom
Saturday, March 28, 2020
Time for a good old fashioned rant
An old pic from an assembly plant smoking area.
This one is for the talking heads on TV saying how they are setting up assembly lines to make ventilators. No, that is not happening. They are gonna build that shit at the pilot plants with the pilot teams. That is because there are union contracts and the pilot plants are already set up for this. There are white collar engineers looking at the prints, logistics specialists getting the parts and then they will hand build these things in the cells at the pilot plants. It will be fine.
This one is for all the people concerned for the Instacart strike. Those people are Independent Contractors. I was a different type of Independent Contractor on my last job. The reason companies hire ICs is because they do not have to pay any benefits, only an hourly fee. The sticker is companies are not allowed to direct the work of ICs--they can only dictate outcomes. But because everyone in the House and Senate has no balls they get away with treating ICs like direct hires. That is why I quit, the guy I direct reported to wanted me to work for free answering calls and emails like the direct hires did. What a doofus. They also wanted certain forms filled out, databases kept up, meetings attended, things they were directing. Nope that is not what an IC does.
And these snowflakes all crying cause they have to give birth alone. Trust me you are not gonna be alone. There will be a host of people there, more that you will ever want to see.
I killed my month old cactus. I watered it once and it rotted.
Remember the expensive smelly shoes. There is a FB account of someone having one of her shoes stolen at a hotel. She is getting a police report.
And what about the nurse who is saying there are way more dead people from the Covid-19 than they are reporting. Where are all these unreported dead people. I would think they would have to handle these corpses a certain way due to contamination?
This one is for the talking heads on TV saying how they are setting up assembly lines to make ventilators. No, that is not happening. They are gonna build that shit at the pilot plants with the pilot teams. That is because there are union contracts and the pilot plants are already set up for this. There are white collar engineers looking at the prints, logistics specialists getting the parts and then they will hand build these things in the cells at the pilot plants. It will be fine.
This one is for all the people concerned for the Instacart strike. Those people are Independent Contractors. I was a different type of Independent Contractor on my last job. The reason companies hire ICs is because they do not have to pay any benefits, only an hourly fee. The sticker is companies are not allowed to direct the work of ICs--they can only dictate outcomes. But because everyone in the House and Senate has no balls they get away with treating ICs like direct hires. That is why I quit, the guy I direct reported to wanted me to work for free answering calls and emails like the direct hires did. What a doofus. They also wanted certain forms filled out, databases kept up, meetings attended, things they were directing. Nope that is not what an IC does.
And these snowflakes all crying cause they have to give birth alone. Trust me you are not gonna be alone. There will be a host of people there, more that you will ever want to see.
I killed my month old cactus. I watered it once and it rotted.
Remember the expensive smelly shoes. There is a FB account of someone having one of her shoes stolen at a hotel. She is getting a police report.
And what about the nurse who is saying there are way more dead people from the Covid-19 than they are reporting. Where are all these unreported dead people. I would think they would have to handle these corpses a certain way due to contamination?
Wednesday, March 25, 2020
Shrinking on the phone
Gee I gotta take some new pics. This is the snow globe Big Daddy brought home from the Paris airport for Curly. She loves all things French and this came with a small doll named Francoise. Curly said Francoise loves hamburgers.
Well the shrinking on the phone went about as well as I thought it would, mostly shitty. Next we will try video on the phone. Can't wait. The only thing interesting was that people are currently building up anti-bodies and this must continue later. Why is she the only one talking about this. It is not like we can infect people a few at a time.
And can someone tell me who is really in charge of making a stockpile of stuff for the hospitals. FEMA has been awful since Katrina and I don't know that it improved. Then the put FEMA and TSA under the same group and we all know TSA has never been a prize. And I thought the state governments were supposed to know how much stuff they needed and had. Does no one know how to do an audit?
Ordered my mom's stuff from Publix for delivery again and they had most everything but the sanitary wipes for the bathroom. I wish I knew what all these people are doing in their bathrooms that requires all this immense stock of cleaning and wiping products. This is not right.
I found some haircolor online I am thinking about. I am really due for some work, the photo yesterday was not the most current.
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PARIS,
Phone Psychology,
Publix
Monday, March 23, 2020
Michigan on Lockdown
Ah yes, the making of the horseradish.
Well good ole Gretch, the gov, shut the state down today. Because people are not taking this seriously. She knows this because she saw pics of kids on beaches in Florida. No wait, it gets better. And these kids that don't take this seriously are getting sick more here--maybe Michigan maybe not she wasn't clear--because of the vaping. Yep, vaping and beaches is why Michigan needs to go on lockdown. I think it really may be because she really wants to be Joe's running mate.
We are gonna try a Walgreens order for mom but I have little hope there. I tried yesterday for a few things and they are just not available. No such stuff in the stores. Does not matter what Gretch, Trump and everybody says it is just not available.
Mom says to tell Gretch they did shut the beaches and the kids won't go home. That is a tough one. Have the National Guard haul them out, not a good look on the TV.
It snowed today, just enough to call it snow. Then back up to 57 on Wednesday.
At 5:30 Trump will be on TV with his report and everyone will be watching Dr. Fauci for his reactions. He is the big news, him and his reactions. Great TV.
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Gretchen Whitmer,
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Sunday, March 22, 2020
Enough of the depressing stuff, lets talk about my hair
Okay not a great photo, but look at the hair.
This is the beginning of going gray/grey. I prefer grey. This is much shorter than it is has been for awhile. When BD got sick with the cancer I grew my hair longer so I could just whip it up and not worry about fooling with it. I wore it that way for a few years. After BD was mom and again not fooling with the hair was great.
When I decided to bite the bullet and quit coloring I thought to myself "there is nothing more aging than long hanging grey hair. Looks like a hag from an Aesop Fable. Cannot do that. So we cut it and I like it shorter. So far the roots are not making me run for the hills. And this self quaratine keeps people from seeing this if it goes south. In desperation I found a hair color online I can do myself if things get bad. Of course we know that will be a disaster, but again in quarantine.
A few years ago my hairdresser and I tried a new color. It did not work. I wore a hat for one month. Been there done that on bad hair.
Just a Covid-19 Mishmash
My mom sent me her important papers. Stockbroker statements and foot therapy.
I do not feel great today. Considering I have not left the house for 11 days and when out stayed away and clean I should be fine. Big Daddy goes to work every day but he is clean and fine. Who knows. My temp is okay. I do tend to have allergy issues and we have been opening the windows at night. The newly renovated upstairs master suite--that sounds way better than reality--or maybe I am just being a bitch--tends to warm up and not cool down at night. I know the insulation is good and we put in a separate heat pump for the upstairs, it just does not cool down unless we open a window.
I have a new book, a real book with paper pages. The Day Ends At Dawn by David Fulmer. This is the newest Valentin St. Cyr mystery; the stories take place in New Orleans back in the day. Storyville and the start of the Jazz Era. I have read everyone of these books. Love them. He writes about other towns and characters but this is the one that caught on with me.
Skyped with my granddaughter today, it is a good thing she can get out and ride her bike or she would be going crazy. Child has huge energy and with no school she needs a lot of interaction. Her parents are great at this but everyone needs a break when all are locked up in the same house.
Talked to my mom and she is not all that happy but then again who is. BD is out shopping for whatever he can find. Trader Joe's is now limiting entry to a certain number of people. BD got cuts in line as he is using a cane. Don't forget he did not get all his physical therapy. He is keeping up but there is no replacement for the machines to help the muscles hold that knee in place.
Hopefully more tomorrow, and Oh yea the NTY Sunday puzzle was not a favorite but I finished in normal time. I still do the puzzle every day.
Friday, March 20, 2020
Living the Covid-19 life
Yea, you.
Well let us see what is up.
Mom went to the tax people and left off her documents. She could not stop herself from stopping at the bakery on the way home. Only 2 other people there. Her docs aren't right but the stockbroker is faxing papers and all should be good.
Big Daddy paid 1.41 for gas.
My mother's helper which is walking the dog seems to be wanting money more often and bringing the dog back sooner and sooner. He was supposed to be paid at the end of the week and now wants paid daily. And he is supposed to walk for 30 minutes and just can't make that time. Next week I need to get serious on watching this shit.
My shrink, I am sorry my Psychologist wants to do phone therapy. Not sure if I think this will be productive but I said I would give it a try.
Big Daddy is still working, they are still handing out hand sanitizer and life goes on.
Oh, and I filled out my US Census on line. Hope that worked out.
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gas prices,
hand sanitizer,
psychology,
US Census
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