Me again, with little to say. I did however want to encourage those of you in the St. Louis area to check out the following store:
Home Eco
4611 Macklind Avenue
St. Louis, MO 63109
314-351-2000
www.home-eco.com
Open Tuesday-Saturday.
It is a store full of sustainable, renewable, and recycled goods. Very good place. Toothpaste, razors, composters, flooring, clothing, etc! I highly recommend it, and the owners were very nice! Also they are dog friendly, so you can take your pooch in with you!
Word of the day-
GGG: Acronym for "good, giving, and game".
In use: I didn't think my wife would be up for that, but she was GGG.
Showing posts with label recycle. Show all posts
Showing posts with label recycle. Show all posts
20090417
Pale Expressionless Face
I claim to be neither a religous person or a skeptic. I've recently grown into a postion of pure uncertainty that allows me to hope more than search. I read an article this morning that I found quite appealing. I call this article "This is your brain . . . and this is your brain on God".
In addition to that, I wrote a blog on Wordpress about Twitter and these fun guys called hashtags. I'm certain that a handful of people reading this are chuckling a little to themselves about the phrase "hashtag". I chuckled myself when I first read it. That's okay, I think if you are at Twitter fan, you will soon appreciate them!
To recap yesterday, it was a decent day. HOK St. Louis finished up our RecycOlympics with Rocco Danna taking the overall gold medal! The medals were awesome (made from used products). As I am writing this in the morning, I have not yet seen any results posted in the HOK Life blog. Hopefully I will be able to do a post script [P.S.] to this blog later giving you the link! I met Amanda at the gym where we walked outside and got some fresh air and shared some stories.
Today I dressed up like a girl in a cute brown skirt with a nice top and brown jacket. I even put on a little make up to cover up the pale expressionless face I woke up with this morning. I'm hoping to have a good day. Today is the sustainable swap so I'm hoping to leave here with at least a camera or a composter. There is a bike rack I may choose to take for Eva if the other opportunites do not arise.
On a whole other quick topic, I believe I saw my brother Drew on the news last night. They showed a clip of MSD crews working on a broken sewer line. Despite the utterly smelly mess he has to work in, I'm sure he'll be loving the extra work he gets from this disaster.
Word-
alcologic: Explanations given by a person who has been drinking and that only makes sense to them.
In addition to that, I wrote a blog on Wordpress about Twitter and these fun guys called hashtags. I'm certain that a handful of people reading this are chuckling a little to themselves about the phrase "hashtag". I chuckled myself when I first read it. That's okay, I think if you are at Twitter fan, you will soon appreciate them!
To recap yesterday, it was a decent day. HOK St. Louis finished up our RecycOlympics with Rocco Danna taking the overall gold medal! The medals were awesome (made from used products). As I am writing this in the morning, I have not yet seen any results posted in the HOK Life blog. Hopefully I will be able to do a post script [P.S.] to this blog later giving you the link! I met Amanda at the gym where we walked outside and got some fresh air and shared some stories.
Today I dressed up like a girl in a cute brown skirt with a nice top and brown jacket. I even put on a little make up to cover up the pale expressionless face I woke up with this morning. I'm hoping to have a good day. Today is the sustainable swap so I'm hoping to leave here with at least a camera or a composter. There is a bike rack I may choose to take for Eva if the other opportunites do not arise.
On a whole other quick topic, I believe I saw my brother Drew on the news last night. They showed a clip of MSD crews working on a broken sewer line. Despite the utterly smelly mess he has to work in, I'm sure he'll be loving the extra work he gets from this disaster.
Word-
alcologic: Explanations given by a person who has been drinking and that only makes sense to them.
20090415
We Are A Cult
I love where I work. Let me say that again, I LOVE where I work. Most people say "there is no way a person can love work that much". Well to those people I say, "fine, we are a cult".
To a handful of people I know, I eagerly sent them to the hoklife blog to watch a video about one of the things we are doing here at work. I'm proud of us! I think we are fun!
Here is the tie breaker:
To a handful of people I know, I eagerly sent them to the hoklife blog to watch a video about one of the things we are doing here at work. I'm proud of us! I think we are fun!
RecycOlympics Come to HOK St. Louis from HOK on Vimeo.
So the big event happened last Friday (I was not at work, but in Kansas City). All of the finalists' information was included on the HOK life blog. It comes around now to tie breakers! This was the e-mail we got today, along with the flyer provided to show us the method of a tie-breaker. Very clever indeed.
Here is the tie breaker:
the tags:
Blood work,
HOK,
recycle
20090409
I Had An Interesting Day
I know Mike C. will secretly appreciate this blog. It is after all my second blog of the day. I feel compelled to write! I had an interesting day!
So for starters, we, or rather HOK won the Missouri Baptist Hospital job. This is a huge win for us! The structures group, of which I am part, is the primary structural engineer! Yippee skippee!
Second, we, or rather HOK had the director for the Missouri Audubon Society speak at our office today. I went into it thinking, "birds, woo-hoo birds" (said in the lamest voice possible). But as I listened to the guy, I really liked him. He talked more than about birds, but habitats, and travel. It was really cool and has inspired me to consider a bird bath and feeder in the back yard where the cardinals like to hang out. I worry though, that the dogs will kill a few birds.
Third,we, or rather HOK went on a tour of a recycling facility this evening. It was so awesome. It was everything I had hoped it would be. It was like being IN an episode of How It's Made! I loved it! I want to elaborate, and tell you how cool it was to watch the materials sort, and to watch the simple mechanics of the machines perform spectacular feats . . . but really I can't find words that would do it justice!
Now if you read my first blog of today, you will have known that I started this morning by running from my car to the train. I have ended my day by running from the train to my car in order to avoid being completely soaked. Didn't help, I was soaked through!
I will try to get a little blogging done this weekend, so stay tuned!
So for starters, we, or rather HOK won the Missouri Baptist Hospital job. This is a huge win for us! The structures group, of which I am part, is the primary structural engineer! Yippee skippee!
Second, we, or rather HOK had the director for the Missouri Audubon Society speak at our office today. I went into it thinking, "birds, woo-hoo birds" (said in the lamest voice possible). But as I listened to the guy, I really liked him. He talked more than about birds, but habitats, and travel. It was really cool and has inspired me to consider a bird bath and feeder in the back yard where the cardinals like to hang out. I worry though, that the dogs will kill a few birds.
Third,we, or rather HOK went on a tour of a recycling facility this evening. It was so awesome. It was everything I had hoped it would be. It was like being IN an episode of How It's Made! I loved it! I want to elaborate, and tell you how cool it was to watch the materials sort, and to watch the simple mechanics of the machines perform spectacular feats . . . but really I can't find words that would do it justice!
Now if you read my first blog of today, you will have known that I started this morning by running from my car to the train. I have ended my day by running from the train to my car in order to avoid being completely soaked. Didn't help, I was soaked through!
I will try to get a little blogging done this weekend, so stay tuned!
Yep, Busy Busy Busy!
I'm going to start this blog off by tracking back in time. A time I call . . . "yesterday"!
I left work late to get a couple of extra hours in since I won't be at work on Friday (going to KC Fri-Sun). As it usually goes on evenings that I don't have an automobile, I took the Metrolink to the 5th & Missouri East St. Louis station. The bus to Collinsville shows up about quarter to the hour. I get there a bit early to ensure I don't miss it. While sitting there, Eva calls to tell me there is a major drug bust at the meth house just a few houses over from her house. We are talking about the SWAT truck, SWAT team with guns aimed, and PERCUSSION GRENADES! PERCUSSION GRENADES!! Damn the luck of my profession; I want to use percussion grenades!
Anyway, for those of you who may not really know who I am (and even for those people that do); I used to live at Eva and Jami's place in West Granite. That is West Granite City, Illinois. Now, it's not the best part of town. It's considered "the other side of the tracks", literally it is the other side of the tracks. But I liked it well enough, still do. It's the same atmosphere as any town/city. You have the wealthy, you have the poor, and you have everything in between. West Granite just seems to house most of the drug producers. Meth makers. Duane. Duane got his ass some percussion grenades yesterday!
Now, back to the bus . . . I was waiting with a large group of people for the bus. I've done this often. I've never felt scared, awkward, or in danger. Yesterday changed that!
The bus arrives, we all stand to get on, one by one filing onto the bus offering our tokens for a ride. I offered the fellow by me the "next in line" spot, he declined and said, "after you". I thought it was polite, thought nothing else of it. I got on and went to my well chosen seat. I put a lot of thought into the seat I choose (shown below).
This particular seat has a plastic thingy behind it so that no one can reach over the seat. I can sit in the aisle seat and set my belongings in the window seat. The only major downfall to this seat is that the seat across the aisle faces my seat. This is where the "polite guy" sat (see below). From now on, "polite guy" is now "weird guy".
I had headphones on, which I thought was the universal signal to say "I do not want to speak". I guess he took it as "I am just listening to music until someone bothers me, please come bother me". He started his line of questioning, "how was your day", "how was work", "what do you do", "what does that mean", "how long have you been doing it", "does it pay well", "do you like it", "where did you go to school", "where did you grow up" . . . etc. I seriously started to feel as though this were the East St. Inquisition. There was finally a break in speech. I turned my head, put the headphones on, turned my body so it's language said "leave me alone", and pretended to be busy with my cell phone. Yep, busy busy busy.
Then he lightly touches my arm which scared the crap out of me. What is much more scary is that when I turned to see what it was that he wanted, he was standing, rather haunched next to me watching my every move with the cell phone. I think he got close to smell me or something of that nature. He kept touching my arm despite my uncomfortable inching away from him. This is a major violation of my personal space for sure! Thankfully he got off at the horse racing track which he referred to as his "second home". Before exiting the bus he grabbed my shoulder, held it for what felt like hours, and told me how great it was to talk to me.
Ugh!
Anyway . . . so now fast forward to this morning. I took Metrolink today, but completely bypassed the bus option (imagine that)! I had to run to catch my train; that's okay. Nothing like a brisk run to get your heart rate up in the morning! And alas, here I am, at work, blogging. Yep, busy busy busy!
But tonight I will be taking a tour of St. Louis' largest recycling plant. I am very excited. I would take some photos to share, but that's not allowed.
I have a few things I wanted to comment on this morning. 1) Yes Drew, magnets would be a good idea, and surprisingly some one else mentioned it yesterday, jokingly though. It would be great if we embraced what is natural to make structures, roadways, etc. In this case, no chance of magnets. I will have to come up with something much more clever to make my stair float, yet withstand gravity and lateral loading. This is going to take some Voodoo, if anyone has any suggestions, I am totally open! 2) Fuck, Becky, warn me by saying "These images are not suitable for Stephy's eyes". Ugh! 3) Mike, you shall be amazed by what I will learn about soccer. I'll make you proud! Oh, and from Chris, "soccer's for girls". 4) Watch Amélie, it's one of my favorite movies, and I watched it yesterday. 5) I will be in Kansas City Friday through Sunday to visit Erika and family as well as to catch the English Beat. I will try to blog, but I might have to disappoint Mike by not blogging more than once. Sorry friend!
I will leave you now with the word of the day . . .
downchuck: the opposite of upchucking. When you vomit a bit, and you accidentally swallow it. Leaves a nasty taste in your mouth and can often happen many times if you are hungover. [Editor's note: gross]
I left work late to get a couple of extra hours in since I won't be at work on Friday (going to KC Fri-Sun). As it usually goes on evenings that I don't have an automobile, I took the Metrolink to the 5th & Missouri East St. Louis station. The bus to Collinsville shows up about quarter to the hour. I get there a bit early to ensure I don't miss it. While sitting there, Eva calls to tell me there is a major drug bust at the meth house just a few houses over from her house. We are talking about the SWAT truck, SWAT team with guns aimed, and PERCUSSION GRENADES! PERCUSSION GRENADES!! Damn the luck of my profession; I want to use percussion grenades!
Anyway, for those of you who may not really know who I am (and even for those people that do); I used to live at Eva and Jami's place in West Granite. That is West Granite City, Illinois. Now, it's not the best part of town. It's considered "the other side of the tracks", literally it is the other side of the tracks. But I liked it well enough, still do. It's the same atmosphere as any town/city. You have the wealthy, you have the poor, and you have everything in between. West Granite just seems to house most of the drug producers. Meth makers. Duane. Duane got his ass some percussion grenades yesterday!
Now, back to the bus . . . I was waiting with a large group of people for the bus. I've done this often. I've never felt scared, awkward, or in danger. Yesterday changed that!
The bus arrives, we all stand to get on, one by one filing onto the bus offering our tokens for a ride. I offered the fellow by me the "next in line" spot, he declined and said, "after you". I thought it was polite, thought nothing else of it. I got on and went to my well chosen seat. I put a lot of thought into the seat I choose (shown below).
This particular seat has a plastic thingy behind it so that no one can reach over the seat. I can sit in the aisle seat and set my belongings in the window seat. The only major downfall to this seat is that the seat across the aisle faces my seat. This is where the "polite guy" sat (see below). From now on, "polite guy" is now "weird guy".
I had headphones on, which I thought was the universal signal to say "I do not want to speak". I guess he took it as "I am just listening to music until someone bothers me, please come bother me". He started his line of questioning, "how was your day", "how was work", "what do you do", "what does that mean", "how long have you been doing it", "does it pay well", "do you like it", "where did you go to school", "where did you grow up" . . . etc. I seriously started to feel as though this were the East St. Inquisition. There was finally a break in speech. I turned my head, put the headphones on, turned my body so it's language said "leave me alone", and pretended to be busy with my cell phone. Yep, busy busy busy.
Then he lightly touches my arm which scared the crap out of me. What is much more scary is that when I turned to see what it was that he wanted, he was standing, rather haunched next to me watching my every move with the cell phone. I think he got close to smell me or something of that nature. He kept touching my arm despite my uncomfortable inching away from him. This is a major violation of my personal space for sure! Thankfully he got off at the horse racing track which he referred to as his "second home". Before exiting the bus he grabbed my shoulder, held it for what felt like hours, and told me how great it was to talk to me.
Ugh!
Anyway . . . so now fast forward to this morning. I took Metrolink today, but completely bypassed the bus option (imagine that)! I had to run to catch my train; that's okay. Nothing like a brisk run to get your heart rate up in the morning! And alas, here I am, at work, blogging. Yep, busy busy busy!
But tonight I will be taking a tour of St. Louis' largest recycling plant. I am very excited. I would take some photos to share, but that's not allowed.
I have a few things I wanted to comment on this morning. 1) Yes Drew, magnets would be a good idea, and surprisingly some one else mentioned it yesterday, jokingly though. It would be great if we embraced what is natural to make structures, roadways, etc. In this case, no chance of magnets. I will have to come up with something much more clever to make my stair float, yet withstand gravity and lateral loading. This is going to take some Voodoo, if anyone has any suggestions, I am totally open! 2) Fuck, Becky, warn me by saying "These images are not suitable for Stephy's eyes". Ugh! 3) Mike, you shall be amazed by what I will learn about soccer. I'll make you proud! Oh, and from Chris, "soccer's for girls". 4) Watch Amélie, it's one of my favorite movies, and I watched it yesterday. 5) I will be in Kansas City Friday through Sunday to visit Erika and family as well as to catch the English Beat. I will try to blog, but I might have to disappoint Mike by not blogging more than once. Sorry friend!
I will leave you now with the word of the day . . .
downchuck: the opposite of upchucking. When you vomit a bit, and you accidentally swallow it. Leaves a nasty taste in your mouth and can often happen many times if you are hungover. [Editor's note: gross]
the tags:
Amelie,
Becky,
bus,
Chris,
Collinsville,
Daily,
Drew,
English Beat,
Granite City,
Kansas City,
Magnets,
meth,
Metrolink,
Mike C.,
percussion grenades,
recycle,
soccer,
St. Louis,
SWAT,
Voodoo
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