Ohh if you only knew how relative that statement by Gary Snyder is. I have worked for Hoblit Seed Company for 5 years now, detasseling. I started the summer between my 6th and 7th grade. I was 12 at the time and vowed that this would only last for 2 maybe 3 years at the most. But no, time after time again, I couldn't find a sufficient job to replace the dreaded hours in the wet fields and baking sun. About the only good that came of working for so long is that last summer I the most experienced (sadly enough) worker there. Although that did bring me the fruits of now and even higher pay that the dismal workers who currently started. I had been elevated throughout my 5 years of experience from simply crew worker, to crew boss, to field boss. But this year I have vowed to never work there again. So if I had ever had to work at good ole Hoblit Seed Company to detassel for my entire life let alone, one more year. I will destroy myself.
This is what life would be like if I had to continue this.
Hello, my name is Noah Thomas. I have worked at Hoblit Seed Company for 50 years now. I, now am 62 years old. I am single, living with my Labrador Jackson. I get up every morning at 5:oo am, do the exact routine; shower, dress, eat, leave. I work from 6:30 Till about 1:00. Then I go home, eat, nap, news, eat, and sleep. Then I repeat. I preform the same day, everyday. I have a very aged face and little energy now. Man this sucks.
Friday, February 29, 2008
Thursday, February 28, 2008
In the Navy!
Most likely the most awesome toy I had as a child was in fact a combination of toys. The merging of my bright green turtle sand box, and my vast militia of Army men. The Iraq war has nothing on me. I would of course set up on either side of the sand box, the Tan faction and the Green army, the Green soldiers of course were the good guys. The same battle took place every time, the tan army would fight the defending green army and just when you think the tan were going to win, suddenly a mysterious hose (held in my hand), sent a flood throughout the sandbox, obliterating the evil Tan forces. The next battle would have to wait till the sand dried out again, then just like deja vu, the same battle took place once more. Although the same war and same outcome happened every single time, they were still by far my favorite toys. But now I can never experience the same thrill. For in my destructive middle school years I melted all but a handful of my miniature military. I still wish for the incredible rush of a battle...although it was incredibly slow and pointless, in my 7 year old mind, it was fast paced and tactically innovative. but know, it is all but a memory.
Friday, February 22, 2008
Ello Muh Good Chap!
(please advice that I'm slightly retarded)
SON DO NOT READ TILL 2019!
Son, I'm not gonna lie. It's do or die time. As well all know its 2019, mankind is all but extinct. Ben Affleck must have already cloned himself and killed Matt Damon in the process due to jealousy. I of course most likely sacrificed myself to the Ben Affleck clones to save thousands of lives (there probably would have been a lot of explosions and would be rated R). Whats important is what you have learned! People called me crazy having you live within a family of bears, but look at you now! You're faster, stronger, and no longer have a twin brother to slow you down. But know at the ripe age of 7, I know you can bring justice to an unjust world. In this blog there is an hidden code ( I hope you can find it, cause I sure as hell can't), This code is the why to bring down Ben Affleck! Son make me proud, bring back all that was once good in the world; Laser Tag, Temporary Tatoos, those 3D doritos (I mean come on! what ever happened to those, those were sweet!). Son I love you, Grandpa loves you, Mom loves you...ish. The point is your a great 7 year old son, and if there was anyone who was gonna save the world, it would be you, If not your grounded.
SON DO NOT READ TILL 2019!
Son, I'm not gonna lie. It's do or die time. As well all know its 2019, mankind is all but extinct. Ben Affleck must have already cloned himself and killed Matt Damon in the process due to jealousy. I of course most likely sacrificed myself to the Ben Affleck clones to save thousands of lives (there probably would have been a lot of explosions and would be rated R). Whats important is what you have learned! People called me crazy having you live within a family of bears, but look at you now! You're faster, stronger, and no longer have a twin brother to slow you down. But know at the ripe age of 7, I know you can bring justice to an unjust world. In this blog there is an hidden code ( I hope you can find it, cause I sure as hell can't), This code is the why to bring down Ben Affleck! Son make me proud, bring back all that was once good in the world; Laser Tag, Temporary Tatoos, those 3D doritos (I mean come on! what ever happened to those, those were sweet!). Son I love you, Grandpa loves you, Mom loves you...ish. The point is your a great 7 year old son, and if there was anyone who was gonna save the world, it would be you, If not your grounded.
Friday, February 8, 2008
Dream Team!
Well, first off, the author of the example poem is awesome.
Second, I cant really remember dreams off the top of my head. One dream that has stuck with me over time is one that I had when I was about 4 years old. I had recently watched the Wizard of Oz the just before going to bed. In the dream I wake up, but inside the dream. I used to sleep in this old bed that had these tall bedposts, or at least they were big to me. but instead of bed posts, there stood the pissed off trees from the Wizard of Oz. you know, the trees that were all mad because Dorthy wanted to eat an apple from them. Anyways, the trees were of course angry at me. they proceed to try and eat me, but with my 4 year old debate skills, I convinced them that I would of coarse taste horrible. If they wanted to eat someone, they were perfectly open to eating one or both of my sisters. after I had convinced the trees not to eat me, I sat in my bed and talked to them. I cant recall what about but I most likely would have been pretty pointless being 4 years old and talking to imaginary trees. Now that is when I woke up, but if I were to have stayed in the dream, I would have most likely played a game with the trees, because nothing is more fun than Jr. Monopoly with ticked off, man eating trees that could talk. I of course would win, because I'm a pro at Jr. Monopoly. after a quick game of generic childhood bliss, I would have showed them over to my sisters room, let them eat the sister of there choice and see them on their way.
Second, I cant really remember dreams off the top of my head. One dream that has stuck with me over time is one that I had when I was about 4 years old. I had recently watched the Wizard of Oz the just before going to bed. In the dream I wake up, but inside the dream. I used to sleep in this old bed that had these tall bedposts, or at least they were big to me. but instead of bed posts, there stood the pissed off trees from the Wizard of Oz. you know, the trees that were all mad because Dorthy wanted to eat an apple from them. Anyways, the trees were of course angry at me. they proceed to try and eat me, but with my 4 year old debate skills, I convinced them that I would of coarse taste horrible. If they wanted to eat someone, they were perfectly open to eating one or both of my sisters. after I had convinced the trees not to eat me, I sat in my bed and talked to them. I cant recall what about but I most likely would have been pretty pointless being 4 years old and talking to imaginary trees. Now that is when I woke up, but if I were to have stayed in the dream, I would have most likely played a game with the trees, because nothing is more fun than Jr. Monopoly with ticked off, man eating trees that could talk. I of course would win, because I'm a pro at Jr. Monopoly. after a quick game of generic childhood bliss, I would have showed them over to my sisters room, let them eat the sister of there choice and see them on their way.
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