A good idea

I have started hording the little shampoo bottles from the hotels I stay in. This might sound a little weird at first, but I swear there is method to the madness. No it is not so I can accumulate a lifetime supply of free shampoo, it really has nothing to do with the shampoo. The little 1 oz. bottles are perfect for camping. Ever wanted to bring that meal that required oil or butter but didnt want to bring a jug of olive oil along? Well, now that I have 50,000 one oz. plastic bottles, I can bring along 50,000 oz. of whatever! They also make good light weight spice holders, can be refilled for travel shampoo holders, pill bottles, I mean, what cant you use them for really? They are so useful! I am a genious!

Work Stress

I now know what work stress is all about. I went to sleep last night a little curious as to why my daily seeding records were a little wonky, but didnt think about it too much. When I got to the warehouse to pick the seed for the day, I found that there was 62 bags of seed left. I was expecting 38. 62-38= a surplus of 24. each bag of seed being several thousand dollars, that is an expensive fucking mistake! So I promptly began to freak out and try to figure out what went wrong. Now I am no math whiz, but I was fairly confidant in the basic addition and subtraction and multiplication that the job had required so far. After spending 2 hours recalulating EVERYTHING I had done on EVERY day the last week and a half, I couldnt find the error. I felt like I was taking crazy pills! So I started trying to figure out a way to explain this to my boss and the people who were paying for this all. In a really basic little calculation, I found the error I had been hunting for; and it wasn't even my fault! Hurrah!!! My boss had given us some wrong percentages on the first day in plan for the while project. It was his $30,000 mistake! Hah! So now I get to call my new boss nad let him know he FUCKED UP (though probably in slightly more diplomatic terms).
What a day. I need a drink. PBR, you mah only friend!

PS, Greg finally jumped on the bandwagon and got a blog.

What I find on shoulders

I have been in Idaho this week (and will be next week too) working on a UAP roadside reseeding project. Unfortunately, the roadside is 4 lanes of 75+ mph traffic along I-84 east of Boise. Lovely. I have only had one near death experience so far, and am only half way through the 2 week project. I have found that truckers are generally the most considerate drivers on the road, while the general public can't follow construction signs at all. While working extensively on the shoulders I have found a porno, numerous soda bottles of urine (that pop when the seed drills run over them), some hand tools, but the most disturbing thing by far is the number of bolts, and other small yet important parts of the vehicles we drive every day. With the amount of fastening devices lost by the motoring public, it is a wonder engines don't just drop out of cars more frequently.
Living out of a hotel room all by oneself is quite lonely really. I am not in any one place long enough to find a groove that fits me, so I just hang out and try to not get fat by doing situps. I feel like I am in fight club, with all the single serving crap around me. Anyway, I'll be back for a while and then I am off to New Mexico for a month. Not quite sure where in NM but I'll let you know. Oh, and if you want to go climb Epinephrine in Red Rocks, I have to drop off a trailer in Vegas on the way down and am looking for a climbing partner around the 7th or 8th of october.

To

Today I died a little inside. On my first day of work in Hood River I watched my boss report a grow operation we found in a persons front yard while going house to house. We were telling neighbors not to worry about the helicopter that would be flying around their houses next week and the first house we started at had several healthy plants growing in a nice little garden with other veggies. I had to play dumb and then laugh at the pothead jokes for the next hour. Granted I can understand why he hates pot farmers (he was shot at several years ago after stumbling on another larger grow) but was it really necessary to call this personal use stash in? I am at serious odds with my boss, but he doesn't know it yet... Other than that, I found out i am going to Idaho this saturday for 2 weeks, then to Zion for a week, then straight to New Mexico for 3 weeks. Hopefully tat will be all the travel until spring; then it starts up again. I am realizing this job is going to give me lots of $ but no time to spend it. Quite the little catch-22.