Combo-Post

I have some old un-published posts whose subject matter includes mammaries, dinosaurs, and class 1 drugs. What I thought I would do is combine them into one silly post that only I will enjoy, most probably. So phooey on all of you. I'll post what I want and you can't stop me... Neener!

*runs away, pigtails flipping, tongue stuck out*

And then I will post mind-boggling photos of the giant TV that is now equipped with HD/Digital cable. Ooooph! It's so BIG the best view is from my kitchen...

Woody Wood..

Hmmm.... well I haven't been here because my house has been a disaster. What was supposed to be a one day effort has now spanned the weekend into today and I am just about up to my eyeballs in frustration. With any luck (divine intervention, some kind of massive voodoo spell, and a wave of the fairy wand) I should have two rooms decked in lurverly (gack!) laminate wood flooring which does not even remotely look like wood, much less sound like wood. But let us who still inhabit the world of renting be not derisive of such grand landlordly gestures. I will be much pleased with my clone flooring and will adore it until such time as I can convince myself that owning a house of my own is not the money pit/nightmare/den of insecurity that I currently believe it is.

Yes... there will be sleeping in the BED tonight! Woo - F*&@ing - Hoo!!

Casa de Poopie

There's nothing like the fresh smell of sewage (or Napalm) in the morning. Today was supposed to be a happy day with new wood flooring being installed in the bird room and my bedroom, but NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! Because my landlord did not take care of business last week and get the freakin' plumbing fixed, I had another waste-water flood this morning and when the floorers showed up they turned up their collective flooring noses. Yay!! Three more days of complete domestic disarray, and sleeping on my miniscule loveseat while at least one dog tries to insert himself under my skin.

Oh effervescent joy! Oh ecstatic bliss!

Meanwhile I am working on a little mudding/texturing/painting effort in the bird room - about which I may post and show piccies of my carpentry skilz.

Misled... Again!

Audubon inspired me again to look more closely at my carbon-footprint. In this month's magazine, there is this article, which got me all fired up about getting a second vehicle that I could turn to an alternative fuel source. I was stoked by what this article had to say and by the fact that they made it seem so feasible. Well... stupid me, I've know all along that going green was never going to be easy, and certainly never economical. It's SO counter-intuitive, but it is all fuelled by the big "E" and corporate lobbyists and at the most fundamental level, by those who have all the dineros. And, "those" are most definitely not "me's".

Nevertheless, besides knowledge, my excursion into alternative fuel via Audubon did lead me to this blog which I hope you all will visit.

Brown Water

What is worse than nasty back-up, rotting tree root, brown water mainline plumbing in your house all over the floor and soaking into the carpet and thank god you are still renting because this completely blows and I'm NOT using my good towels to soak this shitwater up??? Well, almost nothing except believing that if it weren't for your slightly large (only the bulb and minutely enlarged nares) and offside nose your profile would approach perfectly proportioned phi-ness.

But other than that, life is just real peachy. And it's Friday which means I get to sip on the red. Tonight's bottle is a Primus, 2005 carmenere/cab/merlot blend that is just fine for a Friday mopping up poo-flood and working the "house spreadsheet" to see just how much I can spend to get into something of my own that hopefully will have patent plumbing. Persons seemingly much wiser than me counsel that I should just find the house first and the paying thereof will be moot. Namely the Universe will nod to my desire, sense my vibratory need, and the fundage will materialize.

Meanwhile Clyde demands that he be able to lick my meniscus. See below for evidence:

Argentine Tango SHIITE

For some smokin' contemporary tango muzack, go HERE. And clicky on Narcotango>audio>vi luz y subi... it's got a tremendous Bond intro then a lovely gyrating beat that invites one to all sorts of milonga dirtiness and flirtation.

El Momentito de Cambio

For those of you who come by, I would truly appreciate the input...

Sydney A. English, MBA

CAREER PROFILE

✧ Fully invested in the success of each transaction, project, and strategy.
✧ Successful in multiple arenas resulting in broad experiential foundation and steep learning curve.
✧ Exceptional innovation and leadership skills coupled with strong interpersonal acumen.
✧ Dedication to Good Business Practices, improved Quality Standards, and effective Management Methodolgy.
✧Bilingual English/Spanish - conversational, technical, and business spoken, written and read.

EMPLOYMENT HISTORY

Marcuse & Son, Inc., Ft. Worth, TX General Manager – Operations 2003- Present
Managed and coordinated 8-10 personnel in management, accounting, and service/maintenance.
Originated and implemented performance, efficiency, and customer satisfaction metrics.
Established and streamlined operations procedures with emphasis on efficiency.
Excelled in customer development, relations, and retention resulting in increased and repeat sales.
Yearly Stats: Gross Sales increase 39%, Net Income increase (??), and Personal Sales increase 26% 2005-2007.

CAMEX, Inc., Austin, TX & Tonala, MX Operations Executive 2001-2002
Interacted daily with custom's brokers, international and domestic, insuring prompt processing of merchandise. Coordinated all documentation
Administered sales accounts and prepared associated reports for internal use and at clients’ request. Supervised client tours of manufacturing facility in Mexico.
Restructured and maintained internal processes/documents.
Implemented inventory controls establishing bar-coding and item coding protocols.

World Pieces, Inc., Ft Worth, TX & Guadalajara, MX Chief of Operations 1997-2001
Supervised the wholesale distribution, marketing and sales of imported Mexican products. Arranged and attended markets in High Point, Chicago, and Dallas.
Directed client accounts with emphasis on developing strong relationships with buyers and providing excellent customer service.
Organized and maintained order, inventory, and invoice protocols enhancing performance and client satisfaction.

Alcon Laboratories - Ft Worth, TX Scientist I, Retina Research 1993-1997
Devised new protocols and paradigms for in vivo and in vitro research studies.
Prepared and evaluated various tissue for histopathology in multiple substrates; light and electron microscopy; and biochemical assays, i.e. immunocytochemistry, ADP-ase, and related procedures..
Analyzed processed tissue samples via photomicroscopy and digital analysis.
Perfected micro-dissection, micro-surgery, cell culture and tissue recovery techniques.
Evaluated animal health and performed necropsy, interacting with staff veterinarians.
Reported on all data produced from studies with emphasis on presentation and statistical analysis including documentation and procedures associated with DEA scheduled substances.

EDUCATION

Texas Christian University 2007
Master of Business Administration; Concentration - Management/Negotiations

Texas A & M University 1987
Bachelor of Science Psychology/Biology; Secondary Minor - Spanish

PUBLICATIONS & ASSOCIATIONS

Emmett-Oglesby, M.W., Lytle, D.A., English, S.A., Anxiolytic β-Carbolines: From Molecular Biology to the Clinic, "Abecarnil Used to Treat Benzodiazepine Withdrawal," Springer-Verlag, 1993, pp. 121-131.

Dallas Caged Bird Society/Fort Worth Bird Club – Member since 2003

Project Haven – certified rescue home since 2003

The Hare

Coming home from work I go the back way which takes me by Quanah Parker park situated next to a flowing branch of the Trinity River. Needless to say there is quite a bevy of wildlife in this area - a nice bit of unpopulated green belt right behind a major housing development. I have spotted bobcat, coyote, raptors of all sorts, rabbits, 'coons... you name it. At some point or another they are all jockeying around in this area and more often than not are caught unawares on the road and smished. 

MrTortoise was headed down that squishy road just as I came along. He was hell-bent for leather to cross our little two-lane with nary a care for the flashing tires that would spell his demise. So, I dutifully pulled over, collected a hissing tortuga and deposited him safely on the other side of said byway.

My only hope is that he meanders on down to the river and is satisfied thusly, forgetting to cross back over. It'll truly suck if I see smushed turtle tomorrow.

In the Final Analysis,

It would seem that I am afraid of myself and the lurking expression of my dharma.

And so it would seem...

Why am I afraid of my inherent destiny?

However,...

Is potential, and consequently fulfilling or not, an internal construct or a given?

Turning the Corner...

Is it a justification to be less than, hence a reduction of external expectation??