Governor to creates legislation for exploding atomic bombs in WV

After acting governor Tomlinson finishes with his new regulation for Marcellus drilling in West Virginia, he is going to begin to create regulations for dropping atomic bombs on the state.  These rules will use the Marcellus drilling rules as paradigm for the new atomic bomb regulations. Here are my suggestions:

1. The community must be given notice before the bomb is dropped in order to hold appropriate meetings, determine the location of the drop and develop appropriate safety measures.

2. Bombs cannot be dropped closer than 200 feet to an existing water well.

3. Bombs that destroy over 210,000 gallons of drinking water a month must file a water management plan with the DEP and adhere to specified standards.

4. Before bombing begins such companies must provide a list of additives that will be used in the bomb, but after the bombing is complete, they must disclose the additives actually used.

5. All the chemicals left over from the bombing must be discarded in a safe way to avoid further contamination of the environment.

6. Bombs that destroy three or more acres must be certified by and constructed in accordance with plans approved by a registered professional engineer.

7. When destroying  water from a public stream, a company must identify the designated and existing uses of that stream.

8. Create a department of bombing and under-staff it so that the bomb makers will not be hampered by regulation.  Inspectors must work for at least six years with the bombing industry before being allowed to be a state Bomb Inspector.

My eyes start to tear when I think of how much love and concern flows from our state’s capital. It pleases me to know they are in my corner, always looking out for my best interest. You companies–I mean–legislatures, keep up the good work!

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Fixing the rear power window in my 93 Honda

Normally I like to mix in articles on the lighter side of life.  The world is a stressful place and lately with all this gasification and fracking going on, I have felt a little stretched.  Last night I loaded up the kids, and we all went to the tennis courts for a little R&R.  Everything went fine except for occasional thunder, but it never did lightning or rain so it was a somewhat successful venture.  I worked on Dylan’s (my grandson) forehand and chased balls for better than an hour.

On the way home I noticed that my left rear window was not all the way up so I pushed the button but nothing happened.  I pushed it harder and still nothing happened.  Let me tell you that Honda makes great cars but they had yet not mastered the power window in the early 90’s.  By the time I got home I was angry with the window.  It had ruined a perfect evening and showed no sign of changing its ways. I grabbed my tools and headed out to take the door panel off to see what the problem was. The door panel was very uncooperative but with a little violence it came free.  It may never go back just right, but I got it off.

Everything comes apart if you pull hard enough

After studying it for a while I realized I needed to consult my computer to determine what was wrong.  I quickly found a site that outlined exactly what I had experienced- a small piece of broken plastic and a window that would not move.  The new part would cost me between $120 and $240 depending on where I bought it.  That was my breaking point.  I grabbed my new bottle of Gorilla fast-drying glue and went out to the car.  In a few moments I had unbolted the window, glued all the edges and forced it up into the grove, held it there for a few moments and sha-zam, it was fixed.

I still have to trim away the gorilla glue but it is now very air tight!

Two tin cans and a string

 

When we were kids we used to take two tin cans, connect them with a string and talk through them.  This was our idea of an economical phone by way of which we could pass highly classified information to our friends.  Today we have a much better means of communicating; we call it the internet,  an elaborate maze of wires and optical cables that allows us to correspond with anyone in the world-something like our local land-line and internet provider, Frontier Communications, which is the only game in town. It is certainly taking its time upgrading our service to handle the ever-increasing amount of data we send around.  A friend of mine used to joke that the reason we had so much barbed wire strung about the county is that it was what the phone company used to connect us to the internet.  He used to also say that someday in the near future our internet would grind to a halt, like a LA interstate at rush hour.  Well, I believe that here in Hampshire County we are quickly approaching the point when our internet service will come to a standstill.  Why, just this morning I spent 30 minutes trying to get on-line simply to write this blog, and I have HIGH SPEED INTERNET!  Imagine if I had slow speed internet, I might be here several days just entering one blog!

In all fairness, it is important to realize that the Frontier employees we meet and deal with here in the county have little to do with the quality of the hardware.  That is all determined by “smarter people” up in the clouds somewhere.  As with all major corporations, little time is spent listening to the people on the ground, the ones who are maintaining the system. It does little to complain to the frontier folks around here.  They are doing the best they can with the limited resources Frontier gives them.

I have a plan.  Does that surprise you?  Since Frontier is not providing the service you agreed to and are paying for, then it is only fair that we pay them appropriately.  As of next month, if my service continues to be this poor, I am reducing my payment to frontier by $10.  I will enclose a note explaining the reduction in payment and send a copy to the WEST VIRGINIA PUBLIC SERVICE COMMISSION.

You are welcome to join my mini-revolution against Frontier if you are experiencing the same problems. POWER TO THE PEOPLE!  Boy that felt good…

Been sort of busy

Been training for my next triathlon on September 18.

Building a dresser set for the bedroom.

Working on the pool.

And other miscellaneous things.

I am off to Pocahontas County to revitalize Sue’s home place bathroom.

Have several blogs to post but you are going to have to wait a week till I get back from Green Bank which is a radio quiet zone…no internet and no Cell phone.

Be back in a week.

Have a safe Labor Day.  Here is the history of Labor day right out of wikipedia.

The first big Labor Day in the United States was observed on September 5, 1882, by the Central Labor Union of New York.[1] It became a federal holiday in 1894, when, following the deaths of a number of workers at the hands of the U.S. military and U.S. Marshals during the Pullman Strike, President Grover Cleveland reconciled with the labor movement. Fearing further conflict, legislation making Labor Day a national holiday was rushed through Congress unanimously and signed into law a mere six days after the end of the strike.[2] The September date originally chosen by the CLU of New York and observed by many of the nation’s trade unions for the past several years was selected rather than the more widespread International Workers’ Day because Cleveland was concerned that observance of the latter would stir up negative emotions linked to the Haymarket Affair, which it had been observed to commemorate.[3] All U.S. states, the District of Columbia, and the territories have made it a statutory holiday.