Subject:
        lazyday
   Date:
        Sun, 01 Aug 1999 00:45:52 -0800
 
 

So, I made it through the day without Killin' anybody or bustin'
anything up too badly *laughs*

We Are Not Men
We Are DEVO
*giggles*

hell of a day though

Ya know, sittin' here tryin' ta git high by staring at an empty stash
can and wondering just exactly How Many More Days untill WINTER *smirk*
it suddenly dawns on me tha' about Half of you joined on After last
salmon season and therefore weren't subjected to my ramblings of a year
ago... and thus are pretty clueless as to just what exactly Insanerday
is... or what the War is like...

The key elements are Time and Space *laughs*

There's just not enough of either...

Throw in Tons of Blood and Guts

Big Heavy Steal Tanks with a pair of wicked Spears up front whizzing
around on wet docks and floors slick with slimey fish goo... some
carrying stacks of tippy fiber totes full of frozen fish just waiting to
fall and flatten like a frizbee any fellow fool enough to be there...
some operated by bozos that never even drove a Car let alone a Forklift
*laughs* *sigh*

As beach crew pumps the fish outta the boats, they sort them by species,
Pinks go to the cannery, and the 'money fish' comes to us, Chum, Coho,
Soki.. so beach crew pumps the fish out onta these belts, people stand
on both sides of these belts and pull money fish off and inta metal
totes, and the Pinks go off the end of the belt into the cannery...

As the metal totes fill up, a forklift driver comes in, picks it up,
takes it to one of the scale rooms, the fish git weighed and recored,
they git some ice thrown on 'em, someone puts a lid on the tote, an' the
forklift driver takes it away an' Stacks it somewhere on the dock...
chums here, coho there, reduction fish over there, etc. etc...

an' they do this again and again and again and again...
 

over and over and over and over...

*laughs*

ya, so, pretty soon the dock is just FULL of FISH...  totes stacked ta
the sky, a maze of totes... on top of that the cannery needs pallet
boards, so They are stacked ta the sky... and I need pallet boards so
They are stacked ta the sky... an' ya walk onta the plant and WHAM, yer
in a maze of canyons with fish and wood and steel Hanging over yer head,
forklifts buzzin' around Adding to it or Taking away from it, BuggyBoys
runnin' these big heavy wheelbarrow type things full of eggs outta the
fish house an' over ta the egg room, an' Waves of people... yellow
people, fisherman people, shop type guys, office folks, lost folks...

And that's just OUTSIDE on the dock... it gets better inside *laughs*

but right now I gotta go
Torbjon

 Subject:
        lazyBeachBoy
   Date:
        Sun, 01 Aug 1999 22:23:51 -0800

So today I'm goin' ta clock in after dinner an' Matt, the Head
BeachBozo, comes at me sayin' "hey, I liked yer thing"

'my thing?' thunk I, giving him the quizzical eye an' grabbing my crotch

"yer Paper" sez he...

I generate Mountains of paperwork every single day at work...

"Paper?" sez I, "I'm WAY outta the loop, man, what the hell are you
talking about??"

To whit he replies "The EggBitch, I just read it" followed by some grins
and giggles and some bizarre male bonding ritual that totally eluded me
*shrugs*

he was referring to some lazy reaming I gave Judy a couple weeks back...
*Laughs!*  Considering alla the Other folks I've Reamed over the years,
I don't see why She should be immune, do you?? *smirk*

an' it's not like I don't stick my Own foot in my mouth too...

We're ALL bozos on this bus *shrugs*

Naw, that Someone commented didn't phase me much...

That MATT commented threw me fer a loop 'cause That particular bozo
ain't even ON the bloody list *sigh*

Small island...

Large circulation *shrugs*

So, lemme tellya 'bout Matt...

Some years back when Al was still runnin' the van dock an' I was His
trusty assistant, we got a helper, the Original WankerBoy.  An'
WankerBoy got a crush on this chick who was dating this guy, an' this
guy would come around from time ta time ta see his lady who was workin'
in the packing room and got tagged with the nickname NoNeck by yers
truly.

NoNeck turned out ta be Matt *laughs*

So now, some years latter, NoNeck an' his buddy Mario are runnin' Beach
Crew... *shrugs*  HOW they managed that is beyond me but there you have
it...

Now then, in alla me years here, Beach Crew has Always been kinda...
snobbish *shrugs*  Elitist... Above...Beyond...

But these guys went too far...

At the beginning of the season, when we were WAY understaffed, these
bozos broke some pretty major rules... 420 rules.  And not just simple
Company rules, but Basic Common Sense Cool Rules;  you don't do That
There *shrugs*  That is Uncool There.

So they broke a rule and got caught.  One of those rules where you are
Supposed to get Fired on the spot... only...

Only they Didn't get fired.

yelled at, sure, but not fired, because, ta-da, there's a War on and we
Can't loose Them now *sigh*

So the Rules Changed that day.

Zero Tolerance wasn't actually ZERO Tolerance *laughs*

And that generated more than a little hostility amongst the troops, the
double standards and what not... *sigh*

An' NoNeck an' his buddy got kinda cocky *shrugs* (and who wouldn't??)
but from what I hear they treated some of their crew, and treated The
BeachBabe, less than respectfully *sigh*

For the most part MY dealings with the bozos has been just peachy
*shrugs*  Until today...

Frosts/Freeks me when 'total strangers' (someone Not on the list) comes
up ta me about something I've written *laughs*  Especially when they do
it On the Clock *sigh*  On the Clock is Not the place for my Off the
Clock babble fests *giggles*

So there ya go Matt, yer a Bozo too, just like the rest of us *laughs*

Now then, the Good Stuff,

WORK *snickers*

Tomorrow is gonna be THE day on the ol' van dock *Laughs!*

We're gonna be takin' totes of soki Outta the fridge fer Serjio ta pack
out into 50# boxes, which he'll give back to us so we can stack 'em in a
van....

Chris, the Cosmically Cool EggMan, is gonna pack up TONS of caviar inta
these groovy boxes an' give 'em ta us so we can stack 'em in a van...

Raul is gonna glaze gods only  knows what and generate totes of Stuff
that will either go Back Into the fridge that soki totes are coming Out
Of, OR totes that we'll get to slip into vans...

And Ernesto, the Quality Alaska Crab guy, is gonna be bringing us
pallets of That particular product as well *giggles*

Couple that with a packing room fulla people, the occasional freezer
rats, I'm Sure there will be numerous visits from Mr. B an' Mr. Wilson
ta 'check on Stuff' *Laughs*

The crowds of cheering onlookers...

Oh ya, and the go-go girls *grin*  mustn't fergit the go-go girls *wink*

Gonna be funky *laughs*

I gotta go
Torbjon

 Subject:
        lazychaos
   Date:
        Tue, 03 Aug 1999 00:31:08 -0800
 

*laughs*

Wake up to a good day

And prepare yourself for a bad one

*laughs*

Well, it turned out about like I expected only worse *giggles*

not BAD per se, just, well, whereas I was expectin' about a half dozen
or so bits of Insanity today, it was closer to a Dozen, one of which Ate
up alla my fridge space in hurry *sigh* THAT, all by itself, makes Life
Hell.

But with some help from me Friends we kept it together...

Tomorrow should prove.... intresting.

I GOT ta go
Torbjon
 

So today was the flip side of the coin *dreamy*

Where as Yesterday just about every bozo in the factory was sendin'
products my way, today...

*dreamy*

Today they Had No products left ta shove at me *laughs*

With the help of Serj and the Packers, Mr. Stitts an' meself managed ta
carve out a pretty good chunk of tote space in the fridge *smirk*

The Rules changed again today, too...

Something I'd been saying for some years now...

An' I finally managed to convey it to the right people, at the right
time, in the right way, to actually see it Click *dreamy*

Some years back, when Al was still runnin' the dock an' I was his trusty
assistant,  we started ta git Out of the Shipping Everything ASAP gig
and started ta hold some things... Really Hold them, Warehouse kinda
holding... An' I was even tellin' Al Back Then "you watch, this ain't
gonna PFI (Petersburg Fisheries Inc.) any more, it's gonna be PCS
(Petersburg Cold Storage)" *laughs*

An' tha's what we Do now *shrugs*  Hold stuff, ship stuff when we CAN'T
hold anymore, go git that stuff ya held and ship it NOW, hold more
stuff, shuffle stuff from holdings, etc...

An' I was tellin' Rob last year tha' he was gonna be runnin' the dock
lots as I was gonna be in the fridge lots

An' tha's pretty much what's been going one this season...

An' Rob's doing a Great Job, but he spaced some tallies an' we couldn't
git him a raise because of it.  Period.

An' this afternoon I'm talkin' ta Whitey about it, an' he's givin' me
some flack, sayin' rob ain't gonna git his raise because of the
discrepancy reports, and that it Looks Bad fer me ta split early the way
I sometimes do leaving Rob to supposedly make these mistakes in my
absence, an' he made some remarks about me former boss an' how it Was in
days gone by...

*sigh*

Ya.

But this is NOW. *laughs*

An' I got the gig across ta Whitey in a way that Clicked with him... the
Angle I was coming from...*shrugs*  we Jived. *giggles*

He, in turn, was able ta git it across ta The Man in a way that made
sense ta him...

*dreamy*

Rob got his raise *grin*

An' I got ta knock off early *wink*

Seeya
Torbjon

 Subject:
        LazyDarks
   Date:
        Wed, 04 Aug 1999 23:15:23 -0800
 

So I go in this mornin' thinkin' it should be what passes for Mellow in
my little part of the world, clean up the short side of the fridge, make
some space, keep up with the war *shrugs*

Seiner day is supposed ta be Mellow fer us *laughs* Everybody Else goes
crazy, we sit back and catch our breath... the day After is Our insaner
day...

Half hour inta me shift we git Another order fer Dark 6-9 Chum Salmon
*sigh* red tag this time... somebody sez they're fer Germany...

It's First Thing in the Morning *groans*

As you may recall, Darks is The One flavor Everybody swore blind Twice
I'd NEVER have ta deal with *Laughs!!* so they're all clustered up; 6-9
red tag, then a 4-6 green tag, followed by a 6 down #2... *sigh*

Once again we were gonna have ta dig through the pile ta find enough
totes of the right flavor ta fill the van...

I haven't even had Coffee yet *shudders*

I'm thinkin' "this is undoable"

Then I READ the order...

This stuff was going to Amsterdam, not Germany *smirk*

420

So I spent from nine untill five Upstairs in the fridge diggin' out some
Darks fer our comrades in Amsterdam *Laughs*

Attitude makes a differance *wink*

Filled the order an' got the van Outta here *dreamy*  feel pretty Good
about that one...

Then after dinner I head inta holding five, downstairs, ta clean up an'
make some Space...

An' I hear the most Bizarro series of pages over the intercom... "Tom
Westhoff And Gary Ungard call such an' such a number"

an' I hear it Again...

And Again...

And AGAIN...

pagin' One person, Okay...

Pagin' One person two or three times... *shrugs* Okay, rude, but okay...

Paging TWO people??

I mean, "so and so OR so and so call such an' such" sure, alla the
time...

but Tom AND Gary, Call the Office

*sigh*

ya know how when yer not to happy with someone an' ya sometimes think
Bad Thoughts about 'em, and then Something Bad happens to 'em and it
makes ya feel kinda... Funny??

*sigh*

I felt funny Big Time...

SOMETHING was going down... Something Big...

but my whole day had so far consisted of stacking and unstacking totes
all alone in the freezer... no, wait, Tim, the Chaos Junkie came up ta
see me an' tell me some stuff about crabbies... an' Bait Boy Jr. came up
wantin' some herring...

So, Almost All Alone *giggles*

but for the most part I had No Clue what was going on in the Outside
World... *laughs* hell, fer all I knew, Mars coulda invaded Petersburg
while I was in there, ya know?

So, eight o'clock break rolls around, I go make me rounds around the
plant ta see what the hell is going on with Work (*shrugs* doin' me Job,
ya know) MORE than a little curious about Gary an' the pages I heard a
while back an' what not... thinkin' sure as shit Somebody will be
gossiping about it Somewhere an' I'll pick it up while makin' me
rounds...

Nope.

I mean, me rounds went well, gathered up alla the info I needed fer the
rest of the night,,,

but Nuthin' 'bout Gary *sigh*

So I head back ta me little hidey hole thinkin' I'll just hang out fer a
while, make sure everything really does go as smoothly as I
anticipated...

An' there's Gary, an' the Cute Chick, an' Mr. Stitts, takin' break.

An' that scene seemed very Odd to me *shrugs*

*laughs* (older, yes.  Enlightend? nawwww)

So I took in the scene, missin' a step or two in the process 'cause it
really was... Odd... but figured now's the chance ta git the real info
an' not the gossip

I asked Gary 'bout the pages, he said he didn' t hear 'em, and that was
like, the End of the conversation *shrugs* He obviously didn't wanna
talk about it, an' No Way in hell was I gonna push the subject... or any
subject fer tha' matter

it gits kinda quiet... so I split fer a while *shrugs* it IS break time,
after all...

after break Mr. Stitts an' I are throwin' crab boxes inta a van, an' I
ask him ta Enlighten me...

not Tell me gossip or who said what....

tell me what went down...

what did I just Experience...

As a Highly Enlightend individual, Rob had no answers, only the proper
Questions *laughs*

So I head out ta the Ice Shack.

Hadn't been out there in Ages...*shrugs*

An' it's nineish now... sunset... Nice Sunset, actually *dreamy*

An' the scene at the Ice Shack happend to be a mellow one at that
moment...

An' I just kinda Melted *laughs* I mean, hell, I'd pretty much been IN
the fridge all day, ya know? cold, quiet, dark...

Then the Oddness...

Then Wham! on a quiet dock by the ocean, bitchin sunset, warm breeze
blowing... *dreamy*

Chatted with the BaitBoys... about Bait.... bait stuff... stuff...

Whitey came out ta... unwind *laughs*

Fish Stuff, Life stuff... *sigh* one in the same.

So it seems the whole freezer crew Quit today for whatever reasons
*shrugs*  the one guy, Steve, actually signed his Termination papers...
but... don't know about Dougy, Gary got talked back inta workin' ... at
least for awhile, *shrugs* I dunno...

Spend one fuckin' day in the fridge and Mars Attacks *giggles*

I gotta go
Torbjon
 

 Subject:
        lazySword
   Date:
        Thu, 05 Aug 1999 22:01:41 -0800

So, The Egg Bitch is Terrified I'm gonna write sumptin 'bad' about her
again an' as a result is bein' somewhat easier ta work with *shrugs*
Never underestimate the Power of the keyboard an' a buncha bored office
bimbos... an' BaitBoy, an' the Chaos Junkie... their no help either
*laughs*

Then again, having a massive underground circulation hasn't Hurt much,
either *laughs*

So, todays gig was pretty much like every other days gig; some
confusion, a little lull followed by a freeky frenzy, a bodacious break
*wink*

As Always, the spanner in the works This time is Coho.  We're sorta set
up ta run Soki...

They chose Coho *sigh*

It's Always Something *laughs*

So I'll go in early tomorrow an' set up fer Coho *shrugs*

The Freezers... *shudders*  Ta be Honest with ya, I Don't Have A Clue
what is goin' on beyond holding Five... massive Change, tha' much is
certain, various rumors...

I Know that when I came back from dinner, Chris the Cosmically Cool
Eggman an' his crew are in the packin' room happily liddin' up some
caviar, Mr. Stitts an' I are settin' up some vans an' doin' our thing...
An' Chris comes out onta the van dock all stressed... Have I Seen Gary?

Not recently enough to be of any help *shrugs*

His stress kinda radiates then *giggles*

So What Do You Need? sez I, in the Voice tha' let's ya Know it's groovy

To whit he goes off an' dumps some of it off onta me;  Glazeline Rudy,
lowridin' Rudy, is now the downstairs freezer type lead guy, doin' alla
the fish stuff, an' Gary is now the EggGuy, doin' alla the caviar an'
what not...

Fine, think I...

Tha's cool, think I...

That has absolutely No bareing on the particular stress taking place
Here and Now *giggles*

Obviously Words are Not going to get me the information I require
*laughs*

So I try Again, usin' the same It's Cool Voice;  SHOW me what you Need

To whit he Visibly relaxed an' lead me inta the packing room, an' at a
glance I could see tha' his crew was runnin' outta stuff ta lid, an' he
didn't have a driver ta go git more *sigh*

It was a pretty easy Scene ta figure out...
 

Show me where they are, sez I.

He shows me where the unlidded codes he's runnin' are stashed an' I hop
on the namco an' go grab him a pallet of the stuff *shrugs*

Goin' ta grab him a few more when Gary an' the Cute Chick show up... he
just went past inta the fridge... she tells me I'm doin' her job
*laughs*

Too cool by me, I had Other things to do an' was glad Someone was there
ta do it... ya know?

on an up note it's Still Sunny *grin*

I gotta go
Torbjon
 
 

 Subject:
        lazyLightning
   Date:
        Fri, 06 Aug 1999 23:47:12 -0800

What A Day!!

*laughs*

So, I go in at 0600 this morn' ta dig out some Coho an' git it all ready
fer packin'...

0800 rolls around an' I'm READY ta pee *laughs* (the freezers Do that to
you *shrugs*) but I got a goodly amount of the stuff all set up fer Serj
an' his crew ta play with so I head off ta the nearest bathroom, which
happens ta be in the Production Office.

An' seein' how tha's like Where Mr. B. Works, *shrugs* Ya, sure, I
plowed into him *laughs*

He tells me we ain't sure yet on the Coho deal, Pack Soki

Soki.

I got a bladder full of slush ice

Got up early an' dicked around in an almost Full fridge stackin' an'
unstackin' blocks underneath the Blast Fans ta Git that bladder full of
slush ice...

An' Mr. B. don't Know this, he's jus' doin' his thing *sigh* jus' the
Messenger

But I wanted ta Throttle him an' about six other people as I said "Okay,
No Problem" *laughs*

I was wonderin' jus' where the hell I was gonna set up fer Soki when it
dawned on me that Hey, we're a Fish Factory, we Produce this stuff...
I'm not the Only dude with a horde of Soki...

Off I go, In Search Of our incredibly nebulous Freezer Crew From Mars
*giggles*

I see Raul setting up the glaze tank..

"Raul!" sez I fluently, which ain't bad considerin' I have yet ta pee
*laughs* (although by this time it's just slush, an' not slush ice)

"Tell me there's Soki on trays"

"There is" sez he "A Lot"

Way Cool think I

"Whaddever ya do, Don't break those trays, okay?  Send 'em ta the
packing room..."

"Okay" sez he.

One down, one ta go.

Off ta the packing room...

"Serjio!" sez I fluently, Still not bad considerin'...

"Soki, Off Trays"

Confusion *sigh*

"Mr. B. Said"

End Confusion *giggles*

I head back inta the fridge fer a quick looksee before the 0800 Rush...

I come out, there's Serj... "Tom called" sez he "He Said do Coho"

"huh" sez I *laughs*

whatever.

So I give 'em some totes of Coho ta git started and then I FINALLY go
an' pee

I git back

And the Rules have Changed again *Laughs!!*

Soki.

Pack Soki.

It's not even 0830 yet *Bursts out Laughing!!*

you'd Think it was the beginning of a Really Shitty Day, yes?

*smirk*

naww....

tha's Normal *shrugs*

here's the Groovy part;

the days going by...

and it clouds up.

it's been SUNNY here for a while now.. *dreamy* quite Nice, actually...

but it clouds up... an' it feels kinda like Kansas

and then there's some Thunder.

there's hardly EVER thunder here, Rain, sure, alla the time, but it's
Quiet, ya know? just... Rain.

then there's some THUNDER

now THAT was very Odd

Then there was a flash and some Real Thunder!

I've seen a couple flashes of sheet lightning here a few times over the
years, but this was the Groovy kind, the Finger of God kind *laughs*

Then Another, Closer this time...

Another

Closer

And this Big Cloud rolled over, sending out Zapps left and right!! It
Zapped the Top of the mountain... then it Zapped the Side of the
mountain, then it Zapped the Bottom of the mountain, then it Zapped it's
way through town, across the Narrows and off to Gods only know where
*laughs*

It Was AWESOME!!!  The bloody thing dumped about a billion gallons of
water as it passed over *laughs*

*dreamy*

It was nice.  I was in Good Company, too *blush* so it was Really Nice.

After the thing passed over, the clouds cleared up, an' we had a very
Nice sunset *dreamy*

So it ain't ALL bad

Just seems that way *laughs*

I gotta go
Torbjon

 Subject:
        lazy...
   Date:
        Sun, 08 Aug 1999 19:12:02 -0800

few new ones fer those of you who are Really Bored *laughs*

http://www.geocities.com/Area51/Chamber/1561/poemindex.htm

The one groovy thing about having such a varied audience is that it
doesn't really Matter what I write... *laughs*

The temptation to wax philosophic or go political on you is Overwhelming
*Bursts out laughing!!*

So, one of our Lazy comrades went out to dinner with some of the other
girls from her office, nice restaurant, ladies night out, yadda yadda
yadda... She's sittin' there, chattin' with her friends, an' in walks
her boyfriend with another chick an' sits not three tables away from
her!  She said that it was a less than groovy scene...

*sigh*

An' ya know, it ain't the Act, hell, Everybody is Free, do whatever they
want, *shrugs*

Naw, this guy walked inta the restaurant with his date, saw his other
girl friend, an' got scared an' nervous, ya know??

An' hey, it's his Girlfriend, they're Close, so ya, she picks up on the
scared and nervous bit from him and reacts like Any creature would with
a little fear and nervous tension of her own... *sigh*

The scene was all too... familiar *laughs*  *shudders*

The cute chick came at me like that... with Fear *sigh*  couple days
before, nuthin' but Trust, then Wham!   Fear.  *sigh*  It was
horrible... nuthin' hurts more than fear from one you trust, ya know?
Leaves ya kinda... lost?  Disillusioned... *shrugs* feelin' funky
*laughs*

So it goes both ways...

Guys do it ta chicks..

Chicks do it ta guys...

*ponders*

There really are No rules ta this boy/girl gig at All, are there?
*Bursts out laughing!!*

No wonder I can't figure it out

I gotta go
Torbjon

 Subject:
        lazyoff
   Date:
        Mon, 09 Aug 1999 14:55:10 -0800

So I took off today at lunch *shrugs*

Tha' bothered some folks... either jealous, or angry, or just 'How ya
gonna make any money?' *laughs*

Money is the biggy fer most folks *sigh*

Salmon is Seasonal, ya only got a couple o' months ta make any money
offa Salmon, ya know?  Salmon is by Far the Craziest time of year
*laughs* the factory is goin' Full Bore Everywhere, alla the Time, an'
folks are pullin' in over 100 hours a week on the clock, more Overtime
than straight time, nice big fat Salmon Checks *shrugs*

An' fer the college kids and the folks just passin' through, tha's a
good gig, tha's what they WANT, ya know?  massive hours.  My assistant,
Mr. Stitts, Wants massive hours.  He's gittin' em, Right Now *laughs*

An' ya, sure, my paycheck ain't as big as it Could Be...

but I'm Healthy

and well rested

and well fed

for the first summer EVER since starting here oh so long ago now
*laughs*

Money can't BUY that *dreamy*

An' ta be Honest with ya, I'm not sure I could pull this gig off if I
stayed there alla the time, ya know?  The Van Dock gig has Changed a Lot
this past season to include a buncha stuff, stuff the old freezer crew
Used to do, stuff we, as a company, Never Did is now part of the job...
alla of which means tha' I'm spending more and more hours IN the fridge
*sigh*

Tha's what gits me the most... it's a Strange World up there... Timeless
Frozen Space that oscillates between Void and Full... seeing the same
old re-used totes over and over again, Athenas writing, Heathers
writing, Rauls writing, Randys writing, My writing, wondering When Am I?
*giggles*

It's hard on the Head, as well as the Body, ya know? *shrugs*

So I take off Every Chance I git *smirk*

an' it Helps... A lot, actually *laughs*  I Gotta admit, even with alla
the bullshit, an' the whole cute chick scene, this is the Best Attitude
I've had during a summer salmon season Ever...

hell, the whole year has been more less Awesome, some Downs, sure
*shrugs* but only a few...

There's another reason I bail every chance I git... I want Mr. Stitts ta
Learn... learn the shit ya can't teach by hovering around Watching and
Instructing.  I want him ta learn Leadership and Command, I want him to
Make decisions with Confidence, I want him ta juggle some Space on his
own... in short I want him to be Able to replace me on the van dock
*shrugs*

I Never dug being the Only One that could Do alla the shit that goes
along with that job, maybe some folks git off on that kind of power, but
not me, I'm so Totally Awesome all by myself, ya know?*giggles*  I don't
need that kinda bullshit tagged onta me as well.. *sigh*

So I bailed at lunch

an' here it is, three p.m., an' I'm gonna SHOWER *dreamy* an' be Clean
an' like, Have A Life *laughs*

ya, they don't Pay me for that *shrugs*

I doubt I'll loose any sleep over it tonight though *laughs*

I gotta go
Torbjon

 Subject:
        LazyLaughs!!
   Date:
        Wed, 11 Aug 1999 00:04:52 -0800
 

So, Today was gonna be a Hell day, remember? *giggles*  One of those
mornings where I woke up ta a bad day an' prepared meself fer a worse
one *laughs*

Totes from the glaze line...

Sujiko...

Caviar...

Fresh Fish...

Soki...

an' Crabbies...

ALL comin' at us Today

*laughs*

So I planned on alla that comin' at us at Once *shrugs*

Sujiko an' Caviar was Smooth *snicker*

Soki was set back a bit to a much more Reasonable 'After Lunch' start up
*dreamy*

The Glazers did Fresh Fish, sooo, no totes from the glaze line when
fresh fish was happenin' *grin*

The Quality Alaska Crab Guy was the same slow steady predictable rate he
always is...

We should have More Hell Days like this *laughs!*

But tha's only half of it...

We had Go-Go girls today *dreamy*

Right there on the van dock *melts*

No, Really... check it out:

http://www.geocities.com/Area51/Chamber/1561/psgf35.htm

There's some other pictures up in the Folks section... poke around
*shrugs*

So, it Ain't All Bad, alla the Time *grin*

Accentuate the Positive

I gotta go
Torbjon

 Subject:
        lazysticks
   Date:
        Thu, 12 Aug 1999 20:14:25 -0800

So, some days ago now, Whiteys... lady friend... comes all the way
'cross country ta Alaska ta hang with Whitey fer a while *dreamy*  too
cool, ya?

Her first day here she like just, slept *laughs* so I never got ta meet
her then, but the other day Whitey brought her back ta the van dock fer
introductions, hippy chick, kinda freeky... *shrugs* you know the
type... I happen ta have me devil sticks... um, mysticks... these baton
things you twirl around and it looks all cool and groovy *shrugs*... in
me hand an' she zeros in on 'em an' asks if she can play with 'em
*giggles*

Sure, *shrugs* go fer it, Whiteys woman kin do whatever she wants, ya
know? *laughs*  Rank hath it's privileges *giggles*

Some time after that,,, the next day I think *laughs* one of the Office
Babes is down on the dock, pickin' up some papers an' what nots, an' I
got me sticks out (*laughs!* well, they are cheaper than cigarettes, ya
know? an' besides, it's Very Relaxing an' Zenish *shrugs*) an' of course
She wants ta try 'em out too but isn't too sure about it, Would I Show
Her How? *smirks*

Sure, no problem, go limp

an' she did, an' I stood behind her an' made her arms inta mine an' got
the bloody baton thingy twirling about an' then I stood back an' let her
do it on her own *shrugs*

an' ya, I Know you don't make babies that way but it was a Lot of fun
anyway, ya know *blush*

So today I'm out in the van pit checkin' out a container I just got...
it had been sittin' out in the yard fer a while and was takin' it's own
sweet time pumping up and chillin' down an' gittin' to a place where I
felt comfortable with it, there was a break in the glazeline, Mr. Stitts
was doin' the other projects... *shrugs* so I got me sticks out an' was
'playing' with 'em as I waited an' watched me van

An' it's been a Nice Sunny Day today, the van pit is Big, I got a half
hour ta kill... *shrugs* I git into it, using the Space, throwing the
baton thingy way up inta the sky an' other funky stuff... got into a
really nice groove there for a while, it was cool, when I catch a
glimpse of this person in jeans an' teeshirt walkin' by ta peek at the
ocean...

I tone it down a bit 'cause the Last thing I wanna do is club some bozo
upside the head with this thing, ya know? Especially some Civilian bozo
*laughs*

They hang around a bit, just outta vision, so I tone it down even more
so I can sneak a peek...

An' it's a chick, no, scratch that...

It's a blonde bombshell in tight jeans an' a tight white teeshirt
*melts*

An' she Ain't watchin' the ocean, she's watchin' Me *blush*

An' I Didn't drop the bloody stick *preens*

*giggles*

I toned it down alla the way an' in me most professional voice sez
"What's up?"

She wanted ta try the sticks *laughs*

So I handed 'em to her, she spun 'em around a bit, obviously havin'
played with sticks before, ya know?

We chatted a bit, she told me her name, asked me mine, walked inta town
a ways...

She and ... someone else *laughs* came inta town onna boat an' were only
going to be here fer eleven hours, she was curious about the town an'
stuff, I was all professional an' polite an' tourist guide like *laughs*
but keep in mind I just had a few Zen moments with the sticks an' was
Drenched with sweat and am More than a Little Hungry after the button
pushing that went down not too long ago, so ya, I'm Diggin' It *smirks*

By then the glazers got their act together and Mr. Stitts and I whipped
some stuff out, dialed in the game plan for the night, I clock out an'
bump inta Chris, the Cosmically Cool EggMan.  We're walkin', we're
chattin' about heavy gravity days, I show 'em the sticks, don't twirl
'em or nuthin' just, "you should git some of these" an' waved 'em around
a bit,

An' I notice this Flash of Intense sky blue outta the corner of me eye,
an' seein' how Chris an' I had pretty much Stopped walkin' an' were just
sorta Standing there having our chat about heavy gravity I figure I can
Look and still carry on the conversation *shrugs*

An' there, walkin' towards us is this... *ponders* ... Vision that would
be very much in place if seen upon, say, a beach in Hawaii:  Whereas the
other woman was a Bombshell, this chick was... Gorgeous.  Sandals, a bit
of Blue cloth with palm trees printed on it wrapped around her waist, a
form fitting black bit of cloth around her chest, long dark blonde hair,
Perfectly tanned skin... and Very Blue eyes *dreamy*

She's with a guy... he' looked pretty cool, actually *shrugs* She hasn't
looked our way yet, I throw a heavy gravity remark at Chris, but my eyes
Lock onta the Vision.

She looks our way, notices tha' I had Locked on already,she's not phased
by it a bit *laughs* Pure Coolness, slow, confident stride, her bozoboy
taggin' along two steps behind, toting' a bag *laughs*

I throw another heavy gravity statement at Chris, jus' ta let 'im know
I'm still there

She turns her head, takes in more of the scene, her expression one of
serene confidence, no smile, no frown... just... Coolness. *shrugs*

I maintain the Lock... she's about three strides closer now... I reply
ta Chris... she looks back at us an' sees I ain't waiverd a bit *laughs*

Her eyes Lock onta mine, an' she gives me the Gaze *laughs*

I've had this happen many a Time; you know the Gaze, when someone
'catches' you staring, so the stare right back at YOU, tryin' ta git ya
ta back off *shrugs*

the Medusa Gaze

the Phaser Gaze *giggles*

The 'Oh Ya? You think So, huh? We'll see about that' Gaze *shrugs*

Seein' how it's the EYES that turn me on the most, the Gaze don't phase
me in quite the same way as it does some other folks *smirks*

She strides right at Me, Never breaking the eye Lock.

I'm smiling At her, throwing heavy gravity remarks At Chris, Waiting...

She gits right up in My face *dreamy* turns to Chris and asks Him where
the Office is *Bursts out laughing!!*

Chris, caught with his shields down, takes the Vision FULL in the face
for the first time and freeks as ALL his systems crash *giggles*  He
Tries to get a hailing frequency open and communicate the concept of
'from Here to There' but enstead does a little useless gesture dance
with some Gaws and Uhs thrown in *laughs*

I Enjoyed the view fer a bit *blush* I mean, she wasn't lookin' at Me,
ya know? so it was safe ta run a more thorough scan *laughs*

After ascertaining the fact that she did indeed posses a Very Nice Tan,
and that she was Still standing there giving Chris the Gaze, and Chris
was like totally melting down, I pointed with the sticks straight
through the Maze of totes and pallets and forklifts an' said "corner of
that building, there's a door, sign hangin' up sez Office... go
upstairs."

She didn't say a word, just turned in the direction I pointed an' began
that same confident stride, her bozoboy two steps behind (I said hey ta
him as he went passed, he seemed a little more... Real *shrugs*) and
disappeared within the Maze...

*Dreamy*

Sticks

*laughs*

go figure

I gotta go
Torbjon

 Subject:
        lazybreak
   Date:
        Fri, 13 Aug 1999 20:34:20 -0800

So this mornin' I go in, an' Whitey comes at me sayin' The Man was
inquiring into the nature of my breaks *laughs*

I raise an' eyebrow an' learn he is referring ta the sticks an' the
Blonde Bombshell of yesterday *grin*

I ponder

'Well didn't he SEE the chick??' sez I?

yes, he did indeed see me talking to a cute chick

I give Tom the eye... the, 'Ya gotta be kidding' eye *laughs*

Whitey gives me the 'no shit' smirk, sez "I told him you take break at
odd times because of the van drivers"

true *shrugs*  I happen to be taking break Then because of the
Bombshell, but still *laughs*

Whitey goes on ta tell me tha' he told The Man tha' I've become an'
eight ta five kinda guy fer a while and am gittin' done in that time
what me old boss took all shift ta do so I'm 'saving money' *Bursts out
Laughing!!*

So, seein' how things are cool as long as I don't fuck up *grins*

So whadda I do?

I'm goin' ta stack a couple of totes on top of a couple of other totes,
third the way down this tunnel of totes, said tunnel being only One tote
wide *giggles* an ya, sure, the tote tha' I got me forks into goes where
I want it to, how could it Not? *grins* but the one stacked on top of
it?

Nawww

it snagged on the leaning pillars of death surrounding me an' twisted
all funny and unnatural like *laughs!*

I look up at the entirely different terrain that looms twelve feet over
me head, the various towers of totes leaning this way an' that, the
windows of trajectory, angles of declination...

if That tower don't wobble too much...

an' I clear That twisty pallet

an' if Gravity just backs off a little...

it's doable

it didn't wobble...
 

Gravity was Way Cool...
 

snagged the pallet *laughs*

the words ICICLE SEAFOODS with a thousand pounds of salmon behind it
came rolling off the top tote towards me, wedged itself half ontop of my
cage, sorta on the mast, just...

floomp, here I am *sigh*

I looked at it.

It looked at me *shrugs*

I tried ta maneuver a bit.

It shnuggled down on toppa me a bit more *laughs*

I tried ta drive Out...

the towers closed In...

*sigh*

All systems down, abandon ship

I look ta me left...

Wall of totes not an inch away *sigh*

I look ta me right...

Wall of totes not two inches away...

behind me... the back of my chair

*grrrr*

I'm thinkin' now would be a Real Good Time fer Russian paratroopers ta
come marching in *laughs*

*honk honk*

Raul drives in

"That does not look good" sez he

*honk honk*

He drives inta holding four, grabs his partials

*honk honk*

"No.  No Good" sez he

*honk honk*

an' he drives out

*sigh*

Rob walks in ta the fridge...

Busts a gut Laughing and walks out again

*laughs*

*honk honk*

in comes Raul again

"You are still here?"

*honk honk*

*sigh* 'yes Raul, I'm still here....

*honk honk*

"you are really stuck"

*honk honk*

out goes Raul, gone with more partials

*sigh*

in comes Rob, coat, warm hat, freezer mits...

"I gotta see you get out of this" sez he

thanks, think I

it's then that I notice that I still haven't set me load alla the way
down yet, it's still like three inches above the other two totes...

*grrrr*

I set down the One I haven't dumped yet...

Shnap!

the tape on the tilted tote tears

Fhoomp!

The lid springs open

Shwooosh!!

half a tote of fish cascade down ontop of me an me forklift *laughs*

*honk honk*

in comes Raul

"son of a gun, would you look at that" sez he

*honk honk*

Rob laughs

I sigh

*honk honk*

"HEY RAUL!! BRING ME AN EMPTY TOTE ON YER WAY BACK, WILL YA??" sez I
*giggles*

"okay, I do that" sez he

*honk honk*

"well, that's One way of getting it down" sez Rob

I shimmy out from under the fish an' eye the carnage

*honk honk*

Raul brings in an empty tote

"here you go guys... it's Very Cold in here you know"

*honk honk*

off he goes ta git more partials

we cleaned up the mess

I restacked some towers

that was enough mistakes fer one day

*laughs*

I gotta go
Torbjon

 Subject:
        lazyreality
   Date:
        Tue, 17 Aug 1999 19:31:37 -0800
 

So, just what the hell have I been doing tha' keeps me from writin' me
lazies, hmmm? *laughs*

I'll tell ya;  I've become addicted to the Most Expensive habit you can
have in Petersburg Alaska...

I'm having a Life *laughs*

a Real Life..

During SUMMER no less!!!

*dreamy*

It's AWESOME!!!

Where as the rest of me comrades are wage slavin' away alla the hours in
the day, I'm... doing things that would seem so horribly mundane to alla
you livin' more or less Normal lives it ain't even funny...

I'm..

Riding me bike...

Diggin' the stars...

Cooking.

*bursts out Laughing!!*

ya, COOKING Real Food fer cryin' out loud *giggles* And I KNOW that
seems pitifully Normal ta Most of you, fer us fighting the Salmon Wars
the luxary of a home cooked meal is a fantasy that rivals even Sex
*laughs*

Most of us spend our summers livin' on coffee an' cigarettes... break
room cookies an' whatever the Trading Union put in the hot box today, be
it corn dogs or dog meat burritos *shrugs*  four hours sleep a night if
yer lucky... shower only when ya can't stand yerself anymore... alla me
summers up here have been pure, unadulterated WAR...

'till just recently...

*dreamy*

Vera said ta me today "ya know, every time I see ya, you got a Big shit
eatin' grin on yer face... what's with that??" *giggles*  like 'is it
Good Sex? Good Drugs?  or Both?' *laughs*
 

nope.

Some sorta sex and drugs before Salmon, but now... *shrugs*

Now I Read a Book when I go ta bed

now... *ponders*

now there is no Hurry, ya know?  for the first time EVER in my entire
salmon slingin' career, I gotta hold of Time *DREAMY*

Time an' I are Groovin' ta the same beat, we're dancin' Together enstead
of buttin' heads *laughs*

Of course the flip side is that I ain't earnin' massive amounts of
Money, either *shrugs*

*laughs*  Money, blah.

grins and giggles, Good. *wink*

So, WORK

TONS  O' STOOPID STUFF;

the PFI discrepency reports (ie the bits of paper that show the
differances between what we Say we shipped and what they Say they
recieved ) are as bad as ever *laughs*

The First discrepency report that came in cost Mr. Stitts two days of
pennance shelving caviar in the freezer *sigh*  Not from ME, mind you
*laughs* Fuck No *sigh* some Boss type dude somewhere decided that one
with out any input from Me at all...

naww, my attitude was, 'oh, you fuckedup a crab tally? okay, do the next
20 crab vans by yer lonesome, bub, that'll learn ya' *laughs*

It did.  He got better, dialed in a system tha' works fer him...
*shrugs* I'm cool with our proceedure and error tracking systems...

So when Whitey flys by on a fresh mission an' drops the line "pfi
discrepency report is as bad as ever" I'm more than a Little curious
about it, ya know?

Whitey flys by again... an' clues me in, Robs tallies are gittin'
Better, the Office Babe is makin' More mistakes *laughs*

So even when ya win ya loose, ya know? *shrugs*

I gotta go
Torbjon

 Subject:
        lazyyou
   Date:
        Thu, 19 Aug 1999 21:40:49 -0800

So, I'm sittin' here Thinkin'... an' you all Know what that means,
*sigh*

Ya, I Ain't Typin' *laughs*

An' fer the moment I'm thinkin' about this Joe dude....

Ya see, I don't KNOW this Joe dude... I THOUGHT he was some dude from
the department of fish and game, but he ain't... he's some dude from
I.P.H.C. whatever the hell That is *laughs*

This guy walks by every day, down the ally, I say hey, he sez hey
*shrugs* sometimes I see 'im out on the side dock watchin' 'em unload
boats (hence the fish and game notion)

So today I'm sittin' out in the ice shack, chattin' with Bait Boy,
waitin' fer Bait Boy Jr. ta show up so I can tell Him something of vital
importance, Joe walks up, is hangin' out, chattin' a bit, an' Bait Boy
sez sumptin like "oh, Torb, you know Joe, add him to your list"

Up till then I didn't even know the guys name *laughs*

So I chatted with 'im a bit, clued 'im in some, and then added 'im to
the list *shrugs*

and whereas I don't 'know' Most of the folks on the list, it always
bothers me some when I'm made aware of the fact that a total fucking
stranger is not only Reading this shit, the bozo actually Requested the
bloody thing! *laughs*

*sigh*

And that leaves me with the awareness that people have expectations,
they Want... something.

Bait Boy is Easy *giggles* he wants me to say something like,... oh,
Itchit and Gidgit are Gary and Odys newest nicknames or some such
*laughs*

The EggBitch would prefer it if I didn't mention her name in association
with anything Silly *laughs*

However, I'm under the Firm Belief that if the Chaos Junkie didn't egg
her on it wouldn't Matter what I wrote *giggles*

Peanut Butter Patty, on the other hand, would prefer ta hear Sammy
Stories, remember Sammy?  Sammy is like The Man *smirk* Every Single
Time I hung out with the dude he would score on Multiple Cute Chicks
*green with envy*  Needless ta say, I hung out with 'im as Much as I
could, ya know? *laughs* took notes an' everything...  I think he's
gonna be three now... or just was??  I'm Bad with Birthdays *sigh*

A Very Cute Chick, Very Far Away, would prefer that I NEVER EVER EVER
again use incidents from HER life in MY lazy letters No Matter How
Generic I make the story *laughs*

Our Candlemaking Comrade and our Simplypsycho Sister are finding their
own voices via lazies of their own and probably don't give a rats ass
What I write *wink*

Cap'n Herbal Life want's ta hear about alla the fuck ups and psycho
melodramas that go down up here...

Gods only know what the office babes are lookin' fer... something ta
make mischief with, I'm Sure *smirk*

A lotta folks jus' want ta know I'm still Alive an' Kickin'... which is
Why alla this Began in the first place, way back when.... *sigh*

An' there's ME. *shrugs*

I'm on the list too, I git a copy of this bloody rag, just like the rest
of ya, *laughs*

What do I want?

Other than Endless Sex and Mountains of Mind Altering Substances that
is?

*ponders*

there Isn't Anything else to Want, is there? *laughs*

I gotta go
Torbjon

 Subject:
        lazyoutstanding
   Date:
        Sun, 22 Aug 1999 00:16:16 -0800
 

So, the past couple o' days have been kinda funky... seems She Who Is
Too Stupid To Have A Silly Nickname noticed tha' I've been workin'
somewhat 'normal' hours lately an' made an issue of it to Whitey in
front of some Boss Type people *laughs*

And where as me schedule is No Suprise ta Whitey or Any of the other
folks, still, the Boss Type dudes Had ta make some kind of... I dunno,
Ruling... Decision,,,, some power trip call that asserted and assured
their individual realities *shrugs*

An' it was Decided tha' before I split, After I go an' check with ALLA
the people I already check with I gotta go an' check with a few other
folks too ta see if they need a driver or something *laughs*

So, ta ease some stresses I been stayin' a bit later the last few nights
just ta see what goes on when I ain't around (pretty much what I
expected at the pace I anticipated)

An' so, ya, sure, alla me Friends HAVE ta flip me some shit *giggles*
the "Yer STILL here???" kinda thing *grin* but tha's cool, tha's as it
Should Be, ya know?  'cause it's the good natured kinda shit flippin, so
I don't mind...

Today after dinner Raul ran Coho... Coho happens ta be a flavor of fish
that we aren't shipping right now... they git stashed in the fridge, an'
Mr. Stitts can do that just fine without me gittin' in his way, ya know?
*laughs*

When Raul runs a stash flavor, or we're waitin' ta turn a van, or things
are just Way Slow (not often but it Does happen from time ta time
*laughs*) I go have some of me many meetings with alla the folks that
have Something to do with my part of the world...

I try ta see what the Future has in store for me *giggles*

We go ta the Top an' see who got Bait an' Ice *laughs*  'cause if they
all got ice an' bait Today, expect a shit load of fish in the not too
distant future *wink*

Then check out Beach Crew, how fast they are pumping the boats, what
kinda boats, are the fish goin' straight into the cannery or piling up
on the dock to go to cold storage, etc...

Check out the totes on the dock... whatever is there Now I Might see
some of tonight, but Will see Tomorrow for sure...

Go chat with Heather an' Lonni an' see What went in the fridge This
Morning 'cause I'll see that this afternoon an' evening...

Hit up Raul and Rudy, see what they are gonna glaze Now, and Next,

Walk through the fridge an' eye the trays of frozen fish waiting ta be
glazed because yer idea of A Lot and my idea of A Lot ain't the same
*laughs*

Check on Mr. Stitts an' see how he is doin'

Have a meetin' with Whitey an' see what His big picture is...

then check out the egg tent, count the pallets tha' will be coming over,
try ta figger out When that will be...

around and around *laughs*

*shrugs*

seems to work though... there have been very few suprises in  our little
world this season *shrugs* a couple, sure, wouldn't be Life without 'em,
ya know? *laughs* but not too many

If, after checking out the scene, and things are still groovy an' stress
free, then I head over to the Other side of the ally and hangout with
Jim and Athena in Their van pit and scope out the scene there...

it's a completely differant world over there... in a very de ja vu kinda
way *shudders*

Athena has got her bench and table set up so ya can sit there an' look
down the ally, so I can watch everything that comes and goes outta my
van pit, an' I'm watchin' Roland take totes of Coho back ta the dock, I
notice he ain't stressin' fer space so Somebody is puttin' them away
(mr. Stitts)

I notice tha' it's gittin' close ta break time so I go ta make me rounds
with Raul ta see what's up, an' I bump inta Tim (Chaos Junkie) an' the
Icicle Guy (some rep. from down south here ta see how we fuck everything
up *laughs* I'd been chattin' with him off and on all day long, you'd
THINK I'd remember his name *sigh*)

We're chattin'... up walks Whitey, then Katie, our head Quality
Assurance boss type person, joins us...

We're chattin'... Whitey askes me if I wanna go with them fer drinks
*Laughs!!*

Business meetting at Humpies *shrugs*

So we all piled inta Katies car an' drove down there an' had dinner an'
drinks an' chatted shop talk an' not so shop talk.... Mr. B. came an'
joined us after a while *giggles*

It was a groovy scene... I don't know how the Icicle Guy felt about it
all, I mean he seemed ta be havin' a good time an' whatnot... but for me
it was... very enlightening *laughs*

So I git back an' notice tha' me crew has done an' outstanding
preformance in me absence, an' I went ta tell Whitey about it ('cause
this morning me crew was fucking up big time an' I went ta tell Whitey
about that, so, you know, gotta show the flip side of the coin too, ya
know? *grin*)

Seein' how it's just me in him in his office (he shares his office with
the egg bitch) we have a meeting that is a little more encompassing than
our Normal work meetings...

Some of the folks Whitey an' I work with are our Friends or Comrades....
an' now they are our subordinates 'cause we're like Boss Type people
too... sorta... Whitey is a boss type, I'm just a bozoboy tha's been
here a Really Long Time *laughs*

So, whaddya do when a Comrade who is also a Flunky is fuckin' up?

An' whaddya do when there is Off the Clock shit interfering with On the
Clock shit?

An' whadaya do when Cute Chick stuff happens? *laughs* 'cause I tell ya,
I spent a lot of Time these past few months wondering just how much my
opinions and attitudes and judgements were impaired by what went down
between me an' the Cute Chick  *sigh*

So we're havin' one of Those kinda meetings, *shrugs*

In walks The Man *laughs* Mr. Wilson himself *giggles*

INSTANT change in subject *Laughs*

We chat about the dinner and drinks at Humpies that he just bought us
*smirk*

In walks the egg bitch... who Hates that title with a passion but is
stuck with it untill something better comes along *shrugs*... and plops
down at her desk... me, Whitey, Judy, and Mr. Wilson all in the same
room *laughs*

So the informal meeting shifted a bit to include them, they us... The
Man made some jokes... *shrugs* it was another rather enlightening
experience...

Now if I had gone home at five then Icicle wouldn't have paid me to buy
me dinner then sit around and chit chat shop talk fer another hour after
that *giggles*

A Lot can Change in a year...
http://www.geocities.com/Area51/Chamber/1561/AUGUST.htm

I gotta go
Torbjon
 

So, today I'm goin' inta work an' I see me van driver pullin' inta me
pit... it's Andy.  cool, think I.

He swings around, lookin' at alla me vans, sees me, stops... I climb up
on his rig an' chat with him through the window

"wha's up?" sez I in mustering me best morning manners

Andy clues me in on his schedule...

Seein' how I don't really have much of a choice on his schedule (cannery
FIRST, meal plant if they need it, then ME) I make the executive
decision ta say "um... Okay" an' head off down the ally.

And bump inta Whitey *laughs*

Whitey is as decaffeinated as me, thank god, so the meeting is a bit
more mellow than the one with me driver, who was Wide Awake *laughs*

Seems Mr. Stitts and that waste of space Itchit went out an' got sloppy
drunk las' night after work an' then called in at like 0330 sayin' they
wouldn't make it ta work today *laughs*   I, fer one, was tickled tha'
Mr. Stitts had the perseverance of mind ta Call In before Crashin' Out
*grin*

Itchit could spontaneously combust an' I wouldn't care *shrugs*

So we chit chat a bit about the upcoming battle... glazing fer a while,
then the glazers will become the packers an' packin' till it's done...
*dreamy*

Cake.
 
 

Finally I go ta punch in... clock says I'm Late *laughs*  I punch in...

An' there's the Time Card Bitch... she who is too lame to have a silly
nickname... an' Me, being totally decaffeinated, do a Really Stupid
Thing...

I talked to her

*sigh*

ya, I Know, but it was Early, ya know? *shrug*

I sez as I'm gazin' at the ink on the card which sez I'm late, "ya know,
the funny thing is I've been here fer 20 minutes already"

To wit she gives me a dear caught in headlights look an' replies "oh?"

*sigh*

Me, like an idiot, totally space the fact that I'm decaffeinated, and
reply ta her reply like Communication would actually be possible or
something *laughs*

"well, ya," sez I, "comin' in I bumped inta me driver an' chatted with
him an' then I.."

"You talked to your Driver?  He called and said he wasn't coming in"

Picture some turn of the century contraption with a Lot of spinning
gears and pulleys and what nots flying around at break neck speeds...

Picture throwing a Really Hefty Wrench into said contraption while it
was goin' full bore...

That was Me

"Huh?" sez I, cleverly.

To wit she tells me again that my Driver won't be here today, he called
in...

No Driver

I Just talked to him... I THOUGHT I just talked to him... *laughs*  when
was I, anyway?

"um," sez I, "Well, I Just talked to him, an' he said he was gonna turn
out the Pit an' then come over and..."

"OH! Your Driver! No." sez she, throwing in a maniacal wicked witch of
the west cackle "No, Rob called in sick, he won't be here today"

The gears put themselves back together then as I realized it was indeed
Today an' she was just a freek.

I thanked her an' went away Fast, questing fer coffee.

After that things were pretty mellow... interesting... normal....
*laughs* (the unexpected IS our normal routine)

Fe wants ta be famous *smirks* maybe she will be, I dunno *shrugs* some
good material there...

Fe, by the way, is a very Cute Chick *laughs*  Mad as a Hatter, true,
still... *blush*

It's late
I gottta go
Torbjon

 Subject:
        lazyladies
   Date:
        Tue, 24 Aug 1999 00:47:09 -0800
 

So, we had a bait boat show up today... or rather a tramper that is
taking 100,000# of bait away *dreamy*

Tha's not a lot, but it frees up a Little space, anyway... *shrugs*

The last tramper that came was the one that took the herring away and I
had ta go down in the hold fer 18 hours *sigh* being in Their freezer
for so long dehydrated me lungs so badly I was hackin' an' coughin' fer
two months *Sigh*

I can't help but think... Bah, not going There...  but since I AM
thinking about Girls,,,, today I'm out trying to grab a bit of Sanity in
the ice shack, chattin' with Bait Boy, and the Cute fish and game Chick
comes up and chats with us...

lemme rephrase that a bit... THE Cute fish and game Chick *laughs*

Oh, Much better... *laughs*

Keep in mind she's been THE Cute fish and game chick fer some years
now... *ponders* about forever and day or two, I think *giggles* an'
just like Joe she's one of those folks I've smiled at and said Hey too a
gazillion times now over the years

And untill yesterday she was THE Cute fish and game chick

Today she became Hillary... at least, that is how Bait Boy introduced
her and she went with it, so.... *shrugs*
 

This is NOT uncommon for me... saying Hey ta people fer years but never
learnin' their names *laughs*  it causes some problems sometimes...
people will be talking about somebody I KNOW, only I don't have a clue
who they are talking about *giggles*  so they have ta describe 'em to
me... the "you Know, that guy with the go funny eye" or "Oh Hell, you
know him, he's the guy that runs such and such part of the factory"
*shrugs*

In a world of Carrys Terrys an' Garys and Multiple Toms and Judys and
other horribly mundane names you can see why I tag most folks with
nicknames *laughs* and am way pleased when I meet an Athena or Felicity
or Ody or Raul or Jamillia or... someone with a less than normal name.
THOSE I can remember *shrugs*

Hillary, like Joe, must be totally fucked up on Something, or else they
just dropped her a lot when she was a kid, 'cause she like, Actually
Requested this sleazy publication *laughs* and is our newest Comrade.
Welcome aboard *poke*

Now then, where as Felicity (Fe) hasn't actually come out and SAID 'I
want to be famous', she does,  'cause she asks Those kinda questions, ya
know?  like "if you wrote about me, would I be a 'cute chick'?" and
other such questions *Laughs!!*

Fe was a Cute Chick a couple of years ago when I first met her.  She was
Toms... *sigh* um, assistant, when Whitey was MY flunky an' I was HIS
boss *laughs* an' Whitey was me upstairs guy... we locked Whitey and Fe
up together on the second floor of the freezers fer a summer and they
didn't Kill each other... and whereas I'm privy to and witness of Some
information, I'll let YOU ponder what they was doin' when they weren't
stackin' totes *laughs*

we chatted some back then, I'd try ta push her buttons an' see what her
limits were, she'd do the Bruce Lee round house kick up side me head
when I went too far *LAUGHS!!*  no shit... *sigh*

Then that season was over, she split and didn't come back last year...

she did, however, join the List a while back *shrugs*

An' like Everybody tha' joins the List, she learned a Hell of a Lot
about ME, an' pretty much the last thing I remember about her is the
pattern of the tread on the bottom of her boot as it came rushin' up ta
me face *giggles*

This year though...

This year she came Back fer a couple of weeks ta pick up a little summer
money...

And she AIN'T a cute chick anymore *sigh*

She's an' Awesome Babe now *dreamy*

However, I have NO desire ta learn what kinda tread she's got on her
boots This year, ya know? *laughs*

I gotta go
Torbjon
 

 Subject:
        lazyPHEONIX
   Date:
        Tue, 24 Aug 1999 21:05:51 -0800

So, ya know how yesterday I mentioned that we had a Big Boat (tramper)
come in ta pick up a little bit of bait?

I didn't want in on that gig... I did Some, sure *shrugs* pulled some
bait outta the fridge an' helped stage it up a bit, but tha' was it.  I
wanted Mr. Stitts in on it though, fer the experience an' extra money it
pays...

So, Mr. Stitts went away ta do the boat, I ran the van dock, I left at
midnight, came home, wrote me lazy letter, listened to the rain outside
my house, then finally crashed out fer the night...

and discover that the rain I was listening to Outside my house was
really Inside my house *sigh*

Right over my bed *laughs*

So I flop down on a soggy mattress wondering what the fuck karma point
did I blow THIS TIME???

I git up

I find a pan an' put it under the drip

ploip

ploip

ploip

ploip

ploip

and I'm laying there thinking "Gary Ungard"

ploip

ploip

ploip

ploip

"he's Just a Little Annoying Drip"

*laughs*

So whereas the leaky roof shoulda been a bummer, it at least helped me
see the bigger picture a bit better *shrugs*

Ended up sleepin' like a baby, right through my alarm! *laughs* Haven't
done that one all summer long...

I git up, git one leg inta me pants...

ring

ring

ring

*sigh*

I KNOW I'M LATE GODDAMIT, GIMME A SECOND FER CRYIN' OUT LOUD!!! I pick
up the phone "ya" sez I

It's Whitey, checkin' ta see if I'm coming in or not *laughs* Of Course
I'm coming in, I woulda called ya if I wasn't

"ya, I overslept, got one leg in me pants as we speak, I'll be there in
a few... wha's going on, anyway?  Raul glazing bait?"

"Raul is glazing bait" sez Whitey in a somewhat subdued tone... but it's
still kinda early so *shrugs*

"Thank God" sez I  "How'd the boat go??"

"We are still doing it" sez he, burnt

that took a few seconds to sink in

STILL DOING IT????  at 0846 in the morning????

Not Good.

"Oh My God" sez I.  There was a handfull of pretty key people tied up in
that operation, drivers, tally guy,,, I think Gary was the only complete
waste of space on that crew *laughs*

"I'm on my way" sez I

"take yer time" sez Whitey,

Eleven minutes later I was looking into his bloodshot and glazed eyes

This boat gig SHOULD have taken two hours... four at the Most... not
Fifteen Fucking Hours!   I could have thrown the fish into the boat, one
fish at a time, faster than that!!

We had our side dialed in, it wasn't US that caused alla the fuck ups...
it was THEM... *laughs* (it's Always Them, isn't it? *wink*)

So, I'm there, an' I'm like the only one tha' has had Any sleep at all,
an' I can see it in Whiteys glazed eyes, he's beyond burnt *laughs*

he's toast.

he said he almost fell asleep while driving a forklift through Beach
Crew *shudders*  Picture the worst freeway ya ever saw at rush hour;
tha's Beach Crew on a mellow day *laughs*

An' there was Stress in them eyes *sigh*  So I jumped in an did some
stuff I don't normally do just ta relieve tha' Stress of his *shrugs*

So I ain't spending too much time in my Normal world, I'm in the fridge
an' on the dock an' in the fish house, an' I ain't anywhere near vans
all morning long...

I come back from lunch

There is something odd in the packing room...

Something strangely familuar ...

For the first time in a lot of years I MISSED a step *laughs*

I did a double take...

And then I let out a howel of Pure Unadulterated Delight as I ran inta
the packing room and embraced the Goat.

I hugged it close to me and said sweet nothings and praised it and told
it how much I LOVED it and MISSED it

And I KISSED it, *DREAMY!* (tha's right Bait Boy, I kissed the fucking
Goat, howdoya like that, ey? *laughs*)

it was REAL

it was THERE

it was NOT A DREAM

Tears of Joy ran down my cheeks as I slid behind the wheel.

The Goat was BACK

*DREAMYGRIN*

All of our forklifts have this little safety check card thingy on 'em
tha' yer supposed ta fill out every day *shrugs* so I do...

the card was signed by me;  07 09 99 twj

seven weeks

the Goat was DEAD for seven fucking weeks...

We did salmon Goatless *shudders* no easy task, let me tell you.

I NEVER thought I would see her again *dreamy*

Some hours later Mr. Stitts walks onto the van dock... sees the Goat,
Misses a step, Does a double take, lets out a howl of pure pleasure and
embraces the Goat in a great big hug *Bursts out laughing!!*

The Goat Lives.

*dreamy*

I've lost the Goat before, *sigh* I KNEW what it would be like, nobody
else really understood what a groovy hunk of junk tha' little forklift
really is, ya know?

But as Soon as it was GONE *laughs*

Can't miss anything untill it is Gone, ya know?

oh well,

I gotta go
Torbjon

 Subject:
        lazypolitics
   Date:
        Wed, 25 Aug 1999 12:37:44 -0800

So, when ya deal with frozen product an' ya got a van load of high class
incredibly spendy product sittin' there in a dead van, and the Buyer of
said product is standing Right There askin' questions about His Stuff...

Ya DON'T say "that fucking piece of shit van went tits up on me last
night!"

Ya say "Your product is in good condition, however I'm not too happy
with this particular container so I'm going to transload it into another
one that is more suitable for the transPacific voyage..."

*BURSTS OUT LAUGHING!!*

Am I GOOD or what? *shrugs*

Another van full of spendy product (this one to Europe) is just Fine,
almost ready to go...

only I put it into the Wrong type of container! *giggles* so I git ta
transload That one too *shrugs*

gonna be Kraftwerk kinda afternoon--TransEuropeExpress---

seeya
Torbjon
 

I got a HeadAche *laughs*

Which ain't too bad considerin' the type of day it's been...

coulda been One Of Those Days...

Coulda been one of those days where this Bozoboy lost it, bought it, or
both *laughs*

But the Fates were kind to me with Their mischief *laughs*

As you may remember, at lunch I babbled about transloading some vans...
egg vans, sujiko, caviar, *shrugs* egg stuff.  And where as I was rather
good natured about it, it was givin' me a headache THEN, the meetin's,
the politicin',

An' I'm thinkin' Then "I gotta transload two containers tha' Ain't gonna
go anywhere even After I fix 'em up all proper like... tha's FOUR slots
tied up fer a while just on That project alone *sigh*

First slot has our broken pallet board van in it...

Number Eight has a half full van of funky stuff an' ain't goin' Anywhere
fer a while...

tha' left TWO slots for  Business *laughs*

two.

Out of eight... *laughs*

So there's some Stress, sure *shrugs*

An' I kin jus' FEEL the Universe Laughin' behind my back "give up!"
*smirk*

An' I'm thinkin' "this is IT, payback time, a karma point is bein'
called in"

Only the Fates stepped in today and Grumpy was me driver *dreamy*

Grumpy is a God, which is Why he can be Grumpy any damned time he
pleases *laughs*

He's the BEST van driver on the island Hands Down, and he saved my sorry
ass today...

He MADE it happen.  By Five no less! *laughs!*

He gave me a couple of High Stress turns at lunch whilest I was writin'
to you all, wondering what the fuck I was gonna do...

So, I transload the product tha's in the sketchy van first, of course,
finish that up only ta find out that even though it is now in a groovy
container that is running just fine, it's the Wrong type of container
*Bursts out laughing!!!* (when I started the project no one knew or it
didn't matter, when I finished, They Knew, and It Mattered *giggles*)

Grumpy got me the van I needed, but I wasn't gonna take anymore chances
with THAT particular product... it was safe and sound and not going
anywhere fer a while so Fuck It, let it be fer a bit, work on the Other
One.

the Other One was a van of caviar goin' ta Europe... caviar in these
funky plastic pails tha' weigh 35 pounds each... a little over 700 of
the suckers *laughs*

That project went rather well...

I still have a headache though

*sigh*

I gotta go
Torbjon

 Subject:
        lazyDirt
   Date:
        Fri, 27 Aug 1999 22:37:01 -0800

So, Yesterday I blew the day off *shrugs*

Got up at sixish... before the alarm *shudders*

Thought about it... about the transloading and headaches and the fact
that my roof still leaks over my bed *sigh*

I got up, got the phone an' called Whiteys phone an' left 'im a message;
"I'm blowin' the day off, if tha's a problem gimme a call"

Then I called My phone at work...

Only I Never call my phone at work *laughs*

An' whereas I'm reasonably certain tha' I know my extension, it IS
sixish in the morning, so rather than mess with it I use the company
directory thingy (spell out the last name of the dude yer lookin' fer
with the key pad, then press pound *laughs*)

So I spell out me name...

An' I'm Not there *laughs*

So I poke around an' dick with it and Finally git my friggin phone and
Alan Malones voice comes at me! *shudders*  Leave a message he says...

I type HIS name in the directory an' yep, My phone. *sigh*

Al Quit over 13 months ago now *laughs*  An' those Freeks in the office
STILL haven't gotten around ta takin' His name offa the company
directory *sigh*

Ya, an' us grunts are a buncha bozos tha' don't do nuthin' *laughs* What
the Hell have They been doin' up there fer the past 13 fuckin' months?
tha's what I wanna know...

If I spaced something fer 13 months They'd think I was stoned or
something *laughs*

So I left Al a message "Rob, I'm blowin' off work, if ya got a problem
with tha' gimme a call"

Then I shnuggled up in a soggy bed with the phone an' slept 'till noon
*dreamy*

No One called

he hee heee

So Today I go in, an' most folks concern was "ya had 24 hours off and
you didn't write a lazy!! what's with that?"

Bait Boy wants DIRT... Who is fucking Who, and, more importantly HOW
*laughs* Vivid, graphic details.... *laughs* now how the hell am I
supposed to do that?  Like, they are gonna let me Watch? *Bursts out
laughing!*  I can see the adds in Petersburg Pilot right now "wanted,
one young energetic couple to perform incredibly perverted sex acts in
front of Me so that I can write about it for Bait Boy. obo" *smirk*

Other folks want me ta Tag somebody *sigh*  Make Mischief...

I don't Have ta make it *winks* it makes itself...

This Transloading gig, fer instance *grrrrrr*

I'm convinced tha' the little funky symbol they buyers put on their
product is in reality some silly Sumarian symbol that summons sinfully
Satanic surges of power at precisely the improper point in Time
*laughs*  The product had to be transloaded THREE times...
TRANSloaded... tha's Four containers it's been in So Far *sigh*

Two of the vans Fried, One was FINE, but the wrong type, an' the one
it's in Now is gonna git the hell outta here tomorrow come hell or high
water *laughs*

got another van in after all was said and done and IT died on the spot,
in the same slot that the whole transloading gig started... residual
morphogenetic fields of weirdness...

On another note, I gave Gary a buncha booze an' Ody a buncha flowers an'
apologized fer bein' such a jerk fer most of the summer *shrugs*

Hell DOES freeze over from time ta time *laughs*

I gotta go
Torbjon

 Subject:
        lazysperm
   Date:
        Sat, 28 Aug 1999 20:34:58 -0800
 

So, ya already know about fish eggs... they come outta the Females an'
git turned inta Caviar and Sujiko and what not *shrugs* an' how Judy an'
alla her little teenage girls and girlyboys an' buggy boys an' other
such whimpy type people are the ones tha' make those products (with
Chris, the Cosmically Cool Egg Man bein' like, the only truly righteous
guy in that crew)

An' ya all know how we take the fish an' lop their heads off an' clean
'em up a bit an' then freeze 'em an' pack 'em out inta some funky sized
box that either Mr. Stitts or yers truly gits ta play with in the end..

What ya maybe didn't know is that we take the nasty old Darks and the
Males and send 'em ta Reduction where they grind 'em up an' make fish
meal out of 'em. *shrugs*  They don't have eggs and the ones that Do
have eggs generate More than enough meat for processing, sooooo, plant
food. *laughs*

Which was cool, 'cause ya, sure, there's a gazillion totes out on the
dock... but half of 'em are Dark Males *smirk* so they'll Never come
back ta Me

he hee heee

Only now the Rules have changed again *laughs*

Australia wants salmon sperm *shrugs*  Milt, I think they call it...

Fish Sperm.

For consumption...

Fish Eggs for consumption is a rather interesting concept to come to
grasp with...

But fish sperm?

Keep in mind alla my years in the fish house we just ripped the sperm
sacks out an' threw 'em away along with the rest of the guts, so to ME
they are... guts *shrugs*

So, this is a whole new product for us, how we gonna do it? who's gonna
do it?  where we gonna do it?? (are ya takin' notes, Bait Boy??
*laughs*)

Well the egg people can't do it... eggs an' sperm don't mix, the cost in
rubber gloves alone would negate any profit the product might generate
*giggles*

So the Glazers are doing it *Laughs* the fish houses most testosterone
bloated crew is the Sperm Brigade.

I'm not sure where...

And I don't Want to know how...

But somewhere out there the Glazers are filling plastic pails with cum.
*Laughs!!*

And sometime in the not too distant future, 6000 pounds of the stuff is
gonna show up on the van dock *giggles*

*sigh*

I gotta go
Torbjon
 

*sigh*

so the last 24 hours my Timing has sucked

Oh I've got the plant dialed in pretty good.

at the sake of keeping tabs on life *laughs*

So an old comrade of mine, Shawn, was in town yesterday.  He hung out
here some last night, had to go do some things, said he'd be back...

I'm hangin' out here last night, doin' my thing, it's gittin' late, I'm
thinkin' about crashin' out...

and the phone rings.

An it's Ody. *laughs*  Remember Ody?  THE Dream Girl?  Our fish
mongering comrade that has since become our Buying Station Lead because
Terry quit a while back *giggles* I, for one, am quite proud of her, she
deserves the position despite the fact that it's her "first season" and
she's "only 20" *bursts out laughing!!*  Terry was pretty worthless, a
hell of a lot older, an' it was like his 9th season or some such
*shrugs*  I doubt she makes anymore mistakes than he did and her
attitude is a gazillion times better.

So she called... and I've been wanting to chat with her "alone" since...
forever. *shrugs*

because when we are alone we communicate very well, it seems, but when
other people are around it gets... odd. *shrugs*  different.

So she's in her house, I'm in mine, we are chatting on the phone, she
leaves soon...

We're "alone".  It's Nice. *dreamy*

And I hear footsteps squelching on the gravel out front.

*sigh*
I'd spaced

Shawn is coming

and a wave of resentment hit me *sigh* I was Actually Pissed that my
good comrade was coming to see me *sigh*

And THAT pissed me off too *laughs*

and I'm on the phone with Her *sigh*

Shawn came into my entry room... I tell her Shawn is here, she says Oh?
may I speak with him? 'cause they are friends too and Shawn is leaving
tomorrow (left today)

Like I'm going to say no *laughs*

Shawn knocks on my inside door, I open it

"hi Shawn, it's for you" and hand him the phone.

Shawn, already a freaked out paranoid space case is totally zapped into
the twilight zone by alla this

'how did you know it was Me?? who is it?? how did they know I was
here???' *bursts out laughing!*

I give 'im the phone, they chat... I pee.  poke around the house a
bit... some more minutes go by...

can't really DO anything because they are like, you know, talking
*shrugs*

I leave. *sigh*

I didn't know what else ta do, ya know?  Sit there staring at him while
he chatted with her... nawwww *laughs*

Be an Asshole an' say "NO, you can't use my phone!!?" *sigh*

So I split, went ta the plant, poked around the fridge an' the van dock,
everything looked way cool, blessed Mr. Stitts for being a god, got my
devil sticks and twirled them around

Zen shit

Karate Kid shit

*shrugs*

Something to Focus on.

And there was Gary.

Buried the hatchet with him the other day, so I dumped what went down
onto him to see if the little freakazoid had insights about the Scene...
*laughs*

Scene... that's what it felt like last night too... a Happy Birthday
Wanda June kinda Scene *laughs*

An odd twist in Timing turning me to Gary of all fucking people for
advice *Bursts out Laughing!!!*

Bozoboy, being a freak, was no help whatsoever, but we buried the
hatchet even deeper so perhaps that in and of itself was the mission of
the Fates, *shrugs* I dunno.

I come home... midnightish now, they're still on the phone *laughs*
kinda waitin' fer me I guess, *shrugs* I dunno... say G'night ta her,
chat with Shawn fer a long Time about... stuff.

set me alarms an' go ta bed.....

An' sleep right through my alarms *laughs*

an' about 0730 ish a cute girl I've had my eye on for a long time (who
None of you Know so Don't Even Ask!) comes and wakes me up...

no shit.

An' I'm thinking  "I'm dreaming, this doesn't happen to me, and this
doesn't happen to me Twice in one summer let alone one Lifetime"

but no, this girl is Waking me Up, I did indeed sleep through my alarms,
and if I Bust Ass I can just make it to work on Time...

Only this cute chick is here to see ME

An' she doesn't have to go anywhere...

we chat....

keep in mind she just woke me up so I'm under the covers with me pajamas
on, she just walked in so she is fully dressed, and we STAY THAT WAY,
but we ended up Under the covers to chat...

and we're just talking,,, but it's Very Warm... and Very Comfortable
*dreamy*

And we're Just Talking,

For only a minute...

when the phone rings *sigh*

and I notice it's 10:45 am now!!

I grab the phone.

It's Whitey.  Whitey is not pleased.  Whitey Reams me, I'm about to
explain when Whitey says Rob is not pleased.

That got my Full and Undivided attention.

if Stitts is Stressed then things are Not Good.

I got out from under the covers *sigh*

I got dressed an' left the girl an' hauled my sorry ass to work.

I got there...

Mr. Stitts was stashing totes in the fridge...

Nathan was fixing the power box I had told him about.

Our driver was giving us a turn, pullin' a van...

Nothing was in the alley...

Everything looked Really Good.

I was more than a little confused and at a loss as to exactly How I was
supposed to take in the Scene...

There is no visible Stress... looks like a bunch of highly trained
professionals going about their business is what it looked like to me
and I was pondering the business I just gave up to come witness this
Scene *laughs*

Then I notice, Rob isn't Stressed...

He's PISSED.

Way Pissed *sigh*  At ME.

Okay, thinks I, I can dig this.  Don't matter what I say think or do,
because he's right.

*shrugs* an' we've all been there, Me, You... when yer Pissed, Yer Right
*laughs* right?

I blew him off this morning by not coming in, an' that was the Straw in
a series of events, ya know?   some events directly related to Me, some
not even Remotely related ta me, but all breakin' loose NOW *sigh*

I have Never seen him Pissed Off... never THIS pissed off.

he didn't say One Word.  to me, to Nathan, to the wall... total silence
*shudders*

*sigh*

Rob took the evening off for some Time of his own.  I buttoned up shop
and came home, put a pizza in the oven and opened my email, read it,
replied to some...

burnt the pizza to a crisp *laughs*

My Timing Sucks *sigh*

I gotta go
Torbjon

 Subject:
        LazyTrust
   Date:
        Mon, 30 Aug 1999 19:52:10 -0800
 

So, BaitBoy Blew It.

Big Time *sigh*

Too bad too, he was okay, but I take some things Very Seriously

Truth, Trust, Honor, Fealty, these aren't just hard words *laughs*

They are a Way Of Life *shrugs*

I sent BaitBoy some confidential information via email and the asshole
forwarded it around the island *laughs*

*sigh*

he also slandered me

Now, admittedly, I lead you all to false conclusions ALLA the time
*giggles* tha's me job, tell the Truth, and just enough of it ta make it
interesting if YOU fill in the gaps from your own perverted little minds
*Laughs!*

But I DON'T slander.  *sigh* Ever.  If I didn't SEE so and so do such
and such with me own eyes I don't report it *shrugs*

Like Raul, fer instance.... remember Raul?  THE Glazemaster??  Well,
he's been in the News here this summer, Big Time *sigh*   But have you
heard much about him from Me??

Some stories here and there, but nothing too drastic, yes?  Just what I
SAW.  Just the things Raul himself told me... not the rumors Whitey or
BaitBoy tell me... I can't verify those.  that is hearsay.  an' if it's
Wrong, it's Slander.

*sigh*

So yesterday I git ta work, I have a meeting with Whitey and tell him
sorta why I was late, and likened the frustration of the Scene to 'half
a blow job'... can anybody out there relate to that?  know the Pain I'm
talkin' 'bout?? to be So Totally Turned On, and then *BAMF!* over. done.
gone. end. No More. *sigh*  the Physical Ache is something that you
can't solve by yourself no matter How Hard You Try *laughs* *sigh* TWICE
this summer... *grrrrrrrr!* *laughs* *dreamy* but it Was Twice...
*grrrr* (godamed Zen bullshit! *giggles*)

 Anyway

Whitey misreports our conversation to BaitBoy who twists it Even More
because he's a Freek.

BaitBoy, being a bored Bozo, picks up the phone in the ice shack and
CALLS MY FUCKING HOUSE and talks into my answering machine(which like,
broadcasts it into the house) "Turbo, I heard you got a blow job.  Who
was the guy?" *laughs*

nice joke but she happened to still Be In My House at the time *sigh*

I REALLY don't want to slip back into the Trust No One mode, but I can
*shrugs* it ain't hard ta do... pretty Easy ta be an asshole, actually
*smirks*  just look around you *laughs*

I gotta go
Torbjon

     Subject:
            Re: LazyTrust**
       Date:
            Mon, 30 Aug 1999 23:10:03 -0800

> Turbo,
> You are full of SHIT.  Your E-Mail was not marked confidential.
>
> C.

*Bursts Out Laughing!!*

Yer Right. There was no hush hush lable on it, huh?
*bows*
Game set and match.
Karma restored.