Thursday, August 26, 2004

The Truck

I was one of the few to watch this from the other side of the road on Tuesday. I normally head out of town at 5:00pm. Tuesday was a little different. I had gone to meet a client and I was on my way back into town. Read on. But I will add more later.


The Article
(Columbia) August 25, 2004 - In what rescue workers are calling "miraculous," a 36-year-old Irmo man sustained only minor injuries after the concrete truck he was driving ran off an Interstate 126 bridge Tuesday night and landed in the Broad River and on the rocks below.
Investigators are meeting Wednesday to figure out what happened.
Pieces of the guardrail on the I-126 bridge are still missing. A Department of Transportation spokesperson says they do not know when the guardrails will be repaired, but the DOT says the bridge is safe to drive on and all lanes of traffic are open.
In a potentially dangerous rescue in involving some 21 Columbia Firefighters, Vann Gibson was hauled up and rushed to Palmetto Richland Hospital. He is expected to be released from the hospital sometime Wednesday.
The rescue crews rappelled off the bridge over the Broad River. Captain David Anderson says, "We went down to help secure the victim in a store basket. Once we got him secure, we were able to raise him up to the bridge to the EMS units."
Captain Anderson was down below in the riverbed as Gibson was lifted to safety, "It's amazing he survived. It's a blessing. It just wasn't his day. It's just a miracle. There's nothing else you can say about it. It's just a miracle he survived that wreck."
Sgt. Pete Pederson is with the Columbia Police Department unit that investigates serious crashes and fatalities, "They said that truck was like, if I remember right, was 45,000 - 30 to 45,000 pounds empty, traveling at 55-60 miles per hour, which is the speed limit out here. There's a lot of force there when it impacts."
Pederson hopes to fill out the puzzle with information from Gibson, "We'd like to know what he has to say about what occurred. We haven't really had a chance to get a statement from the young man yet, so it will probably take a couple days. I figure he's probably pretty shaken up right about now."
Emergency calls swamped the Columbia-Richland Emergency 911 Center such as, "It's a dump truck. I don't know if he's dead or not, but if he's not, I'm surprised.
911 Center Director Kimberly Gathers says they received 40 calls in a matter of minutes, "Our staff on yesterday, they were able to receive and process that call with in 60 seconds."
Sgt. Pederson says the truck crossed several lanes on a crowded interstate, yet somehow missing that traffic, "We were somewhat amazed that there were no other vehicles involved with the lanes crossed."
The investigation is ongoing, but Pederson says speed doesn't appear to be a factor, nor does the health of the driver.
Two massive cranes were brought in and mounted on the eastbound lane of the highway to lift the concrete mixer truck from the river bottom. On the riverbed crews pumped out the gasoline from the truck before it was pulled up.
Another man who jumped into the river to try to help Gibson almost ended not making it out. Keheli Cohen ended up in the hospital, too, on Tuesday night, but doctors say he's fine.
Reporting by Kara Gormley, Heather Brown and

Friday, August 20, 2004

Tim, the Toolman Taylor

A friend of mine gets into so much trouble, I cannot but start calling him 'Tim, the Toolman Taylor'. He gets into accidents almost every other day. I had given him a casual call today to check on him and well.. no points for guessing .. He had just been back from the E.R. I just cant resist bloggin the whole story. I never use names on my blog. So we will call this guy.. Tim

Tim started off the day by leaving his house / car keys in the car and his wife's keys in the trunk. It wouldn't have been that bad had he not closed the trunk. Ya... Ya... Ya... ThanX to AAA or some other 'fancy' service, they managed to get back. Now, Tim had to run down and bring a CD from the car. Tim, of course the toolman and car lova that he is.. drives a stick. Tim runs down to his car, opens the door (He has already forgotten to have his hand break on.) and accidentally hits the stick causing it to get into neutral. He gets his CD completely unaware of the situation and slams the door shut. That's about when the car starts rolling down the slope. Well, if Tim had been thinking and had been paying attention to all the trouble he had been getting into his entire life, he would have let the car alone. But, he decides to chase the car down the slope, try to open the door.. which he manages to do. But that's about when the car hits an electrical transformer and the whole thing goes ballistic. (Please excuses my tone.. but nothing written here's funny or on TV. It is goddamn serious) The transformer actually blows up cutting power to a couple of blocks. But that is least of our concerns. Tim hurts his leg and well, lets not talk about the car. That's again.. a secondary concern. Tim is rushed to the E.R where his file is normally kept in the favorites folder. ( Again folks ! This is serious !!! I cannot be any more serious) Tim .. however claims that he hasn't been to the E.R in about an year. E.R in about an year... I haven't been to the E.R in lets see... about ... How old am I again divide it by 3 ... ya... thats right.. that many years. Tim however manages to get out with just a ligament tear and no broken bones. This is a third hand version of the whole story and the content need not be completely correct.

But, Ohh My GOD !!! The electrical transformer blew up. That stuff is serious. It really is. Tim, U need to do something to all this.. Dude.. Take care..

I will post any pictures of the car etc if I ever get hold of 'em.

Tuesday, August 17, 2004

Out of Control

Whats been happening in my life. Everything seems to go wrong and then just when things seem to fall in place, something else seems to go wrong. Its been a huge roller coaster week. Everything seems to be against me. Even the f@(%!# software doesnt seem to do what its supposed to. Ok... Let me cite an example. I needed to select a few records from a table. There seemed to be a problem with that. So I tried doing a 'Select All'. That seemed to work except for the fact that the stupid software gave me a mesg which read. "Selected 306 records from 50" How in the wide world of logic did the software select 306 records from a total of apparently only 50 records. That was plain dumb stupid and I almost broke the computer when I saw that. Things have just been extremely frustrating and I just need to get out and do something which will take my mind off things. All these ups and downs has driven me past mad. I am probably crazy enuf and pessimistic enuf to drive even the shrink nuts. Not that 'they' are not or they are. Anyways.. hopefully I will feel better next week and thats when I will get back to thy blog with a smile.

Interestingly I'm not the only person who feels like this. Someone else has managed to express himself only better.

http://somebody-kill-me.blogspot.com/


feeling low, getting pissed,
all this talk and this shit;
makes me angry inside,
'cause i have nothing to hide;

i just knew something's wrong,
'cause this wait, seems so long;
when you did admit it,
told myself to just chill;

but i can't and i won't,
slash myself, hear me groan;
the blood splatters around,
as i fell to the ground;

pick myself, off the floor,
throw my weight on the door;
oozing out of the wound,
the colour change to maroon;

sat myself on the bed,
i just cry and i said;
"fuck this shit, and this world!"
took a chair and i hurl;

cried again and again,
the pain just won't go away;
felt like my chest was dug,
and my heart taken out;

and be thrown in an abyss,
down it goes and felt so pleased;
as i struggled on two feet,
with a hole that's dug so deep;

took a knife from the sink,
feel the blade on my chin;
i went down to my neck,
as i position the knife;

one last cut, to the throat,
as i slid, i felt bold;
on the floor, where i drop,
goodbye world, thanks a lot...




Wednesday, August 11, 2004

I am jack's Blog

I am Jack's caffeinated self. Why do I feel so good when I am totally out of sleep and still manage to go through a whole day. Life as a zombie is indescribable, yet all the work gets done. I have had a few pretty rough days. Its been very interesting tho.

I am Jack's masochism. Don't we all go through some parts of life knowing that its going to hurt. I would go through those parts of life over and over again, eventhough I knew that it would end the exact same way. There is no way I am going to not do something because I know its going to be a failure. I would have to just try and find out for sure that its a failure. There's no assumptions in life. Absolutely none.

FYI for those who haven't : Watched 'The Fight Club' after a long long time. Hence the 'I am Jack's blog' reference.

Monday, August 09, 2004

Does every move in Life matter too ?

Been thinking about it on and off for quite some time. But really does every move matter in life ?


"Every person, all the events of your life are there because you have drawn them there. What you choose to do with them is up to you" - Richard Bach
Not to pay a lot of importance but, how many wrong moves is one allowed ? NBA : can commit 5 fouls before being thrown out. NFL : Aah well, Lets just say.. I have never seen anyone thrown out of a game. How about life and chess ? Do we get enough chances to correct our mistakes ? Or does every move need to be the best in that situation ?

Monday, August 02, 2004

What movie Do you Belong in?

Fight Club - sasmo

Fight Club!

What Type of Social Entity are You?

The Hub
Category I - The Hub
You're a 'people person'. Networking runs in your
blood. Consequently, you can move through most
social circles with ease.