Ready to go home....

This circus is winding down, thank God. I am only working seventy five hours a week, why would that tire anyone out?

I brought the bike to ride for economic reasons, and discovered that there are …other things to consider.
When riding in 20 degree weather, a sneeze inside a full face helmet becomes a white out. When it’s cold enough, and you have to keep the face plate open because of the former situation, your eyes will water and you get an ice cream headache, and....

snotcicles.

I got into the supervisor position, sort of as a default candidate. However, I have done well enough to rate the same position at the next job and probably some after that. I am basically a glorified tool runner and facilitator. I get calls from folks who don’t want to make a decision. I have no problems there, give me the info and I can make a decision.

I will be going to Minnesota in March or before, a lot like Siberia, I’m told. This will be over for me by next Friday, I expect. The love of my life is going to fly up and we will do some sight seeing before we drive back. I'll need to take some pictures to put on this site, it’s really pretty up here. The drive to work and back is along the Niantic River. The boats anchored out and the water front homes make some classic pictures.

Neutrons???

I just loaded the neutrons.. Its time to make the neutrons, but I just made the neutrons. I think I just met my self coming back.

I think I want to take a left handed football bat and beat this thing 'til it squeals!

One more weekend.

Back to the graveyard,,,,

Ambulance Driver said he believes every medic has a grave yard of people who have died while in your care.

I think he's right.

His post about death while assisted by paramedic, sent me back to the graveyard.

I am taking his advice and trying to make friends with the ghosts.

I have told a lot of people, "you can do anything on adrenaline for twenty minuets, then you have to sit down before you shake apart."

It's true, a hero is just too busy to think about how scared they should be. Then when they have time to reflect, they $h*t themselves and collapse.

If you don't believe in ghosts, don't do EMS, you will believe. I can see their faces, I can hear their families cry, and so far, I have not been blamed.

Some of them are quiet now, time brings peace.

My Apologies

I am in the midst of a very trying time, I am working 75 hours a week for the next three weeks, on nights. I will post when I can. The group of deviants I work with are giving inspiration by the bucketful. I will try to include you all in the hilarity when I can. Unfortunately I must sleep or die. I have resorted to drugs and alcohol to calm my slumbers. When I return from the relm of Morbius, I will try to do better. God love you and keep you safe, may your life give you what your mother would have for you.