MONDAY -- Beware the Ides of March; particularly if you are a much detested autocrat in a toga. Although the "Ides" occur each month roughly on the 15th (according to the ancient Roman calendar) we only celebrate or commiserate the March anniversary. Meanwhile another day at the desk playing with a new webcam (and losing) and more writing.
ASIDE: Man do I have wrinkles! Not at all ready for my close-ups, Yeesh.
I feel like I'm back at work with this complicated volunteer project-though my desk area is starting to resemble my old office with papers piled everywhere as everything is being worked on simultaneously. Dad saw my office one time and cried "how do you ever find anything?" Well if it's lost long enough my theory is you didn't really need it anyway.
TUESDAY: Excellent conversation/dress rehearsal with an interviewee for one of the EHS podcasts. I wish we had recorded it. Hopefully we can recapture the conversational tone, repartee and facts disguised as entertainment when we go live. It was an interesting take on an individual's overall health having a large impact on workplace injury, lost time and costs. As the population ages and people are working longer, the four morbidities of obesity, blood pressure, diabetes and muscular skeletal issues play a larger role. A new way of thinking for the safety professional used to focusing on strictly "eliminating hazards".
BONUS: Thought to ponder. Why has it become so destructive (mentally, physically, emotionallly, socially) that children are performing so much on-line learning? As I recall pre-pandemic there were constant commercials on the awesome benefits FOR on-line schools. I used to view those commercials and remark, "unless someone is right there making sure they are doing the work I don't buy it". What changed?
WEDNESDAY: I think Defensive Driving courses should be mandatory if good old self-preservation does not do it for you. There is a particular intersection in our little town that allows folks driving south to use two lanes for a left turn. It is notorious for people taking a little of their lane from the middle forcing the car furthest over to duck and dodge. I prepared for it so as I made my turn from the further lane I hesitated a tad and of course, the driver on my left decided to take both lanes ending up in my lane and proceeding blissfully down it like I didn't even exist. Some might say blow your horn but I'd rather use both hands to maneuver and avoid metallic mayhem. Proud to say I used no "finger" language as I made my way past the lane hog.
BONUS: Interesting podcast meeting today where the previous bru-ha-haer was strangely quiet. Of course their camera kept freezing intentionally or not, but no facial expressions were visible. At any rate the first episode is "in the can" so to speak. A bit crude but not bad for a first attempt. I may have to redo the intro that will play before each broadcast as the comments were "great script, great voice" lousy audio. Sounds a bit oxymoron-"iky" but apparently a external microphone is being shipped to me. Hint taken. Great. More technology to screw up. The first podcast is by the other host until I have some of my own recorded, but I will be present, ghostlike, in the intro heh heh heh
THURSDAY: Hair maintenance conducted today and lunch at a REAL restaurant. Our second attempt since getting vaccine-proofed. I know establishments are suffering, but I rather like the no crowd and exquisite service. Prices are up understandably, but no complaints. I imagine only the stellar staff has been recalled so perhaps that is the difference.
Bru-ha-haer from earlier threw another sharp tool at the Conference today and I had the pleasure of explaining why we were not going to approve the latest assumption. It is going to be hard to get the assistance promised if I have to keep lowering the boom.
FRIDAY: Hypocrisy reigns. The Repubs (minority) are crying foul at everything they used to do as a majority. I am not proud of either side, as even little kids know how to work/play together and compromise. At least we are seeing legislation making it to the floor, though debate, outside of a bunch of whining, threats and doom, is lacking. Get in those back rooms and DEAL and put those pointing fingers to rest. Reminds me of my old workers' comp days when all the lawyers, and me, would go into the little rooms and decide what each of us could live with. But generally I am glad I don't have to think about what's going on in D.C. 24/7 anymore (more like 12/5).
BONUS: The grandson is coming overnight so need to limber up my spoiling genes and make sure the pool table is accessible and the balloon we bash around the living room is inflated. Chaos will soon ensue.
SATURDAY: Amazing the noise that one small boy can generate. His parents' must think they are going deaf this weekend with the unexpected loss of their one-boy theater. His self-scripted one-act plays are legendary (and loud) featuring several characters. He is easy to have around, just keep the snacks coming. Last night after we were settled in for an evening movie, he requested popcorn "be sure you put that butter on top!" After delivering the bowl and settling back in to enjoy the movie he sweetly requests "Could I have a drink please". I must have grunted/sighed, which his super-hearing picked up because he said "need to get your steps in". Now anyone who knows me also knows I do a lot of walking for exercise. Had to laugh, while fetching the drink of course.
When he asked for the popcorn tonight I was ready and brought the drink as well. Though he and Grandpa looked at me oddly and said he had ordered Pringles chips. I do not possess super hearing. I said why didn't anyone say anything when I was popping the popcorn. Crickets.
SUNDAY: Daughter came over to pick up her offspring as she put it, before we get tired of hosting him and don't invite him back. She spent considerable time working on my "pseudo-studio" in the basement. After much back and forth she and the hub decided on the lighting and camera placment. OH was disappointed that we couldn't utilize his old monster lights and umbrellas that he had obtained in his old portrait taking days. He was hoping to bestow them on the Safety Conference after I get tired of podcasting.
Thought for the day. Black teen-agers are called adults and thugs to justify being shot for not moving fast enough; actual adult white male who murders eight people is called a "kid" having a bad day...
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