Mary Cate

Maybe they just expected the "believers" to believe that physical/chemical laws would be suspended in this instance and they could use any kind of light fixtures they wanted where ever they wanted. It was a "teaching practicing exercising believing opportunity".

That's probably also what they figured would happen with the ice on the roof thing. It's not an architectural flaw, it's the fear/unbelief in the hearts of all the lowly worker believer bees.

My dog peed on Camp Gunnison property. Does that cheer anyone up?

Well, maybe it should be a bonfire. Wouldn't want any humans or neurotic chihuahuas harmed by its hazards.

If the weather is decent I want to sleep outside under the stars. If not, I'll take a spot in Cabin 12.

Unless the commons is a hazard, couldn't we put it to some good use? It wasn't finished until after I left, so I have no special fondness for it. I just hate to see something useful go to waste.

Maybe we could turn it into a treatment center for neurotic chihuahuas. (I think to myself as I watch my chihuahua repeatedly trying to sneak up to her water dish and then jump back as she gets within one foot of it.)

UH,

Love that idea. We should also have REAL Christmas parties and plaster the word Christmas everywhere.

And we could have a GS Western Weenie Roast there during the first week of June.

Ex,

I am sure the TPW wrote all kinds of nasty things about me that ended up in my secret file. Like most of the other TWI bullies, if you stood up to them, they didn't have the spine or gonats to respond to your face. They did the whispering, notes in the file, behind your back crap.

I wonder if TJ's boys grew up to be just like him?

vicr uses all caps for werd. maybe it's a top secret acronym, perhaps a code used to signal the evil waygb or the martian sea monkey people. i am getting my coffee now... i will stop it....

Hi Ex,

TJ had just left Gunnison when I got there in rez. I think he had enough of me when he had to put up with me during ROA '84. He told me I didn't show enough "reverence" towards the Wierwille family and that he would make a phone call and have my assignment changed to going out WOW. (like that was a bad thing??) He didn't know what to say when I told him nothing would make me happier and I'd start working on getting my money together. Either he didn't make the phone call or whoever he called didn't answer because I spent my interim year with the D and W Wierwille household. The time I spent with D and W wasn't too bad.

TJ was at Emporia my last year in rez, but he never spoke to me for the couple of weeks I was there. I thought he'd look for the chance to make my life hell because I said a few other things to him during his stay at chez Wierwille that left him pezzed off and/or speechless. Not sure why he didn't. I think he was too preoccupied with cleaning up a Martindale mess. Weird happenings that year...

Mr. vicramsey,

What does WERD mean? Why won't you tell us?

I never even wanted the da-am drapes.

vicramsey,

Were you joking or serious?

Maybe you could tell me what bee leaving axion Juan would take if Juan were to pray for a tornado to not drop a house on Juan's local cult leader.

Bowtwi,

My chihuahua, Rosa, was potty trained when I adopted her. She is very funny and soo-o-o-o cute. She sleeps with me and loves to snuggle. When we drive, she sleeps on my lap for hours at a time. I wish I had a job where I could take her to work.

Tom,

Of course you scare me. ;)--> Do you think I should call Camp Gunnison and ask if they'd pray for red grapes?

Ummmm....

The red drapes for the dog house...

was a joke. Apparently a misunderstood one, and maybe a bad one. Maybe no one remembers the red drapes from PFAL.

If I really wanted red drapes, I would go to the store and get some.

I was up to late, bein' way too goofy and now I have to go and get that triple shot espresso so I can function at work.

Toodles....

Excuse me, but I think they have the word "re-search" mixed up with the word "re-cycle". Or would it be compost?

Since I still can't get to sleep (tomorrow's going to be a triple shot espresso morning) I'll just respond to myself again.

My dog doesn't really have a dog house. My house is her house which would mean if Way Boy's prayer worked, I'd have to live with the red drapes. I hate drapes of any color. I am much more of a plain wash and wear curtain type of person.

Oh, and when I was there, I had to see what it was like to talk to a devoted Corps or staff innie. After I did my driving up in the public lands, I drove up County Road 9 and stopped at the gatehouse. There was someone there manning the post. I asked a couple of questions about the camp without identifying myself as anything other than a tourist - an eccentric one at that. The guy started in on the Wayspeak. I was very pleased with myself to realize these people no longer frighten me, I just find them very annoying. I thanked the young man and told him that was nothing I was interested in and left.

In hindsight, I should have asked him if he would pray for my dog to get a dog house with red drapes. My dog, a 4 lb chihuahua, was all dressed up in her cute little western ensemble -denim jacket and miniature red bandanna. She was so cute and polite, how could he have refused?

When I was in Gunnison visiting a very good ex-Way friend, I took a drive by the camp (from the BLM side, of course). The place looked desserted. Do those people ever take advantage of the beautiful location they live in? When I was there on staff under the Strzxxx regime, he did his best to make sure no one rafted the river, rode the horses or did anything to enjoy the beauty of that place. I have often wondered why they don't just sell the place to someone who wants to use it to enjoy God's great outdoors rather than hole up in the buildings "studying the Word".

Any recent innies ever heard of them doing anything on the river? Do they still have the horses?

Wacky,

I told your joke at work today. It got some laughs. I roared when I first read it. It reminds me of my Irish grandmother's humor.

Praying for Mr. Dot.

Maybe you have already explored this, but is it possible for the lawyers to come to your husband to take the deposition? He didn't do anything wrong, somebody else screwed up. It will cost the company more in legal fees, because they'll have to pay lawyers etc. to go to your husband, but they got themselves into this expensive mess, your husband didn't. Mr. Dot doesn't need that kind of stress and potential for fatigue.

Praying for peace of mind, strength and health for both of you and that the lawyers and company will do the right thing quickly. And of course praying for the dogs. :)-->

Thanks for all of your prayers. I did recieve an apologetic email from young Mr. Mark this morning. I hope it was due to a softening of the heart affected by your prayers. I don't know for sure, it might just be an attempt to salvage a possible "contact in the industry that might be of future use" to him. I truly hope it is the former.

Yes, Dave, young Mark does appear to fit the mold that corporate America adores. I just wonder if anybody else finds him as painfully boring to listen to as I do. I hope this reality check gives him an inkling that he might not have life by the tail and that he has a lot to learn from the Rons of the world that were back at work today while he was home pondering how to get back on track with his master plan to rule the universe.

Praying for all of the Rons and Marks in the world... May the fortunate learn compassion and respect for all people, may the down trodden begin to comprehend their own gifts and relish their own value.

Praying for all of these folks. Praying that friends and neighbors can have the time and means to provide support and that something good can come from all of this tragedy.

Praying that surgery goes well and you mend quickly. I remember seeing a picture of your beautiful little daughter on one of these threads. What great medicine. Praying that her daddy is up and playing with her ASAP.

Praying for Janice and family - that she has no financial worries and has everything she could possibly need for physical comfort and mobility. Also that she has lots of people who love her, visit her and help her when she needs it.

I had to let an employee go today. He is a young kid two weeks out of college. In spite of repeated instructions, he couldn't seem to understand that my department wasn't going to start revolving around him because he thought he knew more than my seasoned staff.

I really feel for the kid. I have had to let other people go over the years, but this kid is so angry. He sent me a nasty email tonight and I responded as compassionately as possible, but I think he is one of those kids that is going to have to learn the hard way that just because he thinks he is special doesn't mean he is.

There had been a running personality conflict between this ambitious young man, Marc, and an older gentleman I had brought in from a production area on a temporary basis. This older gentleman, Ron, is the only person on my staff who does not have a minimum of a BS degree in some type of chemistry. I don't know Ron's life story, but it doesn't look like it was an easy one. Yet he always seemed cheerful, hardworking and upbeat. Ron's "month or so" temp. lab basis has turned into 8 months and I hope we can make his position permanent at some point. For someone without a science degree, he sure has a knack for our type of work. Needless to say, I want to keep this guy happy so he stays around because he has become very valuable to the lab and the scientists love him.

In mid May, ambitious young Mark graduates from a private school. When I hired him, I told him he would be taking his instruction from Ron. I told him that I trusted Ron implicitly, Ron had made himself the lab expert on certain procedures and Ron trained every new person that came in on those procedures. I told Mark that Ron would answer all of his questions and he, Mark, didn't need to talk to me unless Ron was there with him.

Well, Mr. private school grad found it unbearable to be trained by the 50 something fellow with a couple of missing teeth and a rash on parts of his face. Mr. private school kept trying to make Ron look bad or incompetent. Ron has never complained about anything in the 8 months he has been in my dept, but today he complained for the first time. He was visibly upset. Young punk private school kid had been very disrespectful. Several of the other chemists were aware of it and told me what had happened. Because Mark was a temporary employee on probation, I had a lot of latitude on letting him go immediately. I did.

I have no regrets for letting Mark go, but his angry email saddens me and makes me concerned about him. I am concerned that Mark seemed to have no remorse at how disrespectfully he treated another human being. I feel very sorry for him that he didn't see the heart of gold that Ron has towards all of the people in the lab that are young enough to be his kids. The twenty something chemists like him enough to always include him in activities. They respect his wisdom about life, especially car repair.

Please pray that Mark will gain some insight and wisdom from this event and that my email will touch his heart and help him grow up and think of others. I always worry that overly ambitious young people are going to grow up into cruel and uncaring managers that hurt people. I do everything I can to show these kids an example of compassion and leadership through service. Please pray that Mark can grow and find peace and joy in service and not sell out to blind ambition.

Vickles,

Praying for you to get back what is rightfully yours.

When is the grand re-opening party going to be?

Thanks, excath, imbus and danny.

My interim year was hard, but I left TWI a lot quicker because of it. I saw things that people on the field didn't see first hand. They only got to see the "show" that HQ put on for them so they'd keep sending in their money.

Thanks, smitty. I am just glad that I got out when I did and learned to be skeptical-now that I am old.

Uncle Hairy,

But I did tell you what I really think. ;)-->

You are all in my prayers.