“I was tailor made to be a trailer maid”
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Tag Archives: humour
Vocations through time
It’s vocation reminiscing week — today’s job well-remembered, if not remembered well:
working as an instructor for three terms/semesters for the vocational trade training business known as “ITT Technical Institute,” teaching incoming customers (i.e., students) about learning methods, Python programming language and SuSE Linux-based computer servers.
And one last glance back at my sewer flow monitoring job — while I was working with Rick and Adam, we moved on to Erie, Pennsylvania, for another temporary flow monitoring project. In the middle of the project, I flew down to Cape Canaveral to see my brother in-law’s experiment, called BATSE, catch a ride on a space shuttle launch, completing the circle for when I worked on the space shuttle main engine controller at Rocketdyne in the 1980s after the Challenger accident, which was even more fitting since the founder of the sewer flow monitoring company worked on the Apollo space program (he was part of the German rocket team designed the V2 rockets under the guidance of Wernher von Braun), turning the life science telemetry equipment from measuring astronaut blood flow into measuring the flow of liquid through sewer pipes — technology transfer! Meeting interesting friends along the way…
Before ADS, there was my first real corporate office job, working for GE Aerospace on the U.S. Navy test equipment called CASS, to whom us humble employees were awarded coffee cups for a job well done!:
Hello, Hairy!
Martial law on the streets!
Two choices
In electronic communications, which choice would you prefer:
1. Censored and watched, or
2. Watched but not censored?
Counterculture still has culture in its name!
The Official Social Protest Songs
I. Familial Norms
Wasted, wornout baby, way to go,
You messed up the morning you cried;
The doctor announced your death,
Said you could’ve done worse.
Honey, in the morning when I leave,
Kiss the baby, tell her she’s loved;
We only have 1.5 more to go,
A station wagon and a dog.
Chorus I:
Corporation Mama, teach me the stocks,
Businessman Daddy, when will the interest rates rise?
We’re on a collision course toward nothing,
Tax shelters, IRAs, we know the solution
Beating out evolution’s path.
II. On Equal Terms
TV antennae sprouting atop consistent shingle madness,
Smoking charcoal eats leftover curtain stains;
Tailored tomorrows, discount store no-credit everyday bargains,
Paid in forgotten ambitious selection,
Hold out green angels, golden apples, some god’s heaven,
Earthy images of monkeys raping Mother Nature’s plan.
Chorus II:
Network communication,
The Master equals Media Man,
Presidential, precedential,
Sunday evening, July eighty-four.
Repeat Chorus I
Repeat Chorus II
[Published in Gallery 1985, a Walters State Community College publication, spring 1985]

























