Day of the Blizzard

The Neighborly Thing

When you enjoy people it's hard sometimes to be cool about it. People have obligations. You can't spend too much time worrying how or why or who. But you do get to choose if you will or you won't.

Today we had a Blizzard, which is fine. And they did something new. They said 'no one can go out and about' unless you have a reason. Why? Well, it helps them to allow them to get all the things done that they need to do. All of the other things that other people need to do? All of the important whatever, if my Mom were needing a visit I'd have just gone. But, you know, it's better to not be joy riding.

Back in the 1960's and 1970's when we had a lot of snow people would just hit it. They maybe didn't know how hard it was going to be. Get the ski-slope, damnit, on time, with the foot and a half of powder. You know, it is fun to ski in that kind of snow. But there is something just a little bit obcessive about wanting to drive in those kinds of conditions for a day of recreation.

And so I was always one to drive through the blizzard. I'd be in Vermont and needing to be in Massachusetts and I'd do it. Or it would be the other way around. We would only have the days we had, you had to go or else you didn't get to. It was really a long way to go for . . . a day or two of skiing without any guarantees that the conditions would be OK.

Then I went to Colorado where the snow is always good. And I wondered? Why slum it to a ski slope and pay too much money to do something that could either get you killed or injured. Well, I knew why. And I loved it. but you have to ski with a buddy. And all my friends were beat city people. Yes they all lived in Beat City and none of them skied.

Now if I were to do it, I'd go to Colorado and stay for a few weeks at a good low-rent mountain, say Vail or something close to those places. My favorite place ever was Snow Mass, but that might have been the cookies and the mushrooms. We ate some interesting food that day.

But the funny thing is that when you are skiing you are not really 'with' the other person in a way that you can converse with them well. I found myself loving to just get into the grove of swishing, safely, down some part, finally understanding how if I wasn't in control in the sense that I could stop whenever I wanted to, I was in control in the sense that I could always stop in way that was safe. It might not be 'right here' but it was somewhere down there. And you just go for it and you don't stop along the way except in the parts where it's safe to do so.

So what did I do, given that none of my friends could afford to ski any more? Well, what I did was I skied with the buddies at work. And my very last day of skiing ever really was the best one. I was at Cannon mountain and it was a billzard that day and snowing like a bear the whole way, and when we got there and Cpt Fruuuussshh and Capt Awesome from Man NH (who is one of the most awesome and loving dudes in the whole damn world you'd ever want to know and love) (all names are changed) and a bunch of other AFGL'ers. Includeing Jack the Engineer, who I skied with, and I think Frank from NC (Captain Frank from NC, another one who is also the most awesome guy in the whole wide world that you ever would want to meet and know and love).

And then, after a day of hard skiing, go nuts the whole time, we got back on that bus, we headed back to the Air Base in Suburban somewhere else (which is close to home but very far away in the sense that a lot of peole (a very lot of people) didn't even know that it existed (you see the sign on the highway for it))). Well, it is a wonderful place and awesome people and I never knew how awesome until I got out into what other peopel would call the real world and . . . well . . . competence was relative there.

So after our day of skiing, we faced a period of dissolution. We had helpped to route the Soviet's by tricking someone over there that we were really working on something real (which we always did) that would be a game changer. I didn't understand how possible it might be. I guess I'd never read about Tesla. Tesla was a curiousity, or sorts, in this world of ours. He was a mad genius I suppose some would say. And his story must have been known by both Mr. Reagon and by the Soviet leadership. And so . . . the plan, to bankrupt the Soviets by fooling them into trying to match the research with the same kind of research.

That was the take that I heard . . . say (Name removed).

Well, there is a lot of stuff that happened back in those days that I still have never written about. The nature of things, me being a not so secret gay, I didn't get to see any secret secret stuff. And anything that I knew about that I suspected would be useful to harm anyone on our side, I just wasn't ever one to go on about it, and object to anyone saying opposite: we are righteous and awesome and worthy of loving. Everyone who met us, worked with us, knew it, saw it, loved the people who worked for the Air Force. We brought it to the community doing research that needed to be done. And we successfull deployed scores and scores of payloads (mostly the people who I worked with, when I say 'we' for most of it take me out of it becuase I didn't work on everything, or even know what everything is.

And so, as a writer, I could get a lot of material describing the conditions of the work environment, the way that contractors used to behave, the way that money got spent, the things that seemed wasteful, how we dealt with people that might give the appearance of spend-thriftishness, and how I saved the government a lot of money by making intellegent buying decision, and providing sharing of resources on our networks before it was commonly done. I found the stuff, I got the stuff bought, I gave the parts to the guys. The guys built the boards. They'd fly some of those boards. We'd test the f_ck out of our payloads.

Well, it was government. And I was emotional and not getting the promotions that I was wanting. And so I moved on from there after eight years into 'industry', robotics and automation. And, again, my happiest was at the factory in the mill town doing Robotics with my buddies and bros in the automation industry. Affiliated with giant and awesome manufacturing company that was a client (and . . . well again, this is a story that, if you don't know it, then why would I give it to you for free on this blog? One of the most important manufacturing opperations would be best to be low key and off in the woods, wouldn't it. When you're driving down through the pennsyltuccky and Massahampshire, Veraine, Mainevont, Rhode Duckland, anywhere, you see all these buildings and . . . well, know ye not what goeth on inside.

So I am not a mavon of corporate or Air Force gossip. And being a gay wasn't my problem. My problem was that I was also . . . and I know what these issues are, and, again, no need to share with you.

And so the blizzard of 2015 is windeing down. My experience with these things is that a late January blizzard is often followed by something much stronger in a very short period, less than a week and a half as I remember it. Now that i have a proper snow blower a storm like we had today isn't as a hard work out like it used to be. I made sure I was ready, and I'm glad that I did. So when I needed to do it, I opened the garage door and cleared the driveway.

As I am a rather large man, very tall, I got the very tall version of a snow blower, which also happens to have a lot of power to crunch through very large piles of snow. That is what we had today.

Before everyone hit the streets I went out with my camera in a plastic bag (to keep it dry). I haven't reviewed the photos yet.

Well, you know . . .

editing takes time.

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 when the moon is full
 it's rising
  and the tide
           runs high

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 🌃🌍🌓 🌃🌍🌔    
 🌃🌍🌕 🌃🌍🌖
     🌃🌍🌗 🌃🌍🌘
     🌃🌍🌙
🌃🌍🌚 🌃🌎🌑
                  🌃🌎🌒 
                  🌃🌎🌓 
                  🌃🌎🌔 🌃🌎🌕
🌃🌎🌖 🌃🌎🌗 🌃🌎🌘 
🌃🌎🌙
🌃🌎🌚 🌃🌏🌑

  when the sun sets
  as the moon rises
   the tides run high

   higher, higher, we get higher
   I know
   those ships
   rely
   on the guy
   who is high
   upon the mast
   keeping watch
   cold wind whipping his face
   rising seas
   rising moon.
   
   When the tide runs high
   the moon might rise
   in full eclipse
   
            🌃🌏🌒
         🌃🌏🌓 
         🌃🌏🌔
    🌃🌏🌕 
          🌃🌏🌖
          🌃🌍🌑  🌃🌍🌒
          🌃🌍🌓  🌃🌍🌔
          🌃🌍🌕  🌃🌍🌖
          🌃🌍🌗  🌃🌍🌘
          🌃🌍🌙
  🌃🌏🌗
 🌃🌏🌘 🌃🌏🌙
 🌃🌏🌚 🌄🌍🌑      🌅🌍🌑 🌅🌍🌒
 🌄🌍🌒 🌄🌍🌓      🌅🌍🌓
          🌄🌍🌔              🌅🌍🌔  
          🌄🌍🌕              🌅🌍🌕 🌅🌍🌖 
          🌄🌍🌖              🌅🌍🌗 🌅🌍🌘 
🌄🌍🌗 🌄🌍🌘           🌅🌍🌙 
🌄🌍🌙 🌄🌍🌚                 🌅🌍🌚 
🌄🌎🌑 🌄🌎🌒                        🌅🌎🌑 
🌄🌎🌓 🌄🌎🌔                     🌅🌎🌒
            🌄🌎🌕                       🌅🌎🌓
🌄🌎🌖 🌄🌎🌗        🌅🌎🌔 
        🌄🌎🌘                        🌅🌎🌕 
🌄🌎🌙                                      🌅🌎🌖 
           🌄🌎🌚                                  🌅🌎🌗
🌄🌏🌑                                          🌅🌎🌘 
🌄🌏🌒                                        🌅🌎🌙
🌄🌏🌓 🌄🌏🌔                🌅🌎🌚 
🌄🌏🌕 🌄🌏🌖             🌅🌏🌑
🌄🌏🌗 🌄🌏🌘    🌅🌏🌒 
🌄🌏🌙 🌄🌏🌚
   🌅🌍🌑 🌅🌍🌒
   🌅🌍🌓

     
   🌅🌍🌔  
🌅🌍🌕 🌅🌍🌖 
🌅🌍🌗 🌅🌍🌘 
       🌅🌍🌙                   🌅🌍🌑 🌅🌍🌒
             🌅🌍🌚             🌅🌍🌓
                    🌅🌎🌑   🌅🌍🌔  
                 🌅🌎🌒      🌅🌍🌕 🌅🌍🌖 
           🌅🌎🌓            🌅🌍🌗 🌅🌍🌘 
    🌅🌎🌔                          🌅🌍🌙 
        🌅🌎🌕              🌅🌍🌚 
   just so you     🌅🌎🌖      🌅🌎🌑 
      know    🌅🌎🌗      🌅🌎🌒
   this isn't               🌅🌎🌘    🌅🌎🌓
    anything     🌅🌎🌙           🌅🌎🌔 
            🌅🌎🌚           🌅🌎🌕 
         🌅🌏🌑            🌅🌎🌖 
🌅🌏🌒            🌅🌎🌗
                            🌅🌎🌘 
🌅🌏🌓 🌅🌏🌔                   🌅🌎🌙
🌅🌏🌕 🌅🌏🌖               🌅🌎🌚 
🌅🌏🌗 🌅🌏🌘            🌅🌏🌑
🌅🌏🌙 🌅🌏     🌅🌏🌒 
🌄🌏🌑
🌄🌏🌒 
🌄🌏🌓 🌄🌏🌔  it is what it is and
🌄🌏🌕 🌄🌏🌖 
🌄🌏🌗 🌄🌏🌘  nothing more than that.
🌄🌏🌙 🌄🌏🌚
   🌅🌍🌑 🌅🌍🌒     🌅🌍🌑 🌅🌍🌒
   🌅🌍🌓                         🌅🌍🌓
🌅🌍🌔                         🌅🌍🌔  
🌅🌍🌕 🌅🌍🌖     🌅🌍🌕 🌅🌍🌖 
🌅🌍🌗 🌅🌍🌘     🌅🌍🌗 🌅🌍🌘 
       🌅🌍🌙                         🌅🌍🌙 
             🌅🌍🌚                         🌅🌍🌚 
                    🌅🌎🌑                         🌅🌎🌑 
                 🌅🌎🌒                         🌅🌎🌒
           🌅🌎🌓                         🌅🌎🌓
    🌅🌎🌔                         🌅🌎🌔 
        🌅🌎🌕                         🌅🌎🌕 
              🌅🌎🌖                         🌅🌎🌖 
                     🌅🌎🌗                         🌅🌎🌗
                  🌅🌎🌘                         🌅🌎🌘 
                🌅🌎🌙                         🌅🌎🌙
            🌅🌎🌚                         🌅🌎🌚 
         🌅🌏🌑                         🌅🌏🌑
🌅🌏🌒                         🌅🌏🌒 
   
   
   I had no plans to invite you here today.
   I merely thought that, because of the storm
   you maybe ran out of beer. . . 
   
   

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♥♥🖑Cops🖐♥♥
🖐♥♥Love♥♥🖑
♥♥🖑Cops🖐♥♥
🖐♥♥Love♥♥🖑
♥♥🖑Cops🖐♥♥
🖐♥♥Love♥♥🖑
♥♥🖑Police🖐♥♥
🖐♥♥Life♥♥🖑
♥♥🖑Matters🖐♥♥


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🖐♥♥Told her♥♥🖑
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In Wicked Need of an Edit

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Political and Media Inanity

Truck-u-later

Blizzards of January. Today was a day for clearing snow.

OK, enough of this.

January 27, 2015

We sure do need a billion dollar idea.

. . . well . . . 
     Truck-you-later!


Praise the Lord for his unfailing love!

  Praise
   the
   Lord
  for his
 unfailing
   love!




  well, nothing more here today.