still still at Jamtse House
OK, thank you Sillyliss, for the nudge. Here is my semi-annual post!
Still living with the Tibetans. They are quite all right. We have fun, their English is getting much better, although my Tibetan skills continue to lag. Most recently I took the nun to a local drinking establishment. Many fine beers there on tap. And a pretty good house pizza, that's why we went. Try ordering hot tea in a changkham (literally, wine house) sometime. It puts 'em into a tizzy. Anyway, small place, maybe historic. It was early, so it wasn't too crowded and Ohio doesn't allow smoking any longer in bars, which makes it very nice. It was brightly lit, and people moving and talking, and TVs on, and all that. And I asked the nun, "different than meditation, right?" She said, "Same." Hee hee she cracks me up.
Work is something of a madhouse (that's what makes me go to the wine house). We are starting a four-year pay freeze, we laid off a bunch of people (January 2011 36 employees, January 2012 27 employees), and the rats who stayed are quite the skeleton crew. I am now out in the field mornings virtually every day. Cold isn't a big problem, rain is. Wet filters, wet paperwork, wet electronics. Anyway, I was hurrying to do unfamiliar work and ended up cutting my leg on a piece of angle iron at one of our air monitoring stations. Wouldn't you know it, right on the graft on my bad leg. Bled a bunch, needed 13 stitches. That was back on December 30. Still hasn't healed properly, and today had to go back to the doc and get the infection cleaned out and oral antibiotics etc. For this I went to college?!
Farm update: planted a ton of trees, ordered more for spring planting, and built a sweet little footbridge over the creek. Khenpo helped me with the heavy lifting part of the work, and now just trying to secure it and add some rock buttresses etc. Fun stuff, but pretty tiring.
I read a previous post about a girlfriend who was crazy about me. Well she ain't crazy about me anymore. Kind of between women at this point I guess. Coffeeshopped a few, it just doesn't seem worth it sometimes. Khenpo says I should value my freedom more. Maybe so Khenpo.
Let's see, I guess that about covers it.
Still living with the Tibetans. They are quite all right. We have fun, their English is getting much better, although my Tibetan skills continue to lag. Most recently I took the nun to a local drinking establishment. Many fine beers there on tap. And a pretty good house pizza, that's why we went. Try ordering hot tea in a changkham (literally, wine house) sometime. It puts 'em into a tizzy. Anyway, small place, maybe historic. It was early, so it wasn't too crowded and Ohio doesn't allow smoking any longer in bars, which makes it very nice. It was brightly lit, and people moving and talking, and TVs on, and all that. And I asked the nun, "different than meditation, right?" She said, "Same." Hee hee she cracks me up.
Work is something of a madhouse (that's what makes me go to the wine house). We are starting a four-year pay freeze, we laid off a bunch of people (January 2011 36 employees, January 2012 27 employees), and the rats who stayed are quite the skeleton crew. I am now out in the field mornings virtually every day. Cold isn't a big problem, rain is. Wet filters, wet paperwork, wet electronics. Anyway, I was hurrying to do unfamiliar work and ended up cutting my leg on a piece of angle iron at one of our air monitoring stations. Wouldn't you know it, right on the graft on my bad leg. Bled a bunch, needed 13 stitches. That was back on December 30. Still hasn't healed properly, and today had to go back to the doc and get the infection cleaned out and oral antibiotics etc. For this I went to college?!
Farm update: planted a ton of trees, ordered more for spring planting, and built a sweet little footbridge over the creek. Khenpo helped me with the heavy lifting part of the work, and now just trying to secure it and add some rock buttresses etc. Fun stuff, but pretty tiring.
I read a previous post about a girlfriend who was crazy about me. Well she ain't crazy about me anymore. Kind of between women at this point I guess. Coffeeshopped a few, it just doesn't seem worth it sometimes. Khenpo says I should value my freedom more. Maybe so Khenpo.
Let's see, I guess that about covers it.