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Wednesday, February 3, 2010
I love my job
I love my job
This is even funnier when you realize it's real!
Next time you have a bad day at work think of this guy.
Bob is a commercial saturation diver for Global Divers in Louisiana .He performs underwater repairs on offshore drilling rigs.
Below is an E-mail he sent to his sister.
She then sent it to radio station 103.5 FM in Indiana, who was sponsoring a worstjob experience contest.
Needless to say, she won.
Read his letter below.
~Hi Sue,
Just another note from your bottom-dwelling brother.
Last week I had a bad day at the office.
I know you've been feeling down lately at work, so I thought I would share my dilemma with you to make you realize it's not so bad after all.
Before I can tell you what happened to me, I first must bore you with a few technicalities of my job.
As you know, my office lies at the bottom of the sea.
I wear a suit to the office. It's a wet suit. This time of year the water is quite cool.
So what we do to keep warm is this: We have a diesel powered industrial water heater. This $20,000 piece of equipment sucks the water out of the sea. It heats it to a delightful temperature.
It then pumps it down to the diver through a garden hose, which is taped to the air hose.
Now this sounds like a darn good plan, and I've used it several times with no complaints.
What I do, when I get to the bottom and start working, is take the hose and stuff it down the back of my wet suit.
This floods my whole suit with warm water.
It's like working in a Jacuzzi.
Everything was going well until all of a sudden, my butt started to itch.
So, of course, I scratched it.This only made things worse. Within a few seconds my ass started to burn. I pulled the hose out from my back, but the damage was done. In agony I realized what had happened.
The hot water machine had sucked up a jellyfish and pumped it into my suit.
Now, since I don't have any hair on my back, the jellyfish couldn't stick to it, however, the crack of my ass was not as fortunate.
When I scratched what I thought was an itch, I was actually grinding the jellyfish into the crack of my ass.
I informed the dive supervisor of my dilemma over the communicator. His instructions were unclear due to the fact that he, along with five other divers, were all laughing hysterically.
Needless to say, I aborted the dive.
I was instructed to make three agonizing in-water decompression stops totaling thirty-five minutes before I could reach the surface to begin my chamber dry decompression.
When I arrived at the surface, I was wearing nothing but my brass helmet.
As I climbed out of the water, the medic, with tears of laughter running down his face, handed me a tube of cream and told me to rub it on my butt as soon as I got in the chamber.
The cream put the fire out, but I couldn't shit for two days because my ass was swollen shut.
So, next time you're having a bad day at work, think about how much worse it would be if you had a jellyfish shoved up your ass.
Now repeat to yourself, 'I love my job, I love my job, I love my job.'
Whenever you have a bad day, ask yourself, is this a jellyfish bad day?
May you NEVER have a jellyfish bad day! !!!!
Life isn't tied with a bow, but it's still a gift. ~
This is even funnier when you realize it's real!
Next time you have a bad day at work think of this guy.
Bob is a commercial saturation diver for Global Divers in Louisiana .He performs underwater repairs on offshore drilling rigs.
Below is an E-mail he sent to his sister.
She then sent it to radio station 103.5 FM in Indiana, who was sponsoring a worstjob experience contest.
Needless to say, she won.
Read his letter below.
~Hi Sue,
Just another note from your bottom-dwelling brother.
Last week I had a bad day at the office.
I know you've been feeling down lately at work, so I thought I would share my dilemma with you to make you realize it's not so bad after all.
Before I can tell you what happened to me, I first must bore you with a few technicalities of my job.
As you know, my office lies at the bottom of the sea.
I wear a suit to the office. It's a wet suit. This time of year the water is quite cool.
So what we do to keep warm is this: We have a diesel powered industrial water heater. This $20,000 piece of equipment sucks the water out of the sea. It heats it to a delightful temperature.
It then pumps it down to the diver through a garden hose, which is taped to the air hose.
Now this sounds like a darn good plan, and I've used it several times with no complaints.
What I do, when I get to the bottom and start working, is take the hose and stuff it down the back of my wet suit.
This floods my whole suit with warm water.
It's like working in a Jacuzzi.
Everything was going well until all of a sudden, my butt started to itch.
So, of course, I scratched it.This only made things worse. Within a few seconds my ass started to burn. I pulled the hose out from my back, but the damage was done. In agony I realized what had happened.
The hot water machine had sucked up a jellyfish and pumped it into my suit.
Now, since I don't have any hair on my back, the jellyfish couldn't stick to it, however, the crack of my ass was not as fortunate.
When I scratched what I thought was an itch, I was actually grinding the jellyfish into the crack of my ass.
I informed the dive supervisor of my dilemma over the communicator. His instructions were unclear due to the fact that he, along with five other divers, were all laughing hysterically.
Needless to say, I aborted the dive.
I was instructed to make three agonizing in-water decompression stops totaling thirty-five minutes before I could reach the surface to begin my chamber dry decompression.
When I arrived at the surface, I was wearing nothing but my brass helmet.
As I climbed out of the water, the medic, with tears of laughter running down his face, handed me a tube of cream and told me to rub it on my butt as soon as I got in the chamber.
The cream put the fire out, but I couldn't shit for two days because my ass was swollen shut.
So, next time you're having a bad day at work, think about how much worse it would be if you had a jellyfish shoved up your ass.
Now repeat to yourself, 'I love my job, I love my job, I love my job.'
Whenever you have a bad day, ask yourself, is this a jellyfish bad day?
May you NEVER have a jellyfish bad day! !!!!
Life isn't tied with a bow, but it's still a gift. ~
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Thursday, January 21, 2010
Oldest Book

The I Ching is said to be the oldest book in existence. Trigrams and hexagrams being used as divinatory systems date from 3000-5000 BCE. Legend says it was invented by Emperor Fu Hsi 2852-2738 BCE, the first recorded ruler in Chinese history. King Wen and his son Duke Chow (ca 1150 BCE) are the main authors of the present text and Confucius and his disciples (ca 500 BCE) authored the commentaries.
THE BOOK OF CHANGE is the bible of Chinese civilization. It serves as the foundation for all other practices.
The I Ching, is like a Chinese Tarot, and consists of 64 hexagrams. It's based upon the idea of change and the basic duality of the Universe, which runs on a cycle of birth, development, decay, death and rebirth. Change comes from the interaction of Yang and Yin, which make up the Universe or the Tai Chi.
Yang is Heaven, active, positive, male, firm, strong, light.
Yin is Earth, passive, negative, female, yielding, weak, dark.
Nothing is totally Yin or Yang, everything contains both qualities.
Progress is a combination of the elements of Li, fire or light, over Earth: the image of the sun rising over the earth, with ever-increasing light.
For example, the Hexagram of Nourishment, The Corner of the Mouth, is an abstraction of the physical Taiji posture of White Crane Spreads its wings. Looking at the pattern of the lines, one discovers that the Yin lines are in the middle, while the two Yang lines are on guard on the outside of the hexagram. This pattern corresponds to the outstretched arms--the Yang strong lines, protecting the soft torso of the Taiji player-- in the movement of a crane spreading its wings.
This may seems far fetch to some, but for a Taoist master who lives and breath the Book of Changes; the abstract pattern of the hexagrams takes on a vivid power and strength.
Deducing from the hexagram, we can further sense that the emptiness of the Yin lines within the Yang is a trap, like a mouth, linking the Crane posture to the practitioner's open chest. The outstretched arms will suddenly come together, closing in on the opponent just like a mouth closing on a morsel of nourishment. This is one of the martial application of Crane spreads its wings.
Furthermore, Taiji Quan is often called the Taiji of 13 postures. Many people, therefore, literally believe there are only 13 postures. Whereas, in reality, 13 is simply the sum of the 8 trigrams--the primal nuclear pattern of Yi Ching, and the 5 phases--the basic five natural elements of wood, fire, water, earth and metal.
Finally, all Taoist practice has the goal of reaching the greatest possible harmony of the Yin and Yang forces within the body and mind. The 63rd hexagram of Completion becomes the state of accomplishment, balancing the fire of Li and the water of Kan.
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Monday, December 28, 2009
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Love of Money
Love of Money
Money gives us the ability to obtain the things or situations we desire. With money we can buy the security, power, recognition, stimulus, or whatever else we think we need in order to find fulfillment.
Money itself is not evil, but the immoderate love of it is, or an over eager desire after it, or an excessive delight in it, is the cause of much evil, both of sin and punishment.
For the love of money is the root of all evil – Of course there are all kinds of evils and some are beside the love of money, for example: the evils growing out of ambition, and intemperance, and debasing lusts, and of the hatred of God and of goodness.
Our love of money not only causes us to make decisions that are not in our own best interests, it also leads to usury—the charging of interest on a loan.
Society is caught in a vicious circle. Our belief that material well-being is the path to inner well-being underlies our love of money. Our love of money leads us to want to make more money out of the money we have, and so to the charging of interest on loans. The charging of interest leads to the need for continual economic growth, and to the need to produce and sell more and more superfluous products. And to keep us buying all these products we have to be kept believing that material well-being is the path to inner-well-being.Thus do we remain locked in to a set of out-dated assumptions. This is the root of our collective cultural hypnosis.
To solve the many problems facing us we have to tend the root cause—our addiction to the world of things and the love of money to which it leads. This is the virus in our mind, the root cause of our malignant tendencies.
Money gives us the ability to obtain the things or situations we desire. With money we can buy the security, power, recognition, stimulus, or whatever else we think we need in order to find fulfillment.
Money itself is not evil, but the immoderate love of it is, or an over eager desire after it, or an excessive delight in it, is the cause of much evil, both of sin and punishment.
For the love of money is the root of all evil – Of course there are all kinds of evils and some are beside the love of money, for example: the evils growing out of ambition, and intemperance, and debasing lusts, and of the hatred of God and of goodness.
Our love of money not only causes us to make decisions that are not in our own best interests, it also leads to usury—the charging of interest on a loan.
Society is caught in a vicious circle. Our belief that material well-being is the path to inner well-being underlies our love of money. Our love of money leads us to want to make more money out of the money we have, and so to the charging of interest on loans. The charging of interest leads to the need for continual economic growth, and to the need to produce and sell more and more superfluous products. And to keep us buying all these products we have to be kept believing that material well-being is the path to inner-well-being.Thus do we remain locked in to a set of out-dated assumptions. This is the root of our collective cultural hypnosis.
To solve the many problems facing us we have to tend the root cause—our addiction to the world of things and the love of money to which it leads. This is the virus in our mind, the root cause of our malignant tendencies.
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