Too Much “Life” and Not Enough Time

Greetings and Salutations!

Yet again it’s a full deck going on around here.
However, I’m working on getting better.
The job hunt has so far given me 3 interviews already, and a fourth one ‘on deck’ on Thursday.

OK: SO it’s now Thursday and the interview went well.

This’s been a brutal few weeks around here let me tell you… The Dooney has been on his six-month-growth spurt and let me tell you, a piranha doesn’t even start to compare eating wise.

Like 3-4 pouches of yogurt/veggies a day, plus 5-7 (depending on how hungry he is) bottles of formula, and add on he’s miserable cutting toofuses and running a low grade fever on the regular due to the growing pains.

This essentially means that since my last blog a few ago, I get maybe three hours of sleep at night. I feel like this’s combat operations ALL over again, except I can’t say ‘fuck it’ and walk away… Besides, he’s just too damned cute:

So hence my extended absence(s)

Right now both he and Gretchen are on a nap as I had to have quiet time whilst I did my interview. This one was of the South Pole gig and that particular gig doesn’t start until January as they flipped it from August. I was looking at working the “Summer Season”, August to late February, but now, as they say, ‘needs/must’ and I’m looking at January to November, which is ‘wintering over’.

Seems the hiring manager reviewed my resume closely and realized I might have what it takes to deal with the insane wintering over they have down there. The next step will be to do a group interview/psyche test so to speak to see if I’ll fit in.

I shouldn’t have any issues. All of my experiences gave me a real edge, in that I have a bunch of needed training that sort of helps… the BIG one being my more-than-passing familiarity with AIrcraft Cargo operations. I did a shit-ton of that when I was in Baghdad on my last tour there. The supervisor was highly pleased to find out I knew what a 436L pallet was, and how to load it.
For the uninitiated:

I used to have to ship equipment all over the AOR on those.
Another plus is my experience with 4k and 10k forklifts.
Being a jack of all/master of none (outside of firearms) definitely is a plus for this gig.

So I got some time to lock in and do some other stuff and because of that, I’ve been interviewing with a bunch of other companies. I’m pleased that I’ve actually been getting quite a few of them, as I’ve heard that a BUNCH of people out there don’t hear shit from anyone, despite sending hundreds of applications out.

4 Interviews so far, and ALL have been great.

The trick is figuring out what I want to do…
THAT’S going to be the bitch of it methinks.

So either way, I did get caught up on the news a bit lately. The Montreal Shooting, which appears to suffered the Memory Hole Effect, cracked me the fuck up in all sorts of ways…

Got to admit
THAT particular headline was not on Ye Olde Bingo Card let me tell you…

On other things
All the mental/emotional damaged Leftists who seem to be unable to help themselves in damaging the reflection pond?

I have a solution

Just shoot them.
End of fucking story.

I mean this weak-sauce punk assed bunch of cowards are attacking not OrangeRetardBad, but attacking our fucking monuments.

I say enough with the mollycoddling of these fucking go-nowhere losers. Fucking make gruesome examples of them. As Stalin used to say, “Give ’em the noodle” which translates to a smol-caliber bullet to the back of the head. I mean these demented retards are out of control, have no fear, and it’s pretty obvious they’re utterly delusional, which in my ‘umble opinion means they should be kil’t and used as organ/skin donors for people who have the need…

Lord knows they serve no other purpose.

I mean they scream and yell about how they’re facing a ‘Holocaust’ and a “Fascist DotGov”… at this point, if I were ORB? I, as I’ve stated before, would completely and utterly embrace my MoustacheManBad side and go full fucking covenant on these despoilers.

I mean FFS, the left has been saying all of this shit forever and a day right? Why not give them a real taste of just what that means?

Fear… raw naked fear of ABSOLUTE MIGHT AND VENGEFUL PUNISHMENT is the ONLY thing at this point that could possibly salvage “The American Experiment”

I mean they’ll never leave us alone
They’ve stated that openly
They’ve even fantasized openly about ‘getting revenge’ on everyone who’s ever had the audacity to either voat the opposite of them (i.e. for any and all on the Right, RINO or not) or has the temerity to ask that we just be left the fuck alone, and not be bothered by the Blue and Purple Haired Childless Haranguing Harridans and their ilk. I mean personally, the 69th Intersectional Didlo Brigade has almost worn me the fuck out.

Hell… part of the reason I’m having ‘issues’ witht he idea of going back into Contracting is that that means leaving Gretchen and Dooney here stateside. IF something untoward in the States were to happen… well being stuck LITERALLY at the South Pole?

I mean Iraq and Kuwait?
In a real world “Oh Holy SHIT things have gone pear shaped!!!” situation, there was always about a 30-40% chance of exfil’ing back to CONUS. Antarctica is a whooooole different ball o’wax so to speak. Something goes world-wide pear shaped, and it’d be me and possibly sumdood having a “The Thing” ending moment:

OK
Back again after ANOTHER ‘dealing w/the Dooney’ situation.

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Damn… 3 days later… I gotta wrap this.
I DO have a poast in progress, but it seems EVERY SINGLE TIME I start typing, His Royal Highness calls and I’m off to deal witht he poopy diapers, raging hunger, or just needs to be held ‘cos God Bless him, the Dooney has NOT been having a fun time with this current growth spurt…

So More Later
Big Country