Post by kevin on Aug 31, 2013 16:36:10 GMT -6
hmmm
my name is kevin and i live in a hovel on a hilltop in ohio with five frightening geniuses for children and a left-handed wife who is equally frightening and doesn't get along with everybody, including me. or maybe just me, come to think of it, since i am spending the weekend in the warehouse right now instead of in the hovel up the hill until we figure out how to live with each other again. the coal company is drilling us a water well, so it will be less of a hovel once i install indoor plumbing. i plan to fix the broken windows before winter.
we're quakers, of the old type, so we have views that got us in trouble in centuries past and still do in the present in some areas. i try to be less dogmatic about what i believe, but i am often rude, condescending, hasty, and wrong. but i try to act better than i really am.
we have two dogs, major and death. four cats right now, i think, none of which have names. they all look alike to me except the young tom who has decided to spend hours every night sitting on my face while i try to read before zonking out on his back between my feet. other than that, there's a donkey, two zebra finches, two parakeets, and a couple of hamsters, one of whom is recovering from either brain damage or inner ear balance issues (he keeps falling out of his wheel and can't get back on his feet). some chickens, a few guineas, and a swarm of bees in a dead-out hive that i can see from the warehouse here while i type, plus a beautiful rat snake over under some tarps by the chicken house in the company of a Thamnophis of some sort.
no spanish in high school. i took spanish in elementary school, french in high school, and japanese in college. learned pasar malay in the streets. my first job was as a roustabout on a drill ship off borneo when i was sixteen. since then i've been a juggie with doodlebuggers in oklahoma, an airgun mechanic on seismic boats in south america, trapped cricetine rodents on arizona sky islands, sat wells in the permian basin for exxon, wrote computer manuals and auto rebuilding books in silicon valley, ran a commercial beekeeping outfit, sold honey and beeswax candles at ohio farmer's markets, worked longhorns as a cowhand, drove a semi for 500,000 miles, crewed material handling on a refinery construction site, and the day after tomorrow i start a new job driving a fraccing truck on the wet gas wells in the utica shale play in eastern ohio.
i was self-destructive jerk growing up and still mostly am. but i'm 57 years old now and had trouble putting the 80 pounds of steel weights over my head three times for the physical i took yesterday. of course, they only gave me the 80-pound box AFTER i'd already done the 25 and 50, three times each overhead and squatting, so maybe there's still hope i can mellow out before it's all over.
i shaved my beard for the first time in some 15 years yesterday so i can wear the respirator i need for work. my children were horrified at what i looked like underneath. so was i.
this is way too long
pleased to meet you
my name is kevin and i live in a hovel on a hilltop in ohio with five frightening geniuses for children and a left-handed wife who is equally frightening and doesn't get along with everybody, including me. or maybe just me, come to think of it, since i am spending the weekend in the warehouse right now instead of in the hovel up the hill until we figure out how to live with each other again. the coal company is drilling us a water well, so it will be less of a hovel once i install indoor plumbing. i plan to fix the broken windows before winter.
we're quakers, of the old type, so we have views that got us in trouble in centuries past and still do in the present in some areas. i try to be less dogmatic about what i believe, but i am often rude, condescending, hasty, and wrong. but i try to act better than i really am.
we have two dogs, major and death. four cats right now, i think, none of which have names. they all look alike to me except the young tom who has decided to spend hours every night sitting on my face while i try to read before zonking out on his back between my feet. other than that, there's a donkey, two zebra finches, two parakeets, and a couple of hamsters, one of whom is recovering from either brain damage or inner ear balance issues (he keeps falling out of his wheel and can't get back on his feet). some chickens, a few guineas, and a swarm of bees in a dead-out hive that i can see from the warehouse here while i type, plus a beautiful rat snake over under some tarps by the chicken house in the company of a Thamnophis of some sort.
no spanish in high school. i took spanish in elementary school, french in high school, and japanese in college. learned pasar malay in the streets. my first job was as a roustabout on a drill ship off borneo when i was sixteen. since then i've been a juggie with doodlebuggers in oklahoma, an airgun mechanic on seismic boats in south america, trapped cricetine rodents on arizona sky islands, sat wells in the permian basin for exxon, wrote computer manuals and auto rebuilding books in silicon valley, ran a commercial beekeeping outfit, sold honey and beeswax candles at ohio farmer's markets, worked longhorns as a cowhand, drove a semi for 500,000 miles, crewed material handling on a refinery construction site, and the day after tomorrow i start a new job driving a fraccing truck on the wet gas wells in the utica shale play in eastern ohio.
i was self-destructive jerk growing up and still mostly am. but i'm 57 years old now and had trouble putting the 80 pounds of steel weights over my head three times for the physical i took yesterday. of course, they only gave me the 80-pound box AFTER i'd already done the 25 and 50, three times each overhead and squatting, so maybe there's still hope i can mellow out before it's all over.
i shaved my beard for the first time in some 15 years yesterday so i can wear the respirator i need for work. my children were horrified at what i looked like underneath. so was i.
this is way too long
pleased to meet you
