Getting to the shoot today we got a bunch of calls asking questions that were interrupting Lisa as she was rushing to get ready. She got really upset because she didn't have any help and she had to ready for the call time. Of course when we got there we stood around for half an hour and nothing happened.
Now what they did yesterday was they intercepted a delivery that we were supposed to get and we didn't even know that should have been on the floor to sell. They stole them and put them in the production office so we could fake that they were late. But I could have sold some of them. I am not happy. We could have held a few out and sold the rest. They are just not competent.
One thing they came up with is a mood board which is a bulletin board with swatches and photo's and ideas that Lisa is supposedly going to design off of. It was getting thrown all around and getting fucked up so I hid it behind a rack so it wouldn't get fucked up. I told several people about it and of course they forgot about it. So they call us first thing in the morning looking for it. Why do I have to keep track of something that they said was such a vital part of the show? That's not my job. Why are you busting my balls early in the morning while I am trying to get to the store on time? That is a question that no one would answer.
(Edited to avoid leaving evidence of premeditation)
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I am trying not to become shovel ready. I am typing this on my phone in the waiting room at urgent care. A board fell on my head and what can I say - head wounds bleed like an MF. I picked a bad time to go to the ER - the place is packs. I could probably transcribe War and Freakin' Peace before I get stitched up. But one needs to remain humble, yes? Packed, not packs - this is the first time I have tried this.
@Sixty: It's always a bad time to go to the ER.
Hope it's not too serious.
Obviously it didn't cause amnesia. :)
If you say you have chest pain, you'll get seen much sooner. I'm not telling you to do this however.
The issue is not Sixty losing a few quarts. He's a tough Scotch-Irish dude and can take it. The issue is you, Troop, getting up the courage to stage a COUP (pronounced coo)!
I am Elmer Fudd, I am a millionaire.....
Thanks, all. Still waiting. Have used chest pains in the past, but only when I had them. Walking into urgent care in a blood soaked shirt was good enough for them to slap a bandage on my head. I think they didn't want me bleeding on their furniture. And f
Hey tell them whatever you got to tell them to get them to take care of you. Listen to what Allie is not telling you to say dude.
DO IT NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I was wondering how to determine if I have sustained dain bramage ...
If you think you are attractive to women who are not drunk you are definitely brain damaged.
That's how I judge it. Just sayn'
Do you feel nauseous, do you have projectile vomiting, are your pupils messed up, one bigger than the other, they don't contract when you shine a flashlight in your eyes? Can you squeeze someone's hands with equal strength?
Are you drooling? Have you peed your pants? JK;)
Allie said....
Are you drooling? Have you peed your pants?
You ask that like it is a bad thing?
The told me they needed some urine, a stool sample and a sperm sample. I told them to take my underwear.
Now that is funny, Sixty.
Sorry to hear about that Sixty. Have you tried super glue? It's cheaper and quicker than the emergency room.
Last time I had to go to the ER for myself, I had sprained or broken my ankle playing racquetball. Left ankle. I drove a truck with a stick shift at the time. I balanced my heel just right on the clutch, so I could shift. I got the truck to 2nd gear and decided I'd drive like that to the ER.
I wasn't bleeding and they still took me right in. One of the advantages of small town living.
Trooper, as always, your restraint inspires me. I would have blown a fuse and made someone cry long ago, given your situation. We live in the easiest place in the world to get away with murder, so that temptation would muddy the waters further.
Okay, I am home. Don't throw dirt on me yet.
Got a total of 5 stitches installed by the PA-C. The C stands for cute. Not to go all Shouting Thomas, but hubba hubba, Ms. Nuyen was lookin' fine. It doesn't hurt that she likes dogs and has a cattle dog kind of like mine, too. Smart woman with a smart dog - what could be better?
Right now the local anesthetic she injected into my scalp is still working. I have a feeling that in a few hours I am going to notice that a piece of southern yellow pine laid my scalp open earlier.
Okay, time to get back to reality. The job is not finished, Ms. Nuyen is half my age and probably finds me amusing at best, annoying at worst, and I in addition to having too much work to do I have to take time to heal.
Thanks for allowing me to carry on here while killing time waiting for medical care. You all are the best. Okay, that's the head wound talkin' right there.
Well a spoonful of sugar makes the medicine go down, huh?:)
Did you get her digits?
Chip S. said...
Did you get her digits?
This wasn't a prostate exam was it?
Good to see you back here, chickie.
For a minute there at T.O.P. I got confused and thought I was somewhere fun.
Thankfully 60G didn't need digitalis.
For a minute there at T.O.P. I got confused and thought I was somewhere fun.
I had the exact same thought! It was bit like here.
Yep, it was a classic Admiral Stockdale moment.
I have grown foxglove before. They are a biannual plant. Yep, head wound.
Man oh man have I been hating on Cedarford lately. I need a dose of what Troop used to serve here or something.
chicklit, I know everybody says this glibly, but I do recommend skipping over certain people's comments at T.O.P. I started doing it systematically and it's saved a lot of time and a lot of annoyance. And the no-read list includes (and excludes) people on both sides of the political divide.
The main bug is that lately some of the people I read have been clipping quotes from people I skip over.
How can Cedarford annoy you? Or how can you allow that to happen? He is like J, or Carol Herman or others that I better not name. But he is a one trick pony that deserves to be ignored, nothing more.
Now...how about more Nurse Nuyen info?
What can I say - as with all the dark haired nurses who have tended me, she is an angel. I am old enough and realistic enough to appreciate the goodness she brought to my life and let the rest go. Yeah, I am that old. And I have a head wound.
That's why they call us Angels of Mercy.
You nurses are appreciated by everyone.
Speaking of people to be appreciated, Allie, have you started reading that book your son-in-law gave you?
Hope you feel better Sixty.
And Troop, you are star, no matter what some Hollywood fag tell you.
tits.
How can Cedarford annoy you? Or how can you allow that to happen?
Well to be honest I can't tell you so let's leave it at that. But I do have good reasons.
Yes Chip I have started reading it. Capitalism and Freedom.
But, I'm having issues already.. Let me finish it then I'll comment..
T.O.P.?
The Old Place?
I'm trying to visualize how a board would fall on one's head. What was the board on? How high up was it? Also, did it hit you in the hair area? If so, then they would have to shave the spot. Hope you're alright, Sixty.
Yesterday, I got back my results of my annual checkup with the VA, and according to the numbers, I'm doing better than last year.
My PSA numbers for the prostate are slowly rising however. I guess that's what happens when men age.
AllenS, you have experience with construction, and what I was doing yesterday was a bit of demolition on a shed. I moved one shed myself, much work. Hired a company to move another - that went well. The third is too tall, so my brilliant plan was to remove the gable end walls, slice the roof into two halves, then lower each half carefully onto the top plates of the end walls.
I hired a carpenter that I have worked with on at least a dozen jobs over the years, and we were getting the job done. We had set temporary king posts under each end of the ridge beam but hadn't nailed them to anything. It was getting late, we had been working for a long time, it was getting dark and we had a plan to use a long lever to raise the center of one section of the roof. Being dark and all we were focused on the fulcrum, the lever and the roof section, and neither of us noticed that when we pushed down on the lever the temporary king post was free to plummet earthward from about 10' in the air.
I had been looking for my hard hat - had seen it as recently as last month, but kept working without it. Bad idea, as my head was what interrupted the journey of the king post. Got a nice clean wound, the stitches pulled it together, eventually I will be able to get the blood stains out of the deck (does anyone have any thoughts on that - freakin' place looks like a scene from CSI) and now I have time to contemplate other methods of raising each half of the roof and lowering them safely with what I have on hand.
This morning I am going to empty the truck and drive back over to the job site. Must clean up the debris, and, maybe, just maybe, get a tarp thrown over the building before the torrential rains start. We have been in a drought for years, but of course, since the building skin has no more integrity, it is time for a deluge.
"Mann tracht und Gott lacht"
Okay, I started babbling before finishing your comment, AllenS.
When I was about to be discharged I asked the tech whether or not the PA-C had shaved the area around the wound. She said "This ain't Great Clips, baby!"
That made me laugh. In any case, I am nearly bald, so when I expressed alarm that the removal of a bandaid might pull my hair out, I got some funny looks. "Just kidding!", I quickly added. Heck, my barber charges me a finder's fee.
Sixty you needed to make a move dude.
"Sucky Fucky five dollar!" often works with those orientals or so I have heard.
Thanks, Troop, but she is no more than half my age - there is wrong and there is really wrong.
Plus that would be a breach of the implied patient/provider contract. Not to mention being downright skeevy.
Now if we were talkin' about my cousin, well now...
KIDDING!!!
Got it Sixty. You have to wear safety stuff. We had this conversation before about cutting wood. I have the safety chaps and safety helmet with the screen protection to keep stuff out of my eyes.
Last spring I was doing my yearly thing about removing the box elder trees from the farm. I was working on a very steep hillside and slipped on the wood chips on the ground and the fact that the hill was so steep. The chain landed on my leg, and cut a 5 inch long tear into the chaps. They saved me from a big bunch of stitches.
Be careful.
Allen , chaps , is that what the cowboys wear?
No, these are safety chaps. I'm not sure what the material is, but it will stop a chain saw from cutting you. I also have suspenders to hold them up. Cowboys don't do that.
Did you know, Allie, that you don't need to put a space in front of the ","? LOL
There used to be a gay bar in Boston named Chaps. It was right next to another gay bar named Buddies.
How gay is that?
Do you know that the gay bar is officially dead?
OH GAWD! Allen, have you joined ranks with MamaM and Sixty?! Yes I actually do know that, but I was too lazy and sleepy to correct it, and it's not easy typing, laying in bed on my side with my iPad propped up and a fat purring cat between it and myself.
Hey, I no longer correct spelling or grammar or gramma's. We all do the best we can and God bless us every one.
Laying in bed? It was 11:48 AM when you posted that.
Why was that cat purring? What's going on over there?
No, that was 9:24 when I posted the chaps comment, lol. BUT I have been known to still be in bed at 11. Hey I worked night shift for 30 years. My internal clock still hasn't reverted to day shift, probably never will.
There are times I don't fall asleep until 3AM.
My kitty is just happy to be next to me and getting his ears scratched.
Yes Sixty, I noticed, for that I'll scratch your ears.
Thanks.
I didn't get much sleep last night and two of my cats were on the bed, purring in stereo. That is very comforting. Of course I feel like the NY library.
Got up at 6 and unloaded the truck, then went back to the work site, got all the scrap cleaned up and a tarp thrown over the building - water damage would really make the value of this building approach zero. I have too much into it now to allow that to occur. Still trying to figure out a plan to get the roof halves where I want them, but for now, a bit of food and some rest is in order.
I bet you don't forget your hard hat next time. You probably got your brain rattled a bit, it would be prudent to take a rest today and whatever you do, don't get hit in the head again real soon, you know what happens with multiple concussions.
I am still looking for, but not finding my hardhat.
No concussion this time, I didn't see stars nor get the sense that my bell was rung. Just had a board lacerate my scalp a bit.
I hit the worst blood stains with a stain remover when I was there today and now it is raining pretty well. What remains will be sanded off, then Gil Grissom can do his best, for all I am care.
As for lowering the roof, I would like to have the assistance of one or perhaps two more people. That would make this job manageable. If I could get my brother and my oldest son to "visit" at the same time that might work. But then, of course, we would have all 3 stooges in one place and a building hanging in the balance.
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