A little too much travel, let's move a few linkage pins around...
Much better
And if you recall the fence damage..
Not pretty, but hopefully functional
Sunday, January 30, 2011
Friday, January 21, 2011
Last night's entertainment
Our Xmas present to my BIL & SIL.
As my BIL observed "They don't have this were we live"
Both pictures are of the same individual. At the end they introduced people and where they were from. This is Kevin. Kevin's from New Mexico. It occurred to me that if New Mexico had Lion fish, this is what they would look like.
Click to enlarge (If you dare!)
As my BIL observed "They don't have this were we live"
Both pictures are of the same individual. At the end they introduced people and where they were from. This is Kevin. Kevin's from New Mexico. It occurred to me that if New Mexico had Lion fish, this is what they would look like.
Click to enlarge (If you dare!)
Thursday, January 13, 2011
Wednesday, January 12, 2011
New follower and another old story
Came across http://firefighterparamedicstories.blogspot.com/ the other day, and his posts keep reminding me of old stories, so here's one.
A few months after my "department of origin" was merged into a larger county department, I was put "on the route" which means I had no permanent station, and drifted from station to station to fill in as needed. This was mostly not a happy time. Almost always I was at the station for a full 24 hour shift, but occasionally I had to commute.
One particular day, I got sent midday from a busy 2 company station to a slow 1 company station for 12 hours, returning to the first about 11pm as an extra person. The only bed open for me was the only bed that was in it's own room with a door no less! Atypically for this station I had a nice uninterrupted sleep. The next morning I went out the apparatus floor and noticed the truck I was assigned to was dripping. It had rained after I returned the night before. This is not good, and when I went into the dayroom I was greeting with lots of smiles and "Hey Sunshine! Sleep well?"
For the first and only time in my career I had slept through a call.
A few months after my "department of origin" was merged into a larger county department, I was put "on the route" which means I had no permanent station, and drifted from station to station to fill in as needed. This was mostly not a happy time. Almost always I was at the station for a full 24 hour shift, but occasionally I had to commute.
One particular day, I got sent midday from a busy 2 company station to a slow 1 company station for 12 hours, returning to the first about 11pm as an extra person. The only bed open for me was the only bed that was in it's own room with a door no less! Atypically for this station I had a nice uninterrupted sleep. The next morning I went out the apparatus floor and noticed the truck I was assigned to was dripping. It had rained after I returned the night before. This is not good, and when I went into the dayroom I was greeting with lots of smiles and "Hey Sunshine! Sleep well?"
For the first and only time in my career I had slept through a call.
Saturday, January 08, 2011
Ku Klux Kacti
Every time there's a Kold night predicted, these guys show up. At least they're quiet, but they do have prickly personalities.
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