I was going to start a missive about Logan – and realized that I don’t have enough HTML experience (OK, I have none. That’s bad, considering I used to be considered a Computer Nerd of the First Order back in the day) to make a “link” to a “previous post” so you could “click” on it and see his “picture.” I think it’s so cool when you are able to instantly reference something like that.

I also need to figure out how to start putting links on my side bar to other blogs that I find interesting. Not that you would find those blogs to be of interest to you just because I do, but to let you know where my thinking is.

Now, I feel the need to go out and get an “HTML For Dummies” book. Any suggestions?

Sorry. I meant to make a few entries this week, I really did, but things happen.

Like life.

I work full time at a Big Cabinet Shop. I get a couple of ten minute breaks and a whomping half hour for lunch, when I do my BlogExplosion surfing for credits whilst munching my Choice of the Day. That doesn’t normally leave time for entries while at work, and besides, I’m concentrating on work, so these would be boring, unless you want to hear about cabinet layouts and design.

Wednesday, The Most Beautiful Woman in the World and I had some errands – she to the chiropractor, myself (with Logan) to the vet. She had a much better visit than Logan and I did. Turns out he has something wrong with his back legs. Remember, he’s only 5 months old. (We are no longer sure of his heritage, since the vet didn’t see any mastiff in him, but that’s another story…) Logan is on some drugs to maybe head of a couple of possibilities, and blood tests results are due back either tomorrow or Monday. We are hoping it’s something fixable, and not something that will wind up with a 110-pound dog that needs to be carried around…

So much for an entry on Wednesday.

I drive the shuttle for our church, a small-yet-growing fellowship called Harvest Christian Fellowship Arizona, a Church of the Word. I make the runs on Thursday evenings and Sunday afternoons.

So much for an entry on Thursday.

Today, instead of a nice four hour workday, since I work nines the rest of the week, the department manager asked us to work a “full” day. Well, seven and a half hours is full enough for me. If not for that, I would have been doing quite a bit more on this than I am.

I’m enjoying this so far, how about you BlogExplosion surfers? How do you like it so far? Leave a comment. Say something witty. Tell me something that no one else knows. I promise, I won’t share it with anyone.

I ran out of time this weekend – didn’t get the picture posted of The Most Beautiful Woman in the World. I’ll see what I can do sometime this week.

As I mentioned previously, I work at a Big Cabinet Shop in Phoenix, AZ. We get very little rain, compared to most of the rest of the US, but we do get some now and again. For that reason, the original builder of the building that Big Cabinet Shop is located in had a dry well installed in the depressed loading dock. There are no floor drains in the rest of building. This dock is covered, so it doesn’t get direct rainfall, but the chainlink fence closing it off from the general populace does very little in the area of waterproofing. Unless the rain comes in sideways from the north, not a whole lot of water is drained off through the drywell. The building is more than thirty years old, and it is doubted by the old-timers that the drywell has ever been cleaned.

Being a commercial building, the entire complex (50K+ square feet) is plumbed for fire sprinklers. Being a container of highly costly and resaleable woodworking equipment, it is also alarmed. Being old, the two systems don’t communicate to each other very well.

6:20 am yesterday morning (Sunday), the big cheeses get a phone call from the alarm company: “Is this (name of big cheese being called)? You have a fire alarm in your building.”

Two of the four cheeses race to the plant. The other two are not responsive to their telephones. The fire department beat them there (thank you, PFD, for the fast response time) but it turns out there are no flames – the alarm was triggered by massive water flow caused by a sprinkler head that finally aged beyond redemption. The two cheeses and several of the fire crew spent a couple of hours sweeping water out the loading door and into the pit (remember, dry well). Soon, the loading dock pit is under about two feet of water.

Enter the Biggest of Cheeses. BoC has owned the company just over two years, has spent just over three years in the building. BoC orders the maintenance crew to call Roto-Rooter to snake the pit. Two of the big cheeses remind the BoC that the pit is serviced by a dry well – no drain to snake. BoC insists that Roto Rooter be called anyway.

The rooter guy, not knowing any of the history of this particular building, is doing his level best to snake the drywell. The frustration is evident on his face when his snake keeps getting stuck on “obstructions.” I happened to notice his efforts, and, being the curious type, asked him how many dry wells he had successfully snaked in the past – prefacing the question with the disclaimer of my not being a plumber, since wood was my specialty. He looked at me and said “This is a drywell?” and followed with a string of strong language.

Well, the pit is dry again now – and the Big Cabinet Shop just paid a Roto Rooter guy to play with his snake while the dry well did what it was supposed to do – slowly release water into the ground. BoC is so intelligent – no wonder he owns the Big Cabinet Shop.

ancestry.com is a pretty nice little geneology site. I’ve got a tree started, based on grandpa’s book, “The Wisconsin Cartters.” I called it, oddly enough, “The Wisconsin Cartters.” I’m going to try to have a great big chunk of it entered by this weekend.

I am also going to try to have some more pictures up this weekend, this time running through the cats. I may even have a photograph of the most beautiful woman in the world to show you all.