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WTF? No bugs and they want us to do WHAT?

Posted in Writing with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , on July 28, 2015 by urbannight

Last year a unit next to us had bedbugs and they treated the building. This year, they are treating again. Only this time they want us to move all clothing and bedding out of the apartment (mine will not fit in my car), empty all closets (our are filled so where are we supposed to put all this stuff?) move everything from the walls, (the living room is totally lined with stuffed bookshelves) and upend all the mattresses. They didn’t have us do that last year. The notice also said no bedbugs were found and this was a precaution. Are they trying to get us to move out? Oh, did I mention, we have two days to do this.

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You might think of urine as liquid gold – or just a little gross.

Posted in Health, History, Life with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on November 6, 2014 by urbannight

Urine is surprisingly useful.  The saying, “full of piss” once referred to having white teeth.  It was used to brush the teeth with to whiten and clean the teeth an mouth by Romans and Europeans used it to clean the house as it was better at cleaning and brightening objects than the soaps of the day were.  In fact, this is why Romans also used it at public laundry facilities.  Ammonia is a base and therefore good at neutralizing stains which were usually caused by things that were more acidic.

The dying and tanning industries were also collecting and using urine because of it’s cleaning and brightening properties and that it helped get other biological matter off leather while making it softer.  It was also used on and industrial scale to make explosives and gunpowder.

Modern science is using it to regrow teeth (China), make fuel (Nigeria) and create medications for use in hormone therapy, improved composting, and NASA filters it for drinking water in space.

I thought this would be longer, but a lot of the uses I remember being told turned out to be untrue.  Mostly the first aid related uses.  Such as peeing on injuries to clean them.  Which could be used if there were no water sources nearby.  It is only sterile inside the body, it becomes contaminated with bacteria on the way out.  But in swampy areas, polluted areas, and areas with no water source, it could still be used as it could be the cleanest water nearby.  Some water poor areas still use animal urine to wash up in because it does have cleaning properties and water for drinking is too valuable to use for bathing.

Preparing for a Trip Home

Posted in Life, Travel with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on June 18, 2014 by urbannight

I’m getting ready for a trip home.  Or I’m not getting ready.  I’ve been really bad at doing all the things I wanted to finish before I left for a week.  Instead, I spent a lot of time on the couch taking medication and sleeping.  The current weather pattern has been killing my head and sinuses.

What I have done is bought a new camera, I love it and I will post the first photo’s on it here, just as soon as I get to Idaho.  I bought a new dress for my niece’s wedding that didn’t fit and fell off me.  I think their sizing chart is off or I did a really bad job measuring my chest.

One wrench in my plans was that I realized I needed to renew my Driver’s License BEFORE I left on my trip.  My birthday will happen when I’m in Idaho.  So I had to use the money I set aside to check my luggage to renew my license. So now I have to figure out how to everything into a small carry on suitcase.  I think I’ll take three outfits, wear one outfit, and do laundry at my mom’s half way through the trip.

I didn’t lose the weight I wanted to lose.  I lost that 13 pounds at the beginning of the year and never managed to lose any more.  I just stalled out.  The good thing is my mom has a really nice treadmill.  I miss my treadmill.  It died on me a few years back.

I hope to get out and about and take LOTS of photos.  I want to give a good overview of anything I can.  I’m sure my focus or goals.  Home no longer feels like home.  The town of 5000 that I grew up in exploded after I moved and now is over 28,000.  That is a huge jump.  It happened over about 15 years I think.  I graduated in 1988.  I can’t go back that far, but in 1990, the population was 7,700.  The 28,000 is from 2012.  At one point, they said it was the fastest growing town in the state.  The population quadrupled in 22 years.  No wonder it doesn’t feel like home anymore.  The populations when from 5011 when I lived near the population sign in grade school to 7,700 two years after graduation.  Very slow growth the entire time I lived there, then an explosion of people coming.  It is strange to me.

Downtown Post Falls along the Spokane River

Downtown Post Falls along the Spokane River.

My flight is an early morning one.  And I have a lot to do.  Before work I managed to get a load of laundry started, emptied the dishwasher, cooked a back sandwich for breakfast and a steak for lunch, moved the laundry to the drier and started a second load, and that is about it.

Now I have to pack, and clean, and find the charger for my personal dvd player.  And try to find my mp3 player that has been missing for a year.  It has to be in one of the still unpacked boxes in my room.  I want to clean and unpack some of those boxes.  I feel like I have a lot on my plate that I left to the last minute.  Because I really did.  It is all my fault.  But trying to sleep just seemed like a good idea at the time.

So tonight, like most pre-flight nights, I’m going to be up late cleaning and up early to make a predawn drive to the airport.

Shocked and Amazed

Posted in Life, Work with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on April 17, 2014 by urbannight

About a year ago, our work load doubled. We were ending the day with 40 things still needed to be done on a regular basis. Business was really picking up and they started to try to hire more people to keep up. It wasn’t just my unit that was busy and behind. Everyone one was overloaded.

The last time I was relaxed, about a year and a half ago.  And I was sick at the time.  But relaxed.

The last time I was relaxed, about a year and a half ago. And I was sick at the time. But relaxed.

Then around last November or so, the work load went up again, nearly tripled from what it had been originally. We were now ending the day with around 60 tasks waiting.

My baseline is when we had 10 to 20 tasks left over.  Which at the time was thought to be too high.  But the person who put the things into our workflow would dump a huge batch in about an hour before closing, which is only 30 minutes before the first batch of people leave for the day.  There was no way to get those items finished before closing.

The hiring to get enough staff for the new workloads hadn’t been done in a hurry so now we were REALLY feeling it.

Today at 8:30 am was the first day in over a year where my primary tasks were caught up. The bucket I work from was down to 0.

Zero.

Nothing.

Empty.

WOW.

That hasn’t happened in over a year. Over 12 month, probably about 14 months really.

I haven’t had to hunt for something to do in that long. I don’t really know what to do with myself. In order to try to find a different way to balance the clerical work loads, job duties were shifted and shuffled and moved around. In some cased, procedures have changed for work buckets from which I no longer pull. So I can’t just jump in and help with those. I am sort of at a loss this morning.

I need to find a topic to write about. Or work on photos but my camera died. Well, it’s ability to operate from a battery died. And I can’t afford to replace it until May 9th at the soonest.   The camera, not the battery.  I did that already.  The journey to find a battery made me realize it was probably time to just replace the camera.  Maybe I should clean out my desk drawers and re-organize. I’m not sure. If I didn’t have to stay on the phone lines, I would walk around the office to stretch my legs.

What I really want to do is a happy dance around the office. That that would look a little silly.

The Crud

Posted in Health with tags , , , , , , , , , , on December 14, 2012 by urbannight

There is this thing that goes around Omaha every year that even the doctors call – The Crud.  It is something like a cold.  And something like the flu.  Toss in something like a sinus infection and you get something that is a little like everything and yet none of those things.  It is viral and you pretty much have to ride it out.  Only it gets passed around more than a juicy piece of  gossip in the tabloids.  So it constantly changes.  If you live alone and clean house every day and stay away from stores and clean your desk space often, you ‘may’ be less likely to get it. 

This is how I’ve been spending most of my time since the end of November.  So I’m a bit behind and haven’t found the time to write about anything or blog about anything or do much of anything.  I have managed to read a lot.  And Sleep a lot.  Sleep has taken on a life of its own and deserves to have a capital S. 

As in Super Sleep.  The Sleep Wars. Sleep Strikes Back.  Return of Sleep.  Fatal Sleep.  Eyes Wide Sleeping.  The Sleep of the 50 Foot Woman.  The Sleep.  The Big Sleep.  Indian Jones and the Temple of Sleep.  Sleeping on Elm St.  Aliens versus Sleep.  American Sleep.  Well, that last one could be a whole heck of a lot of movies. 

I stayed home sick for the last two days and if my budget could have afforded it, I probably would have been there again today.  So I maybe catching up on stuff.  Or I may be sleeping some more.  Hard to tell as I sit here and sniffle.  But that could be the cayenne I put in my couscous and tin of chicken breast.

A Multitude of Thoughts

Posted in Entertainment, Gaming, Health, Life, Politics with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on November 7, 2012 by urbannight

Not everyone will be happy. But I am.

To start with, I’m very pleased with the apparent election outcome.  And not only does it look like Obama won the electoral votes, but they are thinking he probably won the popular vote as well.  They can’t say that officially yet because the counting isn’t done and it seems close enough in some places that they don’t want to commit to that just yet.

At the very very beginning of the primary race, I thought Romney might be a viable Republican option.  But as the primaries continued, and then after the nomination, and after he picked Paul Ryan, (Okay BEFORE he picked Ryan) I knew that I wouldn’t go near him with a 20 foot pole.  Maybe 100 yards would be better.  Isn’t that the distance on a restraining order?

My roommate, on the other hand, is not happy.  He feels as I do.  Only his sentiment is directed at Obama and not Romney.  So he is less happy this morning.

We are both still cranky and ticked off at one member of the wedding party from the weekend.  The fact that she is in a polyamorous relationship doesn’t bother me at all.  She seems to be a happier, stronger, more confident person than when she was with her ex-husband.  So it has been good for her.  What does bother me is that she treated the weekend as an opportunity for everyone else to take care of her little boy.  He is not yet school age. 

I know that it was a special weekend and they let him stay up later than his normal bedtime.  But she left it up to her boyfriend to make him go to bed.  She was too busy drinking and partying with the other members of the wedding party to make sure he got to bed. 

She asked her sister to watch him while they ran some errands in town and took off, without leaving the car seat and everyone wanted to do something that day.  But with no car seat, that meant someone had to stay back to watch the little boy.  And his mom couldn’t be bothered to answer her phone while they were out.  So we couldnt’ get them to drop the seat off or find out where they were so someone could pick up the car seat.

Then, at the wedding dinner, mugs were a party favor and people were told to find a spot based on the mug they wanted.  I put my camera in the spot I wanted.  I was more concerned with not being trapped in the back because I’m mildly agoraphobic.  I don’t like being trapped or surrounded by to many people.  She then comes over to me to say that she and her boyfriend and the other girlfriend are sitting in the three spots on that end.  Of course, then NEVER put down anything to mark those places as occupied. 

Did you notice that she only had three spots?  She never even thought about where her little boy was going to sit.  She was more concerned about her boyfriend.   Basically, he ended up in the only empty seat left.  She also didn’t even bother to make sure he got a plate of dinner.  It’s like he didn’t even exist for her during that dinner.  It was left up to the people around him to make sure he got fed and behaved well.   One of those people was his step-grandpa.   But he was also surprised that the boy’s mother didn’t bother to think about her son that evening.  So it wasn’t like there was an arrangement for him to sit near his grandpa.

It is two days later and I am still pissed off about this behavior.  Not even Election Night was able to distract me from it. 

Looking at photos, ones in which I appear, I hate to see myself.  I used to LOVE to be in front of the camera.  Every time I see a photo, I can’t believe it is me.  I do not see myself as being that huge.  I guess I have some kind of reverse anorexia.  You know, where the person w/ anorexia draws pictures of themselves as huge when they are in reality a walking skeleton.  I know I’m over weight, but my mental image is apparently much smaller than my real body size.  I can’t really reconcile the me I see in photo’s with the me in reality.   Maybe that’s part of the reason I have so much trouble losing weight?  And today the top of my butt cheeks hurt a lot.  No idea why. 

Actually, I think it may be a result from distracting myself from the Polls.  I would watch 15 minutes of a show, pause it, check the Polls, then clean for 5 minutes, and repeat.  So I was up cleaning for 5 minutes out of every 20.  All evening long.  That is a lot of up and down and up and down.  I suppose that could do it.

Back to politics as I remember something else from last night.  I was playing SWTOR in the later evening.  Everyone was doing really really well with NOT talking about politics.  Oh, there was the generic comments about the polls and such, but nothing about political opinions and beliefs. 

Until one idiot decided to announce that anyone who votes for Obama was a traitor.  All we said was that we felt the person was being a bit to extreme.  But the one person kept going on about it.  One person left the guild because of it.  After about half an hour, in which he couldn’t get anyone else to take sides at all, he (that is an assumption there) left the guild.  A comment right after was that if you ignore someone trying to stir things up, it becomes a self-correcting situation. 

A smart rule is to never discuss politics in Guild Chat.  People on both sides get upset.  People trying to ignore the discussion get upset.  In the past, I’ve seen guilds fracture and split in half over politics during election years.  It is too volatile a topic.  It is worse than religion.

Another post inspired by a search topic – Olive Oil and Epidermal Suffocation

Posted in Health with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , on November 6, 2012 by urbannight

No, it won’t kill you. Not even Olive Oil. Olive Oil will moisturize the heck out of you.

I’ve already discussed how people once thought it was possible to suffocate if the skin was completely coated with a non-breathable, or non-porous, substance.  That has been completely debunked.  While the skin does ‘breath’ to an extent, it has nothing to do with the respiratory system that keeps us alive.  Frequent coating with latex, gold paint, or grease paint may make the skin itself a little less healthy if a person does not take care of it properly in the first place.

As for olive oil —  even if you put yourself in a vat of the stuff, the only way you will suffocate is if you forget to come up for air.  Its breathing through the mouth and nose that keeps us alive.  It is the work of the lungs, not the skin, to pump oxygen into the blood stream.

In fact, olive oil was used as soap by the Romans.  They poured it over themselves, rubbed it in, and scrapped it off with a special tool called a Strigil.  This was a slightly curved wooden blade.  Sometimes salt was mixed with the oil to produce an exfoliating oil.  They might also crush herbs into the salt before mixing with the oil to produce a pleasant, scented exfoliant.  Sometimes, this mess that was scrapped into bows.  I call it a mess because it was full of sweat and dirt.  If the person was famous, like a gladiator with a large following, these bowls would be labeled and perfumers would purchase them.  Then they would make perfumes, aphrodisiac scents to be more exact, that people would buy to try to attract whomever they were interested in.

I imagine that the people who used less salt probably had amazing skin.  Olive oil is great for the skin.  In the winter, if you are having trouble with dry skin, the best thing to do is put a cap full into a warm bath.  Too hot dries the skin more.  Washing in slightly oily water is great for dry skin. 

Some people prefer to wash in the shower and then take a bath.  They don’t want to soak in dirty water.   I do see the logic in that but I also see the huge wastefulness of water.  I, myself, find that the water doesn’t start to get too dirty until I actively start washing.  So a pre-soak to relax before I scrub always feels good.

A little oil in the bath water will leave a bit of a residue on the tub.  So you want to be careful getting in and out.  But Olive Oil is a great moisturizer and you don’t ever have to fear that you may die if you cover your body in it.