ouch again

My feet are in such pain as I get out of bed, I have no idea how I’ll survive the day- but I will. Great day yesterday, and I look for a great day today. If I make it out alive.

Trade Show!

IMTS begins in eight hours. Yeah, welcome to insomniac theater, I’m up and around because I’m in some pain, but also because I was unable to post earlier- no power till around midnight.

Anyway: the last bastion of serious machine tool hucksterism will begin soon. Billions of dollars are being spent, some of them as I type, and when the last crate is packed up some two weeks hence, trillions of dollars worth of business will have been conducted.

But, of course, the economy blows chunks, and it’s all W’s fault.

I’ll make snide comments from my cellphone on this post through the day. My dogs are barking and this has not yet begun.

Lest anyone think otherwise, i love the manuacturing industry, and the people I work for/with are the very best IN that industry. And the heartache of the show is ALWAYS worth the effort, because of the people you meet and the results. It’s just SUCH a drag while it’s happening.

Had to ban several assholes

and their IP’s so if you cannot comment, please by all means email me at mhardig at aol dot com. I’ll try to resolve the issue as quickly as possible.

In the meantime, go read this story by Dick, who takes care of business in a way only a graduate of Mrs Benning’s school for wayward boys could. Also: this story by Tammi deserves your attention. Go see if you can assist, or failing that, send her your thoughts and prayers.

Finally, today, go send your condolences to M. Alger and his lady, who have lost a treasured friend. While less of a fan of cats than say, of Al Quaeda, I know what it’s like to lose a friend, and I am sorry for their loss.

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