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October 20th, 2009

There has been lots of buzz around the house these last few days.

After much prayer and council we have decided to invest a little money and a lot of time into converting our garage. The best thing is we will be doing this completely debt free thanks in large part to listening to and following Dave Ramsey and getting on a strict budget.

I highly recommend it.

The new space will be primarily used for Julianne’s Piano business which is growing by leaps and bounds.

I am so proud of her.

We will also use the space for our worship team rehearsals, I will start offering voice lessons, and Alex will utilize it for audio recording as he learns the trade.

I will be taking pictures of the progress and updating the blog as we go along.

Going to be a busy month at the Rohr Estate. We are converting our garage to a piano studio and music room.

After this project is over we start on the rest of the baby steps to becoming debt free.

We have big plans and can hardly wait till the next building phase where we will be replacing our garage with a new one complete with studio space above for me. Rohr Fine Art is my motivation to live like no one else so later we can live like no one else.

David Artwork, Piano, Work , , ,

Sometimes my life makes me laugh

July 21st, 2009

I have been helping my neighbor part time for the last couple weeks. He used to work for RJ Reynolds and since retiring last year started his own merchandising company. One of the projects he was awarded, and I am working on, is to reset the cigarette displays for RJ Reynolds in a large chain of grocery stores in Virginia and Maryland.

The work is not particularity difficult but it is challenging and about as far away from information technology as you can get. There are parts of the job I actually enjoy, like getting out in public and being a part of the retail scene. I forgot how people create extended families with their cashiers especially the older people. I am only in each store for a few hours, but that is enough time to get a feel for the community that frequents it, and it makes me smile.

Obviously, there are parts of the job that I do not care for. Sitting in the middle of an isle between two busy checkout lanes with people stepping over you reaching for products is awkward at best. Trying to figure out where each brand of cigarette should be placed is quite a challenge especially when my only reference is a printed Excel sheet with errant information. I have resorted to whining about it, which is never a good thing no matter what the job.

I am also acutely aware of how ridiculous I must look to those standing in line looking down on my balding head. A 40 year old man sitting, kneeling, bending, struggling with packs and cartons of cigarettes and shaking his head at a piece of paper HAS to be amusing. I know I look ridiculous, have resigned myself to it, and for a moment yesterday I just had to laugh. In all my thoughts and dreams growing up on the North Side of Brainerd Minnesota I would have never imagined at 40 I would be sitting on the floor of a Food Lion in Portsmouth Virginia re-shelving cigarettes.

Thankfully, I don’t “have to” do this because that would just make me cry.

I don’t smoke, but I think I may need to take a Winston break from Winston’s.

Sometimes my life makes me laugh.

David Work

Worky Worky Busy Bee

May 23rd, 2009

I think I promised some pictures of what I have been working on so here:

The sound booth remodel at Harvest.

A HUGE project that turned out very nice if I do say so myself.

And I do.

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Some new easels I knocked out this weekend.  I wanted to make some for the church, we are starting prophetic art and we needed them. While I was at it I decided to make one for myself as well and so glad I did.

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And these things:

Been working real hard on these things.

David Work

I win

May 12th, 2009

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Last week I walked into the office to find this at my door.

Some people get kittens, some get unwanted children, I get an empty box under an old power conditioner.

Since there was no note, email, voicemail, or ransom note, I left it there.

For a week.

It was gone this morning.

David Work

Pushing Through

April 21st, 2009

sspx6830Been a while since I posted,  so here is an update.

Of sorts.

The last two weeks have been a flurry of activity replacing the sound system at church. It has been going very well, but the more we dig out the old, the more I realize just how bad the old install was.

I can’t blame it all on the last installer, this started long before he added his flair. People rise to the level of expectation and when there is no expectation, there is no rise.

I am setting the bar much higher.

Alex has taken some pictures I will try an post next week with a detailed description of what has been done, but suffice it to say, it had been a tremendous amount of work.

In case you are wondering what the picture is above? It was how the lighting guy hooked up his power distrobution for Easter.

Ehem.

In other news Emily has an ear infection.

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Let’s just say we can’t wait to see this look on her face again.

Poor thing.

Poor us. :)

David Work

Somebody Pinch Me!

July 16th, 2008

I just had a meeting with my boss about working from home 3 days a week.

He said yes!

He also said I could run my own business from home and give 20% to the job if I wanted and it was perfectly okay with him.

This effectively means I will have Monday – Wednesday – Friday to work a second job and stop in the office on Tuesdays and Thursdays to check in.

Same salary, same benefits, same vacation.

Man I feel blessed.

Of course this means my new co-workers are going to be these punks.

David Everyday Life, Work

You know it is going to be an off day when…

July 7th, 2008

I haven’t been sleeping that well lately and last night was no exception. My wife and I decided to switch sides in bed because most nights we have been bumping into each other about two in the morning.

Being eight months pregnant means the only bumping we have been doing is not the kind you want to be doing at two in the morning, if you know what I mean.

Sex – if you don’t.

So last night we decided to switch sides and both of us had a better nights sleep, but not great. I do remember dreaming quite a bit and in the last one I was running around this strange house throwing furniture up against doors and windows trying to seal off the place from an impending invasion from law enforcement. It didn’t work – I forgot about the patio door in the master bedroom and walked right into an ambush.

I hate it when I get caught in my dreams.

Not sure what that dream was all about but as I was lying in bed this morning I was making plans for a tunnel out of the house.

I hate it more when I get caught in real life.

I wonder if it may be better for me not to dream?

On my way to work I found myself stopping at 7-11 and like a zombie grabbed the twenty four ounce cup to fill with brains coffee. I don’t normally drink coffee, but my trash can at the office will testify I am a liar. I will testify that the trash can is a stinking filthy lying scum bucket, but I will still be convicted.

The twenty four ouncer requires a bit more cream than my normal twenty ouncer – shut up trash. Yes I require cream, and most days I am man enough to admit that I require cream in my coffee.  As I was struggling to rip off the top of the Splenda packet the decapitated yellow paper lilted into the cup.

I chuckled, becuase honestly that is all the effort I could put forth.

Undeterred, I struggled to unsheathe a red stir stick from its seemingly steel encased scabbard and proceeded to delicately fish out the island of yellow in my sea of cream. I instantly firmly adhered the fragment to the side of the cup.

My next move was to clumsily reach in and slide the paper fragment out and instead I tipped the cup over forgetting to lift the straw before moving it to the trash hole in the counter

Cream is really white.

Cream looks even whiter splattered across black shoes and pants.

I received an over the glasses glance and “It’s a Monday” from the lady next to me and proceeded to smear the cream around the stainless steel counter top.

I made a discovery, I have actually been drinking Elmer’s white glue.

Holy crap that stuff is sticky, I didn’t even bother to clean my shoes becuase to be honest if I bent down I would probably just decide to take a nap on the floor. Besides, I figure by the end of the day I am bound to spill something else darker on them anyway.

Polka dots are back in style right?

I can’t even begin to tell you how tired I feel right now. The coffee and glue are all gone and all I have left is a lingering aftertaste that reminds me of my childhood. My mouth has turned into our red station wagon on the way to Sunday Mass with the same lack of enthusiasm and dread laced with guarded anticipation of a trip somewhere more interesting after.

My trip today is home where I will climb back into the strangely new left side of the bed and try to recapture the end of my dream where this time I sling copious amounts of 7-11 cream glue to incapacitate my would be captors.

I am going to do everyone a favor and just check out today. No one wants me making decisions anyway, nothing good can come of that!

David Everyday Life, Work

IT Rules!

July 2nd, 2008

I am not in production. I am in Information Technology. Anyone that knows anything about manufacturing knows that IT and production are on opposite sides of the spectrum. Production is the brawn, IT is the brains, and looks, and sex appeal, and giver of internet access. Production is the steak – IT is the sizzle. And neon sign, and hot waitress, and…..

Don’t hate the player – hate the game.

Because of our superior intellect and cunning, no matter what production tries to throw at IT, IT will win. IT is the glasses the business world looks through – we tell management what they see. Production may say it is black but it will only be black if the IT department agrees. In fact, if IT says it is white – it is white, even if it is as black as Dick Chaney’s oil embalmed heart.

Period.

Remember those kids you picked on in school? The nerdy sensitive ones you ridiculed to make you feel better about yourself? We run the world now sucker and log everything you do on company time. We monitor your email and know about your offshore purchases of “enhancement” drugs.

We don’t need enhancement – we are IT.

Knowledge is power and production gives away that power in mind bogglingly stupid ways.

At my place of employment I have negotiated a pretty sweet deal for myself. I am my own department and as such I am my own boss. Production hates this because their boss is the clock. I installed the clock – the clock works for me. From time to time production will try and heft its responsibility my way thinking that they have me cornered.

I feel bad for them, really I do.

Instead of taking the opportunity to step into a role that could become critical, they simply balk at learning something new and give me more responsibility. This makes them feel good by “sticking it to the IT guy” which simply compels me solve the problem faster thereby making me that much more valuable. Now that I have effectively obsoleted their role in production, it makes building a case for their removal all that much easier.

Here is a secret.

IT is on the side of the owner and production is on the side of themselves. IT realize that the money flows from the top and leaks out the bottom. Any leak that IT stops means new found money goes to IT.

Take the following picture for instance;

I ended up getting this business card job to “fix” because it originated from the website ordering forms. “Since IT was responsible for originating it, IT gets to fix it”.

Remember how I said IT doesn’t do production? In this instance I became agitated and called in the big guns.

The owner.

Here is what went down.

“Hey boss, In reviewing what needed to be changed (a single line of type moved over a fraction) I noticed there are no fewer than fourteen pieces of paper used for this one job.

For a $72.00 job.

This job originated on the internet which costs us $13.00 a day flat rate if we use it. For argument sake, lets say this was the only job ordered today, so it costs us $13.00 to have the customer send it.

This business card job arrived at our shop digitally via FTP as a press ready PDF and what do we do?

Print it out fourteen times just to get it ready to go to the press!

I looked on our MIS system and so far we have fifteen minutes in order entry + fifteen minutes in pre-press + twenty minutes in proof reading. We still have ten minutes of imposition, ten minutes of signature proofing, plating, an hour in the press room, cutting, boxing and shipping.

Our direct manufacturing rate 3 years ago was $42.00 per hour.

So far we have are looking at $97.00 in labor, and that isn’t even adding the paper, plates, laser prints, ink, and delivery.”

Owner says: “That is a problem IT man.”

“I thought you would agree sir, and might I add that shirt really brings out the color of your eyes, shall I come up with a way to fix this terrible production problem?”

IT has now made owner very happy.

Translation: production people are about to get fired and IT will get a raise.

IT Rules!

David Work