In Case You've Wondered

My blog is where my wandering thoughts are interspersed with stuff I made up. So, if while reading you find yourself confused about the context, don't feel alone. I get confused, too.

If you're here for the stories, I started another blog: scratchingforchange.blogspot.com

One other thing: sometimes I write words you refuse to use in front of children, or polite company, unless you have a flat tire, or hit your thumb with a hammer.

I don't use them to offend; I use them to embellish.

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Thursday, February 12, 2015

Silliness and the Costs

We started a project, which involves a substantial amount of sidewalk. Included in this sidewalk is the removal of several drives; including commercial drives. Why? because the cross slope is a tad off from 2% and is unacceptable for ADA compliance.

What is a 2% cross slope? That's about a 1/4 inch per foot. With a typical sidewalk, that's about a difference of 2 inches in elevation. That's the arbitrary number set by the Feds, and it's beyond negotiation.

Is this reasonable? Probably not, but the bureaucrats had something to sink their teeth into, and they're like pit bulls with a pound of bacon. The differences of many drives are negligible, but that 1/8 inch difference determines whether government highway funds are granted, or withheld.

The costs? I have no idea, but with the millions I've seen wasted, I can only assume the nationwide costs are in the billions; if not hundreds of billions.

Why is this money so necessary? For wheelchairs. I might be wrong, but for the waste I've seen, they could have bought anyone in a wheelchair a special van, hired a chauffeur, and paid for them for life.

And they wonder why everyone is so pissed.

Monday, February 9, 2015

Food Measuring

I despise the idea of food calorie measurement. Weight control is an easy task: If you eat too much, you get fat. If you eat too less, you get skinny.

I don't measure food. I eat what I want, watch my weight, and adjust accordingly. I don't figure ounces, count calories, or try to figure out such bizarre measurements, like a slice of bacon.

How thin of a slice? How much lean? How much fat? What brand? Smoked, cured, or not?

I'm sure there's some pogue sitting at a desk, determining such nonsense, and sending nasty letters to food producers, when the measurements don't fit some arbitrary quantity decided by a bureaucrat.

My solution to such things is to fire all of them, give everyone a tax break, and anyone that wants to watch their weight cans spend their own money on such horseshit.

Bleh!

Thursday, February 5, 2015

Anchor Fibs

Brian Williams doesn't tell the truth. For those that support NBC News: Where do you find the line between fact and fiction? Can you ever watch their news broadcast again, and not feel you might be given fiction, instead of facts?

Monday, February 2, 2015

Changing Meanings

Aretha Franklin sang a song "You Make Me Feel Like a Natural Woman". It had a good meaning. A testament to how a relationship made her "natural", which was an admirable quality; a woman with exceptional character brought on by love.

Now, it means she doesn't shave her armpits.

Bleh!

Rude Awakening

The Department of Homeland Security has been illegally issuing work permits since 2009. I know many are thinking: "This is more of the same crap, and there's nothing that can be done.", but you''re wrong. Sooner or later, an individual will be charged with a crime; probably the dumbest rock in the box at a lower level, but they'll find they have no protection from the President asking them to break the law. After the prosecutions start, the feeding frenzy for "wannabee" U.S attorneys will bloody the water all over the nation.

It will be a rude awakening for many bureaucrats. They deserve their fate, and I hope it hurts.