keep on rolling, just a mile to go, keep on rolling, my old budy your moving much to slow

So I’ve got an interview in portland for a systems analyist job.  I haven’t got a clue what a systems analyist does, but it’s another potienial job. 

 So I not only need a new temperuture sensor for my car, I also need a culch  :( It happened on the way back from windsor and the car wouldn’t go over a hundered, it would do between 95 and 105 but wouldn’t go any faster, the cutch was slipping.  it happened again today on my way home. I wasn’t even speeding this time.  so there goes yet another weekend, I hope I can get it changed in a weekend.  but that will have to wait for next weekend, the weekend will be spent putting in the temp sendor so it will pass emssions, the idle has to be low enough for them to check it, I don’t spend much time at idle, so it didn’t matter to me.  but it would be great if it also fixed the cold start problem so i didn’t have to care around a can of exploisve to get it started.  But i do sort of like it as an anti theft measure:)

i was wondering it anyone else finds it just amazing that in the motorcycle section of craglist it lists, things like a 06 zx10r (200 mph bike) right next to a fat people  chair? you know the ones that fat people have to get around on because their to lazy to walk.  I would have thought that there would be an area for those, maybe medical sypilies? but nope they see fit to have them in with the bikes. 

 

NP: jack straw, the greatful dead

I can’t tell you anything, you don’t already know

I don’t know what it was about out there today, It seemed nice enough as I left the house, I was going up to eaton co, a few miles north of greeley, I have an interview on tues for a job in greeley. and I wanted to check it out. 

as I was dirving up there were really violent clouds forming over the mountains. huge black towwering clouds.  and then after bulding up for maybe ten minuetes, they would blow out compleately.  I don’t know what was happpening, I would glance over and see this huge mess of angry air and look back at the road, then glance back, and it would be gone.  it was directly to the west of me, so it wasn’t coming out onto the plains, I don’t know what was going on with them. 

so anyway, I got to the town, if you could call it that.  one strip mall, a huge number of buildings lining main street, but not a single shop in any of them. they weren’t boarded up of anything, just diserited.  they looked like they had been abandoned right about the time I was born,  I found the city hall, that’s where I’m going for my interview.

so I drove around the town some more, it really didn’t take much time.  the town wasn’t like anything I’d ever seen in colorado. it was like a farming town down in texas, short of the assholes in lifted trucks. but everything else was there, the grain silo was just like any other bulding in town. the farm feilds were unfenced, there were green corps growning out in the fields…

then I moved on towards greeley. since that’s the place I would actually be working.  just as I turned down the road towards greeley the wind picked up. it wasn’t much wind by colorado standards, but you have to remeber it hasn’t been windy here in years.  so the ~50mph gusts came as quite a shock,  esp to the old mexican riding his bike along the highway, it knocked him over.  (he was ok though, he had gotten up and was tiring to ride when I went past)

and so greeley. a town I don’t really know much about. it’s got the smell of feed lots.  something tells me I’d be making a lot more vegie stuff if I had to live there (so that’s maybe a plus?) but anyway, I only had to endure the smell for like a mile, cause the plant was on the east side of the highway and the wind was from the west.  but as I’m dirving down this road, I don’t know what road, there weren’t any houses for sale, nothing for rest.  then I came to a bunch of houses for rent. just accross the street from the college. then nothing, the a few started poping up, as I turned onto another road, a highway. and there was a block of houses for sale. an entire block of houses.  a for sale sign in each and everyone.  the next block there were a few less, but from that point on, every block had at least one for sale sign. so I guess it means cheap rent?

anyway, onward past greeley, I don’t know what town was next, I’m thinking maybe loveland? I drove through that town as well.  strip malls galore. I turned down 287 just as one of the storms that had been buliding up accorss the mountains came down off of the mountain. maybe they had just come so fast that they blew themselves out before getting more than a coulpe of miles out? it was pretty damm inpressive.  maybe 5/8 of a inch of water in the time it took to lights to change? and then it was gone. a mile up the road it was dry, and I don’t think it was because the strom missed it up there. but with ~40 mph winds (they had slowed a bit) and an atmosphere as viloently changeing I think it all evaporated.

so anyway, I had my dogs with me, thinking that I could take them out in whatever parks they had in this town, but they didn’t have any, so It was on to the res, boulder res has been a farvoite of my dogs for some reason, they don’t like the park with a pond here in broomfield.  and the res was far more voilent than I’ve ever seen it before, well the res it self I’ve sene that topsy turvy, but not combined with the attmosphere above as well. there was no one out on the res, white caps forming out in the middle wouldn’t let me see if all of the boats were ashore, but as of yesterday they were still mored out in it.I wakled around with my dogs for a while, but there were more people out with there dogs and I was still scared of another t-storm, so we didn’t stay long. 

and that’s it.  I’m not really sure what to think of this job. it’s the same as the on in glennwood springs, which I still don’t know if I’ve gotten. the job itself seems really cool, basically an office manager for a cop shop.  but I don’t know anything about the location.  I really am hopeing to get the job somewhere else, like little rock, or chareston, or some town in tn, I’ve gotten “reffered to the hireing officer” inall of those places as well.   I suppose I could comute, but I don’t want to.  and I don’t realy know anything about greeley.

I suppose I’ll take it just the same. anythings better than what I’m doing now. on the subject of the job I interviewed for on last friday, they had already hired someone(s), before I even got the interview.  no real suprise, as it  was with the IRS. 

 

NP, guided by voices, Acorns & Orioles. 

I’d really love to see these guys again. but the pavement reuoin isn’t really appleaing to me. I don’t know why.  I was thinking about my best comcerts again a couple of weeks ago, and GBV was definiatly in my top five. pavement wasn’t even in my top fifty, and I think i saw them three times? oh well.

if it came down to your life or mine, I’d do the stupid thing, and let you go on living

I was thinking, absent mindly, I could come up with nearly 80K without more than a months notice. between my stock trading account, my credit cards, and my retirement accounts, I would have 78k. 

and it’s so temping to do…

 

but anyway, I’ve got a interview for a crappy job with the IRS on friday, and I’m supposed to take a test for a different crappy job with them.

neither are as bad as my job now.

I really think a computer could do such a better job at preforming my job, we only have three reasons a tax payer can owe, that’s it.  it doesn’t matter what the tax payers says, we have to tell them one of three answers.  god it’s depessing to see a grown man doing a job that could be done better by a computer.

I do love the time off, though I haven’t worked since four on tues, and I’ve still got three days vacation awating me. 

please let me get some other job….

 

NP:built to spill, Distopian Dream Girl

but you’ll never know, what I feel inside, that I’m really bad

So it’s been beatiful weather here. the rain, just occasionally not enough to soak you, I took all these pics with my iphone, so none of them turned out right, by the sky looked so cool, the banks of couds bulit up against the mountians and appearing to pore off the higher passes.

the fog so thick that you couldn’t see the moutains till you where almost on top of them, the driving through wide open fields, the strange feeling you get driving through the wide open country up in montana, like the sky really is bigger, it felt like that for the first time I’ve felt anywhere but montana.

It really was great, and then just after I got back from walking my dogs, the clouds closed in, and it didn’t feel anything like montana, it actually got dark and started to really rain. it would have been depressing if it hadn’t been so great not five minuetes before.

oh well, not time to install a new exhaust on my car

NP sonic youth, little trouble girl

be still my heart, engine turning over, won’t you start?

I don’t know why I was so  happy over this weekend, but I was, estaticly happy, the weather was good, and though I didn’t actually do anything save for taken my dogs out to the boulder res, I was really happy to be doing it.  The drive over was amazing. I took 287 up to lookout road and lookout road right to the res, drving up lookout road was great, it’s one of those roads that goes up and down as it passes throught the fields of corn and wheat, and at times you can’t see the sprawling mertopilis sounding us, just me and my dogs and a shit load of wheat, off in the distance you could see the foothills rising up over the landscape and rain falling somewhat to the north. it was beatuful. 

and then at the res, the back side where they allow dogs, there weren’t any cops driving around (I’ve seen them before, nothing to ruin a good walk than being run off of the trail by a black police suv) it was nice and friendly, the people actually wanting to know what kind of dogs these are and so on, more friendly than I’ve seen people in the denver area be on a regular basis ever before, and to tell the truth, a tinsy bit annoying as well, I had my headphones on and was trying to listen to music… but not that big of a deal becuase there wasn’t anyone around comparied to usual.   and here is the kicker, when we got back home, the dogs just passed out from exhution i gess. 

but i still haven’t worked on my car, and it’s getting close to the date when I have to, the tags expired last month, so I really need to get a proper exhuast system on there and some how change the idle point of the motor, fix what ever is making it idle at 1500.  and then once It’s passed emissions i need to get a fueul injector set up on it. I don’t want to have to waste entire cans of starting fluid on it again this winter.  not to mention the spring that i’ve spent two days trying to cut off of the car and finally just said screw it and left it three quarters of before driving to grand juction.

and my guess would be that I will need it to start when it gets cold out again this winter, I’ve been interviewed for 5 jobs all in places it’s too cold during the winter. bend or, seattle, medford or, glennwood springs co, and somewhere else.  not a single job where it’s nice year round yet. god I hope one of them calls soon, I don’t know how much more crap I can put up with at work, and it’s getting mighty trieing living here with my fam.

 

NP: mirah, engine heart

California

So I’ve been thinking, about moving to cali.  I didn’t get the job as a cop, because “you were found excellently quailfyed, but there weren’t any openings in the area you selected”  this inspite of the posting on the web, which stated they were desparate for people in georga.

so I looked online and low and behold, there is a opening in washington and two in cali, i applied to the one in washington, but it got me thinking, could I stand to live in cali for a couple of years? could I afford it? and the answer to the last question seems to be yes. in san degio I somehow have my doubts about san fran.

but could i stand it?

I know i could live there for ever, without my car, or any cool car, with all of those people everywhere. but I could maybe do it for a couple of years? I mean I always wanted to live in the city for a couple of years, at least so cal has better weather right? and I would be making good money, but surpisingly not as good an in ga.  only about 10k over what I’m making today.  oh never mind, I’m looking at a different table,  55k  is plenty good. (it was 53k in ga)

I think I’m going to apply in ca.  what the hell? they got to need more people than washington right?

NPjoni michell, californica

another Marxist celebration, this time with pipes instead of guns

I’ve been wondering what up with peoples dress lately.  I mean people from prior eras are fine with they clinging to dress standards from a bygone era, but one of the guys I was working with said something like “lets be serious, which would you rather work with my in my dress slacks and buttoned down long sleeve shirt, or you in your t-shirt and jean shorts?” I replied that i’d rather work with the guy who looked comfortable. 

he took great offense to this.  and I’m not really sure why.  I mean to quote Steinbeck, “you’ve got to be pretty rich to dress as poorly as you do”  the people with enough money to do what they want, even back in the forties and fifties dresses as through they didn’t care about it.  can we, as a society have gotten more anal?

so anyway this guy, who was greatly offended by my comment, stated that he was quite comfortable in St. loius in the summer in his dress slacks and long sleeve shirt.  which i find a little bit ridiculous. A long sleeve shirt comfortable?

I don’t really see any reason for long sleeve shirts to exist.   I can kind of see the point if you are out gathering hay or some sort of outdoor activities where you are going to cut up your arms if you don’t have something covering you arms (I’ll take the scrapes over the pain of the additional heat kept in by a long sleeve shirt, but that may just be me) but what point could they have in the outside world? I mean if it’s cold enough to wear a long sleeve shirt, chances are It’s cold enough to wear a actual jacket or coat.

and it’s not like when you get inside it’s going to be cold enough that you will need the extra layers, it’s liable to be hotter that you are comfortable with inside. 

np: built to spill,  still flat

 (god I need a new job, I’ve redacted to posting coments on the weather in my blog, please, anything!)

a friend of the devil, is a friend of mine

I find my self wondering if people actually believe in that whole “a Christian company in support of Israel” garbage

It’s like you tried killing our lord and savor, you had us thrown to the lions, but now where glad to have you around, just stay the fuck over there.

we’ll send you guns and money and so forth. just stay there so you can get blown to fuck, and then the end of the world will come and we will be abandoning our cars and houses and kids as we are whisked off to the happy happy joy joy land.

but i guess some people as stupid enough to believe anything. 

I mean just look at the Mormons.

I mean really, they believe that their lord joe smith, say these writings on gold tablets, and when someone took away the book he’d written, he said he could just rewrite it, but it would be different this time, cause god had changed the translation in the mean time. 

but somehow they have it more together than the rest of us on a whole. 

maybe being simple really is better?

NP: greatfull dead, friend of the devil

and when the stakes are high, I’m careless with the dice, and now it feels like, I’m pushing my luck all of the time

So I stayed home sick today, i just didn’t feel like going in today.

and the thing is, i don’t want to take my dogs out, or hop on my bike, all I want to do is go to bed. 

so that’s what I’m going to do.

here’s to hopeing i’m more motiveated when I get up.

np Rainer maria, the awful turth of loving you

I know I should get next to you, you’ve got a look that made me think your cool, but it’s just sexual attraction, that’s all there is, so I’d rather keep wackin, why bother, it’s gona hurt me, it’s gonna kill when you desert me,

the thing is with my attemps at realationships, I don’t want to live anywhere near here anymore. and everyone i meet act’s as thought denver is the best thing ever.

it’s not.

thought if you are the sort of person who like to brag that they love going snowboarding, but actually hates going snowboarding, the sort of person who loves camping, but hates to be our amoungst  the bugs, and you actully expect me to sleep on the ground? then denver is the perfect place for you.

but that’s not me.  i don’t care what the ground is like where i sleep, I’d hope it’s roughly flat, but anything more is just iceing. and if I’m going to spend $50 on a lift ticket, I’d better be there from the first lift ride to the last, none of this show up at noon and be off of the mountain by 2:30 bull shit.

so hence denver doesn’t really suit me.

I want to move somewhere where people are at least honest. 

yes I like going to coffee shops and talking about movies more than I like going to see them, and I love going and talking about concerts, but I don’t enjoy most of the ones I’ve been to. and I can admit it too, most of us can’t.  I can’t stand living here anymore. 

and I know it won’t be any different anywhere else.

but that’s why I have chosen to hate my home state at the moment. but it’s not even like that, I don’t mind granby, or grand juction, or glennwood springs, because for some reason, I don’t get that same vibe from being there.  I did get it in vail/beaver creek/ avon.  but when I stopped to buy a iron to make sure my shirt was good for my interview, in glennwood springs,  I was amazed at the amount of actual punks at the laocal target super center.   real punks, not the hot topic fake punks like you see ever so often around here.

and grand juction it was much the same, the people with pickup trucks were, (mostly) the people who actually needed them for something, not for the “my dick’s way to small so I over compensate with a big ass truck that never even goes on a dirt road” or the ever more common, “I want my kid to be safe so I’m going to buy the biggest thing I can”

NP weezer