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Hi! I'm Back. How was your week? I hope you were able to accomplish some of the things you intended and are ready to relax and enjoy the weekend as I am. Beautiful weekend it is - supposed to be 80 degrees tomorrow.
I'm almost finished updating my portion of the Driver Handbook. So much has changed since it was last done. Instructions to re-write, updated forms, it's the last big project and I'll be extremely ready to start a new school year.
Today I 'built' 8 skyscrapers, no wonder I'm tired, two were brick. A city jail, somber and grey with bars on the windows and a red beacon on top. One with green windows on top in honor of my daughter, Monica, who used to work in one just like it in Seattle. Actually I built them with paint on the wall mural in the drivers lounge entryway.
Permit me to sidetrack for a moment. Monica worked at Smith, Barney, Shearson Investment Brokers. It is a gorgeous building, inside and out, and we met her for lunch one beautiful afternoon. While walking down the stairs, inside the building, I was admiring the beautiful artwork hanging in niches adjacent to the stairway. As we descended further a large abstract painting caught my eye. It was highly textured and I stopped to examine the deep swirls and high ridges created by the artist's palette knife. They were rendered in bright, warm varying hues of red, orange and yellow. I leaned closer to get a better look and then I saw it - a Cheeto, laying in one of the yellow curves, so close in color as to be nearly undetectable. I thought "Finally, elevated to it's proper position of importance! By an artist with good taste!" (I'm currently looking for my second one!)
Back to the city, my husband calls it "McCartyville" in honor of my boss Mr. Ville - oh, sorry, McCarty. Hmmmmm! Maybe a sign saying "Welcome to McCartyville!" and as Garrison Keillor would say "Where all the women are good looking, all the men are intelligent and all the children are above average!"
There's an American flag flying on the green windowed building, a dish on top of another, several rooftop gardens with trees and bushes. The buildings are set in place with bushes and grass at the bottom and several trees have been painted. The housing development is 'under construction', houses based in beige, blue, grey and cream colors. On the property between the skyscrapers and road I plan to have a construction site with a bulldozer, dumptruck, crane, asphalt roller, men with shovels, plans and doing various chores (no butt cracks allowed) An engineer or two with tripod, of course piles of dirt and torn up roadway, construction cones and signs saying "Fines Double In Construction Zones."
Plan to have it done by next Wednesday so I can concentrate on the schoolhouse, playground equipment, kids at the bus top and finishing touches. I bought a metal table that looks rather old and antique that goes well with the metal umbrella stand, a trendy dried arrangement will look great on it. Im looking for a bookcase and small bench. Once I get the baseboards scrubbed (vinyl) the place will look quite 'uptown'.
Didn't feel much like painting a couple of days ago but I did finish the foliage on the trees by the barn, some with apples and some on the ground. I highlighted the fence surrounding the barnyard, put in some more bushes here and there and gave the school bus another coat of 'schoolbus yellow.' The roadway looks great with the striping down the middle. I might even paint myself in the window of one of the buildings (a dot with brown hair). Because of my love of detail, Ed, the custodian was teasing me and said to a co-worker "like the worm she painted coming out of the apple, did you see the smile on his face?"
Here's a poem I wrote about our hard working mechanics. They're a great bunch of guys and do a very important and excellent job.
God bless.
Later
Carol
YOU CAN COUNT ON THE GUYS!!!
Transportation Mechanics
By Carol Glitschka, 9/97
SLOW LEAKING TIRES, SLIT, FLAT OR BLOWN,
BRAKES THAT SQUEAL, SMOKE OR MOAN
BENT METAL EDGES THAT STICK OUT AND CUT
TIGHT SPACES FOR DROPPING A SCREW OR A NUT.
WIPERS WON’T WORK, CAN’T DRIVE IN THE RAIN
TROUBLE SHOOTING THE PROBLEM IS REALLY A PAIN,
WORKING ON MOTORS WITH RATTLES AND PINGS
ON TOP OF IT ALL YOU HAVE FAULTY “O” RINGS!
WHAT ELSE CAN GO WRONG THAT YOU’LL NEED TO FIX
EVERY DAY IS ANOTHER MECHANICAL MIX,
LAYING UNDER THE BUS, ON THE CREEPER, IS OLD
THE WEATHER IS WET AND AGAIN TURNING COLD.
YOU CHECK HOSES AND NOZZLES WITHOUT ANY THANKS
AND FILL TO THE BRIM THOSE UNDERGROUND TANKS.
MAKING SURE THAT THE DIESEL IS THERE WHEN NEEDED
SHOWING THAT COMPUTERIZED PRINT-OUTS WERE HEEDED.
WORK ORDERS FROM DRIVERS TO KEEP YOU INVOLVED
CHECKING AND TESTING TILL PROBLEMS ARE SOLVED.
ANOTHER FULL YEAR TO TINKER AND TOIL
BRAKE ADJUSTMENTS DUE AND CHANGING OF OIL.
GOOD THING THAT YOU’RE HERE TO PERFORM ALL THAT STUFF
TO KEEP BUSES REPAIRED - WE DON’T KNOW ENOUGH.
MECHANICS TO THE RESCUE MAKING ROAD CALLS
QUICK AND EFFICIENT IN BLUE OVERALLS!!
YOU'RE WORKING WITH FUMES, DIRT GREASE AND GRIME.
IN SUMMER IT'S HOT, WINTER YOU FREEZE.
WE NEED YOU TO DO THE JOB THAT YOU DO
THE THANKS YOU DESERVE IS LONG OVERDUE.
I'm almost finished updating my portion of the Driver Handbook. So much has changed since it was last done. Instructions to re-write, updated forms, it's the last big project and I'll be extremely ready to start a new school year.
Today I 'built' 8 skyscrapers, no wonder I'm tired, two were brick. A city jail, somber and grey with bars on the windows and a red beacon on top. One with green windows on top in honor of my daughter, Monica, who used to work in one just like it in Seattle. Actually I built them with paint on the wall mural in the drivers lounge entryway.
Permit me to sidetrack for a moment. Monica worked at Smith, Barney, Shearson Investment Brokers. It is a gorgeous building, inside and out, and we met her for lunch one beautiful afternoon. While walking down the stairs, inside the building, I was admiring the beautiful artwork hanging in niches adjacent to the stairway. As we descended further a large abstract painting caught my eye. It was highly textured and I stopped to examine the deep swirls and high ridges created by the artist's palette knife. They were rendered in bright, warm varying hues of red, orange and yellow. I leaned closer to get a better look and then I saw it - a Cheeto, laying in one of the yellow curves, so close in color as to be nearly undetectable. I thought "Finally, elevated to it's proper position of importance! By an artist with good taste!" (I'm currently looking for my second one!)
Back to the city, my husband calls it "McCartyville" in honor of my boss Mr. Ville - oh, sorry, McCarty. Hmmmmm! Maybe a sign saying "Welcome to McCartyville!" and as Garrison Keillor would say "Where all the women are good looking, all the men are intelligent and all the children are above average!"
There's an American flag flying on the green windowed building, a dish on top of another, several rooftop gardens with trees and bushes. The buildings are set in place with bushes and grass at the bottom and several trees have been painted. The housing development is 'under construction', houses based in beige, blue, grey and cream colors. On the property between the skyscrapers and road I plan to have a construction site with a bulldozer, dumptruck, crane, asphalt roller, men with shovels, plans and doing various chores (no butt cracks allowed) An engineer or two with tripod, of course piles of dirt and torn up roadway, construction cones and signs saying "Fines Double In Construction Zones."
Plan to have it done by next Wednesday so I can concentrate on the schoolhouse, playground equipment, kids at the bus top and finishing touches. I bought a metal table that looks rather old and antique that goes well with the metal umbrella stand, a trendy dried arrangement will look great on it. Im looking for a bookcase and small bench. Once I get the baseboards scrubbed (vinyl) the place will look quite 'uptown'.
Didn't feel much like painting a couple of days ago but I did finish the foliage on the trees by the barn, some with apples and some on the ground. I highlighted the fence surrounding the barnyard, put in some more bushes here and there and gave the school bus another coat of 'schoolbus yellow.' The roadway looks great with the striping down the middle. I might even paint myself in the window of one of the buildings (a dot with brown hair). Because of my love of detail, Ed, the custodian was teasing me and said to a co-worker "like the worm she painted coming out of the apple, did you see the smile on his face?"
Here's a poem I wrote about our hard working mechanics. They're a great bunch of guys and do a very important and excellent job.
God bless.
Later
Carol
YOU CAN COUNT ON THE GUYS!!!
Transportation Mechanics
By Carol Glitschka, 9/97
SLOW LEAKING TIRES, SLIT, FLAT OR BLOWN,
BRAKES THAT SQUEAL, SMOKE OR MOAN
BENT METAL EDGES THAT STICK OUT AND CUT
TIGHT SPACES FOR DROPPING A SCREW OR A NUT.
WIPERS WON’T WORK, CAN’T DRIVE IN THE RAIN
TROUBLE SHOOTING THE PROBLEM IS REALLY A PAIN,
WORKING ON MOTORS WITH RATTLES AND PINGS
ON TOP OF IT ALL YOU HAVE FAULTY “O” RINGS!
WHAT ELSE CAN GO WRONG THAT YOU’LL NEED TO FIX
EVERY DAY IS ANOTHER MECHANICAL MIX,
LAYING UNDER THE BUS, ON THE CREEPER, IS OLD
THE WEATHER IS WET AND AGAIN TURNING COLD.
YOU CHECK HOSES AND NOZZLES WITHOUT ANY THANKS
AND FILL TO THE BRIM THOSE UNDERGROUND TANKS.
MAKING SURE THAT THE DIESEL IS THERE WHEN NEEDED
SHOWING THAT COMPUTERIZED PRINT-OUTS WERE HEEDED.
WORK ORDERS FROM DRIVERS TO KEEP YOU INVOLVED
CHECKING AND TESTING TILL PROBLEMS ARE SOLVED.
ANOTHER FULL YEAR TO TINKER AND TOIL
BRAKE ADJUSTMENTS DUE AND CHANGING OF OIL.
GOOD THING THAT YOU’RE HERE TO PERFORM ALL THAT STUFF
TO KEEP BUSES REPAIRED - WE DON’T KNOW ENOUGH.
MECHANICS TO THE RESCUE MAKING ROAD CALLS
QUICK AND EFFICIENT IN BLUE OVERALLS!!
YOU'RE WORKING WITH FUMES, DIRT GREASE AND GRIME.
IN SUMMER IT'S HOT, WINTER YOU FREEZE.
WE NEED YOU TO DO THE JOB THAT YOU DO
THE THANKS YOU DESERVE IS LONG OVERDUE.
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