Just some thoughts...

So normally about this time of the week, I'm trying to find something entertaining in the news (or what passes for it), but all the news is about Congressional character assassination, and I don't feel like playing.  While I'm sure if I looked around, I could find an overweight Russian guy half-naked and doing something silly in public, but I ain't feeling it today.  So this is going to be a little bit of "bullet-pointing" on a variety of subjects serious and not.

One thing I just want to get clear.  I read many of the "#whyIdidntreport" tweets this last week, and I completely understand.  I can truly see why so many do not.  HOWever, I believe Judge Kavanaugh's accuser is both lying and bought and paid for.  I believe she is just a delaying tactic being used to see how nutless the GOP in Congress is (Answer:  Pretty nutless).  I believe that every time a Democrat wheels a last minute accuser out like this, they demean every one of those who legitimately were attack by mongrels that make me sorry to be a male, and I have a hard time believing that so many swallow this BS up and don't ever call out the Dems for the lying bastards they are.  And right there is a BIG part of why I'm staying off the news pages today.


So let me move on to something else.  Last night, my fellow cutter on 2nd shift let the FB world know that she had not one, not two, but three rolls of fabric with constant, annoyingly tiny to big and ugly, yet minor snags on the good side of the fabric.  While my first reaction was, "What a surprise, Daioke is one of the single most unprofessional vendors to ever disgrace China, and I can't believe that Notting Hill Fabric is dumb enough to licence these losers," I had to try and encourage her, so I made a comment along the lines of, "Steady now, they prolly work hard for that 2 french fries a week they get paid."  When I came in, I took a panel she saved as an example and laid it on the quality guy's desk, noting that there were three such rolls back there.

Later, I was informed that they preferred an old hand like me look into how bad they were.  The SECOND panel I cut was bad enough I would have rejected it.  I took it to quality guy, asking how much time he really wanted me to waste.  He showed it to our nearby salesperson- and they PASSED it.  I showed it to the show and pack leads, told them it was "passed", and they were in shock.   Moments later, I caught about my fifth snag in 8 or nine panels, called over New Big Boss.  He looked, took a picture, said, "Keep going."  I said, "Fine, I just didn't want MY name attached to this stuff."  I thought the rolls should have been stuck in a box, sent to China, attention our guy at Daioke, labelled "SUPPOSITORIES".  When my partner came in, I was on yet another roll with more snags.  I told her the story and advised her, "When you see a snag, (covers eyes)."

What do you suppose the over/under on recuts will be tomorrow?  Especially on the six hot ones I was just starting on at the end of the day.

Normally I am far more professional than this.  But despite the boasting, we're in one of those "quality be damned" cycles we go through until enough customers bitch enough times.  It goes around, it comes around.



Moving on, I am reading a new book at lunch, The Unknown Universe by Stuart Clark.  It is science the way it should be, and I am enjoying it thoroughly.  Anyway, one of the things in astrophysics I have struggled to understand is why all of the sudden the Moon had to have been an early chunk of the Earth that was broken off.  All I ever heard on the subject was the many ways they have failed to figure out just how this occurred.  But this guy actually explained it in a way I understood- the farther you get from the sun, the more certain isotopes of certain elements change their concentrations.  Kinda like a fingerprint on how far away and how long ago a body formed.  And the oldest moon rocks are a dead match for ancient Earth rocks.  So it had to come from the early Earth.


But how?  He went through each of the popular theories- and why evidence and observation has shot each one down, at least for now.  And when I went back to work, I was mulling it over, and I heard the still small voice say...


"I took a rib..."


God took a "rib" from the ancient Earth?  Makes perfect sense, so much of life as we know it depends upon the Moon being in the exact place, the exact distance, the exact speed and angle.  Now think about this:  Just like Adam and Eve, husband and wife, God's plan is for the man to lead- while the woman balances him, slows him down, brings beauty to his life.  I'll let you all mull this over...


And finally, I got a scam e-mail the other day that amused me greatly.  It was from the "International Police Agency, located at George HW Bush International Airport, in TEXTAS."  That's right, Textas.  You know, that big, funny shaped cell phone located south of OK Lahoma...