TalonRider

Looks like I might have run across your family secret CJ.

Then you have the bird types just waiting to sink their talons into something. Jan

Congratulation Nick. I just googled The Talon House and it's still coming up #1. Normally, I wait until your stories appear here before I post them at The House. And since Rob is currently unavailable, readers can find it here. That is, if their interested. Jan

Congratulations and Best Wishes, Rob and Robyn. Jan

Today, I got the strangest email from my boss, addressed to me and the Housekeeping and Laundry Supervisors. This email informed all six of us that we are not longer to sit with our staff at Break and Lunch times. When some of the staff found out about it, they all said that's ridicules. The time is spent socializing and not talking about work. I may not be able to sit with them, but I'm certainly not going to run them off if they choose to sit with me at lunch and outside in the smoking area. And I'm certainly not going to get up and leave when they do. I mean, how rude is that. It's even worse for one the supervisors as his wife works in the laundry. They can sit together, but they can't sit with the others. The person that I think is behind it, is one who likes to stir things up and the next time she comes up to me during break time with a work related question, and she does it often, I'll tell her no, it can wait until break is over and she can come to my office and ask it. End Rant. Jan

Found something today and I thought I post it for our friendly resident goat(s). Link Jan

Update: The three people I was looking forward to chiding today, all called out. So I'll have to wait until tomorrow.

Hehe, it's going to be a fun day at work today. You see, I'm an Indianapolis Colts fan living in Eagle Country. So you can imagine how the talk was at lunch on Friday. I did say at one point, that in the last five or six meetings between the two teams, The Colts won each time. Well, last night, the Colts beat the Eagles again.

Now you know why I follow him around.

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Thanks guy's. 's to you all. Nick, Maybe I told you differently that first time. There might have been some details here that I didn't tell you then. Today has been a good day. Work was a bit boring and slow. I also find, that by writing this out, it helped clear my mind. So it's not as much of a problem this year. Jan

Black Friday, in the U.S., is the day after Thanksgiving. It officially opens the Christmas shopping season. It's the one day out of the year that I avoid shopping of any kind, if I can. To me, though, it takes on a slightly different meaning. The story begins in mid August, 1982. One evening I was sitting out on the porch step and the sister of a friend of mine stopped by with a couple of her friends. They all got out of the car and out stepped a 19 y/o blond God named Phil. A slightly over used term I know, but what can I say other than he was beautiful. And my gaydar didn't have to tell me he was gay, I knew it instantly. We all talked for awhile and made plans to double date the following weekend. The following weekend we went to the drive-in. Yeah, they were still around back then. During the first movie, Phil got playful and started dropping ice down the back of my shirt. He didn't get the reaction he was expecting. It was so hot out the ice actually felt good. I eventually took the ice out and turned around and dropped it down the front of his shirt. After awhile of going back and forth like that, I got brave enough and at one point, grabbed the front of his shorts and dropped the ice in. That brought an end to the game. Later on, we decided it was time for some refills and a nature break. Since we were the only two in the restroom at the time, I turned to him and came out to him. He replied, "I know. Why do you think I'm here?" Phil's birthday was coming up soon, so the girls and I decided to throw him a little party, which also happened to be Labor Day weekend so a cookout was planned. As part of the plan, I had invited him to spend the weekend and everything went off as planned. As the weekend was coming to a close, I asked him to let me know when he was ready to go home. Much to my surprise he said, "I am home, why would I want to leave?" Little did I know that when I picked him up Friday that he had planned to move in. All he brought with him was clothes for the weekend. At some point after we had first met, he had decided that I was his and he was staking his claim. It took me awhile to get used to living with someone again as I had been living by myself for six years. Phil became my first roommate, and more importantly first boyfriend. It took me a couple of months to realize what my feelings for him were, that I loved him. So that makes him the first guy I've fallen in love with. Fast Forward to November 23, 1984. When it comes to Thanksgiving, I would take him to his mothers and then spend the day with my family. This particular year, Phil decided that he wanted to invite his mother over to spend Thanksgiving with us, so that's what we did. November 24, 1984, 8:00 pm, the terror begins. I'm sitting in the living room watching TV when I hear a gun shot. I got up to go investigate. As I round the corner to go into the next room, I see Phil standing in the doorway to the bedroom and in his hand, is my pistol. I duck back behind the corner and yell for him to put the gun down. I waited a bit, peaked around the corner and repeated for him to put the gun down so I could come in there. Since I didn't know what was going thru his mind, escape was also on my mind. The problem was, in order to get out, that meant crossing 5 feet in the open to get to the front door, which was locked. I kept trying to get him to put the gun down. I finally peaked around the corner a third time just in time to watch him raise the gun to his chest and fire the fatal shot. I rushed into the room, picked up the gun and moved it way from him, then called 911. I then knelt on the floor next to him and was with him when he took his last breath. And just so you know, there was no note, but I did find out later that night why he did it. November 24, 2006, will mark the 22nd anniversary of Phil's death. Most years it doesn't bother me too much. This year tho, it's on my mind more as it falls on the exact day it happened 22 years ago. After all these years, I still wonder if we would still be together today. He would have been 44 now. He's still in my heart and mind and always will be. So this time of year, I become sad and a little depressed, but nothing like the rest of 1984. The closer Christmas got that year, the more I wanted it over with. Now you know why this coming Friday is truely a Black Friday to me. Rest in Peace, Phil.

And that means that when you get back to work, I can too. Jan

I forgot to mention, that a result of this training, which I finished in June '92, that I started my current job in September of the same year. I now work for a 470 bed County owned Nursing Home. I'm the Assistant Director of Environmental Services in a suburban county northwest of Philadelphia.

For me, it depends on the story. If it's a story I want to keep and re-read, then I print it and place it in a notebook. I have several stories like that. Other stories I'll read on screen, but there again it depends on the background and font colors and how readable it is. White font just doesn't get it sometimes. Jan

Welcome to Talon's Claw. I've decided to do a blog. People may be wondering who I am. I'm sure by now that everyone knows I'm Nick's editor. I'll start out with my professional life. I've been in Health Care for 37 years. I started out working part time in Dietary at the local hospital. In 1972 thru 1984, I worked in Surgery as an orderly until I was transferred for what was called some restructuring. That was BS on their part, but I'm not going to get into that right now. So at the beginning of 1985, I worked in the Housekeeping Department. Nine months later, I became a supervisor. Eventually, I was given the added responsibility the Laundry. Then in the late 80's at the encouragement of my boss, I joined the National Institutional Laundry and Linen Management (NAILM) organization. This next part, you'll probably find hard to believe. Most people do. My boss at the time encouraged me to go to NAILM's educational program known as the American Laundry and Linen College (ALLC). This is a very intense program done in 3 parts at different times of the year. In 1990, I began Part 1, which is 1 week in length. A typical day went like this. At 7:30 am, including Saturday's, we were bused to the Eastern Kentucky University campus for classes. 8:00 to 8:15, 16 question quiz over the previous day's material, then class until noon. Noon to 1:00 pm lunch. 1 pm to 5 pm, afternoon session. 7 pm to 9 pm, group project and study at the dorm, which was actually the local Holiday Inn. Sunday's we were expected to spend 4 hours in our groups. Parts 2 & 3 were two weeks each and the only difference's to part 1 was, mid-terms where held at the end of the first week and finals on the last Friday with graduation of all 3 parts that same night. During each part, each class was given a project to work on and them present it to a panel of facilitators. In part 3, the project was to design a laundry, either on site or off site. During the course, the thru us some twists for the project. One thing they did to us was throw a union into it. At the completion of all 3 parts, I graduated a Registered Laundry and Linen Director (RLLD). My boss, from the hospital, made arrangements to be on had to present me with my pin. She was also a facilitator. On a side note. I'm also a member of ACE, the American Coaster Enthusiasts. And if and when the Gallery is online, I'll post some pictures. The next entry will be called Black Friday.

ROFLMAO.

Welcome to GA, Lustful_orc. Feed back is always good. Even when it comes from an editor. Sorry CJ, I couldn't resist doing that. Call it the editor in me. Jan

Hey Nick, I agree with James and Camy. Sometimes you just need to take some time for yourself. I just took a week off work to unwind from the stress there. And don't let that person get to you. And you know where to find me if you need me. I'm always here for you. Jan

Especially since you now have 2004 posts.

This is one person that my gaydar did ping on when the show was on. Jan

CJ, given your estimated date of when This event would happen, I'd have to venture a guess of six months from now. Jan

Congratulations to Myr and Gay Authors for reaching such a mile stone in the history of the site. And congratulations to the person Kurt who made the 50,000th post. tho we may never know who did it. Jan

If he had staff of writer's that big, I think he'd need a larger editing staff. I don't think I could do it alone. I usually see two chapters a week. Jan

Myr, Thanks for a great place for people to gather where we can be ourselves. And thanks to all the people you have working with you to maintain the site. It would be a full time job just trying to maintain the site by yourself. Jan