Friday, October 02, 2009

First Day as an Engineer!

The first day went off without a hitch and went pretty smoothly. I'm really enjoying being an engineer! Actually, it was the first night, or early morning as I'm now working the Midnight to 8 AM shift and after being on days and evening shifts for so many years here it's a little hard getting back into the night shift swing of things. I'm pictured here above, at around 3 AM this morning during a lull in switching moves, seated quite nicely in my new office, a EMD SW 800 switching engine.
Another new thing is my buddy Bill (Pictured above, AKA The Rambling Hillbilly, some of you might read his blog also) from West Virginia and the Athens Volunteer Fire Department finally took my advice and moved his happy ass here and is now working with me as the Midnight Switchman on my crew... Those paychecks aren't hard to take, are they Bill?
My happy crew, Jay, my conductor and Bill again... Sweaty and dirty... Funny, in my new job I don't get dirty anymore... It's kind of a novelty to me now that I'm not covered in sweaty filth when I got home this morning!

And here I sit... Photo taken just mere moments ago... I'm going to be taking one of these self portraits every day throughout the entire sugar crop and I have plans on those that I'll reveal later... It's pretty funny if not entirely original...

Like I said, I'm trying to get my body-clock reset and it'll take a few days with the help of some melatonin so my postings will be erratic... Also I've got a ton of emails from dear friends I've still yet to respond and I feel bad for that, to but for now my bed is calling out it's Siren Song to me, so I'm off to the Land Of Nod...

Copyright 2009 Thomas J Wolfenden


Thursday, October 01, 2009

Breast Cancer Awareness Month

October is Breast Cancer Awareness Month...

I know what you're all thinking. Why is a guy worried about breast cancer?

In 2003 I lost the most wonderful woman in my life, my mother, to breast cancer.

Please, I know times are tough and the money is tight... If you only donate to one charity this year, please donate to the Susan G Komen foundation and together we can find a cure.


http://ww5.komen.org/

Copyright 2009 Thomas J Wolfenden

Saturday, September 26, 2009

I'm either a really huge nut magnet

Or a really huge asshole...

I'm leaning towards the latter.

Let me do a little splainin'... A while ago I met a woman at the Tiki Bar here in town. Contrary to popular belief I do not got to the pub after work to "pick up" women, I go to unwind for a while and bullshit with friends. So it was unusual for me to "chat up" a woman in the first place considering I had met my ex-wife in a bar and swore I'd never do that again.

So against my better judgment, I bought this, ehem, lady a drink and we started talking. A short while later we'd exchanged numbers and agreed to a date the following Friday.

During this conversation I had made it perfectly clear I wasn't looking for a new wife, nor did I need anyone to "take care of me" in any way, shape or form, and the most important thing I expressed was if I say I'll call you at a certain time, I'll call you. I do NOT need someone calling me every day, several times a day. My cell phone had been an electronic leash in the past and I never, EVER wanted that again.

Sure! I agree with you! Sez she...

So we get together the following Friday and for once I did have a great time... I even danced if you believe that... But red flags began to show there ugly little faces throughout the course of the evening... She doesn't work... Hasn't for a while... Been on "disability" for over ten years but she looks to be in pretty good shape to me... The she whispers in my ear during on of our dances if I could score her any coke...

BIG, GIGANTIC RED FLAG...

There's a lot more, but I'll leave most of that out... But needless to say by the end of the night I had the distinct impression that she was looking for a meal ticket and the last thing I need is another woman who's got a chemical dependency problem who doesn't work and wants me to pay for all her shit.

Then the phone calls start coming... First it was two calls the following day. I talked to her on both occasions and while I still liked her, I was backpedaling and playing it very cool. I wanted to learn more about her, but I was also sure at this point I didn't want to have a relationship with this woman. I explained to her over and over I had to work the following day and wouldn't be available (Remember the earlier talk about the electronic leash?) and she agreed that I'd call her later in the week... I get off work and check my cell phone for messages... She called six fucking times!

I didn't return her calls that day, because if I did it would set a precedence that it was ok to call even though I had said earlier I'd call later in the week... By Wednesday, I had a total of 27 calls from her and 15 text messages.

I was livid.

I called her then and told her to just stop calling me. The bullshit was already starting. She text messaged a few more times and called again a time or two, but in the end I had assumed (wrongly) that she had finally gotten the message when the calls and texts stopped coming.

I should tell you all also this woman lives in Naples, about a two-hour drive from here, so at this point I thought I was safe...

Wrong again.

Fast-forward to yesterday. It had been a long week at work. I was tired and sweaty and just wanted a few ice-cold adult beverages before I went to the house, got a shower and went to bed. Me and a buddy from work had bellied up to the bar and we were talking shop, sipping on a cold one when who should walk in...

What the FUCK, over?

My buddy bails on me (thanks a lot pal!) and leaves me alone with her... It was then she tells me she's fallen hard for me (puleeze!) and can't stop thinking about me... Again, what the fuck! Can't this woman get the message? Now she's just following me... She's begging me at this point to change my mind and the more she begs the more and more I'm turned off. She then tells me she's found an apartment here in Clewiston and will be moving here to be close to me... Destroying whatever good mood I had left. Then I tell her I'm going home to take a shower and go to bed... She wanted to follow me home to "visit" with me for a while.

Of course I say no... Nope, I'm going home alone, you CAN NOT come with me.

"Are you going to come back to listen to the band?" she asks...

"Most definitely not." I reply...

"Then who am I going to dance with?"

"Frankly, I don't give a fuck WHO you dance with. I'm going home." With that I paid my bar tab and left for home. A while later, after I had a shower and got some supper, I get a phone call from another buddy of mine, explaining to me that there's some drunk woman at the Tiki Bar creating a scene and some people have have been trying to get in touch with me to do something with her...

What the FUCK, again...

Call the fucking police and leave me the fuck alone. I am not her husband, boyfriend or keeper.

I told my ex-wife years ago I'd rather be alone than put up with bullshit like that, and I meant it then, and I sure as shit mean it now.

I've got my own problems to deal with. I do not need another emotionally crippled, chemically dependent psychic vampire sucking the life out of me again. It seems to me that that's all I attract anymore.

If that's all there is out here anymore I'll just stay alone.

And be an asshole.
Seething rant Copyright 2009 Thomas J Wolfenden

Friday, September 18, 2009

Final exams are over...

Took the last two exams this morning... I think I did well on both. The first one was easy, but the second one I was having a hard time with a handful of questions... Not that I didn't know the answers, I was having a hard time coming up with the wording of what I wanted to put down... That and I hate essay questions.

Half~ day of work today and our instructor took us all out to luck to boot!

All-round pretty good day if I don't say so myself!

Next up is working every day on getting more practice at operating the locomotives until the crop starts in a few weeks.

Dad, I'm finally there. My only regret is you're not around to see it.

Copyright 2009 Thomas J Wolfenden

Friday, September 11, 2009

Have you fogotten?



Eight years ago today it happened...

I know I'll never forget.

Tuesday, September 01, 2009

The Government Can!



This would be even more funny if it weren't so Goddamn true!

Tip O' the Hat to Doberman!

Been quite busy the last few days and haven't really had a chance to compose my own rants, but I am thinking of my own prose later on in the week!

Monday, August 31, 2009

My favorite Mormon says it again!



Wake up America before it's too late!

Let's all stand together to take it back!

Fuck, this shit gets me so Goddamn angry it's not even funny.

Sunday, August 30, 2009

Is this the America I grew up in?



Can anyone say "Police State"?

1st Amendment is going down the toilet along with the rest of the Bill of Rights, and nobody seems to care.

Why isn't this officer being charged with violating this guy's 1st Amendment Right to Free Speech?

What the FUCK, over!

Hat Tip to Doberman at http://iluvsa.blogspot.com/

Saturday, August 29, 2009

Another busy week

Week two of my locomotive engineer's training was another busy one. Practicing using the air brakes, train handling and troubleshooting problems with the locomotive. I'm having a blast! It's a huge boost to my confidence that my instructor trusts me and one other guy to run a locomotive by ourselves for the Switchman trainees learn to mount and dismount moving equipment and making cuts and couplings on trains. He just sends us out on the locomotive now, knowing we're not going to tear up shit...

I'm still trying to get my sleep pattern regulated... I've been going to bed early and not spending any time reading my favorite blogs or doing any posting myself. I think I may have screwed that all up yesterday though... I went to the Tiki Bar after work yesterday afternoon with all good intentions of only staying for Happy Hour... Got there around 4:15 PM... And at 9:30 I was still there... I staggered home and feeling no pain I was able to stay up just long enough to watch the Space Shuttle launch at midnight. Crawling out of bed today at the crack of noon with a pounding head I had to remember I'm not 25 anymore and can't hang out and drink all night like I used to! I also vaguely remember being rude to one guy at the bar last night, but that's not going to worry me. The guy in question has pretty thin skin and likes to be a smartass to people, but doesn't like to get the same thing back, so a little tit-for-tat was warranted.

Next week I'm going to try to post more... There's a lot happening in the world that's been pissing me off and I haven't had a chance to vent about it lately.

I'm doing well on my other goal though... I've been able to drop 10 pounds in the last two weeks and have been eating a lot better. More fruits and greens... Less red meat. It's also helped that its been in the mid 90's all week with 100% humidity so I've been able to sweat a lot of it off.

I can now get into my work trousers without having to suck it in and hold my breath to button the fly!

Copyright 2009 Thomas J Wolfenden

Saturday, August 22, 2009

Been busy...

The last week found me really busy. By the time I got home in the evening, I had just enough reserve energy to get some dinner, get a shower and crawl into bed. No time to blog. I did get several nice emails from friends wondering where I disappeared to. Thanks guys!

For the next several weeks I'll be working on the locomotives, running in the yard and the main line. This is going to be weekdays, on day work. Once the crop starts though, I don't know what shift I'll be working. Since I'll be going from the the highest~seniority conductor to the 6th lowest seniority engineer, I'll most probably be working nights throughout the sugar harvesting season.

Also, it seems like my idea for "Music Monday" wasn't all that popular, so starting Monday I won't be doing it anymore. I'll still be doing "Funny Foto Friday", so keep an eye out for that! You never know what my warped mind will come up with!

All in all, I'm just really glad to get back to work, as I was starting to go stir-crazy, with really nothing to do every day except play on the interweb and drink beer... Wait, that's not really a bad thing, is it?

I do have a few goals set for myself over the next winter... 1st is the lose about 20 lbs... I'm 210 lbs right now, and being 6'2", that not really a bad weight, mine is all in the middle. I've been getting my balls broken by some of the guys I haven't seen since the end of the crop in April, asking what my Due Date is... So my 1st goal is to lose my gut.

2nd is I'm finally getting some much needed dental work done. I've put it off for too long, and I'm sick of people asking me why I never smile. So in about 6 months, I'm going to have one of those fabulous Robert Redford smiles. My dental plan covers it, so why not? I'll blind the ladies with my pearly whites!

Anyway, not much else going on at the moment...

Copyright 2009 Thomas J Wolfenden

Monday, August 17, 2009

Back to work today!!!!!!!



I'm back to work today, so I'll leave you with this song for Music Monday!

Saturday, August 15, 2009

Wake Up America!






And the last word... I want to know why this photo above is racist, hurtful and mean~spirited,

And this one from a few years ago isn't?

Wake Up America!
This might be our last chance!

Wednesday, August 12, 2009

A Very Long Road...

Several times I've been asked why I changed careers and what inspired me to take the job I'm in now. I did write about it before, but I'll reiterate my story again for those of you who are newcomers to my little slice of Cyberspace.

Pictured above is the Torresdale, PA railroad station. It sits about 3 miles from the house where I grew up, along the Northeast Corridor between Washington DC and New York City. Four tracks of electrified 140 lb. rail linking Washington, Baltimore, Philadelphia & New York, it sees the heaviest passenger and freight traffic in the country.

Once the main line for the Pennsylvania Railroad, then when the New Your Central and Pennsy merged, the Penn~Central railroad. By the early 1970's it was then Amtrak passenger service and ConRail for freight.

When I was about five or six, the big thing for me and my dad to do was on Sunday afternoons after Church (if you've ever been subjected to a 2~hour Latin mass at a Catholic church you'd need an outing to recover...) was to head off for a few hours of train watching. My dad would listen to the Phillies on the radio and I'd sit on the hood of our car, a 1963 Ford Falcon station wagon, and watch the trains go by.

Sometimes I'd even get the engineer to blow his whistle at me!

What a rush for a five year old!
Then one day, I can't tell you exactly when it happened, a HUGE GG-1, (pictured above) still sporting it's old Pennsylvania Railroad colors, pulling a cut of shiny new Budd Company Am coaches, came through the station at a crawling speed. I know now that the train was under a "Slow Order" and was just doing a slow pass through the station obeying the rules, but to this five-year-old, he was slowing down to show off his great machine just for me!

When that huge locomotive came even to where I sat in awe, the engineer leaned out of his open window in the cab, gave me a huge toothy grin and tooted his whistle just for me!

As the train passed, I sat in awe... As the last passenger car slid out of sight heading south to 30th Street Station I said to myself, "Someday, I'm going to do that!"

The dream really never did fade in me, no matter what I did in life. I always had that urge, no matter what I did in life. No matter where I was, I'd find an excuse to go somewhere and watch at least one train go by, that little boy in me still wishing to be up in that cab. I know my father always wanted to be an engineer, and I'm pretty sure, wherever he is, he's proud of me right now.

It took a long time, I'm knocking on 44 this coming December, and an even longer circuitous road to get here, but I'm finally here. A long road for that little five year~old boy sitting on the hood of an old Ford Falcon to the man who is, starting next Monday, after five years of working track gangs, operating ballast regulators, working as a conductor, is finally going to Locomotive Engineer's School.
Dad, I know what you were feeling when you witnessed those K4 Pacific's highball it through Frankford Junction when you were a boy back in the 1930's. I only wish you were around now to see me with my hand on the throttle!

Photos pinched from the Interweb, Melancholy reminiscing Copyright 2009 Thomas J Wolfenden

Tuesday, August 11, 2009

A few words on Gun Control


Almost everyone her in the US can tell you what was to be the first battle in our War of Independence. The Battle of Lexington Green in Massachusetts in April, 1775. Paul Revere, riding his horse throughout the night spreading the word that the “The British are coming, the British are coming!”

But what’s now conveniently left out of the US History textbooks today is why the British were coming.

And why was that?

Here’s what they’re leaving out: General Thomas Gage, military governor of Massachusetts, under direct orders of King George, decided to counter these moves by sending a force out of Boston to confiscate weapons stored in the village of Concord.

Confiscate the weapons…

And why did the British was the weapons confiscated? Well, to be able to properly control one’s subjects, first you must be able to take away their ability to resist. It’s the main reason our founding Fathers put the Second Amendment into the Bill of Rights, or collectively, the First 10 Amendments to the Constitution. They, of all people knew that any Government could grow to distrust its people, and in time, subjugate them. The only way to really insure that this would never happen is to give the citizens the tools in which to defend themselves from tyranny.

Take away the guns, you have slaves.

Here in the US there’s one insurance policy on “Life, Liberty and the Pursuit of Happiness” And along with the First Amendment, the freedom of speech, is the right to keep and bear arms.

"A well regulated militia, being necessary to the security of a free state, the right of the people to keep and bear arms shall not be infringed."

The use of the word “Militia” is that every man, from the age of 17 to 60 is the Militia. It doesn’t mean the National Guard.

“A militia, when properly formed, are in fact the people themselves...and include all men capable of bearing arms." (Richard Henry Lee, Additional Letters from the Federal Farmer (1788)

"What, Sir, is the use of a militia? It is to prevent the establishment of a standing army, the bane of liberty.... Whenever Governments mean to invade the rights and liberties of the people, they always attempt to destroy the militia, in order to raise an army upon their ruins." (Rep. Elbridge Gerry of Massachusetts, spoken during floor debate over the Second Amendment, I Annals of Congress at 750 August 17, 1789

“...to disarm the people - that was the best and most effectual way to enslave them." (George Mason, 3 Elliot, Debates at 380)


"Americans have the right and advantage of being armed - unlike the citizens of other countries whose governments are afraid to trust the people with arms." (James Madison, The Federalist Papers #46 at 243-244)

"the ultimate authority ... resides in the people alone," (James Madison, author of the Bill of Rights, in Federalist Paper #46.)

"Before a standing army can rule, the people must be disarmed; as they are in almost every kingdom of Europe. The supreme power in America cannot enforce unjust laws by the sword; because the whole body of the people are armed, and constitute a force superior to any bands of regular troops that can be, on any pretense, raised in the United States" (Noah Webster in `An Examination into the Leading Principles of the Federal Constitution', 1787, a pamphlet aimed at swaying Pennsylvania toward ratification, in Paul Ford, ed., Pamphlets on the Constitution of the United States, at 56(New York, 1888))

"...if raised, whether they could subdue a Nation of freemen, who know how to prize liberty, and who have arms in their hands?" (Delegate Sedgwick, during the Massachusetts Convention, rhetorically asking if an oppressive standing army could prevail, Johnathan Elliot, ed., Debates in the Several State Conventions on the Adoption of the Federal Constitution, Vol.2 at 97 (2d ed., 1888))

"...but if circumstances should at any time oblige the government to form an army of any magnitude, that army can never be formidable to the liberties of the people, while there is a large body of citizens, little if at all inferior to them in discipline and use of arms, who stand ready to defend their rights..." (Alexander Hamilton speaking of standing armies in Federalist 29.)

"Besides the advantage of being armed, which the Americans possess over the people of almost every other nation. . . Notwithstanding the military establishments in the several kingdoms of Europe, which are carried as far as the public resources will bear, the governments are afraid to trust the people with arms." (James Madison, author of the Bill of Rights, in Federalist Paper No. 46.)

"As civil rulers, not having their duty to the people before them, may attempt to tyrannize, and as the military forces which must be occasionally raised to defend our country, might pervert their power to the injury of their fellow citizens, the people are confirmed by the article in their right to keep and bear their private arms." (Tench Coxe in `Remarks on the First Part of the Amendments to the Federal Constitution' under the Pseudonym `A Pennsylvanian' in the Philadelphia Federal Gazette, June 18, 1789 at 2 col. 1)

"Congress have no power to disarm the militia. Their swords, and every other terrible implement of the soldier, are the birthright of an American... The unlimited power of the sword is not in the hands of either the federal or state government, but, where I trust in God it will ever remain, in the hands of the people" (Tench Coxe, Pennsylvania Gazette, Feb. 20, 1788)

"The prohibition is general. No clause in the Constitution could by any rule of construction be conceived to give to Congress a power to disarm the people. Such a flagitious attempt could only be made under some general pretense by a state legislature. But if in any blind pursuit of inordinate power, either should attempt it, this amendment may be appealed to as a restraint on both." [William Rawle, A View of the Constitution 125-6 (2nd ed. 1829)

But the powers that be are right now, and have been for quite some time, slowly taking that one thing, the very key to our Republic and our voice. Because once you’ve taken the tools away to defend ourselves, to rise up against tyranny, all the other Amendments in the Bill of Rights will topple one after the other like a house of cards.

Adolph Hitler disarmed the countries he invaded, even his own people. So did Stalin.

The one freedom I hold the dearest is the ability here in the States to defend my home and family from intruders. While each of the 50 State’s laws vary on the subject, for the most part (for now) if someone is breaking into your home at 3 AM, you can defend your home and family by whatever means is at your disposal. No laws saying you have to see if he’s armed or predetermine what his intentions are.

At 3 AM, or at any time for that matter, if someone is in my home without my permission, I’d have to conclude his reasons are nefarious and he’s not trying to sell me a subscription to the Weekly Standard. He’s getting “X” Ringed in short order.

Like I said before, the Government is slowly taking every last freedom away from us, but to be completely successful they first have to take away our guns.

"The best we can hope for concerning the people at large is that they be properly armed." (Alexander Hamilton, The Federalist Papers at 184-8)

“The strongest reason for people to retain the right to keep and bear arms is, as a last resort, to protect themselves against tyranny in government." (Thomas Jefferson)

And now where does that leave us?

But I hear the argument all the time. “But Tommy, the criminals are getting the guns! We have to stop that!”

Well, here the news for you nimrods who don’t get it. The criminals will Always have guns. Do you really think the criminals are going to obey the laws? Look at Great Britain. Has their gun bans stopped the criminals? You can not own a firearm in Britain and yet the shooting have skyrocketed. And if you are one of the veery lucky few to actually own a legal firearm in Britain, use it to defend yourself and see what happens to you. British police are now arming themselves for the first time. Hmm. Bobbies arming themselves?


Those gun laws are really working out for, aren’t they?

http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/uknews/1334043/Gun-crimes-soaring-despite-ban-brought-in-following-Dunblane.html

Every place here in the States where the gun laws are the most stringent, the crime rates have gone through the roof. Where I lived in Arizona, almost everyone had at least one firearm and carried one regularly and there was almost no violent crime.

And what about Kennesaw, Georgia?

http://findarticles.com/p/articles/mi_m1282/is_n15_v46/ai_15729634/

That’s a story the Left doesn’t like to talk about. But then on the other side of the coin, Washington DC has the most restrictive gun laws in the country, yet the homicide rates are though the roof.

The only thing taking away the people rights to own guns achieves is effectively enslaving them.
"The most foolish mistake we could possibly make would be to allow the subject races to possess arms. History shows that all conquerors who have allowed their subject races to carry arms have prepared their own downfall by so doing. Indeed, I would go so far as to say that the supply of arms to the underdogs is a sine qua non for the overthrow of any sovereignty. So let's not have any native militia or native police. German troops alone will bear the sole responsibility for the maintenance of law and order throughout the occupied Russian territories, and a system of military strong-points must be evolved to cover the entire occupied country." --Adolf Hitler, dinner talk on April 11, 1942

Kind of gives you the Warm & Fuzzies, doesn’t it?

Did you know that the Gun Control Act of 1968, the most restrictive legislation on gun ownership to date, is almost verbatim of Nazi Germany’s “Weapons Control Law” of 1938?

It’s far too large to reproduce here, but you can look it up if you don’t believe me.

“But Tommy! What’s wrong with banning machineguns and other military weapons?”

It’s not about the type of weapons. It’s just the slow chipping away of freedoms. They did it with this type of gun today, and they’ll use that rationale in every instance. It was the type, then the magazines, next it’ll be the type or how much ammunition you can buy, then how many guns you can own… Like a single drop of water on a granite boulder. Enough drops of seemingly harmless water over the years will completely erode the rock.

As for machineguns. Did you know it’s still legal to own a fully automatic firearm here in the States? They’re regulated to all hell and expensive, but you can legally own a machinegun here. I have several friends that own them. They’re called “Title III” or “Class III” weapons. You’ll pay as much as the cost of a brand new car for a legally transferable M-16, but you can still legally own one. And not once, ONCE mind you, has one of those legal automatic weapons ever been used in the commission of a crime.
My final words are this;

Gun ownership is not about duck hunting or target shooting.

It’s about your personal freedom.

Copyright 2009 Thomas J Wolfenden