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This would be the blog of one Marshall J. Wise or "Marsh" to my friends -- it's "Marshall" to the company or others who know me not. If you are friend, then 'tis Marsh. Anywho, this be just my thoughts and bloviations on life, reenacting, the world and other thoughtless provoking crap. Yes, I am a reenactor, yes, I own reenactor.Net... Remember: work to live, not live to work.

*(and yes, look up the word bloviate on google)

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Name: Marsh Wise
Location: Chambersburg, Colony of Penna, United States

Hmmm, "about me" huh? It's kind of boring. I'm a truck driver hauling U.S. Mail for a Postal Contractor. Reenacting Lessee, I am into reenacting... WWI, WWII and Roman. Doing the first two, I portray a German (no, I don't care one bit if you're offended), in the last, I do a 1st Century Roman impression. I find the Roman Empire fascinating. r.Net I have owned reenactor.Net (the biggest reenactor website on the planet) since 1998 and am constantly trying to make it better (for that, I really need 37 hour days). One good thing about r.Net is it allows me to meet and know a lot of really great and nice people who's knowledge just leaves me floored. How I think... Do you really care about how I think? I'm kind of a dork... If you read the blog, you'll see how I think (or don't think, if you listen to a lot of people).

Sunday, August 30, 2009

Migraines and such

So, today was a migraine day. Didn't much start off that way, but work, idiot co-workers and being called a liar tends to do that. Anyway, it was just a shitty day w/ a line being drawn downwards and covering the right side of my head and that arm. Maybe it's not a migraine, but I've had them and it sure felt that way to me.

Back in Cali, my doctor felt that truck driving was causing me to get migraines. I know there were a couple of times she had to inject me in the back of my head and neck before I could function. It was so bad, she thought I should seek re-training... and the state agreed!! However, I had to have a way to live while I went through the training. Since my wife doesn't work, nor drive (don't ask, just don't), that was kind of out of the question. Then, I went to work for this place. It was fun at first, although I DID still have a lot of migraines when I first moved here. When Wendy moved here, she kinda of helped me do stuff to make them stop, but before that, there were a number of times Kent would come home and I'd be laying on the floor w/ a bag of ice under my neck and one on my head :-O Sucks, it does.

I still wonder if there was someway I could have done the re-training... trucking is a dead-end field these days—it's not like the old days where it was a good profession. Well paying AND one you could count on. Now companies go under at the drop of a hat and you never can plan. Hell, looks like Roadway/Yellow Freight is gonna go belly up or so I read... :-O Scary!!! What would I do IF I did get re-trained? Damned if I know. HR maybe. I like working w/ people and helping them. I wanted to do that here, but the boss's wife said never. C'est La Vie! Besides, as a manager, I was told often that I took the driver's side waaaay too often. I've always been one of those people who believed that if you lookout for people, they'll look out for you. Mostly it's true, but there are scumbags in the world. Still, there's more good people than bad ones. People like to feel they're part of a team, not just a number or the owner's property.

Anyway, I felt I should blog this while I remembered it, not like anyone cares about my bloviations.

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