Monday, July 21, 2008

It has been a long time

I am still alive... I spent a year working, repairing/refurbishing RFID towers, then I went back to school where I hope to get a BS in Computer Engineering by the end of the next school year.

That is me.

Saturday, November 18, 2006

Homeless and unemployed

When? soonish.

Unemployed comes from not wanting to work a job that's trying I'm likely to get injured/killed doing if even with the compensation I can't afford to live anywhere but the back of my car (which will probably get towed anyways unless I can fix the plates).

Tuesday, November 14, 2006

Glow Sticks

So I cannot bring my flashlight to work... alternatives for seeing in a fucking dark truck? Glowsticks...

They cost about 40cents each in bulk, and I don't think I'll need one Every day. They seem to come with necklace things (though I'll probably duct-tape them to my shoulder or something.)

More later. -Evan

Monday, November 13, 2006

Things bothering me right now

Susan, I need to call her today... and I really don't know what my goal of any conflict with her will be.


Work: back to getting crushed. yay.


Car: Plates expired, and I don't have any liquid assets to renew them 'till I get paid by GIS or for a CAD job I'm doing (she'll be back in town Thursday).


Rent: I promised Tim rent by the 15th, and I don't know if I'll get paid enough from Fedex. I really don't feel like ending up homeless.


Friends: there's a couple good friends I simply cannot stand to hang out with at the moment, either because they seem to drag me down or because there's some tension regarding what we usually do when we hang out.


Money: I don't see how I can sustain myself... I don't even know where to start cutting corners.

-Evan

Edit: Car insurance is up too. :(

Sunday, November 12, 2006

Foot in mouth disease

I say things that sometimes need clarification... for instance, when I meant to say that I was looking to continue on as permanant on my job and possibly advance to a non-package handling position in the company, I instead said "'till I find something else".

I think the question had to do with how long I was planning on staying on for... an indirect asking of "do you want to stay on after the season".

I need to clarify that on monday...

Things so important they cannot be spoken of...

Unwritten rules.

I'm trying to find an example of the system by which homework at my former school was completed (It involved sections like "Known", "Problem", "Given", "Solution", "Conclusion/Discussion").

I've been searching their websites, and while I seem to have found a lot of information on answers to homework, hints and the like. I find no procedural information for doing the homework. (which is really not surprising, as we only found out there was a sytem after we started getting half our points knocked off for not following "the proceedure")

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This acutally has a lot to do with why I'm so pissed at my current employer, as a lot of what we need to know about doing the job is simply not discussed... like moving about the truck, what to do when you can't see shit and are about to get crushed to death... that kind of thing.

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But getting back to the reason I'm talking about this, I was trying to write up an argument for rules clarifiation/ammendment to the Frag rules... having to do with the tracking of damage and suggesting a wounds based accounting system rather than the health accounting that happens now.

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Anyways, Long story ended... I'm pissed because so many places take for granted such very essential and arcane things (and it generally falls to the workers/students to piece things together).
I don't blame Susan for my misery in this situation, or for the fact that I cannot see how anyone can support themselves on $20/day... But I do blame her for something.

Every time we talked she would duckspeak the same little dance about how it will feel good to have a job and that will make thing easier... And if that were it, I'd be ok with it, but she'd go on for hours if I didn't tell her that she sounded drunk and was repeating herself.

And now, all that sugar coating has turned to vinegar. And I really dislike that particular taste. But this is metaphor, so it doesn't matter. Anyways, now every memory of her blathering on how this would be a good thing seeps caustic liquid, and adds that much needed spice of insult to this already terrible injury (figurative).

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I just spent 24hrs asleep after my second shift of moving things.

They sat us through 3 days of training, which they neglected to tell us many things that would be useful (I suspect because there's no answer, that if given as policy, would not get them sued). [Example: How do I get to the belly of the truck when the side by me is filled with boxes and the only way to the other side is by sliding along the rollers?]

I am glad I purchased gloves. They've already saved me from what would be nasty cuts twice (once in the previous example..). Knee pads were another good investment...

I cannot bring in a flashlight (because of their theft policies), so I'm thinking of getting a case of glowsticks... (I'm undecided if I'm going to become a raver in order to use the excess...)

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It seems that every time I turn around there's another tiny little dagger in my back. The person running the applications/orientation did not mention that we'd all be seasonal until late into the orientation (3rd day of the process). It would not be such a terrible thing if he hadn't been praising and pushing the benefits that he knew we would not get.

And every time thereafter that someone mentions a benefit that is delayed/lost due to this "seasonal" label, I feel that little tinge of betrayal.

Add to this that we were made to sit and watch training videos and stuff for three days, and when we finally got around to doing the work it became apparent that not only does nobody else use any of the rules we were taught, but if we try and abide from them we will be BURIED ALIVE*.

*In our first week of handling, we were to be expected to move no more than about 100 packages an hour. This "expectation" however, does not stop the flow of boxes into our trucks... and when we're in the belly section, there is really no other place for the boxes to go than on top of our heads.

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Oh well, the last job hunt was moved along by emotional suffering and ultimatums... let's see if physical pain can help the next search...


-Evan

Friday, November 10, 2006

Don't ask the experts,

...Because they're what's wrong with the situation.

I've been developing a new philosophy over the past few weeks... The nutshell description is that our world has taken the specialization of labor so far it has led to a great deal of dysfunction, which is meerly taken as "the way things are" rather than being seen as a problem.

Experts have no incentive, and in fact disinsentive, to making their work usable to the masses. This leads to a bunch of disparate groups in their ivory towers trying to build them ever higher. And while these advances are not bad things (and are even found to be marketable to "the masses" from time to time), the tools they use should be simple enough for everyone to pick up... or at the very least, they should not throw away the old tools that were simple enough for everyone to use...

An example of this would be how the auto industry integrated computers into every system, creating the situation where while thirty years ago, a hobbiest might be able to repair/maintain/and perhaps modify their car, that would be impossible today (in part due to the cost assosciated with specialized equipment such as OBD scanners and things)

This leads me to wonder as well if a durable, easy to repair, simple to understand car would sell well today? Merely because it gives people the option to empower themselves and take control of the device.

But I digress.

-Evan

Thursday, November 09, 2006

Cooking, pants optional

PANCAKES!

MOTHERFUCKIN' PANCAKES!




and EGGS!



So I made breakfast today... I made some nice and chewy and sweet and fluffy pancakes (motherfuckin'), and then I made some eggs... scrambled and folded rather well.

Around noon I made the rest of the batter to feed a friend and then went and tried to make an apple pancake... So I cut up an apple like a spastic retard and tossed it ontop of the pancake... then I put some cinnamon sugar on it...

It turned out a little undercooked in the center but tasted really good.

and now I have pants, yay pants.

Wednesday, November 08, 2006

Definition: Freelance

Freelance: When a knight trips and looses control of his weapon.

Thursday, November 02, 2006

Ma's stir fry recipe

Foods:
Chicken (I use boneless/skinless breasts because I'm lazy, one per person)
Veggies (again, I'm lazy, so I usually buy some bag of mixed/cut/washed stuff)

Marinade:
1 Tbsp Oil
3 Tbsp Soy Sauce
3 Tbsp Sake (or dry sherry)
1" Ginger, minced
1 Clove garlic

Sauce:
1/4 cup chicken broth
1 tsp cornstarch
1 1/2 Tbsp Oyster Sauce


Marinade meat for about a half hour then stir fry until browned.

Set meat aside and stir fry veggies for a minute, then add chicken and sauce. Continue cooking for a few minutes until the sauce thickens a little, the veggies get slightly tender, and stop before the chicken gets rubbery.

Check the biggest piece of chicken you can find to see if it's cooked through (I'm paranoid). If it is, serve the food, eat over rice. Yum.

Tuesday, October 31, 2006

Moenchies

Inspiration or plagiarism? Such a fine line separates them.

For some time I've had the idea to create Munchies, a cafe/diner place that serves... well... a variety of foods so wide that the hungry pothead would be hard pressed to come up with something we couldn't make. I'm thinking of Huge bags of chips, pizzas, deep-fried anything, burgers and sammiches, or even fries a'la mode (chocolate ice cream of course).

Anyways, over the past month or so, I've been reading the works of one who loves cake and refining my concept in light of some of his stories and ideas. Well today, much to my surprise, he posted a description strikingly similar to the one that developed in my brain.

It's always interesting (and frightening) to see someone thinking the same thing as you.

(the spelling of the title is for if Munchies opens in Terre Haute... It's a joke on a building name at Rose)

Jeoooorb

I'm a box thrower. yep. woo.


Anyways...

Wednesday, October 04, 2006

Motto, National

"E Pluribus Unum" ("One from many")

Far less divisive than the current one.

Saturday, September 30, 2006

Thursday, September 21, 2006

Sketchup


So I've decided to start practicing sketchup (at about 3am this morning) and I created this for their weekly competition thing (though it was late).

This is a left handed touchpad media player, the pad is based of of those found on laptops, but I think it may have to look different if it's going to be a thumb-pad.

Here's some links to the competition and the sketchup model:

Sketchup Page
Forum Post
Img with title block

Sunday, September 17, 2006

Dr. Dvorak

Pocketmod had a new page when I started printing out my planners again this week, it had a page with a Dvorak keyboard layout, and a link to http://dvzine.org/.

It has a wonderful little comic about the rise of QWERTY and a lot of painful frustration as to its continued existance.

Breakfast and Lunch

For breakfast I made Apple Cinnamon Pancakes; which consist of pancake mix, applesauce, and cinnamon sugar all mixed together. (I didn't measure since it was the first experiment on the matter).

They turned out tasty, but they were very hard to cook properly due to the added structure that the apples gave the batter. Next time I'll have to use a more liquid mix, and make one cake at a time from the center of the pan.

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Lunch: Turkey Sandwich, Salad, Sliced Apple, and Chips. (nothing fancy or original, I just wanted a multiple course lunch.)

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I'll probably keep working on the Thai stir fry stuff tonight. I should invite people over.

UoEP

So I've decided that I need to devote set times to the study of the different subjects I've committed myself to learning (but cannot sit down and read the books for).

I don't know yet how the time frame will breakdown (hr/day/subject?) (2hrs/subject/MWForTH).

Subjects include:
  • Marketing
  • Comp. Sci.
  • Nutrition
  • Literature
  • Career Studies
I hope I don't spend more time setting up the program than actually using it.

That's it for now.

Saturday, September 16, 2006

The unwasted day

I managed to get a lot done today:
  • Picked up my meds
  • Ate lunch
  • Purchased produce
  • and got phone numbers from the library for my sales thing.

So I'm doing good. yay me.

The waste of a day

I slept about a day straight yesterday (from about 5am to 5am).

Today I need to get my meds updated (out since Wednesday) and probably should hit the library.

My limbs feel atrophied. (sigh).

-Evan

Wednesday, September 13, 2006

After dinner...

So dinner went well, but after dinner I came downstairs to find that rain had seeped into the basement... so in a panic I took everything that was on the floor and elevated it. Made a token attempt to mop up what had come in already... and finally resigned the issue to a force more powerfull than my patience and stamina.

I'm thinking of making Pad Khing next. I had it once at the Thai restraunt in Terre Haute and it was very delicious if a little spicy.

Lard nar

When I was awoken to create food, I decided I'd be nice and make something tim had wanted the other day, but could not get:

Fried Noodle in Creamy Sauce (Lard Nar)

Ingredients
  • 2 cup rice noodles (soaked in water)
  • 1 1/2 cup broccoli sliced
  • 3-4 shiitake mushroom (soaked over night)
  • 1 tablespoon minced garlic
  • 1 tablespoon oyster sauce
  • 1 tablespoon fish sauce
  • 1 tablespoon sugar
  • 1 tablespoon cornstarch with 1/4 cup water
  • 2 tablespoons cooking oil

Cook'em!!
  • In frying pan, heat oil and brown garlic.
  • Add noodles, stir well for 3 minutes.
  • Place on serving plate. Heat remaining oil, add beef, broccoli and shiitake mushrooms.
  • Stir until no pink in beef.
  • Add water and bring to boil. (about 1/2 cup water)
  • Add oyster sauce, fish sauce and sugar.
  • Add cornstarch and stir until thicken.
  • Spoon over the noodle.
  • Serve with a slice of lemon will be good.
  • Enjoy it!

By: Jew


I couldn't fry the rice noodles correctly still (I either need a lot more heat or need to make a lot less noodles), and since I used too many noodles, I did not have enough sauce; However, it did turn out tasty. I served everything in the bowls my aunt gave me oh so long ago (when I went to college).

Also, the recipe does not mention beef, despite calling for you to cook it. I used an almost-half-pound bottom round steak, sliced thin across the grain (with cheap meat [$1.35], this is more important than how you cook it as you want as small of tissue fiber as possible; this way, even if it's rubber, it will still be edible). Other substitutions I made were Tapioca Starch for Cornstarch; Peanut Oil as cooking oil; and I did not have any mushrooms.

I also made ramen noodle soup in a style close to the Dork Tower comic featuring Iron Chef: Ramen.

I really missed cooking, and I wish I had willing company more often. I suppose I could try cooking for friends/etc and have everyone throw in 5 bucks. But I don't know many people around Evergreen Park. A shame really.

Another Useless Day

Today I woke up, checked my email, and discovered that my benefactor's rat had escaped and was in the basement with me. The rat was stuck in the laundry room, with the only exit being where there was a break in the wall by the foundation. So I put some paper there and went bout my business listening attentively for the sound or rat hitting paper.

The rat came out, and ran around for a bit before I lost it again. But I assumed it was in the main area of the basement where my computer was (and not much to hide behind besides the futon), so I figured I'd find her eventually... except the door to my room was open. (stupid)

I made a quick visual scan under all the furniture in my room and assumed she wasn't in there (she was hiding in my dresser, which she can jump in from beneath the drawers)... I later heard her in the room and proceeded to have an exhausting game of Catch the fucking rat before I finally caught her and she bit my finger.

Then I spent most of the day feeling terribly tired and not getting anything done (it was about 2pm at this point, having spent a good 3 to 4 hours in pursuit of the escapee, then cleaning up afterwards).

If this ever happens again I'm calling over Mr. Black to have a little playtime with the misplaced pets.

Then I was awoken at about midnight because Tim and John had the munchies. I will continue the story in the next post.

Monday, September 11, 2006

Today

Here's to five years of cock-blocking any meaningful investigation and turning a tragedy into new age nationalism.

Cheers.

*mutters* ...I still think we sunk the maine again.