I don't recall the last time I didn't go outside during a 24 hour period, but that was the case today. Watching the news tonight, they said it was Blue Monday for a number of factors. When I hear that term, I think of Slapstick, by Kurt Vonnegut. I don't need an artificial family, for my wife and kids keep me from feeling lonesome. They were all home today.
K and B didn't have school, so I didn't have to wait at the bus stop. Though it was my day off, I would have gone in if they needed me. Work closed early, so no need for me.
It's to be colder Tuesday, and school is already canceled, but I have to venture out tomorrow. Baby is coming Wednesday, and I need to have stuff set for our trip to the hospital.
One would think with this being our 3rd child, everything would be encore time, but neither previous pregnancy concluded in this manner, and a lot is forgotten after years. I remember when J called me to take her to the hospital when she started labor with K. I remember driving J to the scheduled inducement for B five years later. Some memories are fuzzy and blur between the two, but they were distinctly different deliveries. Neither was breech.
Ohio weather is funny. I think it was cold when K was born. I know it was unseasonably cool when B was born in mid-May for I had long sleeve shirts packed. Should warm up a little by the time #3 comes, but it will still be cold. Hopefully, the kids don't destroy the house while we're gone, for my mother in-law is on the mend though up to keeping them in line a few days. She doesn't need to overexert herself.
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Monday, February 11, 2013
Gasoline
I remember when there used to be gas station attendants at the pumps. They'd have a change making device at their waist, and people usually paid cash. Full service was an option my Grandpa J would utilize for the extra ten cents a gallon. The driveway bell would make the "ding-ding," and there'd be the attendant.
Full service still exists in Ohio, but everywhere seems to have "pay at the pump" mean sliding a credit card at the pump.
Usually, you swipe your card, and the pump knows that you are paying at the pump and prompts you to remove the nozzle, while other make you pick "pay inside" or "pay at the pump" before processing.
Pilot was the first station I ever encountered having to type my ZIP CODE before processing to the nozzle, but our local BP (Giant Oil) asks as well.
Sneaky gas stations prompt you if you want buy a car wash first before asking for you to select where to pay for your gas.
Some stations like Speedway have loyalty cards that have a prompt that you easily by-pass, while Sam's Club requires that you be a member to be able to purchase their gas.
Kroger, the food market chain that no longer doubles coupons, has opened several gas stations around us. One isn't too far from B's school, so I have taken the taxi there a couple times. Gas Buddy says they are the best price around us a lot of time, so I tried them. I didn't care for the initial experience. The prompts aren't "traditional" while neither are the buttons, so I mucked my way through the process. Fortunately, no one was really around to see me, let alone wait on my novice ways.
Today, Gas Buddy had gas prices going up to $3.759, while the local Kroger had it for $3.369. Some pumps were 5 cars deep, but I saw one with only a Prius at it. Tiny cars have tiny tanks, thus fill quickly. Unfortunately, this Prius driver was less adept at the pump than I had been my first time, so I had to wait a few minutes until his payment was accepted. Though I was annoyed, I saved $3.13 for 5 minutes of inconvenience.
Full service still exists in Ohio, but everywhere seems to have "pay at the pump" mean sliding a credit card at the pump.
Usually, you swipe your card, and the pump knows that you are paying at the pump and prompts you to remove the nozzle, while other make you pick "pay inside" or "pay at the pump" before processing.
Pilot was the first station I ever encountered having to type my ZIP CODE before processing to the nozzle, but our local BP (Giant Oil) asks as well.
Sneaky gas stations prompt you if you want buy a car wash first before asking for you to select where to pay for your gas.
Some stations like Speedway have loyalty cards that have a prompt that you easily by-pass, while Sam's Club requires that you be a member to be able to purchase their gas.
Kroger, the food market chain that no longer doubles coupons, has opened several gas stations around us. One isn't too far from B's school, so I have taken the taxi there a couple times. Gas Buddy says they are the best price around us a lot of time, so I tried them. I didn't care for the initial experience. The prompts aren't "traditional" while neither are the buttons, so I mucked my way through the process. Fortunately, no one was really around to see me, let alone wait on my novice ways.
Today, Gas Buddy had gas prices going up to $3.759, while the local Kroger had it for $3.369. Some pumps were 5 cars deep, but I saw one with only a Prius at it. Tiny cars have tiny tanks, thus fill quickly. Unfortunately, this Prius driver was less adept at the pump than I had been my first time, so I had to wait a few minutes until his payment was accepted. Though I was annoyed, I saved $3.13 for 5 minutes of inconvenience.
Thursday, January 31, 2013
Reflecting upon the final day of January
Where is time going? I must be doing something right for I'm feeling more accomplished than I did at the start of the year.
Resolutions aren't set in stone, but they are being met.
"Seize the day" has yet to become a daily thing, but I've moments that are better than others.
Today started blah, but ended well. As soon as I string some days together, then I feel the chance to be more capable of being happy without reason.beyond the knowledge that my family is well.
My dad may never be well, but I suppose some of that is mental. Sure he's in pain, but once pain becomes the norm, then don't you get used to it? Maybe I'm reading Dale Carnegie too closely? I'm currently in pain from having "worked" for the first time in a long time doing a motion that's tightened my shoulders and back, but it's a good pain of a day well done. To a certain extent I think my dad wants pity, and to another extent, I think he's stuck in his thinking that he can get better. He needs to appreciate the things he has, but he's got jacked up priorities.
As I was saying earlier, I started the day a little blah. I got up and got K ready for school and took out the trash, but once he left B awoke and was upset that J and K were gone. I felt tired and I got her to go back to sleep. Definitely not a "seize the day" sort of thing, but I was in a funk until I drove B to preschool.
After dropping her off, I went to K-Mart to buy some shirts to wear to work. I'll be working with chemicals, so I wanted some long sleeves to protect my arms. Buying long sleeved shirts in January isn't easy, but I found a few on clearance.
I also looked around for a floor lamp to replace one we got as a wedding gift that died recently. Floor lamps aren't easy to find, and K-Mart doesn't seem to carry them. If they do, then they aren't anywhere near table lamps or light bulbs.
With my mission only half complete, I suffered through the longest three person deep check-out line.
K-Mart has WAY TOO MANY FREAKING PROMPTS when you buy stuff.
When I got home, I washed my new shirts and did things around the house until I had to pick up B.
We were meeting J in an hour so I could drop off a car to have its odd ball problems fixed. I told B to keep her shoes on when we got home, but she didn't. She decided to barricade the front door to lock out K when he got off his bus. After a few moments of failure, K came in through the carhole. He listened to me about getting ready, and even helped B get her socks and shoes on.
I didn't want to get at the mechanic too early. It was way too cold to be waiting with kids, so I timed myself to get there at 5. People were driving SLOW, and J called me that she arrived when I was a BLOCK away.
So, the plan was met, and we proceeded to the next agreed upon step of going to Steak'n Shake. We got free teas and sodas, as our normal waitress was serving us and it wasn't happy hour, nor kids eat free weekend. It's a nice perk of being a regular.
We got shakes before leaving for home. Once home, I got ready for work/training. I left early because it started to snow and people don't know how to drive in snow (even Ohio, mind you!). Sure enough, I was forced to drive well below the speed limit.I got there about ten minutes early.
Work was slow, so I had a chance to get training without chaos going on. I did a lot of watching, but I did a lot doing. I should be able to do my job in an hour and a half alone, but tonight I did half the work in 2 hour plus hours as I learned the process.
As I said, the day was a mixed bag in terms of productive seizing of the day, but it's a step in the right direction.
Resolutions aren't set in stone, but they are being met.
"Seize the day" has yet to become a daily thing, but I've moments that are better than others.
Today started blah, but ended well. As soon as I string some days together, then I feel the chance to be more capable of being happy without reason.beyond the knowledge that my family is well.
My dad may never be well, but I suppose some of that is mental. Sure he's in pain, but once pain becomes the norm, then don't you get used to it? Maybe I'm reading Dale Carnegie too closely? I'm currently in pain from having "worked" for the first time in a long time doing a motion that's tightened my shoulders and back, but it's a good pain of a day well done. To a certain extent I think my dad wants pity, and to another extent, I think he's stuck in his thinking that he can get better. He needs to appreciate the things he has, but he's got jacked up priorities.
As I was saying earlier, I started the day a little blah. I got up and got K ready for school and took out the trash, but once he left B awoke and was upset that J and K were gone. I felt tired and I got her to go back to sleep. Definitely not a "seize the day" sort of thing, but I was in a funk until I drove B to preschool.
After dropping her off, I went to K-Mart to buy some shirts to wear to work. I'll be working with chemicals, so I wanted some long sleeves to protect my arms. Buying long sleeved shirts in January isn't easy, but I found a few on clearance.
I also looked around for a floor lamp to replace one we got as a wedding gift that died recently. Floor lamps aren't easy to find, and K-Mart doesn't seem to carry them. If they do, then they aren't anywhere near table lamps or light bulbs.
With my mission only half complete, I suffered through the longest three person deep check-out line.
K-Mart has WAY TOO MANY FREAKING PROMPTS when you buy stuff.
When I got home, I washed my new shirts and did things around the house until I had to pick up B.
We were meeting J in an hour so I could drop off a car to have its odd ball problems fixed. I told B to keep her shoes on when we got home, but she didn't. She decided to barricade the front door to lock out K when he got off his bus. After a few moments of failure, K came in through the carhole. He listened to me about getting ready, and even helped B get her socks and shoes on.
I didn't want to get at the mechanic too early. It was way too cold to be waiting with kids, so I timed myself to get there at 5. People were driving SLOW, and J called me that she arrived when I was a BLOCK away.
So, the plan was met, and we proceeded to the next agreed upon step of going to Steak'n Shake. We got free teas and sodas, as our normal waitress was serving us and it wasn't happy hour, nor kids eat free weekend. It's a nice perk of being a regular.
We got shakes before leaving for home. Once home, I got ready for work/training. I left early because it started to snow and people don't know how to drive in snow (even Ohio, mind you!). Sure enough, I was forced to drive well below the speed limit.I got there about ten minutes early.
Work was slow, so I had a chance to get training without chaos going on. I did a lot of watching, but I did a lot doing. I should be able to do my job in an hour and a half alone, but tonight I did half the work in 2 hour plus hours as I learned the process.
As I said, the day was a mixed bag in terms of productive seizing of the day, but it's a step in the right direction.
Sunday, November 25, 2012
Parallels
There are things beyond my control that will frustrate me until I am able to accept such circumstances and worry about things I can control.
I believe that the Serenity Prayer is a re-occurring theme in Kurt Vonnegut's Slaughterhouse Five. It's been years since I read the book, but I remember the prayer being written on a locket dangling in the cleavage of the B-movie star. Pictures/drawings makes such images easier to recall, and KV had a way with crude drawings. I didn't know there was such thing as such a prayer until an alcoholic told me that the prayer was said during AA meetings. This makes sense since K's uncle supposedly founded an AA chapter, and K was always intrigued by the artificial extended family element that AA created.
Anyways, given the nature of the Serenity Prayer, one must wonder how much free will is one allowed to fret.
I can pick my friends, but I cannot pick my family.
I can pick my degree of education, but I can't force someone to hire me.
I am frustrated that I cannot get work, so I pursue things outside my typical field in addition to expanding my geographic search. I still meet the same result of going no where, which suggests that I'm still doing the same thing and expecting different results. I'm doing a number of things differently, so I'm thinking I need to scrap everything I've worked towards and start over.
The reality is that I'm not comfortable starting over. I've a skill set and degree that already makes me overqualified for most entry level positions, and I've been passed over because employers don't want to hire someone that will up and leave for greener pastures at first opportunity.
When I was an infant, my mom quit her teaching job. I am not sure of the reasons, but I take it that she wasn't comfortable with childcare arrangements. She never got another full time teaching position until I was in college. She always tried to get another job even while I was a toddler, but the best she could do was be a long term sub. Not sure why, especially considering she was a special ed teacher, but we lived on a single income for the most part when you consider my father is a teacher as well.We could have moved to another job market, but my dad didn't want to lose his seniority.
I don't want to be like my parents and willfully inflicting harm upon my children out of selfishness of being determined to work within my field without moving.
I believe that the Serenity Prayer is a re-occurring theme in Kurt Vonnegut's Slaughterhouse Five. It's been years since I read the book, but I remember the prayer being written on a locket dangling in the cleavage of the B-movie star. Pictures/drawings makes such images easier to recall, and KV had a way with crude drawings. I didn't know there was such thing as such a prayer until an alcoholic told me that the prayer was said during AA meetings. This makes sense since K's uncle supposedly founded an AA chapter, and K was always intrigued by the artificial extended family element that AA created.
Anyways, given the nature of the Serenity Prayer, one must wonder how much free will is one allowed to fret.
I can pick my friends, but I cannot pick my family.
I can pick my degree of education, but I can't force someone to hire me.
I am frustrated that I cannot get work, so I pursue things outside my typical field in addition to expanding my geographic search. I still meet the same result of going no where, which suggests that I'm still doing the same thing and expecting different results. I'm doing a number of things differently, so I'm thinking I need to scrap everything I've worked towards and start over.
The reality is that I'm not comfortable starting over. I've a skill set and degree that already makes me overqualified for most entry level positions, and I've been passed over because employers don't want to hire someone that will up and leave for greener pastures at first opportunity.
When I was an infant, my mom quit her teaching job. I am not sure of the reasons, but I take it that she wasn't comfortable with childcare arrangements. She never got another full time teaching position until I was in college. She always tried to get another job even while I was a toddler, but the best she could do was be a long term sub. Not sure why, especially considering she was a special ed teacher, but we lived on a single income for the most part when you consider my father is a teacher as well.We could have moved to another job market, but my dad didn't want to lose his seniority.
I don't want to be like my parents and willfully inflicting harm upon my children out of selfishness of being determined to work within my field without moving.
Monday, October 15, 2012
Poll
I get a call about a poll regarding the November Election almost daily. I don't always answer the home phone when I see out of state numbers, but I answer everything that goes to my cell.
Got a call tonight on the home phone during dinner. I answered since I had already mailed my ballot thus making my answers firm and to the point, but the poll wasn't of that variety where you press 1 for "x," press 2 for "y," but rather an actual person with real questions. I didn't hang up or anything when I was on the phone longer than I anticipated, for I understand that this guy is being paid to make calls. I'm unemployed, so I wonder if the polling person will have a job in a month. Anyways, they ask questions about whether I or a family member belongs to a union, media outlet or other misc. subgroup that doesn't have independent thought followed by whether I had a political blog.
This isn't a political blog, seeing that I'm cynical and have no traffic coming through here for anything beyond random searches for "crotchless jeans" or "jalapeno crunch burger," but I do live in Ohio and have opinions about things.
I have the hardest time seeing how anyone could be excited to re-elect President Obama. His most readily available "proud" accomplishments are essentially continuation of things that Bush had started.
Bush cut "loans" to GM to keep them afloat, and Mr. Obama finished the deal.
Bush "tortured" prisoners at Gitmo, and Mr. Obama used the info to track couriers which lead to invading Pakistan to assassinate Usama Bin Laden.
Bush gave Medicare Part D to seniors, while Mr. Obama had Affordable Healthcare Act for everyone that had pre-existing conditions.
Those aren't things that really do me any good. I just want to work and the job market is way too competitive to make a living wage since most places consider minimum wage to be a good "entry level" salary where warm bodies are aplenty. Unfortunately, childcare costs more than said jobs pay. There are a lot of jobs that are being held up by Mr. Obama's administration such as the Keystone Pipeline that will generate new cash flow, but nobody mentions them. Mr. Obama only talks about adding teachers, policemen, and fire fighters which are all hired by local governments which don't have revenue to spend on new positions given rising costs of healthcare and pensions.
Also, Amazon is still siphoning sales taxes away from states like Ohio which leads to state budget cuts in the public sector which is where my profession tends to be found.
I imagine that Romney's being a former Governor gives him the insight to have the Federal Government pass laws that would benefit the State Government without making the States dependent on Bailouts from the Fed to hire teachers, fire fighters and policemen.
I already voted, and I voted for change. I hope to be hired somewhere soon.
Got a call tonight on the home phone during dinner. I answered since I had already mailed my ballot thus making my answers firm and to the point, but the poll wasn't of that variety where you press 1 for "x," press 2 for "y," but rather an actual person with real questions. I didn't hang up or anything when I was on the phone longer than I anticipated, for I understand that this guy is being paid to make calls. I'm unemployed, so I wonder if the polling person will have a job in a month. Anyways, they ask questions about whether I or a family member belongs to a union, media outlet or other misc. subgroup that doesn't have independent thought followed by whether I had a political blog.
This isn't a political blog, seeing that I'm cynical and have no traffic coming through here for anything beyond random searches for "crotchless jeans" or "jalapeno crunch burger," but I do live in Ohio and have opinions about things.
I have the hardest time seeing how anyone could be excited to re-elect President Obama. His most readily available "proud" accomplishments are essentially continuation of things that Bush had started.
Bush cut "loans" to GM to keep them afloat, and Mr. Obama finished the deal.
Bush "tortured" prisoners at Gitmo, and Mr. Obama used the info to track couriers which lead to invading Pakistan to assassinate Usama Bin Laden.
Bush gave Medicare Part D to seniors, while Mr. Obama had Affordable Healthcare Act for everyone that had pre-existing conditions.
Those aren't things that really do me any good. I just want to work and the job market is way too competitive to make a living wage since most places consider minimum wage to be a good "entry level" salary where warm bodies are aplenty. Unfortunately, childcare costs more than said jobs pay. There are a lot of jobs that are being held up by Mr. Obama's administration such as the Keystone Pipeline that will generate new cash flow, but nobody mentions them. Mr. Obama only talks about adding teachers, policemen, and fire fighters which are all hired by local governments which don't have revenue to spend on new positions given rising costs of healthcare and pensions.
Also, Amazon is still siphoning sales taxes away from states like Ohio which leads to state budget cuts in the public sector which is where my profession tends to be found.
I imagine that Romney's being a former Governor gives him the insight to have the Federal Government pass laws that would benefit the State Government without making the States dependent on Bailouts from the Fed to hire teachers, fire fighters and policemen.
I already voted, and I voted for change. I hope to be hired somewhere soon.
Wednesday, July 4, 2012
Wednesday the Fourth
Centerville has Americana Festival on the Fourth, and we have gone to it the past few years. They have TONS of things to do for the kids, and there are always tons of people there on a very warm day.
Today was mid-90s and sunny, so swim suits were worn for the trip to the festival seeing that Centerville has a sprinkler park in the proximity of the kids fun area of the festival.
Kids got their hair and faces painted.


Today was mid-90s and sunny, so swim suits were worn for the trip to the festival seeing that Centerville has a sprinkler park in the proximity of the kids fun area of the festival.
Kids got their hair and faces painted.


Sunday, July 1, 2012
Making money on a Sunday, the story of July 1st
Summer is the time for a vacation or trip, right?
Stay-cations are the rage for a reason, but we don't have a hot tub or family pool of our own, so a mini-trip is in order.
With situations being what they are regarding my employment status, I'm more hesitant about partaking in a vacation than my normal "frugal" self. As I have gotten older, I've learned that vacations are for memories and the kids grow so quickly that doing things together has a short window of opportunity.
Since kids grow so quickly, they outgrow their clothes more often than simply wearing them out.
Hello- Once Upon a Child! A decent place to clean out some drawers and re-invest the proceeds towards the budget for a vacation.
We literally have tubs of clothes that we have kept for some reason or another, so we occasionally sell things to our local Once Upon a Child. What they take depends on season and their store's need, so we made a trip today to the Beavercreek store.
It takes about an hour for them to review your goods, so we ventured off to Half Price Books to kill time and to sell some things we didn't need.
When everything was said and done, we came home with more money than we left and got out of the house for a few hours.
Stay-cations are the rage for a reason, but we don't have a hot tub or family pool of our own, so a mini-trip is in order.
With situations being what they are regarding my employment status, I'm more hesitant about partaking in a vacation than my normal "frugal" self. As I have gotten older, I've learned that vacations are for memories and the kids grow so quickly that doing things together has a short window of opportunity.
Since kids grow so quickly, they outgrow their clothes more often than simply wearing them out.
Hello- Once Upon a Child! A decent place to clean out some drawers and re-invest the proceeds towards the budget for a vacation.
We literally have tubs of clothes that we have kept for some reason or another, so we occasionally sell things to our local Once Upon a Child. What they take depends on season and their store's need, so we made a trip today to the Beavercreek store.
It takes about an hour for them to review your goods, so we ventured off to Half Price Books to kill time and to sell some things we didn't need.
When everything was said and done, we came home with more money than we left and got out of the house for a few hours.
Wednesday, June 27, 2012
China dumping
Saw a Tweet from one of my Senators and had to laugh. He tweeted an article in the DDN about himself co-sponsoring a bill with the other Senator from our great state.
Ever stop and wonder how China is able to "unfairly subsidize imports?"
What do you make of a business model where running in the red is okay?
Standard Oil used to do such things to undercut competition, but with the sole intention of driving the competitor out and to regain market share.
Does China dislike making profit enough to drive prices below production costs to show how evil capitalism is?
Regardless of their intentions, US deficit spending has lead to China owning US debt that returns interest payments that fund its Marxist efforts.
Essentially, by not having a balanced budget, Congress has killed/offshored more jobs in the long run than it created/saved in the short term, right?
Ever stop and wonder how China is able to "unfairly subsidize imports?"
What do you make of a business model where running in the red is okay?
Standard Oil used to do such things to undercut competition, but with the sole intention of driving the competitor out and to regain market share.
Does China dislike making profit enough to drive prices below production costs to show how evil capitalism is?
Regardless of their intentions, US deficit spending has lead to China owning US debt that returns interest payments that fund its Marxist efforts.
Essentially, by not having a balanced budget, Congress has killed/offshored more jobs in the long run than it created/saved in the short term, right?
Saturday, June 23, 2012
Phantom Fireworks: Lighting Up Backyards of America from Coast to Coast®
Sorry, but "Lighting Up Backyards of America from Coast to Coast®" is essentially illegal in Ohio.
Never understood why it's legal to buy them in Ohio if you can't use them. Are there states where they are illegal to sell, but legal to light up?
Don't care. I'm not driving around with fireworks in my car. With my luck, I'd get pulled over and charged as a terrorist for taking explosives across state lines.
Being on Phantom Fireworks' mailing list means that I have a little more trash to be on the lookout during the month of June.
Never understood why it's legal to buy them in Ohio if you can't use them. Are there states where they are illegal to sell, but legal to light up?
Don't care. I'm not driving around with fireworks in my car. With my luck, I'd get pulled over and charged as a terrorist for taking explosives across state lines.
Being on Phantom Fireworks' mailing list means that I have a little more trash to be on the lookout during the month of June.
Friday, June 22, 2012
Clean Coal
I grew up in a coal/steel mill area. I heard stories of how things used to be during their peak production, when residue would be swept from porches regularly.
Never saw anything like what was described on the ground or in the sky. Industry died, but things were done "cleaner."
Supposedly there's 200 years of coal available, but it's not good for the US, but okay for China to use.
An uncle of mine worked on clean coal. He was a smart guy, hence he was a chemical engineer. He died from cancer in 2006. I wish he was still around, I'd like to hear his opinion.
There's so much biased information out there. Is either side right? Sherrod Brown voted against the coal industry. Rob Portman voted in support of coal industry.
Never saw anything like what was described on the ground or in the sky. Industry died, but things were done "cleaner."
Supposedly there's 200 years of coal available, but it's not good for the US, but okay for China to use.
An uncle of mine worked on clean coal. He was a smart guy, hence he was a chemical engineer. He died from cancer in 2006. I wish he was still around, I'd like to hear his opinion.
There's so much biased information out there. Is either side right? Sherrod Brown voted against the coal industry. Rob Portman voted in support of coal industry.
Sunday, June 17, 2012
An actual Jobs Bill
So I have a blog, I technically produce content to share with whomever stumbles upon my random commentary on simplicity of life and the happiness found within it.
I live in Ohio, so I am a target of unsolicited political calls, mail, email, radio ads, television ads, and web ads. I cannot avoid a national election, let alone a statewide election.
This election is being framed as a popularity contest as they normally are, but I've never been much about hype. I look at the issues that concern me and think of the long term goals of the candidates.
I always pick the lesser of two evils.
What are the issues that effect me most?
Only one is on my mind, for I'm unemployed. I've had a hard time keeping a job after being laid-off a couple times. My industry was never outsourced to a third world country, but the funding essentially was hijacked by the same sort of circumstances that made sending jobs overseas practical from business standpoint.
"Loopholes" are blamed for outsourcing.
Is it a "loophole" that Amazon does not have to charge local taxes when it ships merchandise across state lines? Yes, they deliberately look for tax loopholes and monitor threats to them. Supposedly, the sales tax loophole will end this year, but I haven't seen much about congress fixing the problem of late.
I haven't heard anyone bash Jeff Bezos in a while, but I hear about nameless Wall Street types or anything related to Wal-Mart.
Amazon is worse than Wal-Mart. Wal-Mart supposedly destroyed small businesses, but Amazon went further and took revenue away which paid for Police Officers, Fire Fighters, and School Teachers.
If Commerce Law was implemented to make the market place fair for bricks and mortar storefronts vs virtual entities, then a lot of the tax funding problems we see will be addressed.
More funding for local governments directly related to consumption would been seamless since the price differences aren't going to jump for local merchants, while online retailers can find other ways to squeeze their profits to offset shipping costs. People will still buy stuff if it saves them time.
Seems too simple, but more local sales, means more salespeople needed locally. More people working locally along with more local sales means more tax revenue. More tax revenue means more funding for public entities, which allows for more employees which can buy more things beyond sustenance levels. Another benefit is that there is less need for the generation of tax revenue from other avenues.
Destroying Amazon's loophole will benefit all. Amazon will survive because people like Amazon for reasons beyond the sales tax aspect..
News coverage from major networks chooses to ignore these facts because they are sponsored by CORPORATIONS that exploit these tax laws and their viewers in kind purchase online to avoid taxes.
I live in Ohio, so I am a target of unsolicited political calls, mail, email, radio ads, television ads, and web ads. I cannot avoid a national election, let alone a statewide election.
This election is being framed as a popularity contest as they normally are, but I've never been much about hype. I look at the issues that concern me and think of the long term goals of the candidates.
I always pick the lesser of two evils.
What are the issues that effect me most?
Only one is on my mind, for I'm unemployed. I've had a hard time keeping a job after being laid-off a couple times. My industry was never outsourced to a third world country, but the funding essentially was hijacked by the same sort of circumstances that made sending jobs overseas practical from business standpoint.
"Loopholes" are blamed for outsourcing.
Is it a "loophole" that Amazon does not have to charge local taxes when it ships merchandise across state lines? Yes, they deliberately look for tax loopholes and monitor threats to them. Supposedly, the sales tax loophole will end this year, but I haven't seen much about congress fixing the problem of late.
I haven't heard anyone bash Jeff Bezos in a while, but I hear about nameless Wall Street types or anything related to Wal-Mart.
Amazon is worse than Wal-Mart. Wal-Mart supposedly destroyed small businesses, but Amazon went further and took revenue away which paid for Police Officers, Fire Fighters, and School Teachers.
If Commerce Law was implemented to make the market place fair for bricks and mortar storefronts vs virtual entities, then a lot of the tax funding problems we see will be addressed.
More funding for local governments directly related to consumption would been seamless since the price differences aren't going to jump for local merchants, while online retailers can find other ways to squeeze their profits to offset shipping costs. People will still buy stuff if it saves them time.
Seems too simple, but more local sales, means more salespeople needed locally. More people working locally along with more local sales means more tax revenue. More tax revenue means more funding for public entities, which allows for more employees which can buy more things beyond sustenance levels. Another benefit is that there is less need for the generation of tax revenue from other avenues.
Destroying Amazon's loophole will benefit all. Amazon will survive because people like Amazon for reasons beyond the sales tax aspect..
News coverage from major networks chooses to ignore these facts because they are sponsored by CORPORATIONS that exploit these tax laws and their viewers in kind purchase online to avoid taxes.
Saturday, June 16, 2012
Returning phone calls
When we got back from swimming and ice cream, I saw the voice mail light flashing. I checked the missed call, and it was my brother. I am rarely in the mood to talk to him, and I was too tired at that point regardless of my opinion of him.
When I was getting ready for bed I got my phone from J's purse, since I gave it to her when we went swimming and it was locked in a locker while we were at the pool. My brother had called my cell as well, so I sent him a text saying I will call when I have time. He lives three time zones away, so he may have been up, but I still wasn't in the mood to talk.
Today being the next day, K & B went to swim class with J this morning. I stayed home to grout. I did as much as I could before they came home at which time we went to Steak'N Shake. Kids eat free on Saturday, and I was hankering for the Chili Frito Double Steak Burger.
When we got there, the manager promised not to bus our table while we visited the Claw Machine. Claw Machine looked too tempting to give, but it didn't though we spent more than I would have liked.
Food took a while to get to us. Not sure what held up the order, but it was worth the wait. I love the Frito Burger, and hope that it returns to the menu rather than hoping for them to have Fritos leftover. They ring it up as the Jalapeno Crunch, which suggests that I like the Jalapeno Crunch, BUT I DON'T.
Anyways, we went to Wal-mart to get some items that TARGET STOPPED CARRYING. B wanted carried, and I was fine doing so until I felt my feet hurt.
Seems that I grout on my knees and toes, so I stretched my feet to a painful afterthought, just as my hands hurt from scraping.
Got back from Wal-mart and eventually got back to grouting. Upon finishing the floor, I cleaned up my mess and called my brother back. I don't recall the last time I called him. I dislike his voice, so I generally text him if communicating with him cannot be avoided.
Wasn't too bad of a call. Felt a little bad that I didn't know he was hit by a car while riding his bicycle a few weeks ago. I hadn't talked to him since he was in Ohio in April. He didn't call B on her birthday a couple weeks before his accident, which annoyed me.I don't talk to my parents much, but I talk to them more with it being baseball season. Never talk about my brother with them aside from when he's going to a show or Ohio. My parents didn't mention it, and they saw him last week in New York at his opening there.
Personally, I think his being hit is Karma.
When I was getting ready for bed I got my phone from J's purse, since I gave it to her when we went swimming and it was locked in a locker while we were at the pool. My brother had called my cell as well, so I sent him a text saying I will call when I have time. He lives three time zones away, so he may have been up, but I still wasn't in the mood to talk.
Today being the next day, K & B went to swim class with J this morning. I stayed home to grout. I did as much as I could before they came home at which time we went to Steak'N Shake. Kids eat free on Saturday, and I was hankering for the Chili Frito Double Steak Burger.
When we got there, the manager promised not to bus our table while we visited the Claw Machine. Claw Machine looked too tempting to give, but it didn't though we spent more than I would have liked.
Food took a while to get to us. Not sure what held up the order, but it was worth the wait. I love the Frito Burger, and hope that it returns to the menu rather than hoping for them to have Fritos leftover. They ring it up as the Jalapeno Crunch, which suggests that I like the Jalapeno Crunch, BUT I DON'T.
Anyways, we went to Wal-mart to get some items that TARGET STOPPED CARRYING. B wanted carried, and I was fine doing so until I felt my feet hurt.
Seems that I grout on my knees and toes, so I stretched my feet to a painful afterthought, just as my hands hurt from scraping.
Got back from Wal-mart and eventually got back to grouting. Upon finishing the floor, I cleaned up my mess and called my brother back. I don't recall the last time I called him. I dislike his voice, so I generally text him if communicating with him cannot be avoided.
Wasn't too bad of a call. Felt a little bad that I didn't know he was hit by a car while riding his bicycle a few weeks ago. I hadn't talked to him since he was in Ohio in April. He didn't call B on her birthday a couple weeks before his accident, which annoyed me.I don't talk to my parents much, but I talk to them more with it being baseball season. Never talk about my brother with them aside from when he's going to a show or Ohio. My parents didn't mention it, and they saw him last week in New York at his opening there.
Personally, I think his being hit is Karma.
Friday, June 15, 2012
Box of fun
So we got new A/C today, and before they left the guy asked me if I wanted the box for the kids.
I said "no" to the box, K and B were outside with me and they box wanted the box.
It was 88 degrees and they were in a box. Thankfully the yard is shaded by a couple maple trees, but they weren't dressed for such a day.
K wanted his shirt to match his tan shorts, so he wore a polo.
B didn't think any of her shorts fits so she was adamant about wearing pants.
I always wear pants, but I have my reasons that I don't force upon my children.
Regardless, they played with the box and they weren't jerks to each other. No one died or fainted.
B didn't want to come into the house. She was in a phase that she refused going out let alone putting on shorts/pants.
I said "no" to the box, K and B were outside with me and they box wanted the box.
It was 88 degrees and they were in a box. Thankfully the yard is shaded by a couple maple trees, but they weren't dressed for such a day.
K wanted his shirt to match his tan shorts, so he wore a polo.
B didn't think any of her shorts fits so she was adamant about wearing pants.
I always wear pants, but I have my reasons that I don't force upon my children.
Regardless, they played with the box and they weren't jerks to each other. No one died or fainted.
B didn't want to come into the house. She was in a phase that she refused going out let alone putting on shorts/pants.
Thursday, June 14, 2012
Par for course
Having a bi-level house built in the 60s, one never knows when things were last updated for sure. One of the rude awakenings about home ownership is that things break and need replaced.
There is never a good time for your Central Air to die.
A couple days ago, cold air wasn't coming out of the vents. Called a local placed that charged it with freon last year. Same decent fellow came over and checked what I suspected he would. He found a leak which he explained would be expensive short term solution to fix given the age of the unit and laws against certain things being sold like they used to be sold.
It's almost summer, and life without A/C isn't an option given J's dislike for heat. In the long run, a new unit is desired, thus short term solutions cost more with regards to frustration and their eventual replacement.
Old unit had a long full life, hopefully its replacement will too.
There is never a good time for your Central Air to die.
A couple days ago, cold air wasn't coming out of the vents. Called a local placed that charged it with freon last year. Same decent fellow came over and checked what I suspected he would. He found a leak which he explained would be expensive short term solution to fix given the age of the unit and laws against certain things being sold like they used to be sold.
It's almost summer, and life without A/C isn't an option given J's dislike for heat. In the long run, a new unit is desired, thus short term solutions cost more with regards to frustration and their eventual replacement.
Old unit had a long full life, hopefully its replacement will too.
Wednesday, June 6, 2012
Wednesday, a day for rest.
I intended to work on the tiling today, but my back said it needed a rest. Been in a funk from stooping the last few weeks, now with the end in sight, I need not rush it.
I'm not what I used to be, but I have my moments.
Thinking back to the days of being within an 54' trailer and unloading for 90 minutes straight, five days a week, I know that I could do things without feeling pain the next day. (I only remember one day of waking up too sore to move and I called off.)
The thing is, I got paid the same as if I was on the line where I could stand around BS and drink coffee. I only got in the trailer so I had leverage to get more hours. I had a schedule that worked around J's so that I could be home with baby K. No one said anything to me about it, I just requested the days off weekly and I got them while having a full-time schedule. I usually got Wednesday off since we didn't get trucks Wednesday and Sunday. I worked every Sunday for two straight years. I liked Sundays, I worked mostly alone.
I don't miss working retail, but it was work that I didn't have to think about while home. I didn't have to think much while working, either. It was pretty simple and cut and dry what needed done. I always longed to be done and to go home. I had a lot more energy since I never sat during the workday or stared at a PC, so I got a lot of the initial remodeling done on the house during that time.
Aside from the back, my mind has been mush looking at things online.
Internet speed has greatly reduced my overall productivity. Information is compiled as such a rate that I should be come an infovegan or at least give up following sports. Watching overpaid athletes is a waste of time, but yet so hard to give up.
Being nostalgic, reminds me of my dad saying he worked every summer when he first started teaching. He never worked in the summer as long as I can remember. Hopefully, K and B will have a memory or two me actually fixing something. I believe that B will definitely remember my orthopedic procedures to reattach limbs to her dolls.
The closer I get to finishing the tiling, I think about what will be next. Of course, the more work I do, the more inclined I am to feeling the house could be marketable. We need more room for our cars, and Ohio hasn't been a great place for me to find work.
I'm not what I used to be, but I have my moments.
Thinking back to the days of being within an 54' trailer and unloading for 90 minutes straight, five days a week, I know that I could do things without feeling pain the next day. (I only remember one day of waking up too sore to move and I called off.)
The thing is, I got paid the same as if I was on the line where I could stand around BS and drink coffee. I only got in the trailer so I had leverage to get more hours. I had a schedule that worked around J's so that I could be home with baby K. No one said anything to me about it, I just requested the days off weekly and I got them while having a full-time schedule. I usually got Wednesday off since we didn't get trucks Wednesday and Sunday. I worked every Sunday for two straight years. I liked Sundays, I worked mostly alone.
I don't miss working retail, but it was work that I didn't have to think about while home. I didn't have to think much while working, either. It was pretty simple and cut and dry what needed done. I always longed to be done and to go home. I had a lot more energy since I never sat during the workday or stared at a PC, so I got a lot of the initial remodeling done on the house during that time.
Aside from the back, my mind has been mush looking at things online.
Internet speed has greatly reduced my overall productivity. Information is compiled as such a rate that I should be come an infovegan or at least give up following sports. Watching overpaid athletes is a waste of time, but yet so hard to give up.
Being nostalgic, reminds me of my dad saying he worked every summer when he first started teaching. He never worked in the summer as long as I can remember. Hopefully, K and B will have a memory or two me actually fixing something. I believe that B will definitely remember my orthopedic procedures to reattach limbs to her dolls.
The closer I get to finishing the tiling, I think about what will be next. Of course, the more work I do, the more inclined I am to feeling the house could be marketable. We need more room for our cars, and Ohio hasn't been a great place for me to find work.
Monday, May 7, 2012
New meaning to "battle state"
Mother's Day is this week, and the President's re-election campaign is in full force with online ads asking if you'll sign a card for the First Lady, which have replaced the please re-elect my husband ads.
Is Michelle afraid what that Barack will lose? I doubt it, but I wonder about the company the President keeps.
This past weekend, Mr. Obama campaigned with an accused wife beater in Ohio.
Did Senator Sherrod Brown really beat his former wife?
Divorce papers supposedly indicate as much, which reminded me of another accused Ohio wife beater running for office. Charlie Wilson
Did Representative Charlie Wilson really beat his former wife?
I'm sure these court documents are fakes that have been PhotoShopped.
Is Michelle afraid what that Barack will lose? I doubt it, but I wonder about the company the President keeps.
This past weekend, Mr. Obama campaigned with an accused wife beater in Ohio.
Did Senator Sherrod Brown really beat his former wife?
Divorce papers supposedly indicate as much, which reminded me of another accused Ohio wife beater running for office. Charlie Wilson
Did Representative Charlie Wilson really beat his former wife?
I'm sure these court documents are fakes that have been PhotoShopped.
Friday, May 4, 2012
Merchant of Death
Ohio is only important in even numbered years. The Hill.com has an article today about its importance to the various political parties in Washington. The final paragraph caught my eye, for freshman Rep. Bill Johnson (R-Ohio) is being targeted as being vulnerable due to polling and attacks from House Majority PAC, a Democratic super-PAC. Rep. Johnson ousted Rep. Charlie Wilson (D-Ohio) in 2010, and Charlie Wilson wants HIS SEAT back(as his company's website indicates he is "serving as a US Congressman").
The district in question has seen a revitalization of late with Oil Companies and their fracking. Fracking is seen as a non-starter by those who dislike job creation that comes with risk to the environment.
The area in question had its economic peak when the Coal and Steel industries were booming.
Charlie Wilson supported those industries in the past, but does he support fracking?
Charlie Wilson is a small business owner that supposedly understands the difficulties of the struggling economy.
Last I checked, people still die, and a Funeral Home Owner profits directly from the deaths of his neighbors.
Rep. Johnson, clearly, is open-minded to fracking.
The district in question has seen a revitalization of late with Oil Companies and their fracking. Fracking is seen as a non-starter by those who dislike job creation that comes with risk to the environment.
The area in question had its economic peak when the Coal and Steel industries were booming.
Charlie Wilson supported those industries in the past, but does he support fracking?
Charlie Wilson is a small business owner that supposedly understands the difficulties of the struggling economy.
Last I checked, people still die, and a Funeral Home Owner profits directly from the deaths of his neighbors.
Rep. Johnson, clearly, is open-minded to fracking.
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