Subject:
        lazy*sigh*
   Date:
        Thu, 03 Jun 1999 03:12:50 -0800

so me computer is fucking up yet AGAIN.  *sigh*  We had a power outage
fer a while this morning... kind of exciting havin' the factory plunged
inta total silience and semi darkness...

I was at work at the time, an' me computer was home, alone... an' the
power went off fer a half hour an' that was that, the bloody thing
forgot who it was again...

My day started with the discovery that sometime during the night the
rest of the totes that E stacked... remember E?  the guy that failed
'blocks'? ya, well, another eight totes that he stacked came crashing
down sometime last night

Then Ted, the boss van man, tells me the vans I need are full of freight
an' it'll be a while before I git an' empty which wasn't a suprise but
still...

So UnAble, seein' I don't have a van first thing in the morning pesters
me every 10 minutes or so askin' "is it here yet?" *laughs*  which gits
a bit annoying after awhile but he comes across just like a 10 year old
kid who's waiting for those super duper X-Ray Vision glasses that you
can git fer a buck an' ten box tops to arrive *giggles* "No Able, I'm
sorry, it's not here yet.  Now run along back to the fish house and play
with your friends and I'll call you when it gets here"

Tom too was a bit of a bother today, which was odd as he is normally my
buffer and anchor and basically calm head in chaotic times kinda guy..
but when I said the van finally showed up an' the boxes I need are in
holding one an' we were gonna need the Mitsi ta pull 'em out, he went up
ta Jim an' just sorta reamed him for using the Mitsi *laughs* like Jim
KNEW, ya know?

After work I come home an' discover me machine is messed up again.
*laughs* By now I'm not suprised though, I mean, it's Already been one
of those days where the bread falls butter side down every time, ya
know?

So I mess with the machine an' git it Running enough ta do mail an' I
decide Tha's It, I'm sofa bound fer the night, put the feet up an' just
chill, ya know?

*laughs*

Nope.

around 9 Tom comes over ta visit. *sigh*

So we drink a pot of coffee, we kill commies, we talk about Fish *sigh*
(like we don't talk about Fish Enough)  He tells me a bit of gossip
about the Sunset girl,  that she's gonna be workin' at such an' such a
place in the not too distant future *sigh*   At the time that just sort
of Frosted me...I dunno. *shrugs* It just wasn't the relaxing kind of
visit it coulda been, tha's all...

so then he left but hey, I've had half a pot of coffee, ya know? *grin*

Ya, chillin' on the sofa Ain't gonna happen *laughs* running around in
tiny little amped up circles, now That's gonna happen *giggles*

and now it's three in the morning *shrugs*

And I'm sitting here wondering just exactly what it was I was supposed
to Learn from this long fucked up day.

I have the distinct impression I'm destined to relive it over and over
again untill I finally Do figure it out... or die, *shrugs*

An' ya know wha's bummin' me out more than anything?  I don't have a
clue what to write about anymore *sigh*   I mean, I've been churnin'
these things out fer over a year now...what Don't you know already?

You people know just about everything about me... *shudders*

I better go
Torbjon

 Subject:
        Lazy Yep
   Date:
        Mon, 07 Jun 1999 19:53:34 PDT

It's True, the lazy generating machine is now a toaster... *laughs* makes
Good toast, too, but it won't do the email thing anymore *shrugs*

sometime this year I will get another machine, but not anytime soon, sorry
for the delay...

know that I CAN check mail at the cafe and at various comrades houses, but
you know how that is

Anyway, despite the lack of lazies, we Are still alive and well up here

for those of you who expressed concern and sent good thoughts, thank you, it
is greatly appreciated.  For those of you who just laughed hysterically
*smirk* hey, Karma is a beautiful thing *laughs*

On an up note it's been SUNNY here, and summer is just around the bend
*wink*

I gotta go
seeya
Torbjon
 

 Subject:
        longlazylazarus
   Date:
        Mon, 14 Jun 1999 23:39:19 -0800

So from where I'm sittin' it's only been a day or two since me last
Lazy... *sip* ... max.

But thinkin' back on alla the normal an' not so normal tidbits o' gossip
tha's gone down since the hard drive simulating a toaster incident I
find that no, for the rest of you co-existing in that paralell universe
we laughing call Reality World it's been more like a week or two, not a
day or two *shrugs*

Now, here's the Real Hard part.

I'm faced with choices.

Decisions... *puff puff*

THOUGHT is required... *sip*

And THAT stops the fingers dead in there tracks *laughs*

No, really.  *shrugs*  Fatal character flaw *laughs*

So, here's the gig;  do I give ya the whole nine yards, (the shear
magnitude of such a project sends shivers down me spine--who wants to
get, let alone generate, 40 pages of copy in their email? *giggles*)

Gloss over the groovy bits like a flashback down lsd lane...*ponders*...
actually that doesn't sound too bad *grin*

Babble about in some non linear fasion like Billy Pilgrim, jumping about
from year to year...

*sip*

Babble seems best.

*puff puff*

hmmm...

So there was this boat.

Which is pretty normal as this IS the fishing industry an' boats are
comin' an' goin' alla the time... Some of 'em are even pretty big boats,
ya know?

But this boat was Big.

It had a buncha 50 pound boxes stacked on pallets it was gonna off load
and give to us.  Samples *shrugs*  60 pallets worth.  Keep in mind this
is at a Time when our fridge was already full of herring...

Seven pages of copy on how fucked up that simple operation went can be
reduced down to one single word "Jamillia"

I'm sure you'll be hearing that name more, I dunno *shrugs* It Ain't a
new one... suprised I haven't written about it more... hmmm...

So, The Very Next Day another boat shows up.  Only this was a BIG boat.
One of those things that they make movies out of and then Godzillia
comes out of the ocean and tears it in half, you know the type... the
Unsinkably Large and Beefy Boats, like the Bizmark or Titanic... an'
alla those others tha' sank.  *shudders*

I don't do boats. *shrugs*  I've Never done boats.

Inner tubes down the river, sure...

Floating hunks of steel that drag everybody down into seamonster
infested waters?

nope.

Only this boat I did.  For Whitey. *sigh*

This was the tramper we'd been waiting for tha' was gonna take alla Our
herring away and my gig was to go down Inside the bloody thing and be
the observer type guy an' fix any busted boxes an' what not...

Another dozen pages of copy can be summed up ta a dozen Korean midgits
an' me in the hold of a Really Big Boat for 18 hours where the
temperature was about -10F an the air flow was Not from the cieling down
like I'm used to but from the floor Up *laughs* and where, forty feet
above, through this giant hatchway,  ya can see folks walkin' around in
teeshirts and diggin' a somewhat cloudy but otherwise groovy day... then
another pallet of herring would descend and somehow manage not to squash
any of the midgets....

*shudders*

odd scene

wiped me out though

the weekend was pretty groovy... a stressfish van, some other stuff...

Rob (my talented and charming assistant) and Gary (still hairy and
scary) showed up *grin*

Today was a defrost kinda day... tomorrow too.. *shrugs* not a bad gig,
shovel snow in June *laughs*

Somewhere in there I messed with me computer yet again... *laughs*

we'll see how long it lasts this time.  I'm still thinkin' Gateway.

I gotta go
Torbjon

 Subject:
        Lazy*dreamysigh*
   Date:
        Tue, 15 Jun 1999 19:23:53 -0800
 

Now I've had some pretty Groovy days this year.  Comin' home an'
discovering I was a Key Guy was a pleasant way ta start the year off...
gittin' ta work with different folks like Jim and Serj has proved
interesting... Bait Boys morbid fascination with how I look in a pair of
blue jeans has been...educational *laughs*

There's been some groovy adventures too, adrenaline pumping stuff like
falling totes and Big Boats and last minute miracles....

But today... *dreamy*

Today was a defrost kinda day... picked up where we left off last
night.  Chappo and Dougy an' Scary Gary an' Sergio an' Ody an' Kahulu,
with frequent visits from Dan and Trina, and of course, Me *laughs*

So defrostin' the fridge probably ain't that big o' deal ta most of you
*shrugs* flip a switch or pull the plug fer a while, pull the pan of
water out an' dump it, flip the switch or whatever an' yer done, right?

Our fridge works a bit differently than that...

All the rooms have these metal pipes running back and forth across the
ceiling like a radiator, an' these pipes are full of the coolant used ta
keep the place frozen--liquid ammonia, so don't whack 'em too hard...--

Like any fridge, Frost builds up on the pipes, an' left alone the frost
will turn to Ice, and the ice will slowly push against the other pipes
and the wall and whatever happens to be around at the time until
KaBlooie! we all die *shrugs*

So howdoya git the frost an' ice offa the pipes without whackin' 'em?

Tha's where Dan comes in.  Dan's the Guy tha' keeps the fridge runnin'.
He comes in an' turns various valves on an' off an' the ammonia is
sucked out of certain pipes an' then hot gasses are pumped through
'em...

ya, you guessed it, ten tons of snow falls in nice big snowball sized
chunks pretty much all at once, followed by scattered rain showers
*giggles*

This gits most of it, but there are still some hunks of Ice at various
strategic places that has to be chipped out which is neat because you
git ta stand in the rain and wave a heavy hunk of metal over yer head
until yer arms turn ta lead an' yer heart breaks 'cause you've Maybe
chipped two percent of the total block o' ice tha's hangin' up here
behind the pipe an' the ceiling *laughs*

So there we are, a buncha freeks in the freezer shovelin' snow inta
buggies and chipping ice offa the ceiling, gittin' soakin' wet an' then
frozen an' then wet again *laughs*

*shrugs* normal day at the office.

Nothing ta git all dreamy over *giggles*

Only this Ody dude in the frumpy freezer suit ain't a dude at all but a
really cool chick *melts*

Yesterday when this gig began I was sittin' in holding Nine, just
chillin', waitin' fer the pipes ta drop, when one of the freezer rats
scuffles over an' plops down next ta me an' sez "Hi, I don't believe
we've met, my name is Ody" took off her glove an' shook my hand!
*swoons*

We chatted some,,,worked alot, chatted some more... *grin* Very Nice day
yesterday...

But I figured that was it, ya know?  She was just there for the day an'
tha'd be that, never again *laughs*

Nope.

She was there again today. *grin*

An' we chatted some more, an' worked...

An' then we were about done with the upstairs an' was gittin' ready to
migrate downstairs for more of the same...  The stereo was blasting (of
course) some mellow spacey tunes just then, an' she turns to me and
asked me if I wanted to dance.

Dance.

Something in the back of my mind Told me, rather Forcefully, that 'No'
would NOT be the correct answer to that question.

So we danced in front of some freezer rats in an otherwise empty holding
eleven with beautiful dreamy music echoing off the walls...ballroom
dancing *dreamy*

For seventeen million years I held her close to me and we twirled around
the columns that hold the roof up...um, tha'd be like a minute to the
rest of you *laughs*

So I'm floating on clouds, thinkin' Life Is Great, we migrate
downstairs, I git sucked into another project, Time rolls by... an'
there she is.  They are done.  It's time ta go home now... other freezer
rats emerge, puttin' away buggies an' shelf sheets and what nots,
packin' up fer the night... I'm lockin' up shop in my little world...
An' she's hangin' around.

*melts*

I mean there was no Reason ta be hanging around... everybody else was
bailing out, she coulda split...

but she hung around while I locked up and chatted some an' then we
clocked out and then we walked together for a ways... *dreamy*

Walked.

Walked and danced and chatted *sigh*

Seems so simple, huh? *laughs*

*dreamy*

I had a Really Good Day Today. *giggles* so you see, they're not ALL
bad, despite what you may read on the internet *poke*

I gotta go
Torbjon
 

"Few desires, Happy life"

 Subject:
        reallylazy
   Date:
        Wed, 16 Jun 1999 18:53:11 -0800

So I go in this morning an' the packing room is Full of little pallets
of herring samples...

And despite being all dreamy eyed over the cute girl I KNOW I did not
stumble over a billion little boxes of herring on my way to clock out
after closing up shop last night...

And so seeing how it Was first thing in the morning I just sorta stood
there staring at them knowing full well I had that lost chicken look on
me face *laughs*

And then She walked in

Now keep in mind I was kinda Hoping ta see her this morning, so when I
got ta work an' enstead found a few tons of melting herring, well, ya...
*laughs*

But there she was... to see me, say hi... *dreamy*

Then the snow started falling in the fridge an' away she went ta defrost
an' I spent the day messin' with van stuff *shrug*

The herring was Supposed to be there, people were on it, just no one
thought ta warn me *laughs* an' the rest of the day was pretty mellow.

Saw Laurel today for the first time since her return.  Laurel, as you
may recall, was like THE beach babe last season *giggles* She's been
hangin' out in France this past year...

Athena is back too, already counting the hours 'till she can leave again
*laughs*

Others are returning...

There's Trolls in the freezer

I'ts almost like Summer is coming *laughs*

After work I'm puttin' some stuff in me locker, I look up, an' there she
is again *dreamy*

We walked and chatted fer a bit, then she went her way, I went mine...

Tomorrow starts at 0630 *yuck*

which means big dinner an' beddy bye fer this bozoboy.

I gotta go
Torbjon

 Subject:
        lazylightyears
   Date:
        Fri, 18 Jun 1999 14:04:26 -0800
 

Sun's turning 'round with graceful motions
We're setting off with soft explosions
Bound for a star with fiery oceans
It's so very lonely
You're a hundred light years from home...

--Rolling Stones--

So yesterdays gig was ta go in at 0630 and whip out some fresh
fish...Tom put together an 'elite' crew ta take care of it, me, Scary
Gary, and Jim.*laughs* (an' if tha's Elite then gods save us all
*giggles*)

So me, in my highly decaffeinated fuzzed out early morning state, wrote
alla the printing on the boxes;  Fresh Halibut 20/40, AK 46, PE 168-9-0,
3 FISH, NT. WT. 78, GR. WT. 90...and so on...  Now keep in mind fresh
fish boxes are wax coated, an' it takes some seconds fer majikmarker ink
ta dry, an' me caffeine level is about a quart low, so ya, I smudged a
few...okay a lot...of boxes before I finally got inta the swing of
things *laughs*

Scary Gary, on the other hand, is weighing up alla the boxes of
fish...keep in mind tha' this is Garys third day back ta work since last
season, an' his first couple o' days back he spent in the fridge
shovelin' snow, so this is like The First Fish he's handled in Months,
so ya, first box he weighs up he rolls offa the scale and onto the floor
*laughs*

I of course flip 'im some shit fer it as I hand Jim a lid tha' sez "
FreSH hAlIbUT 2Q/P0, AK 4G, Pe I6B-9-0, 3 FiSh, NT. WT. 88, GR. WT. 100"
*giggles*

While this is goin' on, Tom is standin' behind us with his Folks who are
up fer a visit explainin' ta them what is goin' on an' how this is sort
of an elite little crew ta whip out some fresh halibut fer the morning
jet *Bursts out Laughing!!*

I'm Sure he was refferin' ta Jim, 'cause he did like Everything else an'
kept the ball rolling...

Tom cut me loose after the fresh fish gig...

Ody is on the fish buyin' crew, tried ta chat with her before I split
but they were like Working, an' it didn't seem like a cool time *sigh*

Today's me day off, an' it started with a phone call from me trusty
assistant Mr. Stitts (his first day back at work)

But it's also payday and it Was high time I got me lazy butt outta bed,
sooo, off ta work I went *laughs*  Found Rob, checked what he was doin',
gave him the thumbs up an' told him he was Go for launch, got me check
*sigh*, poked around the plant a bit *laughs* (saw everybody But her
*shrugs*)

Did the bank thing and the Bill thing and marveled at how incredibly
Broke I was *laughs* and just how long it was until payday again...sat
on the bench downtown fer a couple hours, watchin' folks go by, chattin'
with some of them... had a little meeting with Marva about work stuff,
saw Tom an' his Folks, Bait Boy...*laughs* Bait Boy knew Exactly what I
was doin'; lookin' at girls *blush*

It's all rainy now though

Oh well
I gotta go
Torbjon

 Subject:
        lazyfreeks
   Date:
        Sat, 19 Jun 1999 19:49:41 -0800

So E, remember E?  The guy tha' got busted way back fer bein' a bit of a
bozo? (like none of Us was ever a bozo *laughs*) ya, That E, from
Philly, he hee heee

Well, he goes over ta the local Family Doctor Dude... something about
his left testicle and that was Really more information than I wanted
already *shudders*

And the Family Doctor Dude says he won't help him 'cause he's a
convicted drug dealer *laughs*

'We don't do You're kind, Boy'

So wha's the doc gonna do anyway?  Give him drugs an' charge him money,
right? *smirk*

Then there's Rob, (Tha's Mr. Stitts ta you an' me) my trusty assistant;
he calls me up on me day off ta git the go code for pre launch, then
calls me up on me day ta work an' gives me permission ta take the day
off!  *Laughs!*  one bloody day an' already he's the boss *grin*

And Gary...

Scary Gary.

Gary's been cruzin' around the world, checkin' his email here and
there... last few months he had pretty easy access to email an' checked
it often...

So he gits inta town an' then like four days later he emails for the
first time Ever from the cafe down the street *giggles* not from San
Francisco or the East Coast or some far off land overseas... the cafe,
right down the street there... *grin*

Bait Boy would like for somebody...Anybody, to git laid, preferably
repeatedly, with multiple partners, and perhaps a stuffed goose and a
small Shetland pony thrown in for variety, and then for me to write all
about it in an upcoming lazy *laughs*

Bait Boy spends entirely Too Much Time alone in the ice shack

An' then there's me

*bursts out Laughing!!*

I gotta go
Torbjon
 

Now normally I don't write about me bed;  I mean, let's face it, nothing
too terribly exciting ever happens there, an' besides, a guy needs Some
privacy, after all *grin*

But this is too wierd...

So the alarm goes off this morning and there I am laying in the wake of
a dream.  I latch onta the few images that are remaining and ponder them
a bit...

In the dream Pheobe, a Norwegian snow kitty tha's been hangin' out at me
folks house fer a couple years now, Pheobe is walkin' arcoss the desert
sands towards a giant pyramid... the pyramid has a funky door with a
porthole in it, and she sits down in front of the door and Demands that
it be opened for Her, the Most Royal of Kitties, so that she may ascend
the stairway to heaven...

Now then, me trailer down south has a funky door with a porthole in it,
an' when I checked me email this morning I found this letter from me
step mom, and amoung other things she wrote; "Miss Phoebe has been on
HER door step to the trailer. She told me it's
hers, like she told you, and is just a bit miffed that you aren't there
to open the door for her to go both directions at her leisure. She's a
fluffy!"

Then, in me dream, there was a bit about Willie and Norma,  I dreamt it
was some years ago, an' I was livin' in their barn again, with the
horses, an' Willie had a wicked eyepatch an' a Raven on his shoulder...
he looked Very Odinish... an' in me step moms letter we find "Norma
spent last night with us. It was short but a fun visit. She looks
great. Willie on the other hand (she brought a picture) has a nasty
black eye. Seems that Ishy hoofed him in the head. Busted his eye
socket. Willie finally has most of his vision back and he isn't seeing
double and since he killed cat #60 the other day and got one of those
state protected crows, he thinks his vision is satisfactory. Norma is on

her way to the Bay area and on to Monterey to visit with family."

Then, in the dream, I'm on me folks back pourch with some people, and
this dude comes spelunking down from the sky in a cloud of smoke (hey,
its a Dream, remember?) and, from me step mom we find "The tree cutters
are here. Norma and I sat on the deck yesterday
afternoon and watched this guy swing around in a tree with a chain saw.
When he lit a cigarette, Norma commented to me that we ought to tell him

that smoking will kill him but then again, look what he's doing!! I
yelled it up to him and he kinda gave us a fuck you look and said, "Yea,

I'm gonna worry about smoking!"

Now in my dream, a guy descending from the sky in a cloud of smoke
wasn't too cool, so my dad goes off ta find a shotgun and somehow
whacked his knee in the process, and me step mom says "Stephen has a
cellulitis on his shin from missing the deck the other
day. I got antibiotics for him today. If it isn't quite a bit better,
I'm gonna drag his sorry ass to the ED tomorrow. He's a GG about this
medical stuff"

So why can't I dream about the winning lottery numbers?  or who's gonna
win the world series??  tha's what I wanna know *laughs*

So, I haven't really seen Her alla that much lately... looked, tried,
but *shrugs* time and fish just sorta got in the way, ya know? *sigh*
Yesterday I went in only ta have Tom cut me loose right after I got
there *laughs* but while I was there I saw Her and said hey to her...
she said she looked for me that morning *swoons*

She looked for Me...*dreamy*

Tha' felt almost as good as Dancing *blush*

Oh well, not a lot of folks workin' today, doubt she'll be there *sigh*
but Mr. Stitts an' I git ta make a few tons of crab go away an' some
other clean up projects, soooo...

I gotta go
Torbjon
 

*yawn*

mmpphh

Monday.

Morning...blah

But it's Solstice *dreamy*  Summer Is Here (finally)

Gonna be a Long Day *laughs*

A long wet rainy grey day *shrugs*

So, yesterday at lunch, the cute girl walked me home *blush*  All the
way home, right up to my door step, then inta the house *shudders*

She sat on the sofa and drank a cup of coffee and chatted a bit, looked
at alla the photos of Gilda and me folks and other people tha' I got up
on me wall *ponders* so just How do you go about talking about pictures
of yer last girlfriend with someone yer kinda hopin' will be yer New
girlfriend? *laughs*

We exchanged phone numbers and talked about having dinner together
sometime *melts* and whereas I KNOW tha's not how you make babies,
still... felt Really Good, ya know?

An' since we happend ta be talkin' 'bout phones an' stuff I thought I'd
warn her about me answering machine an' how it always answers an' plays
a silly message even if I'm home...

So I went over ta the machine ta play the silly message, an' the machine
is blinking... someone had called...

No one but work ever calls, so I figgered wha' the hell, and played off
the message expecting it ta be Rob giving me permission ta take the day
off again *laughs*

So I push the button... "Mr. Jensen?  This is the Petersburg Police
Department.  We Need To Speak With You..."

*laughs*

The Cops were lookin' fer me...

Not the best way ta impress the girl, ya know?

I walked with her back ta work, then found a phone an' called the cops
"um, I Might be me... what do you want me for, anyway??"

"We have your dog"

*laughs*

I don't have a dog... I've NEVER had a dog up here, an' I let the cop on
the phone know that when push comes to shove, I prefer Cats anyway

They apologized profusely for waisting my time, they made a mistake,
have a nice day, yadda yadda yadda *giggles*

I took all the adreniline from the cute chick and the cop talk an' used
it ta buzz around the house cleanin'... did dishes and laundry and even
showerd *laughs*

*dreamy*

She's been a good influence on me, I think... I don't think the house
has been this clean in Months *giggles*

Oh well, Time fer Work now

I gotta go
Torbjon

 Subject:
        lazySolstice
   Date:
        Tue, 22 Jun 1999 01:01:10 -0800
 

So it's Solstice time again...

Shortest night of the year for those of us in the northern climes

First day of Summer *grin*

An' it pretty much Rained all bloody day long *laughs*

An' of course, we worked, too *shrug*

Not a lot ta git excited about...

*smirk*

read on, it gits better...

So todays gig was Pack Out... there was a bunch of black cod in the
fridge and Serj got a crew together an' glazed up alla the fish an'
packed it inta 50 pound boxes...

Now then, Dungeness Crab is also going on, an' it's goin' on in a Big
Way *giggles*  KILLER season over there, massive hours, massive
overtime...

only thing is, folks under 18 can't work overtime--child labor laws--
an' we got a bunch of local kids workin' fer us this year... mostly 16
and 17 year old girls it seems *smirk*

An' since they can't work over in crab ally *shrugs*

yep, you guessed it, they came over to the packing room *bursts out
laughing!!*

so like, just about every young cute chick in the plant was in the
packing room today *grin*

Mr. Stitts did Not complain *rolls eyes*

One thing that became readily apparent ta just about every single
bozoboy in there was the fact that quite a few of these you ladies had
torn jeans...

It was also noticed, (after a while, of course *laughs*) that the rip in
their jeans was pretty much in the same spot:  directly underneath the
left back pocket.

All the rips were horizontal and about 5 to 7 inches across...

This was too much,

So some shop guys came and had a look..

Some freezer rats came outta the fridge ta sneak a peek...

Some boss type dudes stood around and pretended not to look...

Some time in there I bumped inta Mike who works at the Trading Union, so
I asked him about it...

He tells me those rips ain't Natural.

Those rips where scientifically calculated to Look natural, and
stratigically placed to make the average bozo boy Think he might
Actually see 'Something' *smirk*

but it's just a fasion thing *shrugs*

query:  is this going on down south??  are ripped jeans Back in style
again??   or are we the only ones blessed with this phenomina?

Ody was also in the packing room today *dreamy*

And ya, sure, I looked at the ripped jeans *blush* Often *shrugs* But
Ody... *sigh*

Ody is better than that *shrugs*

Odys gig was ta do all the printing on the boxes... pretty simple...

some 'big strong guy' is supposed ta stack the boxes on the pallet...

Tha' job was assigned ta Big Dave, who Did do it, but he'd have ta go do
Other things too...

So the boxes would pile up...

Ody's not an idiot though, an' she ain't a slouch.  So she'd print the
boxes an' then stack 'em too *grin*

An' ya could tell it wasn't "easy", but it wasn't "hard" either... it
was Work, no doubts about it.

an' she did it.

Not only that, she seemed ta Dig it, an' have Fun with, an' transfered
tha' energy ta the folks around her so they could dig it too

Where as the chicks with the ripped jeans were complainin' about havin'
ta play with Empty boxes *laughs*

sometime in there she had ta go an' do the fish buying thing, turns out
she went down inta the boat with E and helped him pitch alla the fish
outta of it...

Pitched Fish.

I don't even pitch fish *giggles*

After work she went up ta the gym fer a swim *laughs*

do laps at the end of yer day *awed*

You'll recall tha' when I first met her she was shovelin' snow in the
fridge an' what not...

*dreamy*

As you can tell, I have a great deal of respect fer folks who ain't
opposed to a little honest Work from time ta time...
 

So after work I come home wondering what this particular Solstice has in
store fer me, 'cause as you may recall, I don't Plan anything fer this
day, it just sorta... happens.

So I git home and Karen calls me up an' tells me ta come over to her
place, an' when I git there she informs me in no uncertain terms tha' no
matter how cute the girl is, if I don't eat I Will be dead  *laughs*

An' of course, like always, she's Right *grin*  So Karen fixed me dinner
an' I had the first Real Food since this whole thing began *dreamy* (you
truly are The Sun Goddess Karen *wink*)

So I feasted *grin* and got some health and sanity back, then headed
home.... not two minutes after I walk in the door Ody comes over from
her swim...

I of course come to the sudden realization that yes, I have indeed been
thinking/dreaming/hoping that she would come over to visit me, but that
was as far as the fantasy went because of course the girl Never comes ta
visit me, right? *laughs* and it dawned on me just then that I didn't
have a Clue what to do now *bursts out Laughing!!*

Like I said though, she Ain't stoopid (lucky me) an' she came prepared
with a big ol' stack of pictures from her trip to Norway *grin*

So we looked at pics fer awhile, then she says ta me "ya know, it's
Solstice, we need to have an Adventure"

Ummm came to mind

as did Errm and Uhhh

That was about as far as I got because she got me rolling and piled me
into her truck and took me out to Glass Beach and we walked around

just walked... looking at little bits of glass and other odd junky
items... makeing little sculptures and what nots *grin* it was fun...

Then she piled me in her truck again and took me out the road... all the
way to the end... as far away from Everybody as we could get *dreamy*

Only person we saw out there the whole time was Ted, me main man at van
land... he stopped ta see if we were broke down *grin*

Nope, just walking, thanks *giggles*

He looked at us like 'ya, right, uh-huh' *LAUGHS!* (be very intresting
to see what kind of stories He tells tomorrow *smirk*)

Then Ted split an' we were alone again...

we picked some flowers, the sun began to set (very grey but lovely
nonetheless)

She brought me home... we pressed the flowers*grin*

Then...

*blush*

Then she kissed me goodnight and went home *swoons*

tha' was a couple of hours ago now *grin*

*dreamy*

and here I am

floating on a cloud

waiting for the alarm clock to do it's thing so I can go back to Work
*laughs*

seeya
Torbjon
 

 Subject:
        lazyday
   Date:
        Wed, 23 Jun 1999 00:54:05 -0800
 

So, today I discover some carnage on me van dock, an' doin' the Sherlock
Holmes thing I put two and 2 together an' come up with the following
scenario;

There was some vans of bait out at the van yard tha' needed ta come in,
so in the morning when Grumpy (one of me van drivers) asks me What It
Is, I tell 'im we'll take bait vans back, he says cool an' goes ta do
his thing, I go an' do mine *shrugs*

Now when they bring me empty vans back all they gotta do is drop 'em
off, then they can split.  But when they bring me Stuff, especially
Frozen Stuff, they gotta plug the van in before they split.

So, examining the mess I found today, it Looks like when Grumpy pulled
my van outta here yesterday, he fergot ta Unplug the bloody thing, the
result bein he ripped my electrical socket right offa the pole tha' it's
mounted to *laughs*

Okay, I kin live with that, *shrugs*  Shit Happens ALL of the time
*grins*

But when he got back with me van full of frozen bait you'd Think he'd
notice the electrical socket is hangin' there in a mess of twisted wires
and that just Maybe it wouldn't be a groovy idea ta pump 220 volts
through said twisted wires, an' then maybe say something like "hey you
morons, yer plug's all fucked up" or something along those lines, right?

Nope.

He plugged the bloody thing in an turned it on!

Then ME, being a total fucking idiot and like Trusting my drivers ta
know what the fuck it is they are doing, I don't check the PLUG *laughs*
hell no... oh I look IN the van, (yep, it's bait all right)  I check out
the FRONT of the van, check the set temp., check ta see if it's runnin'
and workin' right, make sure it's chillin' down... *shrugs*

Bloody thing is runnin' and chillin',,, why the hell would I check the
plug, too?

Tha's why I didn't discover said carnage untill today, when I went to
turn off the van an' got a hand full of wires enstead *sigh*

No Zaps, no sparks, no bitchin' LucasArts light show

Just a dose of adrenaline tha' knocked yet Another ten years offa me
life *sigh*

Bad enough tha' the company tha' I Work fer tries ta kill me, ya know?
Havin' me vans try ta fry me ta boot, well... uncool.

Thing tha' really Frosts me is that I saw 'im a couple times after that
an' he never said nothing 'bout it

mmph.

Instant Death... Gotta Love It *laughs*

*shrugs*

Evolution in action.

So I told the shop guys, 'hey, my plug is broken'

their response was ta lock the bloody thing down and then go away
*laughs*

so whereas I had a dangerous yet functioning unit, now I got a very safe
dead van an' I had ta unload the bloody thing *sigh*

Hey, beats a paper cut *laughs*  I mean, I COULD be sittin' in some
climate controlled office somewhere playin' with a computer all day fer
twice the money...

but then I might git a paper cut

*smirk*

The rest of Work went pretty well...  Bait Boy got his giggles razzin'
me about Ody... Whinesalot the Phantom Forker flipped me shit too, some
other folks... *sigh* (island life, neat, huh? *giggles*)

Be seen walkin' on the street with a lady, or sittin' with her at break
and That's It, yer branded, bub *laughs*

*sigh*

kinda sucks, actually... hmmph.

Ody didn't seem too interested in seeing me at all today... she seemed
really uncomfortable, actually *sigh*

*laughs*

I'm clueless why she Does talk to me

an' I'm clueless why she doesn't

*grin*

typical male *shrugs*

Me, on the other hand, still can't eat or sleep *sigh* two hours sleep
last night...

none the night before...

maybe two hours the night before that...

*laughs*

and it don't look like I'm gonna git too much sleep ta night, either
*sigh*

So, what do ya do when yer hung up on someone, hmmm?

Just go on with your life like they aren't even there?

Pester them every fucking minute of the day untill they hate you?

Wait?

*sigh*

Wait.

Wait fer the alarm clock ta do it's thing so I kin go back ta work...

wish I could sleep

boring you all to death is Not the answer though *laughs*

I gotta go
Torbjon
 

*dreamy*

So yesterday the Mighty Whitey, (Toe-moss) came back ta the van dock,
seems a sizeable amount of black cod showed up rather unexpected like...
gill net fish he was ready for, black cod, nope *giggles*

So Tom comes back an' says "I need you guys in the fish house at ten"

So, at ten, me trusty assistant Mr. Stitts and myself encased our bodies
in yellow plastic raingear an' went ta join the party *shrugs*

Ody was in there, buyin' fish all day.  We didn't git ta talk at all...
Work, timing... stuff *shrugs*

But After work...

*dreamy*

After work we hooked up and chatted a bit *grin* and agreed that since
it Was such a nice sunny evening that a bike ride was in order.

So we went on a bike ride out past the ballpark and found some benches
and just sat there an' watched the sun set behind the mountains *dreamy
sigh*

Then we rode home.

Me, bein' a class 'A' bozoboy, didn't have a clue what ta do next, so I
said 'are you hungry?'

To wit she replied 'yes'

Now then, that was Exactly the answer I Wanted to hear *grin*

But not the answer I was Expecting to hear *blush* I was expecting the
polite 'no thank you, I need to get home now...'

But she said yes and followed me into my house an' sat on the sofa and
waited fer me ta put some food together  *shudders*

Now then, a non class 'A' bozoboy would have made sure there was like
FOOD in the house BEFORE asking the cute chick if she was hungry, ya
know? *laughs*

ya

not me *grin*

So I open the fridge thinkin' "is it politically correct to serve peanut
butter and jelly sandwiches for yer first dinner date?"

only there was no more jelly

*laughs*

so I'm thinking, "is it politically correct ta serve peanut butter
sandwiches fer dinner?"

nawww....

so I peeked past the peanut butter jar an' saw some cheese, an' some
fruit, a little pasta...

'hmmm' thought I 'I kin do this'

So with a flourish I whipped up some fromaggio, frutta (pera e
deliziosa), pane, tortellini, and cafe for afters *giggles* (sounds
sooooo much better than saying cheese n' crackers with a pear, followed
by a bowel of pasta, then a cup of coffee *shrugs*)

Then we ate dinner

*dreamy*

I ate like a pig *laughs* been some days since I'd last been able to
eat, ya know?

We ate, we chatted... it got late.

She had to go in at 0600 this mornin' so we called it a night *shrugs*

Dinner was Divine though *grin*

And now here it is the next day (finally) an' I git ta go back ta work
*Laughs*

Seeya
Torbjon

 Subject:
        lazyZ
   Date:
        Fri, 25 Jun 1999 17:41:52 -0800

Okay, I'm sittin' here,

An' I'm thinking tha' the last couple of days o' work have had some
rather intrestin' bits...

An' I'm thinking 'bout the various things Bait Boy an' others want me ta
write about...

An' I'm thinkin' about her *blush*

But what's driving me bonkers is me key board *laughs*

The only letters you can see are the QZXW *shrugs*

alla the others have been rubbed out...

but tha' ain't what is drivin' me me bonkers...

The Z, all right, I kin dig that *shrugs* Z is a funky one

same fer X,

Q?

okay, Q IS cool, true, but not alla That common...

But W??

What's With That?

no Way...Where Would I be Without W?

let's face it, it's R S T L N  E  an' the three more consonants and a
vowel are always C D W  A  right?  Well, almost always...

so What I don't git is, Why the W??

Special Ink?

...

Is it the Way those Weirdos at the Writersguild Watch Would be Whackos
Who stay up Way to late Writing about 'Who does Who and Why' and various
other What nots, then Wondering all the While if he's gonna git tarred
an' feathered fer it? *Wink*

Nawwww,

Special Ink...

implanting various radioactive tracer elements into the left ring finger
of a select few...

*grins*

I gotta go
Torbjon
 
 

 Subject:
        lazyinsanerday
   Date:
        Mon, 28 Jun 1999 22:41:18 -0800

So today was the first seiner day o' the season, the War is official

There be Soki in the fridge

Sujiko is bein' produced

Crabbies are on the march

an' in a couple o' days it'll be September an' it'll all be over again
*laughs*

So today I did some production... cleaned some black cod *shrugs*

An' I notice tha' I'm the Only person on the line with his sleeves
rolled up;  everybody else was totally encased in plastic *giggles*

Everybody else was pretty much New... greenhorn type people

So tha' made me like, Old... *giggles*

An' Raul is runnin' this line o' bozos an teenage girls an' greenhorns
an' me an' Mr. Stitts an' some others *laughs*

An' I'm at the end of the line where alla the fish pile up, scrapin' 'em
out, daydreaming...*blush*

An' Tom, me boss, comes up an' takes the empty space next ta me an'
tells me tha' ain't really done too much black cod before, howdoya do
it? *laughs!*

So I show 'im, givin' 'im the little speal that goes with it; "it's a
guy thing, don't choke yer tool, you'll blow yer wrists, then ya whack
off these bits here an' here like this,... then stick it in an' twirl it
around a bit, rub it in an' out a few times,... peek in the hole ta make
sure ya got it all, few licks across the top ta make the head cut look
good like tha',... then send it down the line..." *shrugs*

So the mighty Whitey scraped a black cod...

He scraped another...

Raul snatched it up and examined it...

"This is still dirty Tom"

Raul hands the fish back to Tom

Tom cleans it again...

He cleans another...

He starts another...

"Ya know what I think?..." sez Tom...

"Huh?" sez I, Just starting ta git back ta tha' daydream state...

"I think there is some paper work I could be doing in my office" sez Tom
an' takes off *laughs*

I start ta drift back inta spacespoonland when I notice tha' there is a
lot more of that click click clicking sound ya git when ya do the
'wacking off of these little bits here an' here'

So I look up the line an' All the teenage girls are cleanin' their
fishies the way I told Tom ta do it

*bursts out laughing!*

churnin' out nice clean fish, too *shrugs*

Go Figure

I gotta go
Torbjon

 Subject:
        lazynames
   Date:
        Tue, 29 Jun 1999 19:46:25 -0800
 

Not a bad day in our little part of the factory...

yesterdays black cod became todays 50 pound boxes...

yesterdays fish eggs started showin' up as todays caviar...

the crabbies are still marchin' along...

some stress fish vans...

rain...

*shrugs*

I'm throwin' boxes in a van, Whitey walks inta me van with a couple of
people, some guy and a chick, he introduces them (the guy is his
Brother) and Alicia, I shake hands an' say hey and what not, Whitey
takes them away...

I throw a few more boxes...

an' I'm thinkin'... "what was tha' guys name?"

I mean, I JUST shook his hand not two minutes before, right?

*sigh*

So I walk over ta the next van where Mr. Stitts is also throwin' boxes
an' say "Hey Rob!" which got me the expected 'huh?'

'Did Tom jus' go by here with a couple of people?'

'huh?..oh, ya, his brother and Alicia'

'Well did his brother have a name?'

'umm...'

*giggles*

Sooooo,

down the ally I go ta find this dude 'cause it's drivin' me bonkers

An' I bump inta Serj...

'hey Serj, didja see Tom?'

'hmmm?  Oh Yes, he and Alicia, and his brother, yes? I saw them.'

*laughs*

'well did you happen to see which way they went?'

'hmmm?  Oh yes, they went towards the office.'

so off I go, only ta bump inta Marva

'paper's on my desk' sez she as she an' the rest of the five o'clock
crowd split the scene.

So I git the papers an' touch bases with Rob on them an' by then it's
after five so I split too...

I go over ta visit me neighbor Karen, an' I start ta tell her about it
an' Karen goes 'oh, that's right, Alicia and Toms brother... what was
his name?...'

*bursts out laughing!!*

Nobody remembers this guys name!

on another note, it's Still raining....

and I haven't seen the Ody in a million years *sigh*

Oh well,
I gotta go
Torbjon
 

So I'm sittin' here smokin' a very large martini, readin' me emails, an'
it occurs to me what a bunch of nosey voyeuristic little snoops some of
you are *laughs*  I dig the questions and comments and by all means feel
free ta write *grins*

But keep in mind I don't write Everything *wink*

If I wrote Everything these people Would tar and feather me, then cut me
up fer crab bait *shrugs*

besides, imagining it is a lot better *wink*

So,

on July 1st 1990 I stepped off the plane fer the first time here in
Petersburg *sigh*

on July 1st I didn't have a fucking clue where I was supposed to go
after I got off the plane *laughs* so I walked out to tent city only ta
find that wasn't where I was supposed ta be so I turned around and went
the Other way into town, thinking that the bag I was carrying was Really
a lot heavier than it needed to be, ya know? *giggles*

Got into town and found the pay phones outside the Harbor Bar and Called
pfi *laughs* and found out that it was that big building on the next
block over *grin*

So I trudged another block carrying that worthless bag of crap, Laura
an' her little moustache checked me in, Charles an' Candy took me out ta
pfi tent city, checked me in, an' threw me in a tent with Cosmo

Sometime that night Boner, Mulford, and Val came back ta their tents
drunk as all hell an' I think they was either singing or else havin' a
very indepth conversation about transdimensional geometry *shrugs*

The next day Judy Wilson, the bus driver, took us inta town an' I dined
upon my first morsles of cookhouse cusine *laughs*  (bacon day was by
Far the best *wink*)

Sandy took us through orientation...

Frank... remember Frank? as in Frank Freemans Fresh Fish Fiasco? ya,
That Frank,

Frank issued me my gear...

Kyle taught me how to spoon salmon

Vera rescued me and made me a trayer

Karen and Gracie threw fish at me...

*laughs*

Seems like yesterday, ya know??
 

So Why The Hell Can't I Remember Toms Brothers Name???!