Things I wonder about, but never get any answers to.

Over the years I have wondered about many things, not grand mysteries of the world, just things I wanted the answers to by the time I reached this stage of my life. Among them are the simple things, like why can't they make heated roads so the snow won't stick in the winter? Or, why does money turn people into such jack-asses? I understand the seniority system in a place of business (some what), but why do the people get so pissy and grabby when things change? It's not like your going to make any more money, you're just going to get more headaches. Some people manage to show their true colors: as in an "all for me the hell with you" pain in the ass! I wonder why. Friends stab each other in the back in order to make it to the next rung, but it never seems to be enough. Why can't people decide they would rather work together and share? I've been crapped on enough lately and I have a feeling that it's not over yet. By the time everything is settled I may be on my own.
Another thing that I have wondered about isn't really all that complicated, just a thought. It should be a law that all businesses in an area that can experience 90+ temperatures should be required to provide their employees with the following: Water to stay hydrated, ice in case of injuries, air conditioning, and light weight uniforms without screen printing on the back. If these businesses are also located in a area that experiences 32 degrees or below they should be required to provide hot drinks, heat that fills the whole building, and warm weather gear. Why can't employers provide for their employee's creature comforts, they might find that they have better, happier employees.
This last one is heat related, but might be offensive to conservative people. Why is it perfectly acceptable for a man to go without a shirt no matter how offensive his body looks, but a woman must suffer under at least two layers of clothing. Society frowns on women not wearing a bra, but a man with the same size chest can gross everyone out. I just don't get it.
These are just a few of the things that make me wonder.

Top Ten Signs that you need Psychiatric Help

Ever wonder about people in your family or where you work? Have you always wondered if there was something wrong with them? You know, like if they were going to go postal one day. Here are my top signs that you or your co-worker/family member need the aid of a mental health professional.
1. You are thrilled by blood and extreme violence.
2. You have ever tortured innocent animals, mainly frog, cats/kittens, small dogs, ants, etc: either by accident or on purpose.
3. Every single "innocent looking" stick or writing utensil becomes a sword by which you will save the world from all evil.
4. You honestly believe in Zombies, Aliens, and that they will invade earth.
5. You over indulge in alcohol or drugs in order to numb your mind and stop "the voices and urges".
6. You treat women like they are second class citizens and merely receptacles for your lust.
7. The destructive power of nature makes you horny. Lightning and tornadoes especially.
8. You think you were hatched from an egg in the back yard.
9. You are constantly boxing with imaginary foes to prepare for the "Zombie Apocalypse"
10. Your mother has named you after one of the following: a car brand, a snack cracker, a piece of fruit, a celestial body, or a defunct rock band.

If you meet some or all of these requirements, please proceed to the nearest mental hospital and CHECK YOURSELF IN! Those of us in the real world would really appreciate it.

The good old days

Ever wish that you could go back in time and relive the good ole days? I did just that today. I had the privilege of spending three hours with three of the best people I have ever known. It is wonderful to talk with people who have the same history as you, remember the same things, old inside jokes, even if they are at your own expense! I love our plan to retire to the same home when we get old. I can so see use driving the staff crazy, racing our wheelchairs down the halls, and simply causing chaos. In the meantime, I hope we can have so much more fun. God bless old friends, they truly are golden.

The evil government is at it again!

Sometimes I really hate our government. I'm not talking about the national government, lest they decide to swoop down and cart me off to some "undisclosed internment camp". I am talking about our dear sweet lawmakers in Columbus. These money grubbing, money mishandleing morons in cheap looking tailor made suits have decided that anyone who wishes to sell ANYTHING in the state of Ohio must now purchase a vendors license! The damn thing costs $25 and you have to report MONTHLY and pay the taxes on what you sold! You have to report even if you didn't sell a frickin' thing. You have to have a vendor's license to sell your used car, or for anything you sell at your garage sales. Even those cute little kids selling lemonade in the front yard are in violation of the law if they haven't purchases a "transient vendors license". WTF! I get taxed when I purchase the materials to make my products, NOW they want to double dip when I go to get rid of the item! The only exception to this law is a "casual sale". If you bought something (say a table or a couch, etc.) and you used it in your family home for at least five years then sell it, it counts as a casual sale and you do not need a license. My advice to everyone: Keep whatever it is for five years, then sell it. You won't be in violation of the law and you won't owe those bastards anything. I wouldn't mind paying this if I knew those idiots in Columbus could be responsible for the money they already have, but their track record with money is horrible and their streak of honesty is about as big as a hummingbird's pecker.

Gone North

Hey Y'all! I've gone north for the day. Mark's family is going to the Henry Ford Museum and I'm going with them. It should be fun, but I hope Mark doesn't get beat up for wearing his stupid Penguins gear. Anyway I'll see you later.