Or in other words, the weekly catch up post w/pictures.
First, I have an actually amusing work story. Our guy up front who does our BOMs (basically, the paperwork I scan to cut the thing they want) is still new at the job and has moments of... well, dyslexia. We about got burned on one Thursday. The cover was a prototype (AKA first attempt), and as such comes to me with a packet of paperwork including a "blueprint" of what it should look like called a mini. Now, the particular cover had an item # of 37761- but our guy put it in the part where the BOM pulls up the marker to cut as 37661. Thus, everything comes out right at my end EXCEPT for the thing I would cut. And as busy as I was- and distracted with machine problems- I would have sailed right on without noticing- EXCEPT for the fact that the first thing the machine draws on a 37661 is this:
That's right- it shouted NO! NO! at me! (it seems that that particular customer belonged to one of our other plants where sewers aren't so bright and need written instructions on their canvas.) THAT made me look at the mini, after which I hit the pause and started singing, "One of these things is not like the other..."
Next up, our apartment was randomly selected (groan) to get radon tested. They give you a set of instructions a page long that include not leaving ANY windows open, not running any "whole house" fans, not leaving your doors open for any longer than the necessary for in-out travel, don't jack your air conditioner around, seal up any window A/C units, blah blah blah. They mounted it over another like page of instructions (which you now cannot read as you're not supposed to disturb it) on the wall an arm's reach from where I am sitting. I have two comments on this. First, they are fortunate indeed that the temps here have soared into the "damn, it's hot" range or my response to their requirements woulda been "not bloody likely". Two, those of you who were fans of Saturday Night Live in the old days (AKA when it was still funny) will know why I am so tempted to put another sign above the darn thing reading, "DO NOT TAUNT HAPPY FUN BALL."
And now, some pictures!
|Monday, we discovered that someone had finally cut the Leaning tree down and chopped it up.|
|Wednesday, another tree fell across the trail, lol!|
Later, we run into this ground hog...
|"You can't see me..."|
Thursday it was down by the river...
|Faster than a speeding swallow...|
The rest of the week was so hot that we took walks at night, and I dispensed with the camera for them.