Storm Footage

Back in the day, tornadoes used to be a recurring nightmare theme for me.  There was one particularly bad one in which I told myself, "This has got to be a dream."  Then I slammed my elbow into a cinder block wall and it hurt so badly that I concluded, "No, this is no dream.  I'm awake."

Fortunately it was just a dream. 

I don't have tornado nightmares as often any more, but I still do have them occasionally. 

I have a feeling that is about to change.



Yeah...

It was rough at work today.  They've decided that each line needs to run a minimum of 500 units per shift.  That doesn't make sense to me, because we've never been able to consistently run 400 units per line.  Now we're all of the sudden supposed to add another 100.  Naturally, instead of fixing the REAL problems the plant has, they've decided that the boss is going to run up and down the line, slapping his hands together, and shouting, "Come ON!  Let's GO!  Let's get MOVING!" All.  Day.  Long. 

I guess he doesn't realize that all he's doing is making people nervous and jumpy-- and angry.  Except me.  I just ignore him.

When my sister was little, she couldn't say ignore.  She said goodnore.

That's what I was doing.  I was goodnoring him.  

I've been doing that job for seventeen years.  I don't need somebody yelling at me like I'm a dog for me to know what I'm supposed to do. 

I finally broke down and bought The Hunger Games for my Kindle.  I've heard so much about it, plus the previews for the movie looked pretty good.  I'd better get to reading. 

And I still haven't forgotten my review of Unwind.  It's coming.  I promise.

I guess I'd better get busy, huh?