Chapter Nineteen – My Office Has A Window

My Office Has A Window

It was 1980. A new decade. A new hope. Hopefully a new job. I was 20 years old and a Junior in college when the planets cosmically aligned thus setting me on a strange and bizarre sojourn as a newly hired employee at a little red pole barn in Columbiana. This sojourn is titled, “My Office Has A Window” even though in reality, there were no windows at all.

Chapter Nineteen – Leaving On A Jet Plane

So kiss me and smile for me,
Tell me that you’ll wait for me,
Hold me like you’ll never let me go.
I’m leaving on a jet plane.
I don’t know when I’ll be back again.
I’m leaving on a jet plane.

After several years at the little old red pole barn, it was time to move on. The company was expanding by leaps and bounds and we finally outgrew the pole barn warehouse. Plans were made to relocate to a new warehouse in the big city of Youngstown. Before that, we had plans on staying in Columbiana but the townsfolk were playing hardball dragging their feet and making outrageous demands. The town counsil wanted to re-zone the land our company sat upon back to farmland. Apparently they were afraid of losing their small town folksy atmosphere. Having a modern warehouse and production facility capable of churning out a multitude of orders and products did not seem appealing to the town council. Not to mention the added business to restaurants, gas stations, and grocery stores the new warehouse and additional employee’s would bring.

Alas, the town council turned a blind eye and plan B was implemented. If OZ couldn’t build there, he would go elsewhere. I think when he uttered, “Fuck em,” said it best and we moved forward making plans to move to the big city.

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Chapter Eighteen: My Office Has A Window

My Office Has A Window

It was 1980. A new decade. A new hope. Hopefully a new job. I was 20 years old and a Junior in college when the planets cosmically aligned thus setting me on a strange and bizarre sojourn as a newly hired employee at a little red pole barn in Columbiana. This sojourn is titled, “My Office Has A Window” even though in reality, there were no windows at all.

Chapter Eighteen – Bow Wow Wow

Security was a focal issue at the little old red pole barn commune. Only a busted up chain link fence kept invaders and evil doers at bay as we were surrounded by farmland on three sides. (Remember the pig manure from a previous episode) And oh yea, we had some very well trained dogs that would easily remove your arm with one swift snap of their big nasty pointy teeth. Although there were many dogs running the compound fence line, only one dog, old Ben, was feared by all outsiders and some insiders.

Old Ben the shepherd was the king of guard dogs. Yes, a pure breed German shepherd, Ben was one hell of a specimen. Ben was as cunning as he was ferocious. Ben knew how to work his perimeter line. He knew where it reached and cleverly baited unsuspecting saps into his realm by allowing several feet of slack on his chain runner making the sap believe he was out of the kill area and safe from the jaws of death. Then Ben would pounce. He would lunge forward and grab the sap’s leg and begin to chew on it. It was always a treat to see Ben initiate a new employee.

PS: We sometimes helped Ben snare more victims by painting a circle around his perimeter to alert unsuspecting people not to venture into his area. However, we would be several feet shy of his actual area and that gave Ben more opportunities to knaw on ankles and boots.

One day a dog training company, Canine security, paid us a visit to compare their well trained superior dogs to our own run of the mill dogs. The one salesman paraded a huge Doberman on a short lease going through a specified routine showing how well trained the dog was. He told us not to get to close for the Doberman might misconstrue our advance as an act of aggression and would then attack us.

A small crowd had gathered around the van and the trainer as we listened to his sales pitch. All of a sudden Ben, our shepherd came into view and went nose to nose with with the K-9 Doberman. It was a standoff. The salesman got very vocal warning us that his dog, once it began its attack, would not stop until our dog was dead. An instant later, the argument was moot.

Both dogs butted heads as Ben began growling and snarling its teeth. Then both dogs lunged at each other and butted noses. Something was wrong! In an instant there was blood all over the ground. The Doberman was gushing blood from its nose. Apparently our dog Ben busted the Dobermans nose when they butted heads. The dog was quickly loaded into the van and rushed to the animal hospital.

Thank goodness the Doberman recovered from it’s injuries but with that demonstration, we felt we didn’t need K-9 security as long as we had old Ben.

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Deborah Ann Woll – Sci-Fi Sexy Siren

Sexy 26 year old Deborah Ann Woll plays teen-aged vampire Jessica Hamby on the wildly popular HBO series, True Blood. Jessica was turned by vampire Bill Compton after a showdown with the vampire magistrate. Jessica was raised a very strict Christian, hence, a 17 year old virgin now sexually crazed vampire.

Deborah’s career has taken off since True Blood as she is in production with five other projects in 2011 alone. Enjoy the sexy vampire pics and watch season four of True Blood premiering June 26th, 9pm on HBO.

Sci-Fi Sexy Sirens brought to you by the Grassy Knoll Institute marketing team to boost readership and placement on search engines.

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Rosie Jones – Glamour Model – Is In The House

Can You Spot Glamour Model Rosie Jones

DRUM ROLL…
Some people stand in darkness
Afraid to step into the light.
Some people need to help somebody
When the edge of surrender is in sight.
Don’t you worry, it’s going to be all
right.
‘Cause I’m always there,
I won’t let you out of my sight.
I’ll be there–never you fear
I’ll be there–forever and always
I’m always here.

For some odd reason, the photo above makes me think of the television drama series, Baywatch, where certified professional life guards keep the California beaches safe. Slow motion rescue at it’s finest.

But I digress. This post is about Rosie Jones, a glamour model from across the pond who is one of the hottest “Page 3″ girls in the business. Rosie and four other lifeguards posed on a California lifeguard station standing above the Grassy Knoll Institute logo. Can you spot the logo?

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