But do you like my background?

Its been a hellish week. Well perhaps thats an overstatement... So in regards to my last post. I decided on Saturday that I had no choice but to tell my boss that I would not go along with a plan that would have me lying to some people with lots of power and guns, so that I could go to work. Use your imagination and you can probably figure it out.
Then I waited for the best moment, I would go over what I would say while I rode around on the tractor. Then the perfect moment came and went about 3 times over 3 days. Each time I would let it pass and beat myself up for being a coward. We worked quite a bit this week.
Yesterday, it seemed that I might dodge the bullet. The plans had changed and we were no longer going ahead with the bad plans. Then last night my boss called and said that plans had changed again and we were going back with the original (bad). Opportunity #4 passed as I acted as if nothing was up.
This morning, I got my breakfast and headed into work. I actually called myself a useless chicken and waited for my boss to arrive. When he did he immediately started talking about the job in question and to my surprise I said it," I have a problem with this plan."
I explained the situation and to my surprise there was no yelling, no raised voice.
Fifth chance seems to work for me.

Anyway, he also said that he guessed the plans he had for this fall (fraud) wouldn't work for me either. So It seems that things have worked for now. To my surprise he asked me if he thought I was being paid fairly. I wonder if he thinks thats the reason.

No I have the worst cold. When I cough I adjust all the vertabrae in my back. Its not as cool as it sounds.

Cyber Chic Baby

So I'm sitting here in one of those places that let kids come in an play ultra violent video games. I'm not playing one of those games, video games and I kinda parted ways after mario got silly.

Anyway, I realize the world has changed because the little blond headed kid beside me is playing some fantasy game where you go around collecting points after kicking the imaginary crap out of wizards and demons. He's listening to an eclectic mix of cop-killer rap and swearing at the computer.

Somebody asks you if you want to have kids someday. Sheesh.

Anyway, some might be wondering what the audio clip is. 2theJohn asked me why my name on here is Greuberman. The answer is that Ed in Chemnitz and I used to call each other names. If you listen to the whole thing it becomes clear. But if one of us said something definitive the other might muse "Oh, Ed Greuberman..." or "Oh, Joel Greuberman..." Oh inside jokes...

I hope you like the changes to the blog...

What am I thinking today... I'm trying to decide if I have the minerals to act on my inate sense of right and wrong. I am confronted with the knowledge that my current employer has no such moral compunction. I don't want to go into too much detail but it involves me breaking the law. What gets me is that no one at work seems to think this is a big deal. The worst of it is I don't even want the job anymore, I just wanted to finish out the summer and move on. Now he's offered me more work but it involves more shady deals. Chiefly defrauding the government.

So what would you do blow the whistle or just leave?

Things I like

Aside from the obvious like whiskers on kittens. I do like some things. Despite the fact that I tend to dislike my job and who doesn't from time to time. I love the smell of disturbed earth. The machine that I run at work makes holes in the ground and creates channels for drainage or removes thatch that allows water and nutrients and all that good stuff in. Either way, the earth is disturbed by 50 or so HP/PS of jackhammering mechanical authority, which by the way only disturbs at the most the top 12 inches of the earth. (I was told about a drilling project that created a single well head 35 kilometers deep in the Gulf of Mexico) In the great scheme of things we have barely scratched the surface, though we talk about it like we've moved mountains.
Well all this banging away releases gases and vapors that have a marvelous aroma. Smells as you know trigger memory and this evenings memory, as I carved through a wet spot in the low angle light of a prairie harvest sunset, transported my mind to the subway/tram stop at the SportPalais in Antwerp, Belgium. Of course that triggered other memories and since this is Belgium we're talking about, I began to be hungry for a packet of fresh fries and Stoovlees with mayo and 6 minutes removed from my life. But of course thats 6 minutes on the end and from what I've heard no big loss. So thats a slice of my life for the blog...

I have to plug a radio station that is also a fav: http://www.ckua.org/

Satan might be in your face, but God is everywhere.