some have alluded to my lack of cartoon skills so i've added a few bonafide samples of some pics i drew line by line from my imagination with mspaint. it's art, and it's difficult, and although the subject images i consider inappropriate for networking, it really is pretty good. I've done pencil & ink wildlife as well.
Sunday, October 31, 2004
Just doodling?
some have alluded to my lack of cartoon skills so i've added a few bonafide samples of some pics i drew line by line from my imagination with mspaint. it's art, and it's difficult, and although the subject images i consider inappropriate for networking, it really is pretty good. I've done pencil & ink wildlife as well.
Saturday, October 30, 2004
Wednesday, October 27, 2004
Eclipse
We were sitting around the front porch drinking jagermeisters, watching the bugzapper, and lying to each other, when the last lunar eclipse of 2004 came along so I thought I'd send you guys that missed it a few pics. The next total eclipse of the moon will not be until March 2007.
2004 Lunar Event Nasa
Tuesday, October 19, 2004
Monday, October 18, 2004
Sunday, October 17, 2004
Re: Slowing Down, by Charles
slowing down
Yesterday, October 16, 2004
We are spending the day indoors, nothing pressing. Darrell & Heather
has gone to the Balloon Festival and flea market in Vidaila, he was in
charge of the river barge for the firewiorks show Friday night. My
grandbabies are with their other Grandma, i suppose. Anthony has chosen
to go to his Grandpa's house early this morning. My baby boy Curtis
spent the night with his friend and doesn't come home till late
evening. When he returns, I sing him a few phrases of the song "It's
Only the Wind" (your children are not at the door) by the Areno Bros.,
and ask him if he knows the song. He doesn't. We have slowed down
enough to watch the DVD 'The Passion' which we have had for a while.
Ah, melancoly.
A house so empty,
where have they gone?
Where are my children,
so far from home?
My heart is longing,
for thier voice so near.
No need for rushing,
don't shed a tear.
They will return
in a moment or two.
Meanwhile thou,
I feel so blue. Sigh.
bc
Saturday, October 16, 2004
Scrapbook
Curtis
January 2000, Curtis was 9 years old
Curtis
Little Bill & Searchlight
Written & illustrated
by: Curtis Cirilo
Once
upon a time there was a boy named Little Bill. He had a dog named
Searchlight. My name is Curtis and I have a dog named Leppe.
Now Im going to tell you about Little Bill and Searchlight.
Chapter 1
The Cattle
Hey Grampa!, said Little Bill as he came running into the house
coming from school. What ya doing still laying in the bed so late in
the day? Oh, said Grampa, Im just a little tired. Well, come and
eat or Im going to give your food to the chickens, Bill said. Okay,
said Grampa. Come on, hurry up! Little Bill said. all right, Im coming, said Grampa.
While Grampa was getting up, Little Bill was getting the chicken feed and water.
One week later:
Its snowing outside Grampa, cant we go back in the house?
said Little Bill. Grampa said, we have to feed the cattle or they will
starve, Yep, they will die.
So they went to feed the the cattle on the levy. They couldnt find the cattle so they just laid it on the ground.
Where are the cattle? said Little Bill. Oh, theyre out there
somewhere trying to find food said Grampa.
Wherever there is food they will come to the feed. They will?
said Little Bill. Yep, sooner or later they will come, said Grampa.
The cattle are coming! yelled Little Bill. Yep, I told you,
said Grampa.
Just then, Grampa fell on the wagon holding his throat. Whats
the matter?, said Lil Bill. Then Grampa started to get up. I dont
know,
said Grampa, all of a sudden I started to get dizzy and fell down.
They went back to the house so Grampa wouldnt get dizzy again in the
cold air.
It was their lunch time and they were having pork chops, beans,
and rice. This is good! said Lil Bill.
Later that night when it was 9:00, it was bedtime. Time to go to
bed, hollered Grampa. Lil Bill said, okay Im going to bed now.
After
Lil Bill went to bed, Grampa went to bed too. Grampa was snoring and
Lil Bill was snoozing. It was a good night that night, but the next
morning....,
The cat got Grampa
Well, almost got him.
Lil Bill thought he was just too sleepy to get up but he wasnt. Then
Lil Bill woke up and ran down the stairs, he saw Grampa laying in bed.
He went over to Grampa and said, get up, Grampa! get up!. But Grampa
didnt say a word. Oh no! said Lil Bill, Grampas in trouble.
Searchlight growled as though Lil' Bill was in trouble.
Searchlight and Lil Bill ran to Doc. Smiths house. Doc. Smith is
a doctor. When they finally got to Doc. Smiths house Lil Bill ran in the
house
and yelled to Doc. Smith Grampas in trouble!, Grampas in trouble!.
Whoa, whoa, slow down, Lil Bill!, Doc. Smith said. What did you
say, Grampas in trouble?. Yes, said Lil Bill, Grampas sick!
So they hitched the horses to the wagon while Searchlight ran.
They reached Lil Bills house and ran to Grampa.
Chapter 2
Grampa
Doc. Smith saw Grampa laying down in bed. He usually gets up before
me, said Lil Bill. Doc. Smith got out her bag that she checks
people with, then she checked Grampa. She then said to Little Bill that
Grampa
had a heart attack. No, said Lil Bill, Grampas a strong man, he
couldnt. Yes, he could, said Doc. Smith. No!, he couldnt!
said Lil Bill, and he started to cry.
Doc. Smith went back to her cabin slowly and quietly so that she
wouldnt
disturb Little Bill. After a few minutes, Lil Bill stopped crying.
Then he looked around and he didnt see Doc. Smith. Lil Bill
yelled, Doc Smith, where are you?!. Little Bill said it over and over.
Meanwhile, Doc. Smith was back at her cabin making a cake for Little
Bill, Searchlight, and Grampa.
Then it was night time and Little Bill left grandpa at the house and
went to Doc.Smiths house to get the medicine for grandpa.Hey, Doc.
Smith I came to get the medicine that grandpa was supposed to take.Oh
my word. Your grandpa was supposed to take that medicine at 7:00. Now
It- 8:08.Here There's your grandpas medicine go ,go or your grandpa
will die.So Little Bill hurried as fast as he could to get to
grandpa.Then Little Bill finally made it to grandpa. He hurried inside
to give grandpa his medicine before he will die.So Little Bill went to
give grandpa his medicine. Little Bill was giving grandpa his medicine
when grandpa finally said a word.Well actually he said ???? of words.
What he said was,Go water & fertilize the plants.After that he said
this,Also go water and feed the cattle and the heard of sheep. So
Little Bill went to feed the cattle and the herd of sheep. When Little
Bill feed the herd of sheep he found a died little lamb.Their lamb was
just 2 weeks old.The mother sheep died of an heart attack. Only because
of her little lamb died.The little lamb died of fright.Because a coyote
came up and almost killed the baby so the lamb died of fright.Little
Bill carried the lamb in his fence that he built and he buried the
little lamb 5 feet deep in the ground. Only so that animals couldn't
dig the lamb up out of the ground.Searchlight barked and barked as
Little Bill buried the little lamb.Then Searchlight started to bark at
something in the field. What is it boy! What is it!Searchlight looked
at Little Bill and started to run in the field.Little Bill followed
Searchlight to the field.When Little Bill got there Searchlight had
done killed a wolf that killed another baby lamb. The herd of sheep
were going loonytic.Little Bill was frightened. Little Bill thought
that if coyotes come and kill the baby lambs more of the coyotes would
come to kill more.Little Bill and Searchlight went to the house to tell
grandpa about the coyotes and the herd of sheep.They got to grandpa and
told him thatGrandpa coyotes are getting on the farm and killing the
baby lambs, and also the big sheep to.Grandpa didnt say a word to
Little Bill.Little Bill started to cry. Little Bill saidGrandpa why
did you get like this, Ho WHY.!!!Then Searchlight put his paw on
Little Bills arm. Then Little Bill got up and went outside.Little Bill
went to check on the little lambs and there were none of the little
lambs missing or none of the big sheep.Then they went to the school
house to visit there friends.They met almost all of there friends.It
was dark at night and Little Bill went home to get in bed.That night
Little Bill couldnt go to sleep.Little Bill didnt know
why.Searchlight was sound a sleep.Searchlight was having such a good
dream that Little Bill could scream in his ear and he still wouldn't
get up.The dream that Searchlight was having was him and a girl getting
married.But it was just a dream.That morning when Searchlight woke up
he was so mad. Only because it want true, and it was only a dream.
But the dream was over with.Searchlight wanted to go and check on the
herd of sheep and baby lambs.They went out there and Little Bill had
his gun with him.The gun was a 3-0 -8.Its kind of like a 30-out 6.
Little Bill saw a coyote out in the field stocking the sheep. Little
Bill hated to kill animals but he had to do it. Then the coyote jumped
up and he saw Little Bill.BAM, BAM, BAM,went Little Bills gun.Little
Bill saidIm sorry but I had to do itBut it was over with.Little Bill
and Searchlight went to put the coyote in the woods.But the next day
the coyote stunk worse than Little Bill and Searchlight would think it
would. Little Bill and Searchlight and grandpa could smell it in the
house even it stunk so bad.Little Bill and Searchlight went to put the
coyote some where else while grandpa would stay in the house where it
was warm.Little Bill took the coyoty out of the woods and he took it to
a junkyard that even the dead coyoty wouldnt even want to be in it it
stunk so bad.While Little Bill was putting the coyoty in the junkyard
Searchlight backed up away from the junkyard.Then all of a sudden a
huge germaned sheperd growed at Little Bill.But Little Bill did not ear
the growling.Searchlights ears shot up in the air smelling the germand
sheperd.Searchlight started to growl to.Little Bill tured his back on
the germaned sheperd and Little Bill made a mistake right then.The
germanded sheperd jumped out of the junkyard and bit Little Bill in the
leg. Little Bill was hurt.Searchlight started to takle the germaded
sheperd.Just like a football player would takle Steve Young.When the
germaned sheperd ran off Little Bill and Searchlight was badly
hurt.Little Bill was bitten in the leg the ribs and Little Bill got
clawed in the face.Searchlight was sorteve okay.But Little Bill was
engered more then Searchlight was.Little Bill and Searchlight tried to
go home. Then a man came up in front of them.Searchlight started to
growl again.The old man said to Little Bill and Searchlight that he was
sorry about what happed about the dog.It was my dog I was trying to
call him back to me. But he just didnt listing to me.Come inside and
have somthing to drink. Ill get my wife to hill you up. And your dog
then Little Bill interuped and he said Searchlight is his name.The old
man said Searchlight Ill fix him up right quik.Little Bill said are
you a vet.Yes Im a vet.Little Bill was so suprised.Your relly a vet I
cant baleve it.Yep Im a vet.Well Id better get to working on
Searchlight.Hey you think you can
come over lots of times my wife
and I get kinda borered down here.Hey you want to came over to my house
somtime Little Bill said.Sure said the man.The man said somtimes My
wife and I can come over to your house somtimes Little Bill.Ya!Said
Little Bill.Well Id better get home.Oright O.K., O.K.said Little Bill
then the old man said it.Then Little Bill satarted to go home without
Searchlight.Little Bill said Ill come back tomorrow you think you can
be finished with Searchlight by then.
Sure said the man.So Little
Bill went back to the house to grandpa.When Little Bill got home with
grandpa he got in the bed.Befor he got in bed,he got his sleepingbag
and put it beside grandpa.So mLittle Bill could sleep by grandpa that
night.Because Searchlight used to keep grandpa some compine during the
night.,Searchlight would sleep up on the foot of the bed.And
Searchlight would keep grandpa some compine and keep his feet warm
duing the night.
Little Bill went to sleep and then Little Bill
wokeup and thoute about Searchlight at the old mans house down in the
hills.Little Bill got out of bed and got dressed.Little Bill was going
to get Searchlight from the old mans house from down in the
hills.Little Bill finnily got to the old mans house.Little Bill knocked
on the door to see if the old man had Searchlight fixed yet.But the old
man didnt have Searchlight fixed yet but Little Bill was so exited to
see Searchlight again.The old man awoke from in bed.And the old man
said in his mind that must be that boy coming to get Searchlight,but I
havnt fixed Searchlight yet.The old man went to ancer the door.He
looked out the peek hole in the door he had put in the door while he
was putting up the door when he was building the house.He opened the
door for Little Bill. Little Bill hured up and said did you fix
Searchlight over the night.The old man said he didnt get finised with
Searchlight over the night.Little Bill went inside to atleast see
Searchlight.Little Bill saw Searchlight laying down in a warm comfy
couch.Little Bill said Do you alouw dogs on your furniture.Yes I do I
have to alow dogs on my furniture Im a vet , said the old man.The old
man said Why dont you come and drink alitle coffe. Little Bill said
alright.
So Little Bill and the old man went to drink soime
coffe.The old man saidDo you know my name?.Little Bill said no
Why?Wele I want you to know my name.My name is Mr.Ralf ..O.K. said
Little Bill.Mabe tomorrow you will have Searchlight done. Mr.Ralf said
Searchlight has some real bad engeries.My germaned shepered was
trained to keep peaple way away from our yard.So for nowon Ill tie up
my dog.Because you and Searchlight are going to be coming over to my
house ant you going to be coming over to my house.Yes.Are you coming
to my house for alitle while?said Little Bill.Sure said Mr. Ralf.
Little Bill started to go home with grandpa.So Little Bill went
home.When Little Bill got to the house with grandpa he started to put
some wood in the heater that grtandpa had built when he was a little
boy.Grandpa was 12 years old when he built the heater for his grandpa
to use in his house.His grandpa pasted away because of cancer.
After a little while Little Bill thought about Doc.Smith the doctor remmber about Doc.Smith.
So Little Bill went over to Doc.Smiths house to get the medicine for
grandpa.When Little Bill got at Doc.Smiths house Doc.Smith had a pie
for Little Bill and grandpa and Searchlight to eat.Little Bill was so
exited that Doc.Smith had a pecan pie for him and Searchlight and you
cant forget grandpa,or it could be Mr. Ralf way in the mountain
tops.Doc.Smith came where Little Bill was in the kicthen.Doc.Smith
saidyou got to get your grandpas medecine and get all of yases pecan
pie.
Little Bill got the pie the first thing then he got the
medecine for grandpa.Pecan pie is Little Bills faverite kind of
cake.Exepe for pizza pepperonnie pizza.
Little Bill went back to
the house with grandpa.Little Bill gave grandpa some medecine and after
that he ate some of that pie that Doc.Smith cooked for all of
them.Little Bill gave a little bit to grandpa and a little bit to
Searchlight.Then Little Bill went to Mr.Ralfs house and gave him a
littler bit of the pioe that Doc.Smith cookeed them.But Doc.Smith
didnt know abut the man up in the mountain tops.
When Little Bill
got to Mr.Ralfs house Mr. Ralf was shooting a scarcrow.Little Bill
saidWhat are you doing shooting that scarecrow?Well Im practcing for
hunting deer and things like that,said Mr.ralf.Little Bill gave Mr.Ralf
a pic of the pecan cake and Little Bill
left back home with grandpa
in the warm house.The heater was stile burning.Little Bill went by the
heater and got warmed up.It was winter outside and it was really
cood.Grandpa called Little Bill over to him.And he said in hand langues
is this I want you to sale the cattle and every thing we have outside
our house exeped for the chickens because we have to eat there
eggs.And Little Bill went outside again to sale the cattle and
everything they had outside.First Little Bill went up in the top of the
mountains and went to Mr. Ralfs house way far oof in the top fo the
mountains like I already said.
Little Bill knoked on Mr. Ralfs door
and Mr. Ralf came to open the door for Little Bill.Mr.Ralf coulnt see
the cattle and almost everything they had on their farm.
Mr. Ralf opened the door and Little Bill came in and ate with
Mr.
Ralf at the table.Little Bill said I need to ask you if you can buy
somthing for my grandpa and me and for our farm we have.Mr . Ralf
wasnt so sure about buying anytrhing from Little Bill and his
grandpa.Only because he didnt have very much money.
Thats the
only reason why he wasnt that sure about buying the cattle and
everything they had on their farm exepte for their chickens.
December 1999, Anthony was 10 years old
Anthony
The Lost Land Of Unicorns
Written By: Anthony Cirilo
Once long , long time ago there was a Galleon named Is. Aponie.The
reason why was because she always had ponies aboard her ship.But...this
day was different there was a storm up ahead .
She was full and getting closer.Save your life one of the crew members sceamed1111
The
storm had stuck the ship1 With terrore it washed the ship to its
side.The ponies were frighttened by the storm.The ship was tossed to
its side.But not a humans flesh was saved .BUT...........there was a
few things servived like .......................chairs, tables ,ponies
,shoes,dolls wait.......................... did I say ponies?Yes
Isertaily did.
December 1999, Anthony was 10 years old
MY LOVE
There are three different kinds of love which is family love, pet love
and also romantic love. Now Im going to talk about all three of them.
Out of the three Im going to talk about family love in this paragraph.
Like my mom and I sometimes argue but we still know that we love each
other. And it goes like that for my dad, we argue but at the same time
we know that we love each other. That goes like that for the rest of my
family also.
Now Im going to talk about pet love. I have lots
of pets that I love. I have to feed them, play with them and sometimes
if they act bad I have to scold them but in about five minutes later we
make up for that when we play. Like our horse barely ever get any
attention and she gets sad but when the weekend gets here she gets
happy because we can get out there and run her and play.
Now
Im going to talk about romantic love. What I do with romantic love is
when I do have money I either give them the money or buy them something
that I think they will like. I also like to spend time with them and
their family. True love can be painful, fun and also unending most of
the time. And if you think that Im lying, you go and fall into true
love and youll figure out the Im not.
And thats all Ive got
to say about those three kinds of love. So no matter what kind of love
it can be unending, painful and fun. But it all depends.
Darrell
This poem was placed in Grandpas jacket pocket March 08,1996
Dedicated to Grandpaw Cirilo August 18,1919- March 06,1996
GREEN GRASS, GREEN GRASS
Green grass, green grass, oh how you grow.
You grow at night, and you grow in the day.
You grow 24 hours a day.
But in the winter you start to die,
Then I sit on the porch every winter day,
I always look for the green grass.
And then one spring day, I see little sprouts,
They grow and they grow.
They grow until the green grass is back,
Now you are once again beautiful green grass.
Now you may grow and grow and keep on growing
forever until winter again.
Byron Darrell Cirilo Jr. age 10`'
And by yours truly;
nobody laughs
It
was a windy, sunny day when she walked into my life. I was enthralled
by her beauty. She was very slim, with magnificent long legs which went
all the way to heaven. I was madly in love at first sight. I quickly
learned that her name was Kay. In every way she was an angel, destined
to become my wife. Each day brought more joy into my heart.
I
had never met such a girl. Quiet, traditional, and very well mannered.
She carried herself with eloquence well beyond her modest years of
fifteen. Perhaps this was due to her being raised in a Christian home,
or maybe the fact that they were farmers, well accustomed to hard work
and the miracle of planting a seed and watching it grow into a harvest
after much tilling, and cultivation, and timely watering from above. In
any event, she was nurturing, and seemed to know exactly what I needed
to grow into a man, and that is what she gave, in abundance, and
unselfishly, without hesitation nor pondering, and I began to
understand the essence of Love.
After a brief six months of
courtship, I was ready (after some hinting) to ask her hand in
marriage, And on September 03, 1976, we consummated what would prove to
be the start of a long and tumultuous honeymoon lasting nine years
before the Lord would bless us with a child.
This was an
extremely important learning period for both of us, but especially for
myself as I was quite ignorant of what commitment really meant. Not to
say that I was promiscuous, but neither was I as virtuous in heart as I
could have been. This would prove to be a controversy in the years to
come.
After we were married, we immediately purchased a mobile
home and located it in close proximity to her parents home, and for a
while, this arrangement worked out just fine. She was happy, and this
made me pleased, her joy became my bliss.
In February 1985, I
received news of her conception while I was working out of town in the
oilfields. I was immensely proud, and distracted.
As I watched
her belly swell, I knew she was beautiful. Pregnancy only enhanced her
beauty. Soon we had a wonderful man-child, and as I stayed home, I
became well bonded to this child through firsthand experience of
nightly feedings, diaper changing, and colic. (Boiled onion water with
sugar to cut the taste does work!)
to be continued?
yard: I gotchur back
Thursday, October 14, 2004
Wednesday, October 13, 2004
blind justice
Shoes and trousers lie in a mass grave site being excavated in Hatra, northern Iraq, Tuesday, Oct 12, 2004. Europeans skilled at excavating mass graves are reluctant to join the search for victims of Saddam Hussein's regime because the former dictator could face the death penalty for crimes committed during his rule, according to Greg Kehoe, an American human rights lawyer who is working with the Iraqi Special Tribunal.
Sunday, October 10, 2004
Ecetera
Sunday, October 03, 2004
Duty calls
It is 3:30 am and I have just returned from being summoned to extract
guests from a stalled elevator, I say stalled because the term stuck,
which everybody uses, just doesn't fit in this case. Its like I learned
quickly when first being introduced to the oil field and La. gumbo
(mud) several years ago. You're not stuck if you're moving, however
slightly, because sometimes you can worm your way out, with a backwards
and forward motion. Anyway, as I was saying, being awakened from a deep
sleep at 12:47 A.M., it is at first difficult to realize who you're
talking to on the other end of the phone, as I was not awakened by the
ring, the telephone was thrust in my hand in the middle of the night.
Then when you understand the nature of the problem, you know the party
on the other end of the phone is clueless as to what to do in
emergencies (used loosely here), and is not understanding your simple
instructions as to how to remedy this situation, and is not going to be
able to follow simple procedures. Sigh.
I
am already dressed, and on my way, I have called in route and know the
guests have already gotten themselves out, via yelling and cursing
loudly, for they are quite drunk, as is nearly everyone else I see this
time of morning, and have managed to damage the doors and make certain
the elevator is inoperable. Of course, this only gives a secondary
reason to continue on my way, I must now survey the damages, and return
my elevator to service if possible, I must also determine the cause of
the previously mentioned "stuck" condition.
There is a single shoe
and an unfortunate coyote in the highway as I persist on my duty call.
I think maybe they are the lucky ones, their job is done.
I arrive
at work, and retrieve my service keys, and find that the outer door has
been kicked out by my inebriated guests in their frustration and
realization that the security (another term used loosely) guard is
unable to help them. These doors have served faithfully for just over
77 years and they have been compromised inside the space of a half
hour. I make sure the guard understands this has happened on his watch.
There is no need for anger, I am satisfied with showing this person how
very simple it is to reach across from the second elevator, and unlatch
an undamaged door, with a broomstick, as were my words while on the
phone.
I discover first the reason for the stopped elevator, by
accessing the top of the car and traveling down the hoist way on
inspection. A misalignment of the roller cam on the inside car door and
the outer hallway door, a couple of washers behind the roller fixes the
problem. As for the outer door, which is wooden, it takes more coaxing
to return it to its proper position inside its frame, and I create even
more damage to affect the repair. Ah, well, I can worry about
aesthetics another day, what's important now is make the elevator car
useful.
I am home, but awake now, and fatigue feels slowly slipping
in. Sometimes I ask myself why I have for so many years always managed
to get these jobs which require a pager, and 24 hour on call duty. Then
I look around my home, and I understand, this is why, duty calls. bc
guests from a stalled elevator, I say stalled because the term stuck,
which everybody uses, just doesn't fit in this case. Its like I learned
quickly when first being introduced to the oil field and La. gumbo
(mud) several years ago. You're not stuck if you're moving, however
slightly, because sometimes you can worm your way out, with a backwards
and forward motion. Anyway, as I was saying, being awakened from a deep
sleep at 12:47 A.M., it is at first difficult to realize who you're
talking to on the other end of the phone, as I was not awakened by the
ring, the telephone was thrust in my hand in the middle of the night.
Then when you understand the nature of the problem, you know the party
on the other end of the phone is clueless as to what to do in
emergencies (used loosely here), and is not understanding your simple
instructions as to how to remedy this situation, and is not going to be
able to follow simple procedures. Sigh.
I
am already dressed, and on my way, I have called in route and know the
guests have already gotten themselves out, via yelling and cursing
loudly, for they are quite drunk, as is nearly everyone else I see this
time of morning, and have managed to damage the doors and make certain
the elevator is inoperable. Of course, this only gives a secondary
reason to continue on my way, I must now survey the damages, and return
my elevator to service if possible, I must also determine the cause of
the previously mentioned "stuck" condition.
There is a single shoe
and an unfortunate coyote in the highway as I persist on my duty call.
I think maybe they are the lucky ones, their job is done.
I arrive
at work, and retrieve my service keys, and find that the outer door has
been kicked out by my inebriated guests in their frustration and
realization that the security (another term used loosely) guard is
unable to help them. These doors have served faithfully for just over
77 years and they have been compromised inside the space of a half
hour. I make sure the guard understands this has happened on his watch.
There is no need for anger, I am satisfied with showing this person how
very simple it is to reach across from the second elevator, and unlatch
an undamaged door, with a broomstick, as were my words while on the
phone.
I discover first the reason for the stopped elevator, by
accessing the top of the car and traveling down the hoist way on
inspection. A misalignment of the roller cam on the inside car door and
the outer hallway door, a couple of washers behind the roller fixes the
problem. As for the outer door, which is wooden, it takes more coaxing
to return it to its proper position inside its frame, and I create even
more damage to affect the repair. Ah, well, I can worry about
aesthetics another day, what's important now is make the elevator car
useful.
I am home, but awake now, and fatigue feels slowly slipping
in. Sometimes I ask myself why I have for so many years always managed
to get these jobs which require a pager, and 24 hour on call duty. Then
I look around my home, and I understand, this is why, duty calls. bc
Saturday, October 02, 2004
Kays Recipe "for the hard working woman"
Description:
any ingredient is optional
we do this 2,3,4 times week mmmm..phhttt!
Ingredients:
ground beef, mustard, mayo, ketchup, onion, buns, lettuce, tomato, pickles.
Directions:
Turn right onto hwy 84, go 1 1/2 miles, turn right into Sonic Drive Inn.
Push button.
salt & pepper to taste
Friday, October 01, 2004
Balance
An ecological community and its environment interacting and functioning as a unit
Lee says: "Is it gonna be a planter box?"
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