Category Archives: Observations

No Rest on the Seventh Day, but I am not Complaining

Sunday:

Lets see, up at 5:15 am, get dressed, drive down to the Arkansas River. Run six miles with Burt and Jeff from church. Drink coffee at Starbucks until 8.

Drive home, get dressed, we missed church today but Sweetie is teaching 4 year olds and I’m helping her so we all load up and go to church anyway. SuperPizzaBoy goes to his Sunday School with his buddy.

Sweetie and I go to see the 4 year olds. Not enough adult help (2 deep adult leadership for child and adult safety, married couples don’t count!) so we had to combine with another class. Take to big group and then since so many kids they play on the playground.

SPB’s new bed is in at the furniture store. So I drive up there with the truck (sneak in a geocache on the way.) Pick the stuff up, take back to the house.

SPB’s kid furniture needs to go!

His old ceiling fan needs to go also

New one, more masculine, needs to go in.

Turns out that taking down the old ceiling fan and putting in the new one is what soaks up the hours.

SPB’s new bed frame is maple, snaps together!

Sweetie finishes it off, SPB is pretty happy with it.

Time for a Chipotle’s burrito and a malted beverage.

Not very much rest today but all in all a day well spent and satisfying.

Half Day Off

Yesterday I took a half day off and played a round of golf with some coworkers.

Above, note the equipment. The finest irons on the generic market of 1988. The best $19.95 driver and 3 wood Sam’s had in 1991, and a wonderful $7.50 Walmart putter from 1992. Nothing but the best for me. Sweetie got me the golf bag a few years ago, its the best item of equipment I have, next to my lucky SpongeBob SquarePants golf balls.

BTW – I still love that license plate!

My coworkers. We had a great time.

The weather was warm, humid, and sunny. Wonderful.
Signature hole. I wonder if they would let me hide a geocache there?

We played some golf, we drank some malted beverages, a couple of us made some great shots, some of us made some horrible shots, but we all had a great time.

How did I do? What do you mean? I played golf during working hours so I did great!

Oh, you mean what was my score?

OK, I shot a 64 – pretty good uh?

and

a 62 on the back 9!

Shame on the United Brotherhood of Carpenters Local 943

Driving to work after my morning run earlier this week I saw the above sign. David Hannagan is the president of a non-union contractor, Green Country Interiors. The sign is courtesy of the Tulsa Local 943 of the United Brotherhood of Carpenters. As discussed earlier and as reported by the Tulsa World the union is using homeless people to do the picketing for them. I don’t know if they are using homeless people because real carpenters cannot be bothered or are too busy or some other reason.

The thing about the sign above is that it is not located at a construction site or a business. It is located at the entrance to Mr. Hannagan’s subdivision in south Tulsa.

I think that is wrong. They may have the legal right to do that, sure. But that doesn’t mean that they should do it.

I get it, we have free speech and picketing as a means of protest has a long history in this country. But don’t take it to somebody’s home! Especially with homeless stand ins who stand to gain nothing from this tactic.

I think this “Shaming” campaign may backfire on the union big time. After the truth came out in paper I have not found anybody sympathetic to the union’s cause.

A Better Day

This Sunday I helped Sweetie teach the four year olds at Church. The lesson was on Moses parting the Red Sea. It was fun, while the kids were at “Big Group” I put a couple of blue tablecloths over two rows of chairs and taped up some “fish.” So when they came back they got to see what the parting of the sea looked like.

Kids are a lot easier to please than adults. You just sell the story, pass out crayons, round up the stranglers, keep the peace, and hand out the snacks. They are happy. Plus four year olds will believe whatever you thell them.

Torture – Why Are We Debating if it is Justified?

There has been a lot of news and discussion about torture in the news lately. President Obama released some torture memos recently that shocked many people. You can read them here.

Pretty grim stuff, suits in Washington providing legal cover for torturing prisoners held in in secret prisons overseas. Basically they were saying that we just declare that the prisoners are not subject to the protections of the Geneva Convention. Also, we don’t call it torture, call it “Enhanced interrogation techniques.” That doesn’t sound so bad does it. What the memos also say is that Americans taken prisoner in those same areas would not be subject to the same protections. Hey, that’s not the suits problem though, they aren’t going anywhere near the war zones.

The American torture method of choice is waterboarding. I’ve had people tell me that it isn’t that big a deal. You can read about it here. It sounds absolutely awful to me. The CIA was using a proven torture technique, endorsed by the Spainish Inquisition and the Khmer Rouge among others.

Now, a big question is, “Does it work?” That is where things get a little fuzzy. You Google that, and there is all sorts of information out there. The politicians and political appointees during the Bush Administration seem to insist that it does work and that all sorts of attacks were prevented by its use. The experts in intelligence are much less definite about it. This seems to be a fairly balanced article about it. The consensus is that waterboarding makes people talk. They will tell you anything, even if they don’t know anything about the subject.

It turns out that the use of official torture methods was more widespread than what the Bush Administration claimed publicly. For example Abu Zubaydah, who the Administration claimed was waterboarded for only 35 seconds total, was actually waterboarded 83 times. Also, he did not give up any more information than he did before the torture started. I’m not trying to generate sympathy for these thugs. They deserve far more punishment than what we can give to them, but torture?

Now on top of this comes a report from the Pew Research Center on the religious dimensions of the torture debate. They surveyed a cross sample of the American population on attitudes toward torture with startling results.


It looks like the more religious a person is, the more likely they are to support the use of torture. People who are unaffiiliated with a religion, are the least likely to support torture. I find this incredible. Where have we Christians gone wrong? Is Christianity just a matter of going to Church, tithing, and reading your Bible? Is there anything else to it?

Why are we even having a debate on whether torture is wrong? I always thought that the United States of America was special. We had a higher standard than other countries. We stood for what’s right. Are we special? What do you think?

Road Trip – Kansas

Last Thursday coworker Dave and I went on a road trip to Kansas. We needed to talk to some of our field guys up there plus go to an energy industry meeting. I love going to Kansas. It is very scenic (yep, I think so, really), and the residents take great pride in their state. Regulatory wise in my industry it is a little more restrictive than what I’m used to so sometimes I irritate our Kansas based employees by calling it “The Peoples Republic of Kansas.” But I’m just kidding, they know that.

Dave and I each had new navigation systems. Same manufacturer, different models. We had to check them out so we used both. Let me tell you, you don’t want to go to Kansas without a backup GPS.

We took the back roads. We went through Sharon, Kansas. Home of Martine Mcbride. We happened to run into her. She let us take her picture. Very pretty lady with a great voice. Still runs around the praire barefoot.

We also went through Medicine Lodge, Kansas. Home of Carrie A. Nation. She’s deceased so we didn’t see her. At the cocktail party we went to that night though I led several toasts to her memory.

You know, if she took those glasses off and set that hatchet down she wouldn’t look that bad.

Spent the night in Pratt, Kansas very neat tidy midwestern town. Brick streets, all that good stuff. They have their Miss Kansas pageant there. Several have won the Miss America pageant. I don’t think Carrie would have won. Smashing whiskey bottles isn’t much of a talent, and the bathing suit segment would have been a problem for her.

After our meetings, dinner, and cocktail party I went geocaching. There a couple dozen caches in Pratt. I did not find a one. Made a bad decision on the route to them (I walked) by the time I got in the vicinity it was way dark. I had a great walk though. About seven miles all told. Most of it was out in the country.
Sweetie doesn’t like it when I going exploring on foot, especially late at night. But I see great stuff that I wouldn’t see sitting in a motel room. Like this sunset.

Or this house. Sorry for the blurriness. I didn’t have a tripod.

Pratt has a park called Lemon Park. Great lighted walking trails that meander all over the place. 10 PM and there were all sorts of people walking their dogs and walking together, I loved it. Not a hint of the creep factor that one sees sometimes in parks late at night.

Next day, time to head back to T town. Dave and I loaded up on Fat Tire Beer. (I mean we bought a couple cases of it, not go on a drinking binge.) Cannot get it in Oklahoma because of our strange liquor laws.

Rejuvenated Rear End

I’m still higher than a kite about my new license plate number 666BOI. I was so excited I decided to the truck repaired. You see about three years ago I got rear ended by a male nurse on the BA Expressway. (I know ha ha ha, har har har, you all are so darn funny, I’ve heard it all….) and my truck got damaged. I settled with his insurance company and got a check to fix it and never did.

In the meantime I got two cracks on the windshield, both of them eventually spread across the width of the glass.

Well, I can’t have the best license plate in the country be attached to a truck with a rear end that needed fixed. (Again, ha ha ha…. enough). So I took it in to get both the bumper and the windshield fixed.

Before,

After

Have you ever seen a rear end that was so smooth and wrinkle free?

Yogi is Grumpy at the City of Tulsa.

My blogging friend Baloney is miffed and I’m pissed and getting quite grumpy. The problem you see is that Tulsa Parks is considering dropping the DDA Day Camp for Special Needs Kids this summer. Last year was SuperPizzaBoy’s first year in the camp and he had a lot of fun. The kids went swimming, bowling, and all sorts of other things.

The city provided trained people to make sure that all the kids participated and were safe.

The link to the Tulsa World article on the matter is here.

I don’t blame the Tulsa Parks people at all. SPB and I have met some of those folks through our geocaching hobby and they all have a heart for what they do and generally go above and beyond the call of duty. They are very hard working people.

The City is using doublespeak to describe the situation. “… the primary reason for discontinuing the camp was to include special needs children in other programs.” Excuse me folks, any children present? That is a bunch of bullcorn!! I’m sorry. I find it a very cynical use of language to justify the action. I resent it a lot.

According to the City spokesman, this is the only summer day camp that has been cut from the schedule. They do however “hope” that the kids will be able to participate in the other camps this summer. Gee, I hope so also.

Now we are taxpayers and we know that city tax receipts are down and everybody has to tighten their belt but why is the DDA camp the only camp cut? And the only alternative is “hope.”

We have a little disconnect here. Many special needs kids cannot be left to their own devices. Either they stay internal and don’t participate, or they drift off from the group, or they get frustrated and mad and act out towards the staff or fellow kids, or they get picked on, bullied, and attacked by the other kids. Many parents, have tried just dropping their kids off at some program and hope for the best. This doesn’t work too well generally for anybody involved.

For example, I have seen our son, SPB, punched in the gut and hit in the face by other children at our son’s Sunday School class here in Tulsa. That is one reason Sweetie and I taught in our son’s class. So we can keep an eye on him. The church stepped up and provided adult “Buddy’s” for special needs children to the benefit of all concerned.

Anyways if you live in Tulsa and would like to help please call the Mayor’s Action Line at 596-2100. I talked to them a little bit ago and they do a very good job of registering your comments and are very pleasant, professional, and courteous.

Also contact your City Councilor. They have email. They will answer your emails, if your courteous. You can find who your councilor is and their email addresses here.

Tulsa Tea Party

A big party going on downtown in the Oilfield Capital of the World. A tea party. I’d never heard of such a thing but when I looked out the window at the crowd my coworkers had to tell me what was going on. Where have I been?

So I had to go check it out at lunch. Lots of signs, lots of nerdy looking people with cameras. A helicopter showed up. The photographers went crazy. I refused to join the crowd wasting electrons on a whirlybird a 1000 feet in the air. So I took a picture of this guy taking a picture. He has a lot better camera than I do. The speaker told everybody to wave at the helicopter, and they did!! Who’d have thought a bunch of free thinkers could be led so easily. Kind of worries me, how about you, you worried?

I don’t know what everybody is all bent out of shape about but the speaker kept on talking about taking back our nation, we are a nation of Christians…, yadayadayada badababadababa blah blah blah… No disrespect intended. I hate all political speeches. But I love politics, go figure. I was more into people watching. Then I switched to signs.

Its like everybody was just milling around waiting for something to happen. A couple coworkers came by and chatted. While we were talking every once in a while the crowd would cheer and clap and my friends would clap also. I asked them “Why you clapping. What did the guy say.” They said, “We didn’t hear him, we are justing supporting him.” I asked “Who is he?” They didn’t know. I guess I don’t get it.


I got bored. Time to get a hamburger!

The One Minute Engineer

Remember all the “One Minute” books way back when. The One Minute Manager, The One Minute Teacher, The One Minute Leader, The One Minute …. uh no.

Anyway, I never did see a book for the One Minute Engineer. So I decided to write one and did, it took me about a minute. Couldn’t get a publisher in the one minute I tried so I’m doing a one minute post. I have this information and I also have early onset so if I don’t get this out in one minute, its gone forever.

We are going to concentrate on Chemical Engineering! Wow, ok, ready, there are four lessons. Don’t worry, all four lessons take about a minute! This will be quick and it will change your life.

Lesson 1 – What you need to know is that any type of chemical facility, whether it is a refinery or a chemical plant consists of only two types of equipment (and of course interconnecting piping). These two types of equipment are: LRO’s and TST’s. We are done! Wow, review if you feel the need.

Lesson 2 – Notice the picture above. It is a LRO. LRO stands for Large Round Object. Got it? Need to go over that. OK! Great, you are doing wonderfully. Congratulations. These are very important for the proper functioning of any chemical facility. You are halfway done to a Chemical Engineering Education.

Lesson 3 -Now pay attention, we are stepping up here. The above equipment are TSTs. TST’s are Tall Shiny Things. Go ahead and repeat. These are also necessary for the proper and safe operation of a refinery or chemical plant or whatever else you want to build. OK, you are ready for the final lesson.

Lesson 4 – This is the wrap up, so pay attention. This is where all your hard work comes together. What you do to build a chemcal facility is arrange all your LROs and TSTs into a pleasing configuration. This is where all your design and composition skills come into play. Like above, the tension between the tall and skinny and the short and round against the cloudy sky. Cannot beat that. Oh yes, make sure that the guys and gals you hire to run the thing know how to connect the LRO’s and TST’s together.

We are not done! We have graduation. Below is your reward. Not a diploma, something better, a T shirt! Aren’t you glad you did this? I am. Thanks very much and I wish you much success in your new career.

Thanks Dave for the inspiration.