Not sure how much I will write today. Excessive fatigue since the surgery. Good days prompt more activity leading to...fatigue. Not exactly a surprise. The caution about not being Wonder Woman apparently was based in fact. Otherwise, healing well, walking better and able to shower and wash hair every other day so life is good. Laundry day and I have to clean or direct cleaning before the housekeeper shows up tomorrow (and hide all the drugs).
Reported as new and exciting technology, I was reading how they are using fly ash (leftover from coal fired power plants) for building materials. Like filler for bricks and blocks. It is an environmental nightmare and not easy to dispose of considering its nasty components. I believe there is still a sludge pond in Lansing that contains both calcium carbonate (lime) from the water conditioning plant and fly ash from the power plants. The hydrologist I was working for at the BWL in the 70's had an idea for using the sludge like fertilizer. We "experimented" in my garden in town and grew monster veggies. Hmmm. Later the Board started a project using sludge as a flowable filler material. Never did hear how that panned out. But I can say I was there in the beginning and people have actually cared about the environment for a long time. Though like safety programs, you have to find a financial gain or commercial application when you try to save the world.
Another oddball story I read this week is that the Social Security Office is reviewing job titles for the first time since, I don't know, when SSA started. Thinking was, if a disabled worker could work one of these jobs, they were not eligible. One of the job titles they were thinking of eliminating was "Nut Sorter". Who knew? An occupation that even a squirrel can do apparently has no place in the modern workplace. As I used to call them, light bulb counting jobs when I had a temporarily disabled worker. Best to keep people on a work schedule every day than stay home watching lawyer and whole-body deodorant commercials. Changing the pages on the safety manual or sorting plastic by color were a couple other "jobs" we came up with.
Boggles the mind of what other jobs could be eliminated. Knockers whose job was to wake people up before alarm clocks; probably used transplanted farm workers. I suppose doctors have found a replacement for leech collectors by now. Always wondered if "flea flicker" had a practical application. Then what about railroad car counting, an activity that is somewhat mandatory when one is trapped at a crossing. I'm sure there is a need to know by someone. How about aphid plucker (can't expect the lady bugs to do all the work). How about museum brass polisher or drug store soda jerk. Or drug store diners for that matter? A place that sports both drugs and ice cream. Though the best combo I ever saw was on St Martin Island where they combined a bar with a jewelry store. After a couple of rum soaked mudslides can the purchase of a diamond bracelet be far behind. Other combos come to mind. Urgent Care and Ski shop. Motorcycle Shop and Tattoo Parlor. Assisted Living and Funeral Home. Bakery and Fitness Center. I think I am really tired.
Guess who I saw hot on the trail or tail of a baby bunny in the yard? Chase went from the back to the front yard pictured below. Did not catch the ending which is just as well....
Peace out.....💚 💙💛
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