Friends and Kitties!
First, a bit of housekeeping--so far about twenty of you have responded for a Catio tour during BlogPaws. I'm going to go scope out the hotel and find a good meeting spot, which I'll post next week, and I'll privately email a roster for all y'alls approval.
Secondly, a blogging pal, Tammy, from Musings from Fairlight Farm is looking for a good small animal vet in her area. She lives in Missouri--in the country about 50 miles from Springfield, and would consider going to Springfield if there was someone that wasn't outlandishly expensive. She writes: I live nearest to Buffalo which has the two farm vets, and I work in Lebanon and travel to Bolivar to the 'cat vet'.
Anybody out there that can help Tammy?
I think most of you know I enjoy irony/silliness, and I also enjoy my job. So when the two
collide combine I'm in heaven. I always have my phone with me so I'm ready to document whatever tickles my funnybone:
See anything wrong with this sign? I didn't, not for thirteen years, when I finally realized that the "ventilation" had two "L"s. And when I pointed it out to some co-workers they had never noticed, either! I'm not sure what this proves but the sign cracks me up now. Every. Single. Time.
My rebellious steak lives!
This is the Director's parking spot, but not when he's not here...
And yes, my car is dirty. Shut up.
The room that's open? That's the server room, the one that runs the computers that monitor the entire treatment plant. The A/C system for the room was grossly under-engineered ("Engineer" is a four-letter word IMO) and died--so the temporary (month-long) fix was two portable units that vented out into a hallway. I give our facility crew props because this actually kept the room cooler than the original roof units! Everything was eventually repaired but really? Anemic cooling in a computer room is...um...how do I put this nicely...stupid.
Now this is engineering at it finest!
(See the the support wire?)
I'm not sure where to start with this one. Suffice to say this was planned, and leave it at that...oh, and it's nearly six feet off the floor so dialing involves some leaping on my part.
Never a dull moment! It keeps me chuckling, that's for sure.
Happy Sunday, and have a great week!
XX Sheebie XX