Tuesday, November 10, 2009

David the Flowmaster

I'm sitting in the library just reading about the lakes region state college (there are some jobs in Laconia I like) and taking pictures of Teepe Beane across the street as he does some end of the year garden clean up...and who should appear but my beat box buddy. that's crazy! I'm in the back corner. Turns out his name is David> I didn't get if he has a web site, but he should. He was break dancing downtown which is why he is sweating. or I should say doing this dance style called "popping". and flowing (rapping).
what are the odds?
of course we are both wearing the same clothes we were wearing last night.

David.
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Tepee is way in the back there...he made a killing off of San Diego last week.
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Police encounters and Moes subs

a taste comparison of Moes and Breadbox subs. the jury is still out. what do you think?




rebuilt the front steps of 134 Lincoln...
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I'm not sure why I thought the "great bog" would be dry enough to hike through. it wasn't.
soon after this the police rolled up on my van...

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a tree fungus that looked dangerous...
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I forget the cop's name who admired my van. Copley, I think. We chatted. I invited him in "to smoke a bong" and he laughed. He was friendly. We probably know some of the same people in town. He was just responding to a neighborhood complaint about my van that had been parked there for about 20 minutes.
"That license plate reminds me of chips," he said.
"It's a beauty. I'm looking for electronic work. Know of any."
"Silicone valley probably has some."
and I wonder if this was a subtle hint to get out of town...to go back where I came from. Maybe. But I'm not leaving. My family is buried here and not in Silicone valley.


the family burial ground...
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I decided to just make the pants I want...easier said than done...
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Vote for your favorite beard...full...goatee...mustache...none

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This was all in anticipation of my meeting with Salient Surgical. I wasn't waiting for them to call me.Fuck it. I was just going to walk in there and get the job. I couldn't find a place to park and ended up directly in front of the main board room. I'd like to say the CEO walked out and asked, "Is that a 1969 econoline?"
"Of course."
"I have a question."
"Ask away."
"Does the transmission have a separate radiator?"
"No sir. The heavy duty radiator that is installed on this one has a separate reservoir at the bottom for the transmission fluid circulation."
"Ah. thanks. what are you here for?"
"To get that assembly job. Now, we can talk about why I'm perfect for it. But that would be a waste of time. The main problem is the wages. I gotta have $15 bones in my pocket every hour."
"Well,..."
"No. Just give me the $15. End of story. Don't think about it. This is the easiest decision you have to make today."
"Ok. You're hired."

That's how it was supposed to go. But it went more like this...
I stumble in wearing my Greek sailing hat, beads flailing in the wind. The people in the board room call security when they see my van. My pants have patches. The receptionist says,
"Are you lost?"
"No," I say, "I'm here to apply for..."
"That position has been filled."
"Are you sure, because..."
"It's been filled."
"What about..." (there are 4 jobs open on their website)
"Sir, that has also been filled. Why don't you let these men show you back to your van."
Ten seconds later I am back on the street. I literally drive passed the "clean room" where I should be working. I look inside at men wearing all white suits that cover their whole bodies. white hoods. white masks. they are concentrating on some blue plastic bin full of metal. It looks like a morgue. There are big windows and one of the guys looks out at me and says something to the other guy. They both look at me. I look back at them. Then I hit the CEOs Lexus SUV as he pulls into the parking lot. I don't get the job.

So I go downtown and play jazz guitar by a jewelery store that has a help wanted sign. A guy closes it up as I play some blues.
"You looking for sales or repair."
"The sign is for sales. You do repair?"
"Yes I do. Soldering."
"We can start you on costume jewelery and you work up to gold and diamonds."
"Sounds good. You got a workshop?"
"No. It's all take home."
"well, I'll stop by when I get one of those."
"ok."

That was Brandon. So I play some miles davis tunes until my neck hurts. It is warm out but it is Monday and the few people pass by without much notice. Then a young black dude comes up behind me and starts to make those beat box sounds with his mouth. But Jazz is all swing and beat box rap is straight 4/4 time so it doesn't work. I stop the backing track and he starts going,

"On the street with the meat my home boy walks with blood on his feet
don't call me nigger my name is bigger than the man in the moon his finger on the trigger
I'm a smooth cat with bag full of rap you can't touch my rhyme with a feather in your cap
I spin my flow and you don't know that the best part of night is when you sniffing up the blow
the bitches all bow my kingdom is now with my crown of thorns a man is reborn..."

in the most unbelievable freestyle flow rap that I have ever witnessed. So I start beating on my guitar and play an easy blues lick to the time he has set. And this goes on for minutes and minutes. He never stops. he never pauses and his rhymes are incredibly good and lyrical and his vocabulary and phrasing is like he had rehearsed this for months but I can tell his is making it up on the spot because he talking about me as "the man with pick strumming his licks a red sox cap and his dick in the street..."
he's literally a word savant. I can't even type the kind of flow he created ON THE SPOT and another guy shows up out of nowhere with a video camera and starts to video tape it. And the beat box is telling me about his day waiting for his friends and trying to get a cigarette, singing and rapping. I'm in awe but play and scratch my pick on the strings like a record. Then we stop and he walks away. He's wearing a bright blue shirt with a walkman on it. The man is a genius.

then I talked to another street musician wth a broken hand. And then I had a slice of pizza a NY as Denver and Pitt started their game. Then I walked back to the van which was parked by the junior high school. Not a great location but close to the library. I fell asleep in my clothes. This is home to me. The little league park. leary field. the JFK. But the police are already on my trail so I'm still looking for a job.

Saturday, November 7, 2009

Review of "Outliers"by Malcolm Gladwell

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I lost my toothbrush

I carried my toothbrush all around with me when Allen and I were painting the other day. someone pointed it out and I was a bit embarrassed. The toothpaste too. so I put them both somewhere and now I can't find them. it's not a big house. I checked all my pockets. did the dog eat them?
anyway, I figured it was worth trying to type"I lost my toothbrush" into google. see what comes up. it seems 225,000 pages have some variation of a lost toothbrush. one of them could lead me to my brush and paste. so i am going to spend all day reading these posts and I hope i can find it again. my teeth need to be brushed.
the last place I saw it was near the spark plugs in my van. I need to go check my van again.

Monday, November 2, 2009

Two job opportunities

See, I think I figured out the problem. I am an assembly guru. If it can be put together then I can put it together. If it can be fixed then I can fix it. Of course I don't like the idea of getting paid to fix someone's brakes because I think it is beneath me to do that as a job. But bring me some brakes that need fixing and I will jump on it like a blue haired old lady at the J.J. Newberry's discount soup bin. But if you pay me for it then I have become a brake whore, and I am no one's brake whore.
So it is just a philosophical problem that keeps me adrift.
Anyway, the goal is to do what I love and what I enjoy and NOT feel like a mercenary. If this sounds crazy it is because you probably assimilated into the culture and I obviously did not. Portsmouth public schools tried very hard for 12 years to create a functioning clone but they failed.

So, I look for work and here are two jobs that I like. One is a parts dismantler...something that allows me the opportunity to NEVER CARE IF I STRIP A BOLT. The other job is assembling medical devices in a clean room. That means free of dust. What I like about the medical assembly job is the number of patents they have pending. If I'm going to have a "career" it will be in an expanding field. Something without limits. They will take one look at me and send me away. It reminds me of another job I applied for in Santa Monica. It was a chemical warfare sensor that detects trace amounts of biological shrapnel. Also a clean room. The guys were all engineers but they didn't have time to do the actual assembly on semi-mass produced products. (Each unit took two months to build) That's where I would come in. I looked it all over and saw that it was my element. Probably a $60,000 a year job with benefits. They wanted me to create an order of operations manual and repair manual. All of this is right up my alley.
"Would you call yourself a perfectionist?"
"Yes."
When it comes to electro-mechanical stuff I get obsessed.
So I meet the inventor, an Indian man, candidate for the nobel prize. He just looks at me. Studies my eyes and I know what he is going to see in them.
"What do you want to be doing in ten years?" he asks.
"Writing screenplays."
"But this is a very hard occupation to make a living."
"I know, but when I work then I don't write. I pretend I will write after work, but I don't. There is always something else to do."
"When I was young," he says, "I wanted to be a painter. Like my hero Van Gogh. I could be poor and paint or I could study engineering like another hero of mine, Leonardo DaVinci. I am happy with my choice."
"All day long I think about writing. But I happen to be an expert assembler and I need money."
"That is not good enough," he said.
And so we parted ways. I expect they will ask me the same thing at Salient Surgical Technologies. Only now I will say that I want to play Jazz guitar in ten years. But really, I do not think ten years in advance. I know that if I do not play guitar TODAY then I'm not going to play guitar ten years from now. And if I take this job then exactly when am I going to play guitar? Or write? Or make music videos for local bands. Or make stained glass? None of that will happen. I will make surgical instruments. And I will get paid.
You can say that at least it is medical technology, and not biological warfare detection, but really does it matter? Both jobs pay the same amount. But one is clean and the other is dirty. I wonder if Van Gogh ever applied for a job as a furniture painter and the master painter asked him what he planned to do in ten years. And Van Gogh, insane, sweating, knew that he would probably be dead in ten years and walked out the door. VG died when he was 37. That is one year younger than me. He shot himself though, so that made it easier for him to predict. He didn't start painting until his twenties and the works that we all know him by are mostly from the last few years of his life. I imagine he passed up quite a few paying gigs when he was 35 years old. He was living in a country that is mostly below sea level. That's gotta unnerve you after a while.
This isn't about comparing me to Van Gogh. I only want to expose and define my self-destructive habits. It's an old story.
When people say, "Oggy, you could do anything you want." they really mean, "Oggy, you could assemble microscopic surgical devices and eventually forget you ever wanted to play guitar or write screenplays."
It's economics. One of them pays $12 an hour and the other, if you are lucky, gets you admired after you die.



Assembler, Clean Room, Medical Devices, Direct Employment (Portsmouth)


Date: 2009-11-02, 10:23AM EST
Reply to: job-saqwm-1447774156@craigslist.org [Errors when replying to ads?]


Salient Surgical Technologies, Inc. is a 220+ person rapidly growing medical technology company that develops and markets innovative Advanced Energy surgical products based on our proprietary Transcollation™ technology to improve patient outcomes in a wide range of surgical procedures. Our Transcollation™ technology transforms collagen at the molecular level, which when applied to blood vessels, creates a permanent mechanical seal. This permanent seal 1) improves surgeons’ visualization – a key to MIS surgery; 2) significantly improves patients’ post-operative hemoglobin levels which in turn speeds recovery and reduces the need for blood transfusions.

Over 300,000 patients have been treated with our devices to improve post-op hemoglobin levels and reduce blood loss in surgical oncology, orthopaedic reconstruction (hip and knee replacements) and instrumented spine procedures (fusions).

Salient Surgical has focused on building strong future earnings power by:
Developing advanced energy products that deliver high clinical and economic value, receiving 510(k) clearances with broad indications for use which permit us to quickly move into new market applications without facing additional regulatory hurdles, investing in post marketing studies that document the clinical and economic benefits of our products in a variety of surgical settings (for example, our studies demonstrate a greater than 70% reduction in blood transfusions for patients receiving a primary hip replacement), building a deep intellectual property portfolio (At present we have a total of 80+ patents either issued or filed), building a sales force selling a surgeon preference product and identifying new applications and product opportunities that leverage our core technology.

ESSENTIAL DUTIES AND RESPONSIBILITIES:

• Assemble and package intricate mechanical and electromechanical assemblies, using basic hand tools, jigs, fixtures, and test equipment, as well as more complex assembly machinery, such as ultrasonic welders and heat sealing equipment.
• Follow established manufacturing and inspection processes and procedures to produce medical products.
• Identify and segregate defects per procedures.
• Assist in managing materials in an orderly and accurate manner.
• Follow established safety procedures and perform all duties in a safe manner.
• Perform all duties of this position in accordance with applicable cGMP, ISO, FDA, and internal standards.
• Maintain complete and accurate records of work-in-process, component inventories and relative documentation.
• Accept full accountability for product quality.
• Support and take direction from other departments with new product introductions.
• Utilize documented procedures and training materials to accomplish tasks noted above.

DESIRED MINIMUM QUALIFICATIONS:

• High school diploma or equivalent.
• Technical school or OJT training working with mechanical assemblies desired.
• 1-2 years experience in assembly.
• Experience operating manufacturing equipment according to established specifications, standard operating procedures and work instructions or ability to acquire those skills.
• GMP, FDA, ISO experience preferred, but not essential.
• Ability to work "under a microscope" to assemble small medical devices in a clean room environment
• Willingness to learn all equipment and jobs in the assigned manufacturing area.
• Strong attention to detail and exceptional inter-personal skills are required to work in this fast-paced, diverse environment.
• Availability to work 40 hours per week, plus overtime as needed to support manufacturing or customer requirements.


  • Location: Portsmouth
  • Compensation: $11-$13 per hour plus full benefits
  • Principals only. Recruiters, please don't contact this job poster.
  • Please, no phone calls about this job!
  • Please do not contact job poster about other services, products or commercial interests.

AUTO DISMANTLER WANTED (DERRY NH )


Date: 2009-10-26, 6:41PM EDT
Reply to: job-qyg43-1438959731@craigslist.org [Errors when replying to ads?]


LOOKING FOR A PARTS DISMANTLER, LOOKING FOR SOMEBODY WHO HAS EXPERENCE WITH AUTOMOBILE'S. TOOLS ARE REQUIRED, EXPERENCE IS A MUST!!!!!FULL TIME POSTION, CALL JOHN 781-589-xxxx

  • Location: DERRY NH
  • Compensation: 10.00-12.00 /HOUR
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