Well I’m glad you asked and welcome back! That is a railroad car that is designed to go under a molten steel furnace and is filled with liquid hot steel and is then rolled out and is picked up by a BIG ASS fork lift thing. I don’t have any pictures of that thing but it was a monster. That image is many of many of the crazy dangerous places I’ve had to work on machinery. This particular steel mill is in Ontario Canada, across from Burlington Canada, not Burlington Vermont they would NEVER have that sorta stuff in Vermont! Although they cut the hell out of the mountains to harvest granite (do you harvest rock…hum…I think its called quarrying, you harvest organs and wheat and shit, not sure) which totally messes up the mountain cause well it isn’t there anymore it’s all chopped up and at a dead persons grave saying “Hey I’m over here”. What committee get to decide which is the ugly mountain and has to die and which one gets to live, that’s playing God people!! The place is/was huge byw, I have more pictures but for brevity sakes I shall post just one. Total side bar, but do you realize the irony of my nonwriting ass using brevity, that’s like opposite of what I do. So I was in Canada at least a week a month to take care of repairing major problems. I always had problems getting across the boarder cause of the whole “tax” thing so I came up with the wise idea of having fishing pools scattered in my car and simply told them I was going fishing. Once I started saying that they were like “well come one in aye”, cause I wasn’t gonna “take” work from Canadians, in their eyes I was there to spend money. Just now realizing this blog goes all over the freaking world (Canada too, they are in the world too) I didn’t “take” any work from them! I was there to help and I only had trouble at the Quebec crossing (the french!!!) and there was this Peppy la Pew dude there that had it in for me. I think the mother fucker lived at that boarder and watch for my 65 mustang (cool that I used that as a work car huh…it was like the only one in Canada! but I’m a mechanic so fixing it was no problem. OH SNAP I lost piston #5 one time and limped it back to VT with the engine smoking like Cheech and Chong were under the hood and had it rebuilt in three days, two days were spent waiting on parts) I think I used the ( ) things wrong on that….crap I’ll have to get that book out again, shit. But I still had problems. I got held up by immigration several times, once for two days. The biggest customer up there was trying to talk me into becoming a citizen, oh yeah had a big hire package, the whole nine yards. they were gonna pay for a house for us, take care of all the paper work but in the end I said no. Earlier in my career I had done some work for the Aussies and they too also wanted to move me down there. Um matter a fact I almost got fired over that deal. Simply put some machines were going into a ship building yard in South Korea and needed modified so the wouldn’t catch fire all the time and kill people. Well our engineering people were saying “no it hadn’t been tested we need to do extensive testing to see if its safe” and I told them boldly “I’ve been doing the same thing to the machines in Canada” so I sorta kinda went behind there back (for Australia) and put the modifications on the machines, and the little bitches at work told on me!! So I almost got canned and Aussie prezz was all “well if they fire you come here….hell come here anyway mate” I did talk it over with the wife (not the chick I was talking about in the previous blog, total different chick) and we decided no. I was bummed but all the other cool shit came after that…well there was cool stuff before too. Aaaaanyway so there is that. Better stuff to write about but I got a funk. Like this morning I had only slept 2 or 3 hours but still was in a great mood but MOTHER FUCKER being around negative, bitchyness just sucks a bag of dicks for real! Like people losing their F’ING minds over a stop light taking too long, just stupid stuff. I think like, hey can’t you see the birds or feel the air is warmer today and not f’ing drenched with humidity to make it feel colder than it actually is. The sun is out, we are not over ran with rabid monkeys, something. I hate it! It takes any kinda joy out of your life, well for me it does anyway. Well I didn’t work much today and spent 2.5 hours or so at the gym and basically spent the day by myself, which I needed bad. If I would have wrote this 4 hours ago it would have been sooooo much better. There will be better ones, heck I love doing this so I’ll just take the lap top out with me when its nicer. There was a rando chick/chicks story that happened today but I don’t feel like writing it cause I would do it no justice. I started out good and the voices in my head got louder and louder, made me make even less sense than normal…… it takes the life out of you….God I hope it don’t rub off!!! Adios And WOW I did jump like crazy, and editor would probably take my back in a cell for what I just wrote (read the previous blog to know about the cell….he he:-)) and beat the hell out of me. I would just delete it but it is sorta just a blog…..non non hanous, very non rad!
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This is my first time writing a blog, really the first time writing anything public (sure it shows...don't be so judgeie, jezz). I'm 43 and should be divorced in about a month, haven't heard nor seen her in well over a year so I sorta forget I'm still married. I'm basically at a crossroads in my life. Not like Ralph Machio in the movie 'Crossroads", think a lot less deals with the devil, guitars, and gravel roads, actually nothing like that. This is gonna be either a epic story of a come back or one great big train wreck. Lots of stories to tell and I hope some are entertaining. Maybe it will be an example of what not to do with your spare time. Thanks for stopping by. View more posts