Further Adventures in Janitation

So the Spay/Neuter clinic I'd been working at Is No More.
Now I have a job at a different clinic, which I'll call the Giant Kidney. I had applied as a phlebotomist, but the Universe had better things in store for me. I have returned to my roots.

the uniform

 The Giant Kidney is new and shiny (read: easy to scrub) with a pleasantly repetitive floor plan. By the time my work starts, nearly everyone else has gone home. I enjoy the silence. This is the sort of work that occupies the hands and body while leaving the mind free to roam.

self-explanatory!

 The rate of pay, incidentally, is a mere 25cents less than the highest hourly wage I've ever received in the state of misery Missouri Arkansas.  This job appeared the very same week the last one ended, and will keep me usefully employed until the next thing comes along (enigmatic smile).

largess from my previous stint as a
restroom maintenance technician

"The work to do is to continue doing the work"

Those Kids and their Internets

:Lily came up with this one. You can make your very own at thisissand.com

It comes with a shoofing-sand sound effect, but if that is not to your liking, here's this.

Useful Words

3. NormopathyPsychiatric theorist Christopher Bollas invented the idea of normopathy to describe people who are so focused on blending in and conforming to social norms that it becomes a kind of mania. A person who is normotic is often unhealthily fixated on having no personality at all, and only doing exactly what is expected by society. Extreme normopathy is punctuated by breaks from the norm, where normotic person cracks under the pressure of conforming and becomes violent or does something very dangerous. Many people experience mild normopathy at different times in their lives, especially when trying to fit into a new social situation, or when trying to hide behaviors they believe other people would condemn.

Thoth's Hourglass

My friend who cuts my hair and my Mom's hair does so in exchange for paintings; she asked for one to include her zodiac sign Scorpio and and a reworking of the Death card from the Thoth tarot deck

which looks like this

So I set about to produce something with a similar color scheme

As a reference, a teaching model of the birthing process, (swear words not included)

Given to me by one of my favorite persons who was a nurse about such things and many more, a storyteller, and I believe I am using the term correctly, Woohoohoodiwoo Woman.

Here's what I came up with...still not entirely sure it's finished.

 

Shape of the Day

A collaborative sketch by myself and my friend George of his clay animals, to remember them after they got squashed back into the rest of the clay and put away.

Lovely Bones

These are a real human femur and part of another one that I found while emptying trash bins at my old job as a janitor in the Health Sciences building at Local State University. This didn't seem like the place for them to be so I took them home with me, where they've been for the past few years. I remembered them the other day while cleaning. A friend who'd enjoy having them will be taking them soon, but in the meantime I'll share them with you. The metal implants are surprisingly heavy, definitely not titanium or any of the newer alloys. The poor decroded-looking one at the top always made me feel sad; I think whoever it lived in must have had a painful gait if they walked at all. The one below it feels smooth, almost as dense as ivory; I think its fracture must have occurred after parting ways from its person.

The Kid turns her amp up to eleven and rocks out on the Flutophone

a hooting instrument for children