Yeah part of living way west of left field is supporting the system and the corporates as LITTLE as POSSIBLE. Not only does it not feed their workhouse system that enslaves us but it also helps oneself survive with less money. Less money needed-less work needed.
Well that is not entirely true-less working for OTHERS maybe. More working for yourself. Such as cutting firewood. We do not have such a high heating bill, so we need less money for heat. But we do have to take a day out in the bush to cut wood and later stack it. We don't turn up the heat we start a fire and bring in the logs.
No one can cut off our heat though-unless we are lazy and don't bother to get the wood or make the fire....and it's exercise, fresh air, a sense of satisfaction.
I have been getting off the grid slowly but surely in many ways. Some are as simple as hanging clothes rather than drying them in the dryer. Using candles. Heating with that wood we cut down ourselves. Making rather than buying things when we can. Collecting rainwater from the roof.
Lately my thoughts have turned to food. For two reasons. The COST of food is skyrocketing, any else been noticing this? And the second...much is garbage....like GMO garbage. And meat full of antibiotics and hormones, raised in inhumane factory farm conditions. Growing and hunting food will take us farther off the grid.
I will still buy from some farmers-the little guys at markets. We have chickens coming in the spring. We already fish a lot. I forage what I can too. We are considering a cow to use for meat when the time is right-grass fed only. I have had that meat before it is !00% better tasting!!!!!
Now the next step is hunting, and planting a garden. I have local heritage seeds for many vegetables, and want to concentrate on ones that keep well such a squash.
Hunting....hmmm well I'm not much of a killer. But right now pigs and cows die for me to eat, and many don't have much of a life before that death...if I eat meat something is dying, whether it is a rabbit I snare or that shiny package of hamburger in the grocery store that used to be a cow. Many folk, I suppose, try not to think of that.
So we will have better QUALITY food, save a ton of money and reduce our carbon footprint. Get off society's hamster wheel even further. Seems like a win/win/win to me!
Monday, March 11, 2013
Saturday, November 24, 2012
As Led Zeppelin said...
..been a long time, been a long time, been a long lonely lonely lonely lonely time!
OK not lonely. But long!
I'm back, in all my madness. Do I write this to share myself? No, not really, I leave much out and always will, myself is not a thing to share readily, and certainly not publically. I actually write it because I am too poor to get my ideas out any other way. What I wish is that I'd spark some minds...snap some out of their comas. If I was a Ross Perot type character I'd run for freakin' office!
I'd LOVE to be able to debate the Opressors, to go nose to nose with the suits who don't, for ten SECONDS, know how REAL people live. I'd LOVE to have the power to make the sane and logical change we do desperately need in our twisted greed driven society...but I don't. I can only take advantage of the medium of the internet. Here, Facebook, wherever I get to spew my non-conventional thoughts.
Make no mistake, I fit in NO mold. I like when people try to debate me as a Liberal...ok lying, I hate it!!! A liberal believes in the welfare state, so right there I am off that list. In some ways you could say I am conservative then, I think we should all take care of our own asses (and SPAWN!!!!!-WHY do I pay for other's SPAWN when I was smart enought to know I could not pay for my OWN????) but I hate many of the cornerstones of conservatism. I am an Anarchist if anything...not something that can be defined by our purtid political system!!!!!!!!!!
Anyway...I am still out here fighting to live by my own code. Odinist I suppose...honor and valor and loyalty, you know...all the stuff that is 99% dead in our society. No matter-I like myself :-) I am happy to go on this way and be this way forever, I do have Friends who live the same code. You just won't ever see us on TV.
Still have one foot in the corporate world and hate it. Being an artist is just an exercise in futility (goes to get another beer) but I have another out.
Found my copy of the "Necronomicron" today...now there's an out hahaha ;-)
Life is good, living loving laughing and dodging real life every day-all we really have is today!
Drunk....
~BAD DOG
OK not lonely. But long!
I'm back, in all my madness. Do I write this to share myself? No, not really, I leave much out and always will, myself is not a thing to share readily, and certainly not publically. I actually write it because I am too poor to get my ideas out any other way. What I wish is that I'd spark some minds...snap some out of their comas. If I was a Ross Perot type character I'd run for freakin' office!
I'd LOVE to be able to debate the Opressors, to go nose to nose with the suits who don't, for ten SECONDS, know how REAL people live. I'd LOVE to have the power to make the sane and logical change we do desperately need in our twisted greed driven society...but I don't. I can only take advantage of the medium of the internet. Here, Facebook, wherever I get to spew my non-conventional thoughts.
Make no mistake, I fit in NO mold. I like when people try to debate me as a Liberal...ok lying, I hate it!!! A liberal believes in the welfare state, so right there I am off that list. In some ways you could say I am conservative then, I think we should all take care of our own asses (and SPAWN!!!!!-WHY do I pay for other's SPAWN when I was smart enought to know I could not pay for my OWN????) but I hate many of the cornerstones of conservatism. I am an Anarchist if anything...not something that can be defined by our purtid political system!!!!!!!!!!
Anyway...I am still out here fighting to live by my own code. Odinist I suppose...honor and valor and loyalty, you know...all the stuff that is 99% dead in our society. No matter-I like myself :-) I am happy to go on this way and be this way forever, I do have Friends who live the same code. You just won't ever see us on TV.
Still have one foot in the corporate world and hate it. Being an artist is just an exercise in futility (goes to get another beer) but I have another out.
Found my copy of the "Necronomicron" today...now there's an out hahaha ;-)
Life is good, living loving laughing and dodging real life every day-all we really have is today!
Drunk....
~BAD DOG
Friday, November 26, 2010
I Won
For anyone who has felt trampled by corporate North America remember, us little guys can win.
I got all I was owed and then some-it took some hell raising, and some effort. It took some creativity and out of the box thinking (all legal mind you)....it mostly took not giving up.
I am on the road to self employment-where I stand or fall on my own merits. I'm good with that, things are prospering. Again just perseverance, a marketable talent and being self driven. Very driven to never return to the corporate workhouses, or play by anyone elses' rules, or hide my light under a bushel. Correct that, having the bushel dumped on my light.
It seems some need the routine, the punch clock, the schedule. I have seen folk who cannot get anything done without it. And some of us like our freedom, and will do what we have to without an overseer.
It is hilarious the respect my former employers now have for l'il ol' me, grunt # 549879. They found out more about me in 3 months than they ever knew in all the time I worked there.
Never Give up!
Aroooooooooo
BAD DOG
I got all I was owed and then some-it took some hell raising, and some effort. It took some creativity and out of the box thinking (all legal mind you)....it mostly took not giving up.
I am on the road to self employment-where I stand or fall on my own merits. I'm good with that, things are prospering. Again just perseverance, a marketable talent and being self driven. Very driven to never return to the corporate workhouses, or play by anyone elses' rules, or hide my light under a bushel. Correct that, having the bushel dumped on my light.
It seems some need the routine, the punch clock, the schedule. I have seen folk who cannot get anything done without it. And some of us like our freedom, and will do what we have to without an overseer.
It is hilarious the respect my former employers now have for l'il ol' me, grunt # 549879. They found out more about me in 3 months than they ever knew in all the time I worked there.
Never Give up!
Aroooooooooo
BAD DOG
Wednesday, July 21, 2010
FITA-soon to be the defendant.......
I no longer work for FITA. I have to say I was happy to be terminated along with a bunch of other staff. Give me my Record of Employment, my severance pay (considerable) and seeya good riddance! I'm smart and that place was just brain-rotting, mental torture for the intelligent.....hell for a problem-solver like me. But if ya quit a job in this country you are penalized for EI-no matter how fucked up you may think it is.
There's better out there and it doesn't include working for others...that's been almost 30 years of same ol shit different toilet. I am tired of not being appreciated, being chronically underemployed, no opportunity for advancement, never being listened to when I am trying to make things better for the company (and therefore all involved) and the grevious lack of financial reward.
Maybe I need to get IQ=160 tattooed on my forehead? It would either get me somewhere in the working world...........or at least serve as a warning not to mess with me ;-)
Anyways....they did not give me my severance. They were pleading poverty. I have discovered they are still operating and still paying some, while a number of us got the shit covered handshake. Contravening the labour laws of this province..."We are suits-we can act with impunity" type of attitude is what I'm getting.
Well that, and they have me mistaken for someone else.....they seem to think I'm a stupid little girl who will crawl away into the corner and give up.
Not the first idiots who have made that mistake. Tee hee.....and how they all learn too late.
I don't crawl away from anything, I come out fighting, if fighting isn't enough I grab the (metaphorical) board with the nail in it. If I have to hide under your porch til I find you I'll do that. I am relentless when I am angry. I'd hate to have someone like me after me hahaha. As a good and intelligent friend said to me today:
"It is the principal"
Yes, yes it is. I have a huge problem with being sloughed off and disrespected in this fashion. As if employees are a snot rag you blow your nose on and toss? Under Canadian law if one does not give an employee proper notice (a week for each year of employ) one is bound to pay them severance pay, to make up for it. Again a week for each year of employ. One is also bound to continue their benefits for the required weeks they should have had notice, and also square up and vacation pay or expenses owing.
Let me tell you, this unruly anarchist was not putting a dime on her expenses for quite some time. I did not trust those people, and their actions had me alternating between wondering if they were truly lost in space or actually trying to run the company into the ground on purpose.
Anyways as it stands right now I have not received a dime of what is owing from FITA-talk about living up to their nickname.
I have also built a website and when it is complete will start directing traffic there like a mad thing....I am not afraid of legal bullshit as I state nothing but truth. Too bad the truth about them is so damned ugly. Shameful and unethical doesn't begin to cover it.
The real crooks are not riding Harley's, nor are they eating spaghetti in the basement of an Italian restaurant.....they are running corporate workhouses and wearing suits. Treating people like disposable tools, polluting our world with their poison and ruining people's lives.
More to come, much more.....
There's better out there and it doesn't include working for others...that's been almost 30 years of same ol shit different toilet. I am tired of not being appreciated, being chronically underemployed, no opportunity for advancement, never being listened to when I am trying to make things better for the company (and therefore all involved) and the grevious lack of financial reward.
Maybe I need to get IQ=160 tattooed on my forehead? It would either get me somewhere in the working world...........or at least serve as a warning not to mess with me ;-)
Anyways....they did not give me my severance. They were pleading poverty. I have discovered they are still operating and still paying some, while a number of us got the shit covered handshake. Contravening the labour laws of this province..."We are suits-we can act with impunity" type of attitude is what I'm getting.
Well that, and they have me mistaken for someone else.....they seem to think I'm a stupid little girl who will crawl away into the corner and give up.
Not the first idiots who have made that mistake. Tee hee.....and how they all learn too late.
I don't crawl away from anything, I come out fighting, if fighting isn't enough I grab the (metaphorical) board with the nail in it. If I have to hide under your porch til I find you I'll do that. I am relentless when I am angry. I'd hate to have someone like me after me hahaha. As a good and intelligent friend said to me today:
"It is the principal"
Yes, yes it is. I have a huge problem with being sloughed off and disrespected in this fashion. As if employees are a snot rag you blow your nose on and toss? Under Canadian law if one does not give an employee proper notice (a week for each year of employ) one is bound to pay them severance pay, to make up for it. Again a week for each year of employ. One is also bound to continue their benefits for the required weeks they should have had notice, and also square up and vacation pay or expenses owing.
Let me tell you, this unruly anarchist was not putting a dime on her expenses for quite some time. I did not trust those people, and their actions had me alternating between wondering if they were truly lost in space or actually trying to run the company into the ground on purpose.
Anyways as it stands right now I have not received a dime of what is owing from FITA-talk about living up to their nickname.
I have also built a website and when it is complete will start directing traffic there like a mad thing....I am not afraid of legal bullshit as I state nothing but truth. Too bad the truth about them is so damned ugly. Shameful and unethical doesn't begin to cover it.
The real crooks are not riding Harley's, nor are they eating spaghetti in the basement of an Italian restaurant.....they are running corporate workhouses and wearing suits. Treating people like disposable tools, polluting our world with their poison and ruining people's lives.
More to come, much more.....
Saturday, June 5, 2010
Been a Long Time
Yes it has.
And oh what a time it has been. Between working, raising the Ol Man's grandkids that ended up living with us for a time (that would be a book, not a blog entry or two-and one I do not want to write) and a ton of other stuff I have been too tired to be a freedom fighter or rant about anything.
Staying sane was my biggest accomplishment haha, and not killing anyone.
But I return bearing good news. FITA is dead....muahahaha! Their arrogance, their blind stupidity....their refusal to listen to any of the "lesser-humans" in their employ, the conflicting egos of too many people with money but sans commen sense..oh hell pick a reason-they're gone!
I am, for the first time in 30 years, unemployed. I cannot even fathom that some spend their entire lives like this. And on my dime on top of it haha. The freedom to go fishing on a sunny day, ride my motorbike, have a few too many on a weeknight and the list goes on.
And after the winter I had.....I DESERVE IT! I have never been free like this.
More later....AROOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
BAD DOG
And oh what a time it has been. Between working, raising the Ol Man's grandkids that ended up living with us for a time (that would be a book, not a blog entry or two-and one I do not want to write) and a ton of other stuff I have been too tired to be a freedom fighter or rant about anything.
Staying sane was my biggest accomplishment haha, and not killing anyone.
But I return bearing good news. FITA is dead....muahahaha! Their arrogance, their blind stupidity....their refusal to listen to any of the "lesser-humans" in their employ, the conflicting egos of too many people with money but sans commen sense..oh hell pick a reason-they're gone!
I am, for the first time in 30 years, unemployed. I cannot even fathom that some spend their entire lives like this. And on my dime on top of it haha. The freedom to go fishing on a sunny day, ride my motorbike, have a few too many on a weeknight and the list goes on.
And after the winter I had.....I DESERVE IT! I have never been free like this.
More later....AROOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
BAD DOG
Tuesday, July 7, 2009
And the van went boom!
Told the dummies at work it was gonna go two months ago....no one listened, as per usual...but what do I know....?
(apart from how an internal combustion engine works and how to work on them and what sounds they should never make?...or how to take a motorcycle apart and put it back together...or....or...OR...GRRRRRRRRRR....)
"I'm just a girl in the world...THAT'S ALL THAT THEY'LL LET ME BE!!!!!"
~Gwen Stefani
Now they want to pour 2300 bucks into a van that is worth maybe 500. Once they are done it will still be a piece of shit with mostly everything else broken or going that way and a new motor. They don't want to fix the sliding door that falls off if you open it......too much money, so let us just climb over the seats to get our stuff out.....they won't fix the a/c....there's nothing wrong with spending ten hours a day in a sweatbox is there? Or going to see clients sweaty and windblown wearing a muscle shirt to cut down on sweat stains? SO professional hahaha!
I feel my brain is revolting on me today.......
It just does not want to be stupid for another day....it does not want to do dumb drone work for one more minute....it wants challenge and reward....it wants to problem solve as it was meant to do, not run around blindly wiping up after the higher ups.
It's tired of rotting in my head as I drive from place to place like a (very) poorly paid trucker.
SO tired.....it wants to make decisions to make things BETTER and more efficient...not twist in knots watching the idiots run things.
Today my brain refuses to go numb and get in the van to go do something a trained dog could do for a piss poor salary and no hope of anything improving.
My brain says NO today......just CAN'T!
This could be a problem......hahaha....
BAD DOG
(apart from how an internal combustion engine works and how to work on them and what sounds they should never make?...or how to take a motorcycle apart and put it back together...or....or...OR...GRRRRRRRRRR....)
"I'm just a girl in the world...THAT'S ALL THAT THEY'LL LET ME BE!!!!!"
~Gwen Stefani
Now they want to pour 2300 bucks into a van that is worth maybe 500. Once they are done it will still be a piece of shit with mostly everything else broken or going that way and a new motor. They don't want to fix the sliding door that falls off if you open it......too much money, so let us just climb over the seats to get our stuff out.....they won't fix the a/c....there's nothing wrong with spending ten hours a day in a sweatbox is there? Or going to see clients sweaty and windblown wearing a muscle shirt to cut down on sweat stains? SO professional hahaha!
I feel my brain is revolting on me today.......
It just does not want to be stupid for another day....it does not want to do dumb drone work for one more minute....it wants challenge and reward....it wants to problem solve as it was meant to do, not run around blindly wiping up after the higher ups.
It's tired of rotting in my head as I drive from place to place like a (very) poorly paid trucker.
SO tired.....it wants to make decisions to make things BETTER and more efficient...not twist in knots watching the idiots run things.
Today my brain refuses to go numb and get in the van to go do something a trained dog could do for a piss poor salary and no hope of anything improving.
My brain says NO today......just CAN'T!
This could be a problem......hahaha....
BAD DOG
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
Random thoughts....
Perez Hilton.....putrid little sissy bitch. I'm glad he got punched in the face hahaha, he totally deserved it! I just wish the guy who slugged him packed a better punch he sure didn't do much damage for all the hoopla and crying coming out of Hilton's gate.....
His whining about it....GAWD I know people who've wiped out off a motorbike doing 50 mph who didn't snivel like him over that little papercut he got. Maybe he should go back and hide in the rectum of whatever shit him out in the first place!
Rule one of the REAL world...If ya dish it out, ya better be ready to back it up! That little quiff would last all of six seconds in my world with my crew with the mouth on him.
Soooooo.....we have one of our elected dirtballs here in Canada saying (to girls) "If you want equal go to Starbucks....they have it there in little packages". Uh huh.....he's another punch in the face candidate as far as I'm concerned (one must own a set of balls to be able to be kicked in them-he is obviously poorly endowed that way so why even bother booting his hamsterlike 'nads?).
And very sadly that attitude is still out there WAY too much for my liking.....
Somehow inbred rednecks manage to get elected which would explain the ignorant pay gap that is STILL going on years after the so-called Women's Lib movement. I'd bet fifty bucks he has misspelled tattoos under his overpriced dress shirt, and an overfondess for his Uncle Dad hahaha.
I'm going to send him a link to this, so I will try to stick to small easily comprehensible words ;-) Ooops I blew it already.....and I'm just a stupid little female teehee so me not so smart.
A stupid little underpaid female who has consistantly been denied a DECENT job despite a trade license and more mechanical aptitude than most men you'll ever meet. Bitter, yes I am and I came by it honestly. 2009 is only a date on the calender-come a long way baby? To where? the right to work at a shitty underpaid joib AND STILL do all the housework? We should have never entered the workforce on these terms, it's total bullshit, we are just another sector of migrant workers. Great deal for employers, isn't it?
Right now I am kicking myself in the ass for not using a male name on my resume when I sent it in to a bike shop-woulda at least got me a phone call......if I was built differently I'd dress as a male and see where that got me-the thought has crossed my mind on more than one occasion. But I can't pass for a man, I can just do anything they can do and then some...but that ain't good enough, at least it hasn't been yet! Maybe one day someone will prove me wrong........
As it stands though?
Welcome to the 19th century.
His whining about it....GAWD I know people who've wiped out off a motorbike doing 50 mph who didn't snivel like him over that little papercut he got. Maybe he should go back and hide in the rectum of whatever shit him out in the first place!
Rule one of the REAL world...If ya dish it out, ya better be ready to back it up! That little quiff would last all of six seconds in my world with my crew with the mouth on him.
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Soooooo.....we have one of our elected dirtballs here in Canada saying (to girls) "If you want equal go to Starbucks....they have it there in little packages". Uh huh.....he's another punch in the face candidate as far as I'm concerned (one must own a set of balls to be able to be kicked in them-he is obviously poorly endowed that way so why even bother booting his hamsterlike 'nads?).
And very sadly that attitude is still out there WAY too much for my liking.....
Somehow inbred rednecks manage to get elected which would explain the ignorant pay gap that is STILL going on years after the so-called Women's Lib movement. I'd bet fifty bucks he has misspelled tattoos under his overpriced dress shirt, and an overfondess for his Uncle Dad hahaha.
I'm going to send him a link to this, so I will try to stick to small easily comprehensible words ;-) Ooops I blew it already.....and I'm just a stupid little female teehee so me not so smart.
A stupid little underpaid female who has consistantly been denied a DECENT job despite a trade license and more mechanical aptitude than most men you'll ever meet. Bitter, yes I am and I came by it honestly. 2009 is only a date on the calender-come a long way baby? To where? the right to work at a shitty underpaid joib AND STILL do all the housework? We should have never entered the workforce on these terms, it's total bullshit, we are just another sector of migrant workers. Great deal for employers, isn't it?
Right now I am kicking myself in the ass for not using a male name on my resume when I sent it in to a bike shop-woulda at least got me a phone call......if I was built differently I'd dress as a male and see where that got me-the thought has crossed my mind on more than one occasion. But I can't pass for a man, I can just do anything they can do and then some...but that ain't good enough, at least it hasn't been yet! Maybe one day someone will prove me wrong........
As it stands though?
Welcome to the 19th century.
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Working for a dying company is funny as hell some days. Like today. I suspect it is a terminal case of plain out STUPID.
I'm out of materials so I must measure and cut a bunch to fit. Then reverse the magnets on the crap. Hmmmm.seems when it's for shitty money I'm good enough to work with tools eh?
I go to put them in my company vehicle and the sliding door promptly falls off. Hmmm I'm good enough to fix that-again only because it's not for a good paying shop or something!
This vehicle has now taken to beeping when I stop and the oil light goes on. I have oil in it so I suspect it's the two cylinders it doesn't fire on taking the rest of the engine out. Yes I can check oil, despite being a lowly grunt woman.
33 Degrees C out and does the air work? LMFAO ya think? So I throw on a muscle shirt, tattoos hanging out and all, and show up sweaty and windblown. DO I CARE?
Hmmm...what do you all think?
Off to be ME, FREE!
BAD DOG
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