Friday, January 30, 2004

Headache

I finished out the last 3 hours here at work with the worst headache I've had all year.
Ouch.
I don't think it's caffeine... those usually get me on Sunday.
It's probably the onset of something I DON'T want... like a cold or flu or worse... Anthrax or SARS.
I took Tylenol and Advil and wish I had some Aleeve... that usually works.
The absolute worse part was that I was honestly trying to stay productive at work and felt my head pound at every productive thought.
There was a slight lull when I drifted which made for a very interesting dialog between my work ethic and my sinuses.

Have a good weekend.
I'm going to go get some hot tea and lay down someplace.

Tuesday, January 27, 2004

Full Benefit

I robbed myself of full benefit of a possible hallucination.
I went ahead and slept 1.5 hours last night.
Dang.
You know... good sleep like that will ruin efforts for a real mental extravaganza!
I was going for "1 hour of sleep in just as many days" to see how long I could go...
... well I broke down and got an extra half hour.
I at least made it 4.
Perhaps next time.

I'm doing a 3D architectural model on the side if you must know... and it's DONE.
I charged the guy $1000 for this wonderful experiment.
[I only got to work on it late at night after i tucked the kiddies in bed... of course with their stories and prayers, etc... so they got full benefit too.]
:)

Monday, January 26, 2004

Marathon Weekend

It's been years since I felt the effects of sleep deprivation.
I've had 3 hours sleep in just as many days... side job.
Remind me again why I do this?
Woof.
When I was in the Navy, part of the 6 months of training was an entire week of ... no kidding... NO SLEEP.
It was Sunday evening... we'd been awake all day of course... the anticipation of the coming HELL WEEK kept all of us from falling asleep in the tents pitched on the sand. We had no clue what was about to be asked of us... and we had no clue what we were about to ask of ourselves. An entire week of psychological and physical warfare.
Too much to tell ya, so I'll just talk about the lack of sleep.
First couple of days were actually easy... constant [no kidding] contests/races/timed events... end to end to end to end.
The instructors came at regular intervals... all well rested.
They fed us 3 meals a day and then another at midnight... we ate like pigs and filled our pockets as well.
You couldn't sit for long at the table or the fatigue ebbed in.
Pain helped. We all had some sort of gash or abrasion, even cellulitus for some... me... I only had a broken metatarsal. Three actually.
The pain was intense but lasted only a few seconds... excruciating went to ludicrous which slipped to numbness as we picked up the rubber boats, put them on our heads and trotted off toward another 'event'.
On the 6th day... they put us in a dim room with Mozart playing... could have been Led Zeplin... we were tired.
They told us to write an essay about our experiences of the week.
I wrote about some extremely vivid hallucinations I had seen... I still marvel at the power of the mind.
Anyway... I made it... so did a bunch of other men I'd fight to the death for.
A week of NO SLEEP. [AND the hardest Military Training on the Planet... but you can see that on TV/movies.]
:)
Oh... I couldn't get to sleep the night Hell Week was over.
Go figure.

Wednesday, January 21, 2004

Pay people their due

I'm NOT a rocket scientist after all.
There is a satellite over the southern USA called the T5.
Apparently it gives many satellite aiming people trouble... even with sophisticated equipment... So I don't feel so bad.
I called around and it costs upward of $200 to aim at this particular satellite [lowest quote actually was $150 to show up, and $50/half hour from there].
I called one final guy and his 'Mobile-Satellite' Company... he and his wife started a company when he saw how much demand there is out there for this sort of stuff...
He said for a fellow brother [Christian] he would do it for $60.
He's on his way over right now.
Pays to be in the family.
:)

Pay people their due

I'm NOT a rocket scientist after all.
There is a satellite over the southern USA called the T5.
Apparently it gives many satellite aiming people trouble... even with sophisticated equipment... So I don't feel so bad.
I called around and it costs upward of $200 to aim at this particular satellite [lowest quote actually was $150 to show up, and $50/half hour from there].
I called one final guy and his 'Mobile-Satellite' Company... he and his wife started a company when he saw how much demand there is out there for this sort of stuff...
He said for a fellow brother [Christian] he would do it for $60.
He's on his way over right now.
Pays to be in the family.
:)

Tuesday, January 20, 2004

Satellite Smatellite

I guess it IS rocket science.
I was on the roof nearly an hour with the cell phone... all the while my wife kept me informed of the 'no signal' on the TV screen.
Sheesh.
My sister kindly informed me that there was a device at the store that can help with this sort of thing....
Now I've got to decide whether I want to invest in yet another device that I may or may not have success with... or invest in a guy and his business aligning these things.
:(

Monday, January 19, 2004

On the Roof

It's been extremely cold out at night around here.. and yet I had to get the satellite dish up and running.
NO... it's not for better football coverage for the Super Bowl... though that would be nice.
We've got a direct link with the satellite dish to Bob Jones University for some of my kids home-school classes... and so to keep them up and running [they personally aren't in a hurry].. I've got to get it working.
Here's the history:
satellite was working fine.
Hurricane Isabel came thru and nearly ripped the dish off the roof.
Isabel also took about a hundred shingles and distributed them about the neighborhood.
We had our house reroofed [thank God for insurance - the roof was needing replacing anyway!!! :)]
The clown that took the satellite dish off the roof didn't have a clue how to re-install/re-aim it.
I froze my 'you-know-what's" off climbing up there and mounting it to the 8:12 sloped roof.
I need to figure out where the actual satellite is in the sky and somehow aim the dish in it's general vicinity.

This CAN'T be rocket science... I mean... there are high-school kids mounting these for summer jobs!
I should be able to do it...
Just how precise do I need to aim... we'll see?
Either I will figure it out... or I will pay the $ to have it done...
But I'm not going to give-up until I at least TRY ....for crying out loud!!!
:)

Tuesday, January 13, 2004

On Coffee and Caffeine

We were chatting here a couple days ago about how much coffee we drink.
We decided that it may just be easier to get an IV set up with any flavor on a steady drip.
One guy had the best idea of all... and I would be willing to bet this becomes available to the public within the next couple of years....
...A COFFEE ENEMA.

More likely will simply be a caffeine supository.
:)

Thursday, January 08, 2004

Post Vacation Blues

It's a natural phenomenon.
Really.
When people take off serious amounts of time and then return... their brain makes the connection that the continuous good times have come to an abrupt end.
Depression, anger, even quitting are common symptoms.
Simply returning from vacation can cause it...
Going home for the evening doesn't usually do it... but there have been some extreme cases that were aided by large amounts of alcohol and sleep depravation linked to this phenomenon.
Weekends will and often cause people to say stuff like... "I'm allergic to Mondays" or "To Hell with this."
People that return from 4-day weekends often take multiple cups of coffee to get rolling and several trips to the uplifting/inspiring poster in the hall to help them slip back into denial.
I personally review my list of other professions I turned down until the coffee kicks in and the 'Blues' subside.
This year has been pretty good.
I've only considered owning a pet store twice, moped rental once and am getting by on 2 cups of coffee a day.
I remember co-miserating once with my office friends when this guy [foreigner] walked by and interjected with a smile on his face... "I don't know what you guys are complaining about... I'm just happy to HAVE a job."
:)
We referred him to this website... www.despair.com

Monday, January 05, 2004

Vacation

I can't possibly tell you all that happened over my vacation... far too many memories were made.
What stands out the most is 'ABSOLUTELY NO AGENDA' for well over a week.
Incredible.

Nags Head N.C. Time share - ON THE BEACH
Sandcastles - every shape and size
Waves - the water was icy
Kites - light breeze, my 3 year old was the most amazed/thrilled
Kill Devil Hills - Wright Brothers first flight site - awesome
Shells - we collected well over a hundred
Sand - our van and pockets are still full
Seagulls - the kids fed them bread and they came from everywhere
Grisham - I finished reading The Testament - I didn't want it to end
Birthday - My oldest son became a teen-ager... here we go.

All in all a totally wonderful vacation
Couldn't have asked for more.
I am currently bracing for POST-VACATION shock...
:)