Monthly Archives: December 2011

The Graffiti of Neideraussem


If you’ve ever been to Europe, or just about anywhere outside of the U.S. for that matter, you know that graffiti isn’t really a concern anywhere but here.  I guess I should say that no one cares about getting rid of it anywhere but here.  As a result, graffiti’s everywhere.  Some of it’s downright artistic, I was amazed.  But some of it isn’t.  In the power plants, it generally isn’t.

The walls, doors, and especially the elevators in the German plants in which I’ve had the pleasure of working are absolutely ripe with graffiti.  In the states you’ll see the occasional “NO SMOKING” sign turned into a “kNOw SMOKING” sign, but not much beyond that.  I guess after having weeks on end to see all this crap, and trying to decipher it in a foreign language (foreign languages, to be more accurate), I started finding it really interesting.  Here’s what I saw.  Be warned, some of it’s pretty crass, but I felt if I wanted to paint even a remotely accurate picture, I had to include it all…

Ok, so this isn't graffiti, but it shows a pretty prevalent dynamic in these plants. The two flags that have been vandalized are the German and Turkish flags. I haven't seen a whole lot of it with the people I've met, but I do know there's a fair amount of animosity between the Germans and the Turks. Europe is a surprisingly racist place.

The inside of an elevator door.

If I'm not mistaken, this translates roughly into "Fuck the Germans and the police" and then down in the corner "and your momma." Some things never change.

Kevin and I scratched our heads about this one. Wish I knew what it meant. Feel free to enlighten me.

I'm guessing this is either anti-semitic, or anti-anti-semitic. I'm pretty sure it's anti-semitic.

That dude was here.

Krakow? Anyone from Poland?

How do you say "Dolla Dolla Bill Y'all" in German?

I just liked this little guy. A very industrious centipede.

The utility that ran the plant is RWE. This was actually pretty clever, peeked out from the elevator door as it closed.

Now this one used to say RWE = Nazis. Found it interesting that this was like the only piece of graffiti in the entire plant someone felt the need to clean.

Ok, vulgar I know, but this was on damn near every elevator in the plant so I pretty much had to include it. You can imagine the door opening for yourself.

This dude came, saw, and conquered.

And last but not least, I think the most artistic little 'piece' I saw in the plant. This one took some talent.

I hope you found that stuff half as interesting as I did.  It’s bed time.  I’ve got a long day at the plant and on the road on the agenda for tomorrow.

Adieu from Cross Lanes, West Virginia

-B. Littleton.

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A Very George Clooney Christmas


Tonight I write you once again from the Lazy Dog Saloon located inside the Comfort Inn just outside of Charleston, WV.  There’s a semi-private party in here, but my bartender recognized me from my last visit, and once I assured her I’d just be sitting in the corner typing away on the laptop and nursing a Newcastle or six, she decided to let me in.

I almost wish she hadn’t.  It’s karaoke night.  In West Virginia.  I’ve heard more shitty Toby Keith songs get slaughtered since the last time I listened to a Toby Keith album.  I’ve actually never listened to a Toby Keith album, but you get the idea.

Any who, I’m in the midst of a pretty crazy couple weeks filled with work, travel and Christmas.  Spent my last two weeks in Indiana, Pennsylvania.  Turns out, my father is going to be back at the family farm in Holmes County, Ohio for Christmas, and turns out Holmes County, Ohio is only about a three-hour drive from Indiana, Pennsylvania.  The girl lives in Louisville, Kentucky, and turns out Louisville, Kentucky is only about a four-hour drive from Holmes County, Ohio.  Seeing as how I’m not in Germany, I decided to do what I could to see everyone.

I called my boss, and he was kind enough to let me re-book my flight (fully refundable ticket, no big deal there) and take a few days off before Christmas, on the condition that I “swing by” our plant in Charleston, West Virginia to service their system tomorrow and Tuesday.   Really nice of him to help me make this happen, but that left me with a three-day weekend to kill in Appalachia.  Luckily a damn good friend of mine from high school lives sort of in the area, so I went and hung out with him for the weekend.  The next few days are going to be quite a whirlwind.

Here’s the plan:

- Kevin K. and I finished job in Indiana, PA on 12/15.

- I dropped Kevin K. off at the Pittsburgh airport on 12/16.  Dropped off our rental car for that trip, picked up a cheaper car as I’ll have to pay for some of it.  Headed three-and-a-half hours west-ish to Dayton, Ohio to hang out with my boy Kevin C.

- This evening, 12/18 – I drove three hours back east-ish to Charleston, WV.

- 12/19 and 12/20 – work in Charleston.

- 12/20 or 12/21 – head four hours southwest-ish to Louisville, KY to pick up the girl.

- 12/21 or 12/22 – we’ll head a couple of hours north to Cincinnati to hang out and do some Christmas shopping and ya know, not be in Louisville.

- 12/23-ish – we’ll head to the farm for Christmas with my dad and the grandparents.

- 12/25 or so – we’ll make the drive back to Louisville.

- 12/26 or 12/27 – I’ll catch my flight back to Denver.

Now I realize how insane that schedule is.  Sounds ludicrous I’m sure that I’d willingly put myself through this with the kind of schedule I normally have to adhere to for work.  Maybe I am crazy.  But first of all travel isn’t even second-nature to me, it’s just nature.  So it doesn’t seem nearly as daunting to me as it probably should.  Also when you live in Denver, CO, date a girl from Louisville, KY, and spend close to 200 nights a year on the road, it’s not easy to see the people you want to see when you want to see them.  When I realized I’d be in the general area of all these people, and that the whole trip should be pretty cheap with free airfare and places to crash, I kinda feel like it would be more insane to fly home and spend Christmas in my empty apartment.

And as such I’ll be spending Christmas the way I spend just about everything else, living out of a rental car and a suitcase, but with one notable difference; I won’t be doing it alone, and I’m pretty excited about that.

Happy Holidays,

-B. Littleton

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And That’s a Wrap


A couple of days ago Kevin and I finished up our 2-weekish long project in beautiful Indiana, PA.  It was a long trip; we had the pleasure of dealing with the heat, the cold, the bedbugs and all the shenanigans and goings-on that are normally associated with installing a half-million dollar lasery-measury thing.  But all things considered, it was a pretty smooth install.  We dealt with all the above crap in English, and didn’t have too many problems getting everything working.  Anywho, here’s the sights of the Unit 1 Boiler at Keystone.

Sunrise on our way to the plant one morning.

Pretty little office, eh?

For the first week of the job the boiler was offline. Boiler's outside, so if it was cold, rainy and snowy outside (and it was) it was cold, rainy and snowy up on the boiler.

Then they turned the ol' girl back on. From freezing our balls off to sweating them off. Some pretty intense temperature swings.

The Unit 1 cooling tower.

Kevin splicing by the light of the sunset.

My ass trying to do some jedi mind tricks on the computer.

I guess said mind tricks did the job. This is what's it all about, and why they fly me all over the world. A fully functional lasery-measurey thing.

That’s all she wrote on this little project.  Off to West Virginia for a couple more days of power plants before Christmas.

-B. Littleton

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