If I had thirteen minutes to grab 13 items (for lack of a better term) out of my house that was being burnt to the ground (or something to that effect) and I was being completely selfish and not helping anyone else (which of course I wouldn't do) and take it somewhere and try and start a new life:
1. my car
2. with my bike attached
3. a bag of clothes
4. the bible Bill Read gave me
5. a box of what I once considered prized possessions as a kid
6. as many photo albums as I could carry
7. my file/folder of "important" stuff that would make starting over easier
8. the Cd's of pictures in my parents room
9. my mini DVD player
10. as many movies as I could grab (to keep sane)
11. my purse (including everything in it)
12. my snowboard
13. my paint
After making this list I realized how little I'm attached to possessions, most of these are just to make my new life easier and hold no sentimental value to me, everything in my life, other than people can pretty much be replaced with a little bit of hard work and some money. I think I like it that way. Yes, I am comfortable in my life, probably too comfortable, but I think I could give it up pretty easily if I had to.
Thursday, July 23, 2009
Thursday, July 16, 2009
13 Things I Consumed Today
1. A peach
2. Two pieces of toast
3. Peanut butter
4. Honey
5. A juice box
6. A pita
7. Some cheese
8. Some pineapple
9. Some water
10. An iced tea
11. Some of Pam's nasty warm day old iced tea that I thought was mine
12. Some lays baked chips
13. Some pizza sauce
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
Gary Fisher? You may ask...
Gary Fisher is the person who designed my bike, or more so, a company I guess. Not just a little weirdo name I made up for it! I'm not that crazy.
The Legend:
In 1968, Gary Fisher was an unlikely legend. Suspended from bike racing because his hair was too long, Fisher took his sport to the hills. In the hazy daze of the '70s he and a corps of Bay Area yahoos discovered the addiction of bombing down dirt trails on beater bikes salvaged from the dump. But eventually, blasting down Mt. Tamalpais, hitchhiking back up and flying down again was not enough. Fisher wanted to ride up as well.
He began to design bikes that could do just this, selling them to friends and anyone else who was willing to fork over the dough. They were tougher than road bikes with critical changes to the outfitting, allowing the rider to maintain more control as the bike careened over rocks and roots.
Business took off. In 1979 Fisher and some partners started a company. They called it Mountain Bikes. By 1980, the company was selling more high-end bikes than anyone else. "At 29, I had the mountain bike thing in my back pocket," says Fisher. "It was a big hot secret, like a new drug. You'd turn someone on to it and they were like 'Wow I've gotta have some of that. I gotta have one of those.' It was intoxicating."
Fisher was living an intoxicating lifestyle as well, competing and winning hard-core races and sponsoring riders, while his designs and his company revolutionized the sport.
If you would like to read the rest of this ridiculously long, boring story go here
The Legend:
In 1968, Gary Fisher was an unlikely legend. Suspended from bike racing because his hair was too long, Fisher took his sport to the hills. In the hazy daze of the '70s he and a corps of Bay Area yahoos discovered the addiction of bombing down dirt trails on beater bikes salvaged from the dump. But eventually, blasting down Mt. Tamalpais, hitchhiking back up and flying down again was not enough. Fisher wanted to ride up as well.
He began to design bikes that could do just this, selling them to friends and anyone else who was willing to fork over the dough. They were tougher than road bikes with critical changes to the outfitting, allowing the rider to maintain more control as the bike careened over rocks and roots.
Business took off. In 1979 Fisher and some partners started a company. They called it Mountain Bikes. By 1980, the company was selling more high-end bikes than anyone else. "At 29, I had the mountain bike thing in my back pocket," says Fisher. "It was a big hot secret, like a new drug. You'd turn someone on to it and they were like 'Wow I've gotta have some of that. I gotta have one of those.' It was intoxicating."
Fisher was living an intoxicating lifestyle as well, competing and winning hard-core races and sponsoring riders, while his designs and his company revolutionized the sport.
If you would like to read the rest of this ridiculously long, boring story go here
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
A day at hydro with Becky
Since I've been working at hydro lots of people have asked me "what do you do?" The truth is, I don't really know, or more so, I don't know how to explain it. So for those people here is a log of my day today. It is long, sorry. But I put an intermission in so you could easily find your place another day!
6:14 Wake up 1 minute before alarm and shut it off.
6:36 Wake up freaking out cause I slept in and I now have four minutes to get ready.
6:45 Leave house 5 minutes late.
7:02 Arrive at work.
7:05 Turn on computer enter hours, figure out what I was doing 3 days ago.
7:15 Text Thomas, see whats going on with him.
7:17 Plugging away at an old drawing I found.
7:28 Go turn on kettle for oatmeal breakfast.
7:35 Back from oatmeal extravaganza, and back to work.
7:50 "Joe" gets to work, say hi to him.
7:53 Start eating oatmeal and get back to work.
8:10 Finish oatmeal.
8:27 Some drawings are dropped off on my desk and I have to figure out what to do with them...later...
8:34 Beyond frustrated working on this stupid program, take breakfast dishes to dishwasher for a little break.
8:37 More drawings are dropped off on my desk.
8:47 My supervisor, "Sally" has her daily phone call to her mom, and I listen to one end of it.
8:52 Sleeping guys beside me arrives.
8:57 My first bathroom break of the day.
9:03 "Sally's" phone conversation ends.
9:12 This when I start wondering what the point was of the past 14 years of school were, and if my life is actually going to benefit anyone, and why aren't I helping shut down sex trade businesses or on a long term missionary in Rwanda teaching and educating the people so they have a fair chance at life?
9:17 I can hear the rain on the roof, you can only hear it when its really pouring.
9:36 Finishing up drawing and talking to Pam on Gmail chat.
9:36:45 Fric, I missed my 9:30 break, I guess I'll go at 9:45 just because I like round numbers.
9:45 Break with "Joe".
10:05 Back from break, continue on drawing.
10:26 Bathroom break number two.
10:30 Oh my goodness, someone stole my footrest! I've been here 2 and a half months and no one has ever needed that thing...weird, I hope I get it back.
10:35 I really miss my footrest, it made everything better!
10:38 Step stool (footrest) returned, safe and sound...
10:49 Get some papers to go with the drawings on my desk.
10:52 More papers dropped off, I should probably look at those soon...
11:03 Corrie and Pam are being mean to me.
11:24 Ugh, I think I might be getting sick, my eyes and nose seem to be leaky today. Maybe its from all the yawning
11:34 Bathroom break number three, I'm beginning to think there is something wrong with me. Do normal people go pee this much?
11:35 Pry off space bar with my handy pliers because it squeaks when I press it, very annoying.
11:39 Space bar out but I have discovered typing without it is very tiresome. Put some niva soft on it to stop the squeaking.
11:43 Got the space bar back in place, but not working properly. I will have to further investigate.
11:56NotreallyworkingoutthewayIwouldlikeitto.Ihavenospaceforthetimebeing,butI'm goingonlunchin4minutessoI'llfixitafterthat!
11:58 Spacebar fixed!!! HAHA, take that!
11:59 Takeing lunch a minute early just because I'm such a good space bar fixer.
*INTERMISSION*
(Again I apologise for this post being so long, but in order to get what my day is like across to those who care, it was bound to be a long post!)
12:11 Back from subway because there was no food in my house. Going to eat now.
12:45 Back from lunch, had a nice talk about auctions with the guys! Ha ha.
12:46 Crap I forgot my bag in the car with my phone, Tom was going to call me at lunch.
12:48 I missed Toms call, and he wouldn't answer his phone, darn it.
12:56 Finished drawing, moving onto items people have been dropping off at my desk.
1:10 Crap, I missed another call from Tom.
1:10:30 Call Tom.
1:14 Very confusing conversation, every things sorted out now, see you at 5:00 Tom!
1:18 I hear sleeping guy sleep breathing beside me.
1:22 Made a box for drawings out of these big cardboard slabs I have, the smell always makes me think of pizza.
1:30 Finished with desk items, what shall I do now?
1:32 Still procrastinating, I don't want to start another drawing, but I don't want to issue these ones on my desk...
1:33 Okay I'll start issuing these ones.
1:35 Ugh, my brain can't function, I wish it was warm and dry out so I could have had a nap at lunch.
1:38 Sleeping guys phone is ringing, hope its not important cause he's busy sleeping!
1:51 "Sally" randomly sings out, "it's raining, huh-huh-huh." What the smack? Why do people feel the need to do things like that?
1:52 Oh, sleeping guy decided to get up and do some work.
1:53 I hear "Sally" record a new answering machine thing, she's probably going out this afternoon.
1:54 I can hear the downpour on the roof...again.
1:56 I can't figure out whats going on with these drawings. It's giving me a headache, decide to go visit "Joe" and see what he's up to.
2:02 Bathroom break number 3? 4? Wow, I think its four. Something is wrong with me...
2:06 I heard laughing as I walked passed the guys bathroom, how bazaar. As soon as someone comes in the bathroom when I'm in there I get out as fast as possible, and that doesn't happen very often, maybe it’s the 15:1 ratio of guys to girls here. Story of my life...
2:17 Break in 13 minutes.
2:19 I can't believe how much its raining, its going to flood the parking lot again! Ha ha.
2:22 "Sally": "its really raining out there." Thank you captain obvious! Aha-ha...7 minutes.
2:31 Crap I already missed my break by a minute, and I was just waiting for it.
3:13 Holy, time flies when your having fun. I was in the break room no longer than anyone else! I swear! But that was a nice long break and now I'm off in 17 minutes!
3:18 Just organizing some drawings that I renumbered, I'll send them away tomorrow.
3:21 Uh-oh, I have to go pee again, whats this? Five? They're going to send me a water bill.
3:30 Whoa, sometimes that sneaks up on me...and now I go home. The end of my day! Yay!
6:14 Wake up 1 minute before alarm and shut it off.
6:36 Wake up freaking out cause I slept in and I now have four minutes to get ready.
6:45 Leave house 5 minutes late.
7:02 Arrive at work.
7:05 Turn on computer enter hours, figure out what I was doing 3 days ago.
7:15 Text Thomas, see whats going on with him.
7:17 Plugging away at an old drawing I found.
7:28 Go turn on kettle for oatmeal breakfast.
7:35 Back from oatmeal extravaganza, and back to work.
7:50 "Joe" gets to work, say hi to him.
7:53 Start eating oatmeal and get back to work.
8:10 Finish oatmeal.
8:27 Some drawings are dropped off on my desk and I have to figure out what to do with them...later...
8:34 Beyond frustrated working on this stupid program, take breakfast dishes to dishwasher for a little break.
8:37 More drawings are dropped off on my desk.
8:47 My supervisor, "Sally" has her daily phone call to her mom, and I listen to one end of it.
8:52 Sleeping guys beside me arrives.
8:57 My first bathroom break of the day.
9:03 "Sally's" phone conversation ends.
9:12 This when I start wondering what the point was of the past 14 years of school were, and if my life is actually going to benefit anyone, and why aren't I helping shut down sex trade businesses or on a long term missionary in Rwanda teaching and educating the people so they have a fair chance at life?
9:17 I can hear the rain on the roof, you can only hear it when its really pouring.
9:36 Finishing up drawing and talking to Pam on Gmail chat.
9:36:45 Fric, I missed my 9:30 break, I guess I'll go at 9:45 just because I like round numbers.
9:45 Break with "Joe".
10:05 Back from break, continue on drawing.
10:26 Bathroom break number two.
10:30 Oh my goodness, someone stole my footrest! I've been here 2 and a half months and no one has ever needed that thing...weird, I hope I get it back.
10:35 I really miss my footrest, it made everything better!
10:38 Step stool (footrest) returned, safe and sound...
10:49 Get some papers to go with the drawings on my desk.
10:52 More papers dropped off, I should probably look at those soon...
11:03 Corrie and Pam are being mean to me.
11:24 Ugh, I think I might be getting sick, my eyes and nose seem to be leaky today. Maybe its from all the yawning
11:34 Bathroom break number three, I'm beginning to think there is something wrong with me. Do normal people go pee this much?
11:35 Pry off space bar with my handy pliers because it squeaks when I press it, very annoying.
11:39 Space bar out but I have discovered typing without it is very tiresome. Put some niva soft on it to stop the squeaking.
11:43 Got the space bar back in place, but not working properly. I will have to further investigate.
11:56NotreallyworkingoutthewayIwouldlikeitto.Ihavenospaceforthetimebeing,butI'm goingonlunchin4minutessoI'llfixitafterthat!
11:58 Spacebar fixed!!! HAHA, take that!
11:59 Takeing lunch a minute early just because I'm such a good space bar fixer.
*INTERMISSION*
(Again I apologise for this post being so long, but in order to get what my day is like across to those who care, it was bound to be a long post!)
12:11 Back from subway because there was no food in my house. Going to eat now.
12:45 Back from lunch, had a nice talk about auctions with the guys! Ha ha.
12:46 Crap I forgot my bag in the car with my phone, Tom was going to call me at lunch.
12:48 I missed Toms call, and he wouldn't answer his phone, darn it.
12:56 Finished drawing, moving onto items people have been dropping off at my desk.
1:10 Crap, I missed another call from Tom.
1:10:30 Call Tom.
1:14 Very confusing conversation, every things sorted out now, see you at 5:00 Tom!
1:18 I hear sleeping guy sleep breathing beside me.
1:22 Made a box for drawings out of these big cardboard slabs I have, the smell always makes me think of pizza.
1:30 Finished with desk items, what shall I do now?
1:32 Still procrastinating, I don't want to start another drawing, but I don't want to issue these ones on my desk...
1:33 Okay I'll start issuing these ones.
1:35 Ugh, my brain can't function, I wish it was warm and dry out so I could have had a nap at lunch.
1:38 Sleeping guys phone is ringing, hope its not important cause he's busy sleeping!
1:51 "Sally" randomly sings out, "it's raining, huh-huh-huh." What the smack? Why do people feel the need to do things like that?
1:52 Oh, sleeping guy decided to get up and do some work.
1:53 I hear "Sally" record a new answering machine thing, she's probably going out this afternoon.
1:54 I can hear the downpour on the roof...again.
1:56 I can't figure out whats going on with these drawings. It's giving me a headache, decide to go visit "Joe" and see what he's up to.
2:02 Bathroom break number 3? 4? Wow, I think its four. Something is wrong with me...
2:06 I heard laughing as I walked passed the guys bathroom, how bazaar. As soon as someone comes in the bathroom when I'm in there I get out as fast as possible, and that doesn't happen very often, maybe it’s the 15:1 ratio of guys to girls here. Story of my life...
2:17 Break in 13 minutes.
2:19 I can't believe how much its raining, its going to flood the parking lot again! Ha ha.
2:22 "Sally": "its really raining out there." Thank you captain obvious! Aha-ha...7 minutes.
2:31 Crap I already missed my break by a minute, and I was just waiting for it.
3:13 Holy, time flies when your having fun. I was in the break room no longer than anyone else! I swear! But that was a nice long break and now I'm off in 17 minutes!
3:18 Just organizing some drawings that I renumbered, I'll send them away tomorrow.
3:21 Uh-oh, I have to go pee again, whats this? Five? They're going to send me a water bill.
3:30 Whoa, sometimes that sneaks up on me...and now I go home. The end of my day! Yay!
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