Going to see the doctor

Because she won’t write for Allopurinol or Aciphex anymore, without seeing me.

Both are pretty innocuous drugs, as they go, and I’d like to think she’s seeing me out of concern for my health, but well worn cynicism compels me to think not.

This is the doctor I told about muscle stiffness in my arm and chest and the next thing I knew, I was having an angiogram. Nobody ever looked at my chest, or arm, or anything. Trouble is, this is the best of a bad lot. Gah. I wish I could find anyone who was as good a GP as Dr Molenaar is an optometrist. Wish me luck!

Nope, I’m not doing it.

I’m not taking out the snowblower any more, and that’s that. I’m sick to death of it, and I’m not gonna fire it up unless there are at least eight inches of snow.

Winter may now be over. I’ve had enough. Sheesh.

Choppers!!!

Again, in reference to Manufacturing Week I attended this tuesday; Yeah, nothing says Excellence in Manufacturing like a hot, expensive MOTORCYCLE.
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Yeah, it brings people around, yeah, it makes a splash, but does it have anything to do with what you’re trying to sell? I think not.

Now, I use SolidWorks, and it’s an awesome design package. Hell, I’m trying to get it to be standardized companywide. Do I get a motorcycle for this? No. Should I? No.

And while we’re on the subject:

Orange County Choppers? Yeah, right.

Look, give me a huge supply of comped tools, a big workshop, a film crew, a big budget, and a high profile customer, as well as suppliers anxious to give me shit to see their brand on TV? Man, I bet I could build a chopper. No, I’m not saying the show isn’t fun to watch, on the few occasions I’ve caught it, I’m not saying they don’t do a nice job; but seriously. This isn’t anything like the real world.
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