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Bizarre, but this picture reminds me of a scene from 'Return to the Planet of the Apes'. It has that 70's post-apocalypse retro/future vibe.
The traditional back to work shot. Not much has changed from previous photos, I've even had the same mug since 2013!
What's new this year is my University desk calendar (with a photo of my cows for the January shot), My penguin picture (drawn for me by one of my team at Christmas, because I love penguins), my Straight Talking Vanessa clipping (cut out of a magazine for me by someone in the office) and the polaroid photo of my friend Roger (stood in front of a shop called Lids that my H ALWAYS drags me around when we go to Vegas. I HATE that shop. Roger thought it would be fun to give this to me for my birthday!)
I clearly need to sort out a desktop wallpaper. I must have had a new PC since 2013 and haven't sorted out a new wallpaper.
365 Days: #101, 05/29/07
Today was a long day. For many reasons. I feel better but not 100%. I let my friends talk me OUT of going to the gym. Like that was so hard, ha. But it was a struggle to get through the day and I don't want to get worse again.
So I am home, and ordered a pizza. Yay!
Mayor Eric Adams delivers remarks and helps cut the ribbon to open 50 Hudson Yard office tower in Manhattan on Wednesday, October 19, 2022. Michael Appleton/Mayoral Photography Office
In the BLM's Burns District in eastern Oregon, local youths are finding summer jobs in their own backyard.
Working as part of the Oregon Youth Conservation Corps, these high schoolers are improving America's Great Outdoors while obtaining crucial skills for future employment.
To learn more about the Oregon Youth Conservation Corps, please visit bit.ly/SSCNv0
And to learn more about the BLM's Burns District, please visit on.doi.gov/OfTEHi
Our office building was one of the lucky ones in downtown Calgary that was not impacted by the floods. It was business as usual today.
Finally.
My five days off are over.
Back to work.
I am not ironic here, I´ve been way to restless for this time off shit.
Four days off and a bank holiday weekend means it was a lovely long break.
Unfortunately it also means that it's back to work today.
A slow start but I eventually got there.
Gotta get those checks done (and my coffee drunk!) before the jobs come in..! :)
No Fiats left, so will have to take a Merc! :(
I work for Yorkshire Ambulance Service in and around the city of Sheffield in South Yorkshire.
It’s a great job and I feel very honoured to be able to help people at their point of need.
Check out the website for all sorts of info re YAS and the work we do.
www.yas.nhs.uk/our-services/emergency-ambulance-service-999/
Jay Brandsma, now 36-years old, learned the hard way how to live with the "new Jay" after a tragic car accident 12 years ago left with him permanent brain damage.
This is his car after the accident. The door and roof were pulled off with the Jaws of Life, but you can see the force of the impact on the driver's side (April, 2003).
Read the rest of his story here: news.gov.bc.ca/releases/2015HLTH0094-001894
Going back to work today was far too easy. Not easy for me to get up, say goodbye to Lydia and the kids etc, but far too easy in that I was straight back into the routine.
Work was work, I spent the morning catching up on emails and having a team meeting. I seem to have lost a lot of enthusiasm for my job lately, I used to love it but recently its started to become less and less . . . cool . . . than it used to be.
I think a lot of it has to do with taking on extra responsibilities while my boss is seconded to another project - I don't do being in charge very well. The other big negative is the project that's underway to improve efficiency within the council, basically a polite way of saying 'we're going to cut a load of jobs to save money'. No one in my department knows how safe their job is so there's a lot of unease doing the rounds.
It's a shame it's happened because when I got this job it was such an achievement for me, I had to work hard to get it (after losing out on it once already) and all that effort almost seems pointless if I'm going to be either made redundant or redeployed into a shit job.
Ahhh, I dunno. My bosses reassure me that the team I'm in is probably safe, in the short to medium term at least, so I'm bleating on for no reason really but I seem to be on a real downer recently and I can't shake it off.
Maybe I should go listen to a Supergrass album or something?
As expected, I had no ideas for a shot to post today so I had to rely on standing in front of the camera tilI got something not too bad then adding a texture or three to make it vaguely interesting. I appear to be starting yet another miniseries too, this time the novelty is using my favourite lyrics to somehow convey my state of mind. I can't help thinking it's all just pretentious wank, but here goes anyway.
This line is from the song 'Small Black Flowers That Grow In The Sky' from the album Everything Must Go by the Manic Street Preachers. I don't know what it meant to Richey Edwards, who wrote it, but today, to me, it's a way of describing that feeling of being trapped somewhere you don't want to be, the disenchantment of something good gone bad and the feeling of isolation in a crowd.
I'll try and come up with something different tomorrow . . . I can't stand the thought of another miniseries!
Madison and her parents came home from the hospital yesterday.
Lauren and Matt are trying to show her all around her brand new
environment... but frankly, she is not all that interested in much
other than to be held and snuggled. And sleep. And nurse.
Her main job right now is to learn her days and her nights... and
what is supposed to happen during each of them! =)
And my main job is to continue shooting young Miss Madison
at every opportunity.
I think I'm gonna like this grandfather thing... =)
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Striking workers from the Brotherhood of Railway and Airline Clerks (BRAC) union picket the Washington, D.C. offices of the Southern Railway Corp. at 1500 K Street NW September 26, 1978 as a local dispute with the Norfolk and Western Railway expanded into a nationwide strike.
The strike had been going on for 2 ½ months when the clerks began picketing other railroad’s facilities because the Norfolk & Western was receiving $800,000 per day from 40 other railroads under a mutual aid pact.
Workers from other crafts and companies honored the BRAC picket lines, shutting down rail service wherever pickets were posted.
The clerks initially refused a back-to-work order from President Jimmy Carter, but relented four days into the expanded strike when U.S. District Court Judge Aubrey Robinson Jr. backed up Carter’s order with an injunction.
The four-day strike crippled freight and passenger operations around the country. The East Coast was hit particularly hard.
The dispute began over union representation and job security benefits for clerks who lose their jobs because of automation.
The dispute was settled January 5th on the eve of the expiration of a “cooling off period” January 15th.
For more information and related images, see flic.kr/s/aHsksx3mJZ
Photo by Robert Grieser. The image is courtesy of the D.C. Public Library Washington Star Collection © Washington Post.
In a 'get myself ready to go back to work' indulgence, I had a make up session at Laura Mercier. Having thrown quite alot of make up away after the eye infection last year, I'd not really replaced it as i don't tend to wear make up on the school run. It was really good fun and the make up artist did an amazing job at talking me through things I'd never thought of. I'm going back, deffinately!
Model: Eden Pyrithea
Outfit: G32 Zip Dress skirt and much of the G34 D-Dress, with black G101 Alpha Boots; Chelsea Hawk is "+BM+ Rush" from Black Maria
Thanks so much to Graves Latex and Leather for making such good outfits! :D
Location: Insilico North, grassy area
Jay Brandsma, now 36-years old, learned the hard way how to live with the "new Jay" after a tragic car accident 12 years ago left with him permanent brain damage.
Pictured here: Nadine, nurse (left), Jay (middle) and Jeff, physiotherapist (right) at the Trauma Special Care Unit of Vancouver General Hospital in May 2003.
Read the rest of his story here: news.gov.bc.ca/releases/2015HLTH0094-001894