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« Reply #975 on: December 04, 2021, 07:02:57 PM »
I love cats as well. Just remember cats are attracted to those who appear to ignore them

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« Reply #976 on: December 06, 2021, 03:26:38 PM »
...Student 'Social Directors'... ::) ::) ::)

...I was very subdued when I entered College, I had been the 'nerdy cello playing girl' who nobody asked out in H.S.  I only got to the Prom because a girlfriend told a guy that she would 'clean me up', and...I DID look pretty good.  A few guys socialized with me afterwards.  So, I decided to just be 'ME' in college, since only one other person knew me there, and she was my best friend.  I played hard on the cello, and was the Principal in the Conservatory Orchestra, and let my sometimes strange sense of humor loose.  During the hour long 'Solo Class', where students would perform for the rest of the students, I got my quartet to pretend that we were having problems.  It was the Dvorak, and I played the opening theme...and TOTALLY MESSED UP the last few notes.  The other players glared at me, but then they all started making mistakes, and we all glared at each other.  I was trying VERY hard not to giggle...our coach, who was also Professor of Cello, who I took lessons from every day...was looking down at the floor.  We really MANGLED the ending, and stood, and started arguing among ourselves, and so the Stage Manager, who we had enlisted into the joke, came out and shooed us off of the Stage.

...I was surprised to become 'Popular', I was invited to come to parties by professors, and it was nice.  We would all eat a nice dinner at their homes, and talk and listen to music.  The ones I attended were very safe, the wife of the professor was present, so we students stayed in low key.  I was ASTONISHED when, at the end of my Frosh year, I was elected to be the PRESIDENT OF THE STUDENT CONSERVATORY!!!   ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D  I would oversee a budget of a few thousand dollars, and was a member of the University Student Council, and would vote the interests of the Conservatory.  I had fun, and did a good job...and that was when I began to have doubts about just playing the cello for the rest of my life.  In my Soph Year, people urged me to run for a University Student Govt' position, so I ran for the 'Two Year Student Senator' position...there was only one such office.  I worked hard, going to every place where I could make a speech...some Fraternity guys...and one Sorority girl...wanted to get to know me better.     8)   I declined all of them...so they probably didn't vote for me.  I won the Office!!!!   I had a LOT of fun, the President of the Conservatory would often give me his Proxy to vote on the University Council, so, when my name was called...I would hold up two fingers, and chant either..."Two Aye"...or..."Two Nay".  There were only 14 votes on the Council.

...In my Junior Year, I switched to Business Admin as a major, but kept Music as a Minor.  I still took some music courses, and continued to take lessons on cello and piano, and played in the Orchestras and ensembles.  I actually wanted to run as Student Body President of the University, but people cautioned me, saying that I wasn't well known...even though I had won the Two Year at Large position.  Plus, my 'boyfriend' was getting serious with me, and wanted me to be around, so I helped get a woman elected...I made an impassioned campaign speech to the Conservatory, and spent many hours sitting with her at her Sorority planning her campaign, and comforting her at times.  (And feeling a bit pissed...I had REALLY WANTED TO BECOME STUDENT BODY PRESIDENT!!!!  That would have shown the assholes in my old neighborhood that I WASN'T a small, weak nerdy girl!!!!!!)

...((Finish below...gotta calm down... ::) :P ;D

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« Reply #977 on: December 06, 2021, 05:30:35 PM »
...As an aside, when I was with her at her Sorority...I would wonder why no Sorority...other than the Music one...had invited me to join.  I mean, I really wasn't too bad looking...was the Principal Cellist...got good grades...had won a University Level Election...and was on several University Committees.  I must have PISSED OFF some girl early in my career.  *Stamps Foot*  That could have been interesting, living with 30 or 40 other young women, all from important families...who knows where I would have ended up...I would have brushed off the guy who was chasing me...who I married.  (But, we did have a lot of good years, I should focus on those memories)

...When the girl I supported won the Presidency, she was VERY grateful, she knew that I had pulled in a lot of votes for her, and I had sat with her and her best friend at night  and helped plan her campaign, and kept her spirits up.  I wanted to become the Student Academic Director...I would attend meetings of the University Faculty Meetings...and would have access to the University President.  I had had access to Him as President of the Conservatory, and enjoyed sitting with Him and speaking of Student matters.  But, she knew better...she appointed her best friend as the Academic Director...and...I was appointed...

...STUDENT SOCIAL DIRECTOR!!!!

...Me, who had NEVER attended a dance or many University wide social events...would now have a $35K budget...(That was a LOT of money back then)...and would have the responsibility of planning dances, and other social events.  :P  I WAS NOT VERY HAPPY about the appointment, and ACTUALLY GAVE SERIOUS THOUGHT to declining the position.  I mean, I still felt like the 'nerdy girl', although I had campaigned and won a University level position.   But, I accepted it...and spent that summer at the Campus, and sat in MY NEW OFFICE...(It was just a desk with an old chair, and a poster of the SF Symphony I tacked on the wall and a two drawer file cabinet)...and figured out how I was going to spend $35K in a way that the Student Body would appreciate.  A dance would only cost $200 to $400, and I planned two dances a month...so...I had some money left over.  I planned some concerts with professionals who would come on the campus, and still had money left over.  My first event was a 'pizza party', and I spent the late afternoon driving back and forth to Shakeys Pizza, and hauling back boxes of pizza...eating a couple slices...and driving back to the Parlor.  So, I looked at what past Directors had done...and decided to put on two PUBLIC ROCK CONCERTS at the Civic Auditorium.

...I looked at the files of the past Social Directors, of Rock Concerts that they had produced, and saw that they had lost around $5K and $7K per concert...and they had booked a popular act!!!!    :o   The President told me to be careful, he didn't want me to cause a 'problem' at the University, and reminded me that I had to stay in my budget.  I looked closely at the Contracts...and laughed.  The 'side benefits' that the Promoters had wanted for the performance were outrageous!!!   Potted Plants...a buffet for the band...alchohol...you name it...it was in it...in addition to the cost of the band.  So, I shook my head...I was a performer of classical music...and ALL THAT I NEEDED was a green room, that had lemonaide, to rest in during the Intermission. 

...I booked the Civic Auditorium for two concerts, and planned my first concert.  I won't tell the name of the Band, they were very popular, and had a lot of recordings.  Their Road Manager sent me a contract, and I carefully read it, and shook my head when I finished...they had loaded it with ALL SORTS of goodies.  I called the manger, and said that we couldn't do the concert, that I was NOT going to pay for lodging of 'assistants' and such.  He argued with me, and I said, "I will modify the contract, to show what I will pay for."  I hung up, and carefully went through it, keeping in mind a 'REALISTIC' view of the proceeds, and sent it back...with comments.  The Manager called me, later, arguing with me, saying that I should be paying for the extras, and I said "No, I am on a budget...but...tell you what...I will pay for what I indicated, which will get the Concert advertised and ready, and I will just take 20% of the profit...rather than 80%...since I am producing it."  He yelled at me, and I hung up.  I ignored his calls for several days...I was studying...and felt that my grades were more important than the DAMN CONCERT...and then I got a call from the PERSONAL MANAGER of the Band.  He was a bit exasperated, he said that the Band REALLY wanted to do the concert...I gathered that it fit their schedule, and a little extra money was good.  I said that the other manager wanted me to pay for stuff that I wasn't going to pay for, and that I really DIDN'T NEED TO PUT ON THE CONCERT!!!  He just told me that he would talk to the Road Manager.

...The Road Manager called me a day later...and HE WAS FURIOUS!!!  He declared that I had broken ALL KINDS OF RULES by talking directly to the Personal Manager, I just said, "Oh, OK."  He then said, "Sign the last Contract I sent you, or you ARE NOT GOING TO HAVE YOUR CONCERT...WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THAT!!!!!!!!!!!!"  I just calmly replied, "OK, I am just a Student Social Director, I am not doing this for a living, I will just put on more dances or hire "T.........o..........P" to do the Concert."   He hung up on me!!!!

...I later got a call from B----- G---- who said, "I looked into this, and modified the contract the way you wanted, will you produce the concert?"  I said yes, and after I carefully read it, I assured the Hall that the Concert was on, arranged for radio and newspaper advertising, hired security and the PD to oversee safety, and then the Concert went on.  I sat with the BG Manager after the concert, and he wrote me a check for about $2,500, my share of the profit.  (After the band costs, and a separate check to me for my costs.)  The University President was impressed when I reported to him...I had budgeted that I was going to LOSE $2,000 in my approved budget.

...*Sighs*  I was astounded after that experience.  I mean, those popular, bearded long haired pot smoking 'Social Directors' got their asses handed to them, and me, this mousy, glasses wearing, frumpy clothed girl, (Although I also had long hair), somewhat beat the other side down.  Actually, I should have gotten the 80%, since I was paying and promoting...but I just wanted to assure that I would get my costs back, if the concert failed, and was happy to be the first Student Social Director to make money on a concert.  That experience taught me a lot about promoting concerts...so...at the next one...after paying all of the expenses...I walked out of the auditorium with a Police "Escort"...They were holding my arms, making it look like I was being arrested...while I was holding ALL OF THE PROCEEDS... $30K in a SHOEBOX...I have always had a sense of the 'Dramatic' and went along with it.  I kept my head high, and my eyes narrowed, telling everyone with my expression..."Hey, it took TWO OF THEM to subdue this Bitch!!!")... ::)  I made money on that one, too.   ;)

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« Reply #978 on: December 06, 2021, 06:24:10 PM »
You have a good head for business to be sure

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« Reply #979 on: December 07, 2021, 11:19:15 AM »
...I listened to this today, and honored those who died at Pearl Harbor, and those who fought to make us prevail over the enemy.

...https://youtu.be/x3dwsRSA6KE

...I have played this Suite several times, and always got choked up, even as a teenager.  My Father, and all of my Uncles on both sides served in WW II, with distinction.  My Father was held back from active combat because he was the youngest of six brothers, and the War Dept didn't want a repeat of the Sullivan Brothers.  At 7:08, I imagined that we were describing Pearl Harbor, and I would actually get angry, and just HAMMER the bow at the climax!!!

...But I had tears of pride at the end, imagining how the people must have felt, knowing that the War was over, and that Fathers, Brothers, Uncles, and Sons could come home and get back to a peaceful life.

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« Reply #980 on: December 07, 2021, 06:38:28 PM »
An increidble time in history both good and bad. Bad for the losses but it was one of the few times the entire country stood together.

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« Reply #981 on: December 08, 2021, 04:45:16 PM »
...There is an article about camel 'Beauty Contests', that is having problems, owners are modifying the animals to make them more 'Beautiful'.

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Dozens of camels barred from Saudi beauty contest over Botox
yesterday
DUBAI, United Arab Emirates (AP) — Saudi authorities have conducted their biggest-ever crackdown on camel beauty contestants that received Botox injections and other artificial touch-ups, the state-run Saudi Press Agency reported Wednesday, with over 40 camels disqualified from the annual pageant.

Saudi Arabia’s popular King Abdulaziz Camel Festival, which kicked off earlier this month, invites the breeders of the most beautiful camels to compete for some $66 million in prize money. Botox injections, face lifts and other cosmetic alterations to make the camels more attractive are strictly prohibited. Jurors decide the winner based on the shape of the camels’ heads, necks, humps, dress and postures.

Judges at the monthlong festival in the desert northeast of the Saudi capital, Riyadh, are escalating their clamp down on artificially enhanced camels, the official news agency reported, using “specialized and advanced” technology to detect tampering.

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This year, authorities discovered dozens of breeders had stretched out the lips and noses of camels, used hormones to boost the beasts’ muscles, injected camels’ heads and lips with Botox to make them bigger, inflated body parts with rubber bands and used fillers to relax their faces.

..Hells Bells, sounds like what I would pretty much do to myself, as a teenager, when I had a 'hot date'.   ;)

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« Reply #982 on: December 08, 2021, 05:19:06 PM »
Think they will ever ban such enhancements for the miss usa contests? Nah lol

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« Reply #983 on: December 09, 2021, 12:03:56 AM »
...I often listen to this, when I need some inspiration.   :)  A wonderful leader, with such an inspiring voice, and such a way with words.

...https://youtu.be/Kx3W4F80L04

...Tonight, I was thinking about what happened in WW II.  Especially about the 'Devil Dogs', the US Marines.  I mean, think about what it must have been like.  There they  were, packed into a transport ship...(I have toured one, and it wasn't like the Suite on the Cruise Ship I was on.)  And then, they had to climb down rope ladders into those small landing ships, circle around for a while, and then head into the island.  The boat would stop, the ramp would drop, and then they would run up the beach...bullets landing all around them...and head into the jungles to fight...while their friends and teammates were falling around them.  But, the Marines kept fighting, and took ALL of the Islands they invaded.  The Japanese Officers would urge their men to follow Bushido...and if they did so, they would prevail.  But...the Devil Dogs always won...even when their Brothers were laying dead, on the sand, or washing ashore...and there was blood in the water.

...Yes, the Devil Dogs did fight on the beaches, the forests, the jungles, the cities...and...

...They always won...

...A quick tale of one of my Uncles, he was a Marine NonCom, they wanted him to become an Officer, but he refused...he just wanted to lead the men as best he could.  He saw a lot of action, I cleaned out his Apt when he died, and I brought home, and still have, a metal box with his medals.  There are two Purple Hearts, and a Silver Star.  They made him a DI, and he would work with the new recruits.  I am pretty sure that he was like we see in the movies...he could SCARE ME when I just looked at him across the dinner table.  But, he quit, and became a construction worker.  I asked him, once, why he didn't stay in.  He actually sighed, and said, "The young men aren't what they used to be."  He then explained that he had heard that some recruits were out on the town, and they all just stood and watched as 'Town People" beat up one of their group.  That recruit was a bit smaller than the rest of the recruits, and they didn't like him...and they just let the 'Towners' beat him up. 

...He shook his head, and said..."We Marines watch over each other...when we fight...it is to protect the guy beside us.  And, I knew, when I was fighting, that the guys beside me, were fighting to protect me.  These new men don't feel the same."

...God willing, the current Marines have the old mindset...that is what makes them Warriors.  I kinda sensed that when I engaged in 'kumite', when I was actually fighting an opponent...we had padding...but we could get hurt.  I was a pretty fierce opponent, and decked a number of women...and a few men.  My mindset, was what made the difference...a few times I just laid on the mat...and climbed up, holding my tummy, or my head, or a leg...or all of them... :P  I would sit, and drink some water, and think over what had happened.  I learned, that if I visualized that I was fighting to protect my children, or my girlfriend, I would win...my body acted on itself.  If I visualized that I was just in a dual, my body acted differently.  I would have to actually THINK about what was happening, and THINK about what to do...

..."Right hand block...half step back...right hand turn...left hand punch...left hand downward block...step to the left...right foot kick...pull leg back...block with right hand...roundhouse kick with left foot..."

...My roundhouse kicks were pretty good, I had good balance, and could control where I landed it.  I landed it on a few Instructors, and I did land a roundhouse punch on Ron Marcini...He should have invited me to join him in one of his movies...I would be the Evil Woman who was taking over the World...laughing as Govt's fell...and gorging on rich food and liquor...and various sexual partners...and then...we would face off...and well...I would hiss at him as I died...

..."Gonna get you in the next life..."

...And, he would mash in my face... ::) ::) ::) ::) ::) ::) ::) ::) ::) ::) ::)

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« Reply #984 on: December 09, 2021, 07:20:36 PM »
Sadly I think the marines have slipped even further than when your uncle quit with the influx of wokeness into the military. Even the green beret are not what they once were sighs, time was it meant something to be a green beret, you had to be a ranger first, then test for green beret after 2 years of proving yourself as a ranger, less than 5% of those who tested passed. Now, deals are made with rangers to move them to the green beret. The green beret were the best of the best, now they are largely diplomats arranging deals behind the scenes for the locals to help the rangers sighs. Nothing like it was. I was trained by a lt col who had been a green beret in korea and viet nam. He would turn ober in his grave at what the beret have become.

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« Reply #985 on: December 10, 2021, 02:23:22 PM »
...Counting Chickens... ::)

...I described, above, when I counted 30,000 chickens...but I left out how I started.   ::)

...I followed the grumpy old man into the first building, and stared at the lines of cages...and ...decided to have some fun.   ::)

...I asked a few questions of the Manager, (The Grumpy Old Man), and then carefully took out my pad of yellow paper, and wrote some nonsense down, and then walked to the edge of the row.  I counted the chickens in the first cage, and wrote it down on the pad, and asked the Manager if he agreed on the number of the hens.  He just stared at me, and I counted the next cage, and asked him if I had counted it right...he just stared at me... ::)

...I did the same thing a third time...and I REALLY SENSED that he was about to grab me by my ponytail, and THROW me out onto the field...and I just laughed, and said,

..."Sorry, I have a strange sense of humor."

...I then did as I described, and we got the count done pretty quickly.

...He was laughing, too, at the end, and gave me a case of eggs when I was done.

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« Reply #986 on: December 10, 2021, 04:50:36 PM »
Hooes your count was accurate smiles. Just think of it had been in the 50s or so, those checkens may have been wearing rose coloured sunglasses, they used them to keep chickens from attacking and killing a wounded chicken the colour masked the colour of blood.

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« Reply #987 on: December 10, 2021, 06:10:41 PM »
... :)...I did certify to the Bank that there were 30,000 chickens...but, in another audit, I certified that a pair of rusted metal bowls were worth $1,500.  I later saw them auctioned off for $83.   ::)  Like any beancounter, numbers spoke to me, I could 'do things' with them, but get me out onto a road construction site, (with me wearing my brand new, shiny white helmet...I did keep it clean and polished it before I put it on)...and I had NO IDEA of what was going on.  The Foreman would tell me to stand back, "The 980's are coming in."  and I would look around, wondering just what the HELL a '980' was.  I did quickly learn, and scampered away when I saw a HUGE FRONT LOADER heading towards where I was standing.  So, when I really needed to go out into the 'Field' to look at what was being done, or speak to a Manager, or take inventory, the President would send a worker with me, with clear instructions..."Keep her the HELL AWAY from ANY dangerous areas, and make sure that she wears the red vest and the HELMET!  She does things on her own, at times."  One of my character traits is curiosity...when I see something I have never seen before, I want to get close, and look at it...and a few times I didn't realize what was going around me.  I once walked through an assembly plant yjay I was auditing, looking at what was going on, and making notes on my pad of yellow paper...and got YELLED AT by a Foreman. 

..."YOU DUMB BITCH!!!  YOU COULD HAVE GOTTEN HURT, AND I WOULD BE BLAMED!!! NEXT TIME YOU COME HERE, STAY IN THE OFFICE, AND WAIT UNTIL I HAVE SOMEONE WALK WITH YOU!!!"

...I bristled, but nodded and apologized.   :(  I didn't get upset over being called a 'bitch', my skin can be thick at times, and I was working for a construction company, all of the people, including the President, had a very colorful vocabulary.   In the later years, when I visited ANY site, I carried my clean, white helmet, and put it on when I got out of my car.  I also wore it when I was preparing the Companies financial statements...my staff asked me why...and I would respond, "I am doing some very creative fiction writing...the Allmighty might frown, and collapse my ceiling."   

...I acquired helmets for my 7 staff members, and a few times, the President would look into my office, and see ALL of us sitting around my desk, wearing helmets, and he would ask.  "What is going on?"  I would reply, "We are planning for this years audit, and we have some ideas that the Allmighty would have trouble approving."  He would just nod, and say, "Good, carry on,"  and leave.

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« Reply #988 on: December 11, 2021, 05:09:24 PM »
Love the sense of humour with the helmets though, there is a certain psychlogical benefit to wearing them while working on projects related to the industry, sort of keeping your focus on the type of business you are doing the paperwork for. Smiles. I had to tour a few factories on occasion as well, part of our function as volunteer firefighters was safety inspections of factories and the like in the area.

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« Reply #989 on: December 11, 2021, 10:21:18 PM »
... :)...You are right about having a helmet.  I mean, here I was, the Controller of a Construction Company, usually wearing my business dress, and sitting at a desk and looking at computer printouts, and writing numbers down on long sheets of paper, and preparing the financial reports for the Bank, the Bonding Company, and the Owners.  I would actually look at the helmet, it was on a corner of my desk, at times, and smile...it did make the numbers come 'alive' for me.  We were building roads and other complex projects, and the helmet made me appreciate the business.  When I left, I actually asked the Owner if I could keep the helmet.  He smiled at me, and said, "Sure, and you will be back."  I took the helmet, along with some other personal items, and wondered what he meant.  I was going to work at a Law Firm.

...I was at that Law Firm for a year, and left...they were idiots...and I wasn't being paid very much.  I joined, after an invitation, the Law Firm that handled the Construction Company that I had worked for.  So, I moved my helmet to the second floor of the building...I had been in a corner office with LARGE WINDOWS on the top floor of the building...when I worked for that Company.

...So, the Owner of the Construction Company was right...I would be up in his office a number of times every month...often, he would summon me, and we would discuss legal matters that I was handling for him, or new matters that were arising.

...And, my helmet was in my office... :)