I have confirmed an embarrassing truth about myself: I'm a trashy, trashy girl. JoJo and I just came home from a dugout-clearing baseball-field melee (JoJo says it was a donnybrook), and I led the fans onto the field. In my defense, I only ran out there to save Chris, who, at that moment, was surrounded by opposing-team players. He had just taken the first punch, was jumped by three opposing players, with two more players heading in. Lucky for him and for me, his best friend Matt came cruising into it all, knocking over one of them like Terry Tate in that video that's going around. For a short time there it was JoJo and Matt against six players. Then it was everybody against everybody. I've never seen anything like it, although it was reminiscent of little league. JoJo is okay, but a couple of our players left the field with bloody noses. Well, one of them left with a bloody nose because of an accident earlier in the game, having been hit in the face with a ball off of a bat (I took him to the hospital), but that's another story.
I had no idea how dangerous this sport could be.
Saturday, June 18, 2005
Another Cherry Popped
And then there were two.
T3 demolished the Windstar this afternoon when he sideswiped another car while pulling out onto Beaver Ruin Road. He is fine except for some small cuts on his left arm from the airbag deployment. Moby is a junkyard whale now. The other vehicle, a Mercury Mountaineer, suffered a dented and now inoperable passenger's side door.
Agatha and I were still back at the car wash, where we had taken all three cars to clean them up. I was vacuuming my car out when car wash dude came over and asked if the white van was mine, and told me it had been in an accident. I knew immediately what intersection it happened at (it was just a parking lot away from where I was, but not visible to me from there). That was the fastest, but longest, 100 yards I've ever run. I can't tell you how I felt when I saw T3 standing outside the van, apparently uninjured. It's a bit corny to say that I couldn't hope for a better Father's Day present than that, but, all else considered, nothing could compare.
Two cops, a fire engine, and two tow-trucks later (The other driver wasn't carrying his driver's license, so they towed his car, which was drivable, back to his house. I paid the tow truck driver, feeling bad enough that the other guy's week had already been fucked up through no fault of his own.), we (the family) licked our wounds, went home and initiated the insurance dance. I'll follow up on how that goes, because I know you're all *very* interested.
T3 demolished the Windstar this afternoon when he sideswiped another car while pulling out onto Beaver Ruin Road. He is fine except for some small cuts on his left arm from the airbag deployment. Moby is a junkyard whale now. The other vehicle, a Mercury Mountaineer, suffered a dented and now inoperable passenger's side door.
Agatha and I were still back at the car wash, where we had taken all three cars to clean them up. I was vacuuming my car out when car wash dude came over and asked if the white van was mine, and told me it had been in an accident. I knew immediately what intersection it happened at (it was just a parking lot away from where I was, but not visible to me from there). That was the fastest, but longest, 100 yards I've ever run. I can't tell you how I felt when I saw T3 standing outside the van, apparently uninjured. It's a bit corny to say that I couldn't hope for a better Father's Day present than that, but, all else considered, nothing could compare.
Two cops, a fire engine, and two tow-trucks later (The other driver wasn't carrying his driver's license, so they towed his car, which was drivable, back to his house. I paid the tow truck driver, feeling bad enough that the other guy's week had already been fucked up through no fault of his own.), we (the family) licked our wounds, went home and initiated the insurance dance. I'll follow up on how that goes, because I know you're all *very* interested.
Thursday, June 16, 2005
Conversations from my local video rental store
Conversations from my local video rental store.
The clerk, a lovely young local woman, is studying a large book and complaining to another customer: "I haven't had any of this stuff since high school and I'm certainly not going to need any of it in the field I'm going for my master's in."
Customer: "Well, Florida has pretty strict standards."
Clerk: "These eleven letter words and complicated math problems are so ridiculous, I flunked the entrance test once already."
Me: "What are you going for your master's in?"
Clerk: "Secondary education, I'm not dumb, I graduated from Emory University with a 3.5 average. And Emory's a good school."
Me, slightly taken aback: "Well, Honey, if you are going to teach, you never know what you might need to know. I'm sure it will come in handy later."
Clerk: "This complicated math and stuff is ridiculous!"
Me: "Well, good luck next time you take the test."
Clerk: "Oh, I'm not worried. God's going to be with me next time. He'll take care of me and help me through it.?
If we're lucky, this girl will be teaching our children's children someday.
The clerk, a lovely young local woman, is studying a large book and complaining to another customer: "I haven't had any of this stuff since high school and I'm certainly not going to need any of it in the field I'm going for my master's in."
Customer: "Well, Florida has pretty strict standards."
Clerk: "These eleven letter words and complicated math problems are so ridiculous, I flunked the entrance test once already."
Me: "What are you going for your master's in?"
Clerk: "Secondary education, I'm not dumb, I graduated from Emory University with a 3.5 average. And Emory's a good school."
Me, slightly taken aback: "Well, Honey, if you are going to teach, you never know what you might need to know. I'm sure it will come in handy later."
Clerk: "This complicated math and stuff is ridiculous!"
Me: "Well, good luck next time you take the test."
Clerk: "Oh, I'm not worried. God's going to be with me next time. He'll take care of me and help me through it.?
If we're lucky, this girl will be teaching our children's children someday.
This, That, and the Other
I'll try to get something going here early in the morning your time, if that's what you mean by a book. If not, well, tough poop! Other than that, I can promise not to forget to call this week.
Speaking of what people see or don't see, how does this site look on your respective browsers? The Kontakt link should be in the eye and the other two flanked near the bottom. It'd be great if any of you could report your browser name, and any "irregularites". That is all.
Speaking of what people see or don't see, how does this site look on your respective browsers? The Kontakt link should be in the eye and the other two flanked near the bottom. It'd be great if any of you could report your browser name, and any "irregularites". That is all.
Neil Young Paraphrase I Liked
'A digital musical recording is always the same and always perfect. Analog is not quite perfect and always different. Therefore, when your brain hears digital sound it records it and recognises it immediately next time it hears it, and gets bored sooner. When you brain hears analog, it hears each repetition differently and discovers something new in the sound. Aand your brain finds this more interesting and stimulating. ' I say, that's possibly why some people, one of which I am, believe that analog, including tapes, but especially vinyl, sounds(sounded) warmer, fuller, better.
Still working on the book for daddy??
P never reads the blog itself, only his e-mail, and new titles don't go there, so he will not see the title of this entry, and neither will you unless you look in the right place.
Wednesday, June 15, 2005
Excrement
What is this apparent obsession? If anybody poops in my bed while I'm at the cabin, I don't know what I'll do.
Tuesday, June 14, 2005
Golf & Exercise Equipment,"FREE", You Haul
Golf & Exercise Equipment,"FREE", You Haul
1. Treadmill
2. Stepper
3. Tall man's golf clubs
4. Balls, tees, covers, old rags, towels, divot fixers, used score cards.
5. "MUCH, MUCH MORE"!!! Too wonderful to advertise.
ALL THIS plus more household junk will be available, "FREE, YOU HAUL", till 7/11/2005.
Arrangement for storage of no more than a month may be made if necessary.
NO CALLS, NO CREDIT CARDS, NO PERSONAL CHECKS, NO MEDICAID OR OTHER 3RD PARTY
CHECKS
1. Treadmill
2. Stepper
3. Tall man's golf clubs
4. Balls, tees, covers, old rags, towels, divot fixers, used score cards.
5. "MUCH, MUCH MORE"!!! Too wonderful to advertise.
ALL THIS plus more household junk will be available, "FREE, YOU HAUL", till 7/11/2005.
Arrangement for storage of no more than a month may be made if necessary.
NO CALLS, NO CREDIT CARDS, NO PERSONAL CHECKS, NO MEDICAID OR OTHER 3RD PARTY
CHECKS
Monday, June 13, 2005
Georgia in July
My flight into Hotlanta is Friday, July 1st, sometime after 7:00 p.m. Central Time, when the plane leaves Chicago. JoJo will arrive the following Thursday, driving to the cabin from Hotlanta. He and I can then drive to Hotlanta on Sunday, early in the morning, to catch our flight back to Chicago. This schedule (or JoJo's attendance) could change if our dog walker has surgery.
We can hardly wait. I hope we can go tubing after JoJo arrives, but understand that scheduling is always up in the air.
So scary about the water-front property. I'm with Gock on the WTF about the sand-stealing.
We can hardly wait. I hope we can go tubing after JoJo arrives, but understand that scheduling is always up in the air.
So scary about the water-front property. I'm with Gock on the WTF about the sand-stealing.
Sunday, June 12, 2005
The EvaDewer's faith is tested
Relative lightweight storm Arlene didn't mean much damage to most people in Florida. Turns out, however, that we (Pinnacle Port) aren't "most people". Because the state not only failed to replenish our beach (we're considered a private beach, so no tax dollars could be used), but in fact took more sand away from us to replenish other beaches, the surf is now crashing against the foundation of our building, removing even more sand as it draws away. There is a video from the local TV station in the link, if you get it today. With any luck, the publicity will get us some help.
Shit. This could get ugly.
Shit. This could get ugly.
Happy Fathers' Day to Pert & Gock & EvaDewer
Happy Fathers' Day to Pert & Gock & EvaDewer
Hope it is wonderful for each of you.
Hope it is wonderful for each of you.
Thursday, June 09, 2005
"GOD IS FOR THE USA"
Saw this on a magnetic ribbon covered with stars and stripes on a local car today. This is the best one I've seen yet. My head is bruised from beating it against my car window and I am hoarse from screaming. Aaarghh!!
Monday, June 06, 2005
Pert and koALa, On The Road Again, Naturally
P & K ETD Morganton, 6/06/2005. ETA Jax, Mayo, 6/08/2005. ETA Home Again ???
Purpose: PT for Px, Tx, Rx.
Non jargon version: We are leaving soon today for Mayo in Jacksonville to see a Physical Therapist who will examine P, show him the exercises to do and how to do them, give P a list of what to do at home and a prescription for any appliances recommended for P. We plan to be home by night on the eighth, but may stop somewhere on the way.
Purpose: PT for Px, Tx, Rx.
Non jargon version: We are leaving soon today for Mayo in Jacksonville to see a Physical Therapist who will examine P, show him the exercises to do and how to do them, give P a list of what to do at home and a prescription for any appliances recommended for P. We plan to be home by night on the eighth, but may stop somewhere on the way.
Wednesday, June 01, 2005
Gockalina's Special Day
All eight of us in the Guarnieri household wish the happiest birthday of all to our brother Gyin. Love and All That Comes with It.
Saturday, May 28, 2005
"And The Green Flag Is Out!"
It can some years sound kind of like, "And another foul tip," just to chime in with my Carey/Carnegie connection. I can't decide if it would be appropriate if JJ's first year were rained out, but I have fond memories, both ways.
No rain: I saw my hero win what was then "a new track record."
Rain: I got to know "Dick" Hess a whole lot better.
No rain: I saw my hero win what was then "a new track record."
Rain: I got to know "Dick" Hess a whole lot better.
Friday, May 27, 2005
Wh00t! The gloves are off now!
Looks like we'll have another way to entertain ourselves on the way to the track! I wonder how much profanity is allowed?
The Thing That Wouldn't Die
Hey, I don't need for him to kick the bucket, really, but can't he take a hint?. At least this year we might get to hear him drop in mid-sentence. Surely this won't mean we can't make fun of him aloud, right?
Wednesday, May 25, 2005
I Don't Live in a Van Down by the River
. . . but I kind of wish I did. Mr. Man had a trying come-to-Jesus talk with Papa Gunne this afternoon at the hospital, with one or two of his sisters along for support. His pa owned up to some things and agreed to some things about which we had expected him to protest, all in all making the future look hopeful for his recovery (both psychologically and physically). He has back and foot surgery sometime in the next week.
Tomorrow, Mr. Man will be making arrangements to fly to Indianapolis this Saturday evening. I don't know when he'll fly back, but I'm guessing he'd like to stay until the dudes from Georgia leave. When will that be?
I'm very happy that he will get to spend time with you all. I know he'll have a blast, and a respite from this emotional responsibility will do him great good.
Tomorrow, Mr. Man will be making arrangements to fly to Indianapolis this Saturday evening. I don't know when he'll fly back, but I'm guessing he'd like to stay until the dudes from Georgia leave. When will that be?
I'm very happy that he will get to spend time with you all. I know he'll have a blast, and a respite from this emotional responsibility will do him great good.
Monday, May 23, 2005
Vroom Vroom 2005
Pert, Thing 3 and I will leave for La Maison de Gock on Saturday morning, full of piss and vinegar. We'll stop and urinate at the first gas station, leaving only vinegar, which we'll probably use on a side salad with our Sonny's ribs that we get as we're driving through KY. (Who the hell am I kidding? We won't get salad.)
Before we get there, I intend to stop at one of Crazy Moe's Fireworks emporiums in Tennessee in preparation for the Codependence Week festivities. They'll probably be open on Memorial Day on the trip back down, but why take a chance?
We'll probably stop at a store when we get close and pick up a bunch of meat for cookin', chicken for takin', and beer for drinkin'.
I'm somewhat inclined to pull a little for the chick. That will no doubt subside when I hear the squeals associated with each mention of her name on race day. That will leave me with our best Buddy Lazier (you know, cause it rhymes with "brassiere") as my favorite.
Word on the street is that the estimable Jo Jo Gunne may be able to join us. I sure hope that can happen!
Before we get there, I intend to stop at one of Crazy Moe's Fireworks emporiums in Tennessee in preparation for the Codependence Week festivities. They'll probably be open on Memorial Day on the trip back down, but why take a chance?
We'll probably stop at a store when we get close and pick up a bunch of meat for cookin', chicken for takin', and beer for drinkin'.
I'm somewhat inclined to pull a little for the chick. That will no doubt subside when I hear the squeals associated with each mention of her name on race day. That will leave me with our best Buddy Lazier (you know, cause it rhymes with "brassiere") as my favorite.
Word on the street is that the estimable Jo Jo Gunne may be able to join us. I sure hope that can happen!
Saturday, May 21, 2005
Just Words and a Tune
Slightly depressing news, makes my problems miniscule. Thanks to Gock for always digging in. Thanks to KoAla for being there, the same goes for the whole GA crew, without whom this form of communication wouldn´t be possible. Eva´s a mensch, and his old lady gets a ribbon too. Big thanks to Fools and her Gunn for continual support of an indeed unique kind.
The biggest thanks to Pert, for being brave enough not to play too deep. I miss you, and love you, and can´t wait to see you to celebrate our indypendence the way it's meant to be.
The biggest thanks to Pert, for being brave enough not to play too deep. I miss you, and love you, and can´t wait to see you to celebrate our indypendence the way it's meant to be.
Thursday, May 19, 2005
JoJoGunne Part II
I really hate for my return to the board to be under the current circumstances. The past couple months have been spent crazily, watching, disciplining and managing a supposed baseball team, along with my ever difficult father. I've been close to contributing many times, only to be interrupted by a whinny outfielder or whinny "Dad" or "Buddy." I have, however, been getting regular reports from KOF along with viewing the occasional day's info. My heart goes out to you all and especially P. I can't pretend to imagine what this is like but I do know how lucky he is to have all of you.
Ever since I was indoctrinated in Smithdom, I've loved every minute of it. You're a special, special group.
I've always stuck out in my family, love them as I do. The unorthodox one, the southpaw---but when I'm around you guys, I never have to worry or pretend or censor myself and that's really nice. I'm here for you whenever you call for whatever reason. P will always be in my thoughts as will the entire Smith family. I love and admire you all.
Ever since I was indoctrinated in Smithdom, I've loved every minute of it. You're a special, special group.
I've always stuck out in my family, love them as I do. The unorthodox one, the southpaw---but when I'm around you guys, I never have to worry or pretend or censor myself and that's really nice. I'm here for you whenever you call for whatever reason. P will always be in my thoughts as will the entire Smith family. I love and admire you all.
Wednesday, May 18, 2005
The Prius is here!
Afterdinner (Agatha, whatever) is now bragging about her 50 MPG vehicle. It's sweet. Lots of toys for me to play with, and drives like a dream. I expect we may see it come July 4th week. Don't everybody crowd around.
Take a breath, everybody
Yeah, we're all freaking out a little. All except the principles, that is. (Thanks for the calming words, Koala.) We've got a forum here for expelling our fears, ideas, and feelings. Let's take advantage of it.
I think I can speak for all when I say that I'm especially looking forward to Mem day weekend, and even more for "Cabin Week". I don't remember, irrespective of recent events, when I've looked forward to a vacation more in my life. Everyone in the same crib? This is gonna be a blast. Let's come forth with the ideas for the week. Koala has started the ball rolling with the tubing adventure. Anyone else have any itches to scratch?
There's a lot of shit going on here. Let's work through it.
I think I can speak for all when I say that I'm especially looking forward to Mem day weekend, and even more for "Cabin Week". I don't remember, irrespective of recent events, when I've looked forward to a vacation more in my life. Everyone in the same crib? This is gonna be a blast. Let's come forth with the ideas for the week. Koala has started the ball rolling with the tubing adventure. Anyone else have any itches to scratch?
There's a lot of shit going on here. Let's work through it.
Friday, May 13, 2005
P going To Jacksonville
Appointment next Wednesday, May 18, 2005 at 7:00AM. Must fast for 24 hours before that. That's all I know. We will leave Monday morning.
Wednesday, May 11, 2005
Independence Daze Redux
I'm taking the whole week off. First chance I get, I'll make concrete arrangements to have the offspring for the same.
Meanwhile, what about "accidental rituals"? Think in terms of Calvinball in slow motion.
Meanwhile, what about "accidental rituals"? Think in terms of Calvinball in slow motion.
Monday, May 09, 2005
Saturday, May 07, 2005
Timmy and the Remake Factory
I know he´s still capable of doing good work, but no matter what anyone says, the newest Apes isn´t something that´ll be watched again the way the original still is, and that´s with the Heston anchor. Or maybe that´s the point, he so bad it´s camp, and the Burton version is just bad. The apes looked better in the original.
So I´m telling anyone who´ll listen how important it is to see the original film version, "Wonka", before reading the book, or seeing the Depp do his what-looks-to-me-upon-preliminary-previewing like a gentler Michael Jackson-if-the-sugery-had-worked take. Yeah, I know. It´s truer to the book. Anyone seen Batman lately? Long live Adam West.
And coming to a theater near you: The Bad News Bears. Don´t tell me that they haven´t run out of ideas.
So I´m telling anyone who´ll listen how important it is to see the original film version, "Wonka", before reading the book, or seeing the Depp do his what-looks-to-me-upon-preliminary-previewing like a gentler Michael Jackson-if-the-sugery-had-worked take. Yeah, I know. It´s truer to the book. Anyone seen Batman lately? Long live Adam West.
And coming to a theater near you: The Bad News Bears. Don´t tell me that they haven´t run out of ideas.
Friday, May 06, 2005
Childish? I'll show you childish...
Hope everyone has a great weekend! We'll be headed to Pertoalaville tomorrow mid day. Ahhhh! West and wewaxation at wast!
Tuesday, May 03, 2005
Psycho Bride
We saw this billboard Sunday night, before the "solved" update was appended to it, and wanted to take a picture of it. I just can't stop laughing at those "crazy eyes".
Thursday, April 28, 2005
Fun with Nazis
This guy made me laugh, hard. I've always suspected there was more to "ol' horse-face" that just a radical right-wing agenda. It certainly helps explain her popularity.
Tuesday, April 26, 2005
Yank Crankers
I'm not much of a fan of this kind of chicanery, but this made me laugh out loud. I've had a beer or two, though, so don't hold me to any high standard of levity.
And I don't even know what that means.
And I don't even know what that means.
Friday, April 22, 2005
Sunday, April 17, 2005
Glin's Tyrade
It ends with, "That's the trouble with the lemmings that follow the flutes of the far right: they comprehend about as much discussion as can be fit on a bumper sticker, and they are almost that deep."
Thursday, April 14, 2005
Pert Update
He went to cardiologist Monday. Will have an Echogram (heart) next Tuesday, blood drawn Monday, see his local doc Thursday, take Glenna to doc on Wednesday, get hooked up to a 3 day heart monitor on Friday; all next week. Cardio doc wants to know what is happening with his heart when his b/p drops like it does.
He does not qualify to participate in the Baylor study because he has not been diagnosed with SCA 10 (spinocerebellar ataxia). They have , however offered to make an appoint ment with the doc who is running the study. P says no, for now, maybe later.
Still waiting to hear from Mayo at Jacksonville.
He does not qualify to participate in the Baylor study because he has not been diagnosed with SCA 10 (spinocerebellar ataxia). They have , however offered to make an appoint ment with the doc who is running the study. P says no, for now, maybe later.
Still waiting to hear from Mayo at Jacksonville.
Saturday, April 09, 2005
Independence Days
I plan to be at or near the cabin for the duration of the festivities, ie. the cabin´s rental. Details regarding flight plans have been sent to KoAla and your Administrator. Due to the need to get right back to work afterwards, it doesn´t allow me the freedom to hop around the continent this time around. I hope I get a chance to see the whole Blog Team.
Wednesday, April 06, 2005
Back in Blog
I'm back after a week teaching the teens in Olpe, West Fallia, Germany, which was quite a pleasant experience. They actually wanted to learn!
I'm happy to hear that Burger King is still coming up with new and innovative ways to kill its customers. Okay, not soooo new. We have the king and McDs here, but, alas, no Wendy's or Taco Bell.
Sorry about Cleo. More sorry about Pert eating her.
Watched that clear minded Jim Carey thing one evening at camp. Not bad, in a nice-update-of-the-Being-John-Malkovich-idea kind of way. More importantly, Tom Wilkinson works.
Good luck to Pert on the Uni studies.
I'm happy to hear that Burger King is still coming up with new and innovative ways to kill its customers. Okay, not soooo new. We have the king and McDs here, but, alas, no Wendy's or Taco Bell.
Sorry about Cleo. More sorry about Pert eating her.
Watched that clear minded Jim Carey thing one evening at camp. Not bad, in a nice-update-of-the-Being-John-Malkovich-idea kind of way. More importantly, Tom Wilkinson works.
Good luck to Pert on the Uni studies.
Wednesday, March 30, 2005
Dog gone, and other news from Koala
Reposted in a more visible spot by moderator.
1. Dog gone! Easter Sunday she left at noon to visit friends, returned at dusk. Monday she left after her and P's morning walk and returned after dark. We sort of knew she would leave soon after that. Tuesday morning she was gone when P got up, we assume for good. We think she decided to go back to her family of origin. I was a nice, mysterious, exhilirating, comforting, peaceful interlude and we will remember it fondly, knowing she is spreading her healing presence elsewhere.
2.On Sat. P goes to NorX to attend the Bell South Classic, (final round on Sunday), with Eva, using tix acquired by Agatha.
3. K leaves today to go to Indy to get Mel for spring break and is not sure if they will return to GA. immediately, the attraction to GA. no doubt will have diminished when said girl discovers absence of previously mentioned dog, which she anticipated with unabated eager anticipation.
Perhaps a road trip. K will consult Mel and Gock, and see.
4. K has recieved an e-mail from Baylor, saying they have mailed initial papers for a study they are doing on ataxia. We plan to enroll P.
5. P is visiting Darrell and "some woman he brought with him" at Granny's and then will take Glenna to doctor.
6. Daylight savings time starts here Sunday morning, and 8 days later, P sees the cardiologist. Yeah!
7.Petition your higher powers for lovely warm sunny weather next week, for my spring break with a friend.
I'm out the door.
1. Dog gone! Easter Sunday she left at noon to visit friends, returned at dusk. Monday she left after her and P's morning walk and returned after dark. We sort of knew she would leave soon after that. Tuesday morning she was gone when P got up, we assume for good. We think she decided to go back to her family of origin. I was a nice, mysterious, exhilirating, comforting, peaceful interlude and we will remember it fondly, knowing she is spreading her healing presence elsewhere.
2.On Sat. P goes to NorX to attend the Bell South Classic, (final round on Sunday), with Eva, using tix acquired by Agatha.
3. K leaves today to go to Indy to get Mel for spring break and is not sure if they will return to GA. immediately, the attraction to GA. no doubt will have diminished when said girl discovers absence of previously mentioned dog, which she anticipated with unabated eager anticipation.
Perhaps a road trip. K will consult Mel and Gock, and see.
4. K has recieved an e-mail from Baylor, saying they have mailed initial papers for a study they are doing on ataxia. We plan to enroll P.
5. P is visiting Darrell and "some woman he brought with him" at Granny's and then will take Glenna to doctor.
6. Daylight savings time starts here Sunday morning, and 8 days later, P sees the cardiologist. Yeah!
7.Petition your higher powers for lovely warm sunny weather next week, for my spring break with a friend.
I'm out the door.
A good walk unspoiled
Pert and I are headed to the final round of the BellSouth Classic on Sunday. We've gone the last couple of years, and it's always a good time. We typically wander the fairways for a little while, then meander over to the stands at 18 and camp there, watching each of the groups come in for the rest of the day, and wondering what causes the irrational devotion folks seem to have to Phil Mickelson.
Jealous? Well, you should be, damnit.
Jealous? Well, you should be, damnit.
Tuesday, March 29, 2005
Have a heart attack...your way
Things like this make me proud to be an Amerkin. I wonder if you can get chili on it, if you ask nicely. Check the "Nutritional Information" under "more details", if you have the stomach for it.
Saturday, March 26, 2005
In Praise of the King of Fools
The top ten reasons why KOF´s wish for peace won´t be fulfilled. Here we go:
10) Failing to blind copy a message is a sin. Moreover, by revealing the recipients, it makes my decision to post this entry an understandable, though perhaps unwanted alternative to “reply to all”.
9) Technically, one can´t pray to girl saints; at least not with the boy saints´ blessings.
8) The motivation to send the message—not unlike mine, that is, before I went over the five-minute deadline trying to decide whether of not I could just send it to the same people—was one long built on Pascal`s wager (paranoia).
7) The stars will never be aligned properly for such madness.
6) If God had meant for world peace, He wouldn’t have written such a controversial book.
5) Who says the world isn`t peaceful already? Naysayers, that’s who!!
4) Like most people, KOF probably missed the part about not deleting the message. I´m pretty sure it means, "never delete it," and not just, "don`t delete it before sending it." I see this as an intentionally, dirty trick.
3) The Homeland Security Act precludes it.
2) The originator didn’t say, “Simon says,” and KOF didn’t say, “Mother, may I?”
1) KOF deserves a hell of a lot better than world peace!!!
10) Failing to blind copy a message is a sin. Moreover, by revealing the recipients, it makes my decision to post this entry an understandable, though perhaps unwanted alternative to “reply to all”.
9) Technically, one can´t pray to girl saints; at least not with the boy saints´ blessings.
8) The motivation to send the message—not unlike mine, that is, before I went over the five-minute deadline trying to decide whether of not I could just send it to the same people—was one long built on Pascal`s wager (paranoia).
7) The stars will never be aligned properly for such madness.
6) If God had meant for world peace, He wouldn’t have written such a controversial book.
5) Who says the world isn`t peaceful already? Naysayers, that’s who!!
4) Like most people, KOF probably missed the part about not deleting the message. I´m pretty sure it means, "never delete it," and not just, "don`t delete it before sending it." I see this as an intentionally, dirty trick.
3) The Homeland Security Act precludes it.
2) The originator didn’t say, “Simon says,” and KOF didn’t say, “Mother, may I?”
1) KOF deserves a hell of a lot better than world peace!!!
See this Slate article. Pretty funny.
"Important Changes to Your Citizenship Agreement
Please read and retain for your records."
By Evan Eisenberg
Posted Friday, March 25, 2005, at 4:19 AM PT
Please read and retain for your records."
By Evan Eisenberg
Posted Friday, March 25, 2005, at 4:19 AM PT
Thursday, March 24, 2005
Connected
Well, I´m surfing with the radiowaves finally, though I had to go down the street to do it. I´m sitting in Boxhagenerplatz. Imagine Central Park scaled down to the size of a football field. I still haven´t connected to the network to which I intended, but I recieve it´s signal.
Perhaps one of the boys could recommend a good antenna? Then maybe I could keep my lazy ass at home. What kind of range do they have, and how does one go about connecting and mounting them?
Perhaps one of the boys could recommend a good antenna? Then maybe I could keep my lazy ass at home. What kind of range do they have, and how does one go about connecting and mounting them?
Tuesday, March 22, 2005
Terri's "Supporters"?
Why is it that every picture of a group of lunatics fighting desperately to keep Terri Schiavo out of heaven, they're described as Terri Schiavo supporters?
Saturday, March 19, 2005
Arianna Hates Freedom
Sorry, I don't mean to keep posting things of a political nature. God I wish California had elected this woman!!!!
Thursday, March 17, 2005
Trixie, Dixie, and Bill Bixby
We now have six animals: a set of pets comprising three cats and three dogs, three females and three males, two black animals and two speckled/spotted animals, and two animals of light white or orange color--not totalling eighteen as this list indicates; I don't know how to list these variants. Our newest pet is a male kitten with thumbs. He is sweet, soft, cuddly, gentle, and shy, and the dogs love him (and he seems perfectly happy with them). The two cats, so far, are pretending he doesn't exist. (It's only been several hours since we brought him home.)
Because of his extra two digits (one thumb on each front paw), our dog walker named him "Mr. Mittens"--and he really has paws that look like mittens. I wanted to name him "Pixie," but my male spouse thought the name to be too feminine. Please, too feminine for what? Anyway, chanting in the car to amuse myself, after arguing about biases, sexism, irrelevancy, and the feline psychology as impacted by self-image, I came up with the phrase, "Allow me to introduce you to our three cats, Trixie, Dixie, and Bill Bixby." It seems so perfect, as long as everyone understands that his name is neither "Bill" nor "Mr. Bixby," but "Bill Bixby" (kind of how it's not "Alice," but "Alice Lee").
Because of his extra two digits (one thumb on each front paw), our dog walker named him "Mr. Mittens"--and he really has paws that look like mittens. I wanted to name him "Pixie," but my male spouse thought the name to be too feminine. Please, too feminine for what? Anyway, chanting in the car to amuse myself, after arguing about biases, sexism, irrelevancy, and the feline psychology as impacted by self-image, I came up with the phrase, "Allow me to introduce you to our three cats, Trixie, Dixie, and Bill Bixby." It seems so perfect, as long as everyone understands that his name is neither "Bill" nor "Mr. Bixby," but "Bill Bixby" (kind of how it's not "Alice," but "Alice Lee").
The Wolves Watch the Money
I guess most of you know that I´m the most likely in the family to believe in aliens and conspiracies and the like. Maybe it´s my need to find a greater meaning, to compensate for my ever unfocused changing of "careers".
Substituting one Wolf for another at "The Bank of the World" has me so giddy with excitement, that I´ve forgotten to get the slightest bit upset about it. Regarding the fact that it´ll get him out of the DOD however, I must assert that there are always more like him, or yes, even worse.
Substituting one Wolf for another at "The Bank of the World" has me so giddy with excitement, that I´ve forgotten to get the slightest bit upset about it. Regarding the fact that it´ll get him out of the DOD however, I must assert that there are always more like him, or yes, even worse.
Tuesday, March 15, 2005
NEWS FROM AROUND THE SMITH'S
Cloe already spayed. I'm having trouble burning DVDs and finding files. P's cardio appt. was moved to April 11. Seems they didn't know March 25 was Good Friday when they made the appointment in the first place. I seeth, to no avail, and missed my dentist appt. today, thinking it was tomorrow. Nuts. Ever have one o them days? Still haven't heard from the Baylor Study group. Nor from, oh crap................................
Sunday, March 13, 2005
Eva Rocks in "No Time For Sergeants"
Some of you may remember Andy Griffith in the classic by Ira Levin, "No Time For Sargeants." Last weekend our own Eva Dewer Dazzler killed in four different roles in said play.
As Inductee, he was tall, dark, handsome, and laconic, the epitome of a dangerous, lady killer, cowboy. (The woman sitting beside me nearly melted to the floor upon his first appearance.
As the Testing Corporal (the Don Knotts character, you may recall) Eva was a mass of jittery, fingertapping nerves as he tested Will Stockdale's dexterity at magic rings. No one who has heard Eva speak in his normal manly voice would believe him capable of the strident, tightly strung, all around bundle of nerves we were fortunate to see Saturday night. One had to see it to appreciate it.
As the inspecting Colonel he put the fear of God into Will, St. King, and a full house--overflowing actually--audience of theatergoers.
In this reviewer's opinion, though, Eva's rendition of the navigator, Col. Cover, was the piece de resistance. His back to the audience, he worked his direction-tracking-and-- calculating-apparatus masterfully, muttering, puzzling, insisting that what the plane was flying over, although it looked looked to the rest of the flight crew amazingly like dry land, was actually the middle of the Gulf of Mexico. And he waved the Atlas to show it was true.
The time (2 hours) flew by as the rapid-paced comedy garnered one belly laugh after another.
At ten bucks for old people and students and twelve for normal adults, this show is a bargain you really must see. The perfect hectic, hilarious, howler to usher in spring in Atlanta.
This reviewer's poor skills are unable to do justice to these barrier breaking performances; suffice it to say that this geriatric pair will make the 3 hour trip again next Saturday to see the closing night performance.
We may never again be so lucky as to be in on the birth of what must surely become a cult classic amongst the cognescenti. 30 BB
As Inductee, he was tall, dark, handsome, and laconic, the epitome of a dangerous, lady killer, cowboy. (The woman sitting beside me nearly melted to the floor upon his first appearance.
As the Testing Corporal (the Don Knotts character, you may recall) Eva was a mass of jittery, fingertapping nerves as he tested Will Stockdale's dexterity at magic rings. No one who has heard Eva speak in his normal manly voice would believe him capable of the strident, tightly strung, all around bundle of nerves we were fortunate to see Saturday night. One had to see it to appreciate it.
As the inspecting Colonel he put the fear of God into Will, St. King, and a full house--overflowing actually--audience of theatergoers.
In this reviewer's opinion, though, Eva's rendition of the navigator, Col. Cover, was the piece de resistance. His back to the audience, he worked his direction-tracking-and-- calculating-apparatus masterfully, muttering, puzzling, insisting that what the plane was flying over, although it looked looked to the rest of the flight crew amazingly like dry land, was actually the middle of the Gulf of Mexico. And he waved the Atlas to show it was true.
The time (2 hours) flew by as the rapid-paced comedy garnered one belly laugh after another.
At ten bucks for old people and students and twelve for normal adults, this show is a bargain you really must see. The perfect hectic, hilarious, howler to usher in spring in Atlanta.
This reviewer's poor skills are unable to do justice to these barrier breaking performances; suffice it to say that this geriatric pair will make the 3 hour trip again next Saturday to see the closing night performance.
We may never again be so lucky as to be in on the birth of what must surely become a cult classic amongst the cognescenti. 30 BB
Thursday, March 03, 2005
"Angel Unaware" Dog from outta nowhere
I got to this post site by clicking "New post from Evadewer" and logging in with my own name & password.
The spirit of the universe, aka, fate, fortune, whatever, has sent us a dog. She showed up a couple days ago and started sleeping on my chaise on the upstairs deck. She's been dogging my heels ever since. She looks like "Cleo" or if that is unfamiliar, like a Thurber dog. Black & white & tan beagle, I think. Pert got her some food and a dish and I sacrificed the cushion from my chaise--put it on the porch outside the glass sliding doors. Pert moved the gate from the backporch to the bottom of my stairs and we are trying to transfer her attachment to Pert. Right now he has lured her on a walk to the creek with garlic baloney.
She seems so familiar, she must(might)(could be) or not be a reincarnation of somebody I knew, and I feel like we are supposed to keep her. Perhaps for Pert. Grasping! Straws! Stupidity! Maybe she is Hunter come to keep me company.
Not the dog in question
The spirit of the universe, aka, fate, fortune, whatever, has sent us a dog. She showed up a couple days ago and started sleeping on my chaise on the upstairs deck. She's been dogging my heels ever since. She looks like "Cleo" or if that is unfamiliar, like a Thurber dog. Black & white & tan beagle, I think. Pert got her some food and a dish and I sacrificed the cushion from my chaise--put it on the porch outside the glass sliding doors. Pert moved the gate from the backporch to the bottom of my stairs and we are trying to transfer her attachment to Pert. Right now he has lured her on a walk to the creek with garlic baloney.
She seems so familiar, she must(might)(could be) or not be a reincarnation of somebody I knew, and I feel like we are supposed to keep her. Perhaps for Pert. Grasping! Straws! Stupidity! Maybe she is Hunter come to keep me company.
Not the dog in question
Wednesday, February 23, 2005
Comments on the main page: Another change
I've hacked the blog a bit to allow expansion of comments on the main page. When you click the "Comments" line, the comments automagically appear below the original post. Clicking it again re-hides the comments. Let me know if you like it, or would prefer that clicking the comments button open a new page. It's a lot quicker to navigate and read comments, but it can look a little crowded, and probably costs at initial load time. OML, your input is probably the most valuable on that front. Let me know how it performs over dialup.
"Post a comment" will still require a new page, but it appears that Google has worked on the performance of their new look and feel for comments, and it comes up pretty quickly now.
Or do you just not give a damn?
Your friendly admin
"Post a comment" will still require a new page, but it appears that Google has worked on the performance of their new look and feel for comments, and it comes up pretty quickly now.
Or do you just not give a damn?
Your friendly admin
Saturday, February 19, 2005
Thursday, February 17, 2005
Time to talk about Skype again
Skype is software you can download that lets you have voice conversations with other people on the internet. I have it installed, and Eva has it, too. So, when we want, we can have conversations, toll free.
Here is a wrinkle that I learned about today: They have an additional service called skypeout.
It allows you, for paid in advance fee, to call telephones via skype on your PC.
The rate to call most of the places that we all live is about 2 cents a minute. So, for example, if I sign up and post some money, I can call OML on a regular phone for 2 cents a minute. (Of course, if he gets skype, we can talk for no toll!)
Check it out.
Here is a wrinkle that I learned about today: They have an additional service called skypeout.
It allows you, for paid in advance fee, to call telephones via skype on your PC.
The rate to call most of the places that we all live is about 2 cents a minute. So, for example, if I sign up and post some money, I can call OML on a regular phone for 2 cents a minute. (Of course, if he gets skype, we can talk for no toll!)
Check it out.
Wednesday, February 16, 2005
The Evadewer and Afterdinner's Most Excellent Adventure
Went to the condo last week to finish up the cleanup and have a little fun. We opted for a little more tile in the foyer, so the work won't be complete until this week, but the place looks great. The new tile in the living room by the balcony looks great, and the walls are much less cluttered than they were, but still beach-festive. I'll post some pics over on EvaPics later.
We decided to engage in some drunken debauchery on Saturday night at a local raw bar. Well, we didn't really decide to. It just sort of...happened. Sat down at the oyster bar and slammed oysters, two dozen raw for me and three dozen lightly steamed for der missus. We both love oysters, but it took a lotta beers to wash it all down. All things considered, we had a great time that night, and didn't feel bad the next day, and in fact celebrated Valentine's day a day early with a nice dinner at an Italian restaurant about five minutes from the condo.
And then, bad stuff started happening.
On Monday, both of us started feeling a little sluggish and weak. I got diarrhea that lasted all day and all night Monday night. We both puked some, Afterdinner copiously. We got up early on Monday, got some Immodium in me, and journeyed back to Norx (in separate cars, due to circumstances beyond our control). Felt moderately recovered on Tuesday night, but a little tired from the travel and lack of food.
Then it got painful.
I awoke at about 1:30 AM with excruciating stomach pain, and used various remedies to try to alleviate it, to little or no avail. Afterdinner took me to the 'mergency at about 3:30, where they doped me up real good, gave me a CAT scan (*upper* GI) and blood work, and found an abrasion in my stomach. Prescribed me some drugs for pain, nausea, and to coat my tumtum, and recommended me to an gastroenterologist (or something like that).
So this will be fun...
We decided to engage in some drunken debauchery on Saturday night at a local raw bar. Well, we didn't really decide to. It just sort of...happened. Sat down at the oyster bar and slammed oysters, two dozen raw for me and three dozen lightly steamed for der missus. We both love oysters, but it took a lotta beers to wash it all down. All things considered, we had a great time that night, and didn't feel bad the next day, and in fact celebrated Valentine's day a day early with a nice dinner at an Italian restaurant about five minutes from the condo.
And then, bad stuff started happening.
On Monday, both of us started feeling a little sluggish and weak. I got diarrhea that lasted all day and all night Monday night. We both puked some, Afterdinner copiously. We got up early on Monday, got some Immodium in me, and journeyed back to Norx (in separate cars, due to circumstances beyond our control). Felt moderately recovered on Tuesday night, but a little tired from the travel and lack of food.
Then it got painful.
I awoke at about 1:30 AM with excruciating stomach pain, and used various remedies to try to alleviate it, to little or no avail. Afterdinner took me to the 'mergency at about 3:30, where they doped me up real good, gave me a CAT scan (*upper* GI) and blood work, and found an abrasion in my stomach. Prescribed me some drugs for pain, nausea, and to coat my tumtum, and recommended me to an gastroenterologist (or something like that).
So this will be fun...
Update: Pert medical info
Nothing from the neurologist yet. Her secretary said she was going to talk to the refered to doc.
Yesterday P had me check his b/p immediately upon his standing. It went from 120/80=/> to below 90/70 sometimes and unable to detect by ear other times. (I could feel it by palpating his arm.) He had been taking b/p meds for a couple weeks and seemed worse. He stopped the b/p meds (quinapril 10 mg. daily, for those taking notes, how do you make a smiley face?) and has an appointment with Toth, regular doc, tomorrow to ask for a referal to a cardiologist. He and I agree that he should have a thorough check out and another treadmill stress test to rule out--or find and treat--cardiac problems. Even though the neurologist says it wouldn't cause the problem. New post because I got tired of looking for where I was putting new updates.
Yesterday P had me check his b/p immediately upon his standing. It went from 120/80=/> to below 90/70 sometimes and unable to detect by ear other times. (I could feel it by palpating his arm.) He had been taking b/p meds for a couple weeks and seemed worse. He stopped the b/p meds (quinapril 10 mg. daily, for those taking notes, how do you make a smiley face?) and has an appointment with Toth, regular doc, tomorrow to ask for a referal to a cardiologist. He and I agree that he should have a thorough check out and another treadmill stress test to rule out--or find and treat--cardiac problems. Even though the neurologist says it wouldn't cause the problem. New post because I got tired of looking for where I was putting new updates.
Tuesday, February 08, 2005
Does anybody remember laughter?
koALa is lazy, but she's painted all of the trees on their land. This bears starting a new thread, and I'll just quote koALa here:
- "There are only 143 (one hundred forty three) days left till we check into the cabin on the Toccoa River this summer. Anyone who can make it is welcome. There is a hot tub, a deck on the river, seclusion, nearby snack and goodie purchasing opportunities, outdoor grill, umbrella tables, lots of land to roam, a deserted road, cable TV, and cable radio, fun and frivolity, games, la la la. Come on summer? C Day is Jul 2, 2005. Do not forget. Did I mention free?"
Monday, February 07, 2005
Peer To Peer beats Pay for Play
It's amazing how having the wherewithall changes the attitude of a naysayer about downloading music.
Sunday, February 06, 2005
Mania Has It's Good Side
Today I:
1. Finished and made copies of all the medical reports. I have 3 copies. One to keep, one for MAYO in Jacksonville and one I will mail to Eva when he gats back from Florida.
2. Filed our federal and state taxes on line. Got 1600. =- coming to direct deposit.
3. E-mailed to myself all the e-mail address from the laptop and all the bookmarks from the laptop and printed them so I can copy them to the new desktop.
4. Had the downstairs deck painted. Last of the painting done.
5. Paid bills.
6. But, what do I do now? It's only 6:30pm and I still got lots of vim, not to mention vigor.
1. Finished and made copies of all the medical reports. I have 3 copies. One to keep, one for MAYO in Jacksonville and one I will mail to Eva when he gats back from Florida.
2. Filed our federal and state taxes on line. Got 1600. =- coming to direct deposit.
3. E-mailed to myself all the e-mail address from the laptop and all the bookmarks from the laptop and printed them so I can copy them to the new desktop.
4. Had the downstairs deck painted. Last of the painting done.
5. Paid bills.
6. But, what do I do now? It's only 6:30pm and I still got lots of vim, not to mention vigor.
Friday, February 04, 2005
In praise of koALa
"k" is for the kids that she has spawned,
"o" means only that she's growing old,
"A" is for the alcohol that I drove her to,
"L" is for the lunch she used to pack me when she didn't make me pack it myself,
"a" means accurate, and accurate she'll always be
Put them all together and they spell "koALa",
I mention this because it's her birthday.
Original poem (bottom of page)
"o" means only that she's growing old,
"A" is for the alcohol that I drove her to,
"L" is for the lunch she used to pack me when she didn't make me pack it myself,
"a" means accurate, and accurate she'll always be
Put them all together and they spell "koALa",
I mention this because it's her birthday.
Original poem (bottom of page)
Monday, January 31, 2005
Big Mama Got DSL
I had to bring the laptop back up and connect it 'cause without the CD drive working we couldn't configure the desktop. And I had to go buy a NIC card for the laptop 'cause they don't carry them on the truck. So I set up the card and and the modem and am now connected to my DSL. I just got done and haven't browsed yet so I don't know what the diff will by. Nevertheless, rejoice with me, in the 21st century--well the low end of it anyway.
Yes, we can still use the dial up. Tomorrow I'll take the desktop back down for Pert to use with his e-mail until I get the network set up. I think I will do wireless.
There are boxes and papers and wires and filters and junk strewn all over the place. I'l recreate order tomorrow, said scarlett. bye
Yes, we can still use the dial up. Tomorrow I'll take the desktop back down for Pert to use with his e-mail until I get the network set up. I think I will do wireless.
There are boxes and papers and wires and filters and junk strewn all over the place. I'l recreate order tomorrow, said scarlett. bye
Saturday, January 29, 2005
Friday, January 28, 2005
Jo Jo Gunne Celebrates Birthday Saturday
And I know he and KOF wish we all were there to help them celebrate. Congratulations Jo Jo for making it through the yellow eyeball trials to this welcome day. Best wishes from Pert and koALa.
Monday, January 24, 2005
Pert and koALa
If I am correct about the date, today they have been married a whole bunch of years, I suspect a couple years fewer than the number of years The Evadewer has been on this earth (although I don't have any kind of certificate to prove it).
Congratulations for making it this far, and we hope for many blissful years to come.
Congratulations for making it this far, and we hope for many blissful years to come.
Saturday, January 22, 2005
PERT'S MEDICAL HISTORY (wrt dizziness etc.)
I'm just gonna do my list here. I'll add as I get time.
2001, Summer, Indy:
Saw Quick Med Doc for dizziness. She suspected sinus or ear infection and prescribed ANTIBIOTICS and ANTIHISTAMINE. He took the prescribed medicine which had no effect on the dizziness.
2001, Summer, Indy:
A guy I worked with at Pathways had dizziness and been diagnosed with BPPV. He had been given an Antivert equivalent which had worked. We tried that. No effect on the dizziness.
2002, Fall, GA:
Went to local doctor, had TREADMILL STRESS TEST, CAROTID ARTERY ULTRASOUND, MRI.
Stress Test okay, Carotids wide open as they sould be, MRI showed Degenerrating PITUITARY MACROADENOMA and minimal age-related atrophy.
2002, December, Atlanta:
Had Pituitary adenectomy. Recovery uneventful. Dizziness unabated.
By now symptoms are : Lack of coordination, Disequalibrium, Dizziness, Some trouble swallowing, Some drooling, Excessive frequent yawning, slurred speech.
2003, January, Atlanta:
Evaluated at the Dizziness and Balance Clinic at Emory Hospital, DR. R. Tusa MD.
TESTS: Spontaneous NYS test, Positional NYS Test, Caloric Vest Test, Optokenetic Test, Tacking Test, Vertical Electrodes, Physical evaluation of gait. Dix-Hallpike Test with vidoe infrared recordings.
All tests were within normal limits. Dr. Tusa ruled out BPPV, which is the usual diagnosis everyone wants to work. His final assesment reads as follows:
"1. Chronic imbalance. No physical evidence for this on clinical or laboratory exam. Functional balance componant seen on computerized dynamic posturography.
2. Depression. This is primarily based on the PANAS scale, done on the initial visit.
3. Episodic vertigo in the past, possibly due to BPPV. This is not present now.
I suspect the original trigger when you were playing softball was BPPV, but that since has resolved. Now it is primarily a component of depression which is resulting in the chronic imbalance and dizziness."
RX: Zoloft 25mg. working up to 50mg. for at least 3 months.
Did this, ineffective.
That's all for today folks. Later.
NOTE: I HAVE EDITED DATES HERE, MAKING THEM A YEAR LATER THAT PREVIOUSLY.
2001, Summer, Indy:
Saw Quick Med Doc for dizziness. She suspected sinus or ear infection and prescribed ANTIBIOTICS and ANTIHISTAMINE. He took the prescribed medicine which had no effect on the dizziness.
2001, Summer, Indy:
A guy I worked with at Pathways had dizziness and been diagnosed with BPPV. He had been given an Antivert equivalent which had worked. We tried that. No effect on the dizziness.
2002, Fall, GA:
Went to local doctor, had TREADMILL STRESS TEST, CAROTID ARTERY ULTRASOUND, MRI.
Stress Test okay, Carotids wide open as they sould be, MRI showed Degenerrating PITUITARY MACROADENOMA and minimal age-related atrophy.
2002, December, Atlanta:
Had Pituitary adenectomy. Recovery uneventful. Dizziness unabated.
By now symptoms are : Lack of coordination, Disequalibrium, Dizziness, Some trouble swallowing, Some drooling, Excessive frequent yawning, slurred speech.
2003, January, Atlanta:
Evaluated at the Dizziness and Balance Clinic at Emory Hospital, DR. R. Tusa MD.
TESTS: Spontaneous NYS test, Positional NYS Test, Caloric Vest Test, Optokenetic Test, Tacking Test, Vertical Electrodes, Physical evaluation of gait. Dix-Hallpike Test with vidoe infrared recordings.
All tests were within normal limits. Dr. Tusa ruled out BPPV, which is the usual diagnosis everyone wants to work. His final assesment reads as follows:
"1. Chronic imbalance. No physical evidence for this on clinical or laboratory exam. Functional balance componant seen on computerized dynamic posturography.
2. Depression. This is primarily based on the PANAS scale, done on the initial visit.
3. Episodic vertigo in the past, possibly due to BPPV. This is not present now.
I suspect the original trigger when you were playing softball was BPPV, but that since has resolved. Now it is primarily a component of depression which is resulting in the chronic imbalance and dizziness."
RX: Zoloft 25mg. working up to 50mg. for at least 3 months.
Did this, ineffective.
That's all for today folks. Later.
NOTE: I HAVE EDITED DATES HERE, MAKING THEM A YEAR LATER THAT PREVIOUSLY.
Thursday, January 20, 2005
kOaLa'S email
I can't get this to post on blog. It says document is empty. Probably my laptop. This is my solution.
I haven't done the past history yet, but in the interest of saving me work when I do get to it, I will post new results as they come in from now on.
MRI BRAIN WITHOUT CONTRAST 1/13/05 12:54 pm Union General Hospital, Blairsville
Routine sagittal, axial and coronal images of the brain were obtained supplemented with FLAIR axial images.
CONCLUSION: Moderately advanced cerebral atrophy. Chronic ischemic change involving the periventricular white matter. Empty sella is noted as well as pan chronic sinusitis. The greatest involving ethmoid and maxillary sinuses, as well as thinkening of the turbinates likely inflammatory in nature.
He has an appointment with neurologist in March. He will make an appointment with his local doctor to discuss these results, since they are greek to us.
I haven't done the past history yet, but in the interest of saving me work when I do get to it, I will post new results as they come in from now on.
MRI BRAIN WITHOUT CONTRAST 1/13/05 12:54 pm Union General Hospital, Blairsville
Routine sagittal, axial and coronal images of the brain were obtained supplemented with FLAIR axial images.
CONCLUSION: Moderately advanced cerebral atrophy. Chronic ischemic change involving the periventricular white matter. Empty sella is noted as well as pan chronic sinusitis. The greatest involving ethmoid and maxillary sinuses, as well as thinkening of the turbinates likely inflammatory in nature.
He has an appointment with neurologist in March. He will make an appointment with his local doctor to discuss these results, since they are greek to us.
Haiku By Melanie
Great!
really cool!
awesome!
not, not, cool! (confusing)
dear
many personalities
artist
really cool!
awesome!
not, not, cool! (confusing)
dear
many personalities
artist
Wednesday, January 19, 2005
Please Welcome Jo Jo, Official Contributor
No, not that Joe-Joe. That one's dead. This one has a Gunne, and has recently been mostly dead, but is still partly alive. So there's hope.
Welcome, Jo Jo! Have fun stormin' the castle!
Welcome, Jo Jo! Have fun stormin' the castle!
Sorry, I Gotta Vent
I can't help myself. I wandered by a USA Today in the library, and my curiosity got the better of me.
There was a story and accompanying graph about the discrepancy not just between the exit polls and the vote tally itself, but the exit poll results before, and the exit poll results after the actual vote count started coming in. I didn't bother to link the on-line version, because it only has a different spin of the story without the graphic.
The exit poll graphic showed how Sen. John Kerry D-Massachusetts was leading the president 51% to just under 48% nationally. Then, along the time scale there is a few hour gap in the graph in which there had been no polling, because, according to the caption: "There were no exit poll results because of a 'computer malfuntion'." The time line picks up again somewhere around midnight, where the results indicate a reversal of fortune.
I'm reminded of someone's suggestion, referring to the 2000 election that on translate the same story to a banana republic vote scenario, that is a corresponding result, but with different names and all: "Goopeepee's brother is provincial leader of the district in question."
This time around we have Ukrain as an example.
There was a story and accompanying graph about the discrepancy not just between the exit polls and the vote tally itself, but the exit poll results before, and the exit poll results after the actual vote count started coming in. I didn't bother to link the on-line version, because it only has a different spin of the story without the graphic.
The exit poll graphic showed how Sen. John Kerry D-Massachusetts was leading the president 51% to just under 48% nationally. Then, along the time scale there is a few hour gap in the graph in which there had been no polling, because, according to the caption: "There were no exit poll results because of a 'computer malfuntion'." The time line picks up again somewhere around midnight, where the results indicate a reversal of fortune.
I'm reminded of someone's suggestion, referring to the 2000 election that on translate the same story to a banana republic vote scenario, that is a corresponding result, but with different names and all: "Goopeepee's brother is provincial leader of the district in question."
This time around we have Ukrain as an example.
Tuesday, January 18, 2005
Thursday, January 13, 2005
Monday, January 10, 2005
Stop Screaming at Me (or "Those Fucking People")
On a conference call today with about twenty persons, I listened as one lawyer made a bold statement from which a person could infer an accusation. Another lawyer did infer an accusation and, despite the one lawyer denying any implication (and after a bit of squabbling between them and others on the call), the other lawyer said, "Stop screaming at me." It was kind of funny, but scary too. This is another deal foisted upon me at the last minute, although this time the reason is legitimate: the initial underwriter on the deal had a heart attack Saturday evening. Hmm. You think this is the deal that did it to him?
Why can't we all just get along?
Why can't we all just get along?
They say Spain is pretty, but I've never been
What's the latest on the planning for koala's spanish expedition?
Monday, January 03, 2005
Happy Birthday to Eva and His Dewings
Hard to believe that Ike was still president when you were born, unless one remembers when you were born, of course. I hope you get more presents this year than last, and if you only get one, that it´s not the kind of apple you can eat. I´m afraid this is it from me, though. Sorry.
Tuesday, December 28, 2004
Essay Worth Reading
http://www.tnr.com
If you can manage to copy the address and have plenty of time to read and think, this is really thought provoking. Much easier, at least to me, would be to go to tnr.com and choose from the right column an essay called "A Fighting Faith" by Peter Reinhart. Requires some study and historical reflection. Even, perhaps, research, for you younger kids who may not remember Wallace, Truman, CIO before it was AFL-CIO, the origin of the Marshall Plan and the reasoning behind it etc. Pert has gone to shop and lunch with G&G so I am gorging myself on fascinating info from abroad. Abroad being north of the MD line.
If you can manage to copy the address and have plenty of time to read and think, this is really thought provoking. Much easier, at least to me, would be to go to tnr.com and choose from the right column an essay called "A Fighting Faith" by Peter Reinhart. Requires some study and historical reflection. Even, perhaps, research, for you younger kids who may not remember Wallace, Truman, CIO before it was AFL-CIO, the origin of the Marshall Plan and the reasoning behind it etc. Pert has gone to shop and lunch with G&G so I am gorging myself on fascinating info from abroad. Abroad being north of the MD line.
Monday, December 27, 2004
Pert Joins The Blog
Pert has been invited to join the blog. He accepts. koAla is doing this one as a demo, but from now on it will be Pert. Thanks.
Sunday, December 26, 2004
Thanks
I want to publicly thank koALa and Pert for their hospitality over the holidays. Some of the things that make spending time at the compound are natural: quiet in the woods, no cell coverage, rest and relaxation, for example. The atmosphere of fun, frivolity, and love are created by the proprietors of the digs, and that is what really sets the experience apart.
It's one thing for the atmosphere to be such that a stressed-out son would want to spend a few days there to get away from it all. It says a lot, though, that his wife and teenaged crumb-snatchers still anxiously await opportunities to spend time with PertoALa. The relaxed, come-as-you-are, sharing attitude can only be truly appreciated when one compares it to spending time with inlaws of Christmas past. The vibe was welcoming and pleasant, but never completely relaxed, the way we all are when at Morgington. I can honestly say that none of us wants to leave at the end of the trip.
Thanks for the oasis.
It's one thing for the atmosphere to be such that a stressed-out son would want to spend a few days there to get away from it all. It says a lot, though, that his wife and teenaged crumb-snatchers still anxiously await opportunities to spend time with PertoALa. The relaxed, come-as-you-are, sharing attitude can only be truly appreciated when one compares it to spending time with inlaws of Christmas past. The vibe was welcoming and pleasant, but never completely relaxed, the way we all are when at Morgington. I can honestly say that none of us wants to leave at the end of the trip.
Thanks for the oasis.
Wednesday, December 22, 2004
What I Really Want For The Holiday
And after. I want all my kids and grandkids to come here and live in separate cabins (or doublewides) on my land and be happy together. We'll have gigantic family meals (Liz and Stevie and Kristen and Melanie can cook) and giant bonfires (Craig and Chris and Bobby and Glen and David can gather wood). Daphne and Kelly and I can sit around and drink coffee and gossip and plan projects. Pert can tend the fire and give directions to all and sundry. Pleeease. Once a week we'll go to our separate corners to calm down. Daddy says also!!!
Friday, December 17, 2004
Wall Street Needs Your Money...
...and w wants to give it to them. Let's see.
1. The small investers got screwed over by the investment firms, who favor the big guys.
2. Many large company CEOs skimmed millions for themselves, their cronies, and the Republican campaign chests.
3.The small investor, after losing lots of $ he couldn't afford to lose, withdrew and put his $ under the bed.
4. Not jailed,(like Martha, a Democrat) but suffering high legal costs, Republican supporters are in desperate need of "some chump's" change.
5.Guess which "chump" will be forced to give his change in the cause.
6. Hint: Ethics-Economics challenged, non-newspaper reading, semi(if that)-literate, Texas cowboy to the rescue.
7. Using his "mandate" and "election capital" and traveling the slippery slope he eventually forces you to give your retirement money to them.
8. That will keep them happy till 2008, when Jeb will be champing at the bit.
9. 2010: 50% unemployment, country's economy in ruins, 300 dollars equals one Euro, all safety net programs have been dismantled, Social Security is empty and there are no poorhouses any more, so old folks die in the streets.
10. All fat cats decamp to Bimini or its equivalent.
11. Is it revolution time yet? Can you say liberal now?
12. Okay, so maybe I'm getting a little carried away--and I could go on--but you see my point.
Head the bastards off at the pass kemo sabe.
1. The small investers got screwed over by the investment firms, who favor the big guys.
2. Many large company CEOs skimmed millions for themselves, their cronies, and the Republican campaign chests.
3.The small investor, after losing lots of $ he couldn't afford to lose, withdrew and put his $ under the bed.
4. Not jailed,(like Martha, a Democrat) but suffering high legal costs, Republican supporters are in desperate need of "some chump's" change.
5.Guess which "chump" will be forced to give his change in the cause.
6. Hint: Ethics-Economics challenged, non-newspaper reading, semi(if that)-literate, Texas cowboy to the rescue.
7. Using his "mandate" and "election capital" and traveling the slippery slope he eventually forces you to give your retirement money to them.
8. That will keep them happy till 2008, when Jeb will be champing at the bit.
9. 2010: 50% unemployment, country's economy in ruins, 300 dollars equals one Euro, all safety net programs have been dismantled, Social Security is empty and there are no poorhouses any more, so old folks die in the streets.
10. All fat cats decamp to Bimini or its equivalent.
11. Is it revolution time yet? Can you say liberal now?
12. Okay, so maybe I'm getting a little carried away--and I could go on--but you see my point.
Head the bastards off at the pass kemo sabe.
Monday, December 13, 2004
Fucking people...What is it with them?
Took Afterdinner and the oldest boy to the Megagooglecineplex the other night to see "Sideways" (excellent flick, by the way). Shortly after the interminable series of ads that they euphemistically call "The Twenty", and just before the previews ("trailers", if you're cool), Manager Boy sidles in and announces that, because they had a bad print of the flim (nod to Pert), they had replaced it with a brand new one. Unfortunately, the projectionist was still "building it", which I assume means attaching said trailers to the front end, and we'd be delayed about 15 minutes. Not really any big deal. Not for me, Mrs. Eva, and Thing 3, anyway.
You'd thing some of these people in the audience with us had just been raped up the ass without the benefit of appropriate lubrication, though.
"Do we get free popcorn, then?"
"How about free passes?"
And so on.
Manager Dude says he can't throw food at us, but can do passes. Without further explanation, he bolts, glad to be out of the firing line of the pack of assholes with whom I'll be enjoying tonite's fare. I should add that, because of the subject matter of the film, the crowd tended to be older (mid 20s to 50s, I reckon), in a theater in Alpharetta. I mention that because a free movie pass shouldn't be something that makes their day; they can afford the 8 bucks several times over.
After the theater quiets again, dude behind me starts in with his wife and the couple they're with:
"They waited until five minutes before the movie to tell us this?"
"I'll go out there to get our free tickets. I don't think they're going to bring them here."
And so on. Dude is maybe 45 or 50 years old. I don't like him.
I'm left with several choices:
I could just sit there, enjoy myself, and continue conversing with my lovely wife and son. Why ruin a perfectly nice evening?
I could stand up, face the crowd and rage: "Do you hear yourselves? Is 15 fucking minutes that big of an inconvenience to you? Are you going home to wonder why your kids aren't willing to wait a damn minute for you to get them what they want? Do you not understand why you're raising a generation of brats?"
And so on.
I did neither. The high road was too much of a stretch for me, and the diatribe would have apparently required too much courage, liquor, or both. Instead I opted for sarcasm: "How dare they? I can't believe that I have to sit here with my family for 15 more minutes", I hear myself bellow. "Somebody must owe me money! I demand satisfaction!"
Unfortunately, number one son drank it up and joined in, so I had to quiet him for behaving exactly like his old man. The apple, obviously, didn't fall far from the tree, and I taught him, right then and there, that it was appropriate to be a sarcastic asshole to strangers in a theater. I became exactly what I loathed. In two minutes time, I rode the train from righteous indignation to abject humiliation.
Goddammit. Why does being the perfect parent have to be so hard?
You'd thing some of these people in the audience with us had just been raped up the ass without the benefit of appropriate lubrication, though.
"Do we get free popcorn, then?"
"How about free passes?"
And so on.
Manager Dude says he can't throw food at us, but can do passes. Without further explanation, he bolts, glad to be out of the firing line of the pack of assholes with whom I'll be enjoying tonite's fare. I should add that, because of the subject matter of the film, the crowd tended to be older (mid 20s to 50s, I reckon), in a theater in Alpharetta. I mention that because a free movie pass shouldn't be something that makes their day; they can afford the 8 bucks several times over.
After the theater quiets again, dude behind me starts in with his wife and the couple they're with:
"They waited until five minutes before the movie to tell us this?"
"I'll go out there to get our free tickets. I don't think they're going to bring them here."
And so on. Dude is maybe 45 or 50 years old. I don't like him.
I'm left with several choices:
I could just sit there, enjoy myself, and continue conversing with my lovely wife and son. Why ruin a perfectly nice evening?
I could stand up, face the crowd and rage: "Do you hear yourselves? Is 15 fucking minutes that big of an inconvenience to you? Are you going home to wonder why your kids aren't willing to wait a damn minute for you to get them what they want? Do you not understand why you're raising a generation of brats?"
And so on.
I did neither. The high road was too much of a stretch for me, and the diatribe would have apparently required too much courage, liquor, or both. Instead I opted for sarcasm: "How dare they? I can't believe that I have to sit here with my family for 15 more minutes", I hear myself bellow. "Somebody must owe me money! I demand satisfaction!"
Unfortunately, number one son drank it up and joined in, so I had to quiet him for behaving exactly like his old man. The apple, obviously, didn't fall far from the tree, and I taught him, right then and there, that it was appropriate to be a sarcastic asshole to strangers in a theater. I became exactly what I loathed. In two minutes time, I rode the train from righteous indignation to abject humiliation.
Goddammit. Why does being the perfect parent have to be so hard?
Sunday, December 12, 2004
Chris in Northestern Hospital
My diagnosis: Hepatitis--A I hope. He went to doc yesterday, was sent to ER. They admitted him last night at about ten. Drew blood last night and hope to have diagnosis today sometime. Symptoms x 2 weeks: Nausea, malaise, headache, jaundice, cloudy urine progressing to black. He was given 2 injections of morphine(at intervals) in ER for headache, which seems excessive to me. He stil had headache at 11:00pm when I spoke to him. I'm waiting for KoF to call with latest. Updates asrecieved. The good old holiday season comes through again. Kelly used to get intractable vomiting on xmas eve when she was a kid.
Saturday, December 11, 2004
Pert and the 21st Century
I have hooked up the desktop in the living room. Next task is to teach Pert to pick up e-mail and send it. I forsee.....??
Thursday, December 09, 2004
Tuesday, December 07, 2004
Do they know it's Christmastime at all?
I'm just dragging my ass up to the holidays, and foresee a major bout of depression when the holidays end and I look four solid months without any vacation time right in the molars. (That's a crappy sentence, but parse it and get my meaning.) The couple of weeks that lead up to the holidays are typically slow here; no customers want to upgrade their systems for the weeks leading up, so they won't have any new support issues over the break. Speaks well for our products, doesn't it?
This is kind of a dead week, then next week is filled with holiday luncheons and breakfasts, gift exchanges with coworkers, and any fires that break out at customer sites. I've taken care of most of my holiday shopping (until the Amazon packages arrive, and I have to wrap them). The tree is up at the house, which helps some, I think. Maybe it reminds me that I should be having more fun; I don't know.
Or maybe I just need a nap.
Sunday, December 05, 2004
Tracee's Babee Zoee
Cool about Tracee's milkbaby. Congrats to her and her Belgian. A\lso to Ann and Barry congrats on their upcoming offspring. Isn't Zoe the perfect name for Tracee's baby?
Saturday, November 27, 2004
Thanksgiving Fun!
We're having a great Thanksgiving weekend here at chateau EvaDewer. Gock and Mel got here late Thursday to complete (sans Koala) the circle. We had a party of ten for dinner yesterday, and everyone chipped in to the organized chaos that was the preparation process. By all accounts, the supper was a success, and we had two or three rounds of dessert, along with movies, "1000 white cards", and poker as the evening wore on.
T4 is up making breakfast for everyone as we speak. Pert is holding forth (to T3, and anyone else who will listen) on the relative benefits of contact lenses as they're created today (he won't be happy until you can put the lense in either way and still have it work correctly). Gock and Mel are on the computer, as is Afterdinner, at least until T2 gets her out of there to join the breakfast table.
T1 is missing her beau, who is headed back to Champaign/Urbana today, and was up until god-only-knows-what-time last night playing pool and eating at the Waffle House.
Wish you were here.
T4 is up making breakfast for everyone as we speak. Pert is holding forth (to T3, and anyone else who will listen) on the relative benefits of contact lenses as they're created today (he won't be happy until you can put the lense in either way and still have it work correctly). Gock and Mel are on the computer, as is Afterdinner, at least until T2 gets her out of there to join the breakfast table.
T1 is missing her beau, who is headed back to Champaign/Urbana today, and was up until god-only-knows-what-time last night playing pool and eating at the Waffle House.
Wish you were here.
Tuesday, November 23, 2004
Monday, November 22, 2004
Sharon's heart surgery
Sometimes I'm not sure if it's tasteful to put news in the blog, particularly of this nature. However, it's as quick a way as any of circulating the latest, and gives everyone a chance to weigh in together. Therefore...
Sharon (our aunt) is in the hospital to have emergency heart surgery. I only spoke to Koala for a minute or two, so I don't know the nature of the problem. However, I do know that she has a blood disorder that is akin to hemophilia, which is why she hasn't had this surgery before now. The fear was that opening her up for heart surgery could be fatal. It's bad enough now that if she doesn't get it done, the heart problem would do her in.
Koaka has gone up to Plainfield (I'm assuming that's where they're still living) to be with her. I expect that she'll be there for a while, certainly through the Thanksgiving weekend. As a result, Thanksgiving dinner will occur in Norx instead of Pertoalaville. I'm going to pick up Pert on Wednesday, and bring him and all of the stuff that Koala got back to Norx, probably Thursday AM. We're still going to plan the dinner to be Friday, as T3 and T4 won't be in my domain until later on Thursday.
More data as it's available.
Sharon (our aunt) is in the hospital to have emergency heart surgery. I only spoke to Koala for a minute or two, so I don't know the nature of the problem. However, I do know that she has a blood disorder that is akin to hemophilia, which is why she hasn't had this surgery before now. The fear was that opening her up for heart surgery could be fatal. It's bad enough now that if she doesn't get it done, the heart problem would do her in.
Koaka has gone up to Plainfield (I'm assuming that's where they're still living) to be with her. I expect that she'll be there for a while, certainly through the Thanksgiving weekend. As a result, Thanksgiving dinner will occur in Norx instead of Pertoalaville. I'm going to pick up Pert on Wednesday, and bring him and all of the stuff that Koala got back to Norx, probably Thursday AM. We're still going to plan the dinner to be Friday, as T3 and T4 won't be in my domain until later on Thursday.
More data as it's available.
Saturday, November 20, 2004
Now Is The Time To Submit Your Pie Genre Requests
All orders must be in by Monday, the 22nd. Pecan is a given. Pert's cheescake is also a given. Name it and claim it.
Friday, November 19, 2004
Comment notification redux
I've made yet another attempt to get automatic notification of all blog members when a comment is added to any Non-Sequitur post. Let me know if it works, and if you want it to continue.
Thursday, November 18, 2004
1000 Blank Cards, or something
I still think this would be fun. Maybe we can play next weekend! Can everybody take a shot at creating some cards? I'm not particularly keen on adhering to a specific number of cards or anything, I just like the idea of taking turns following a ridiculous, absurd, or totally schizo instruction on a card for some arbitrary point value. It seems like a lot of potential yucks.
And maybe pass the word along to anyone who doesn't read this blog?
The only special request that I would have is, if at all possible, try to make an effort to, ahem, bridge the cultural divide between the adult/nearly adult among us and the youngest of our little gathering. Sometimes being the only person not "in" in the gag can feel like deliberate ostracism, though nothing could be further from the truth. Thanks.
And maybe pass the word along to anyone who doesn't read this blog?
The only special request that I would have is, if at all possible, try to make an effort to, ahem, bridge the cultural divide between the adult/nearly adult among us and the youngest of our little gathering. Sometimes being the only person not "in" in the gag can feel like deliberate ostracism, though nothing could be further from the truth. Thanks.
Thursday, November 11, 2004
Jesus in your bedroom
Bob Jones' congratulatory letter (linked in the title) to Dubya calls for nothing short of religious warfare.
“It is easy to rejoice today, because Christ has allowed you to be His servant in this nation for another presidential term. Undoubtedly, you will have opportunity to appoint many conservative judges and exercise forceful leadership with the Congress in passing legislation that is defined by biblical norm regarding the family, sexuality, sanctity of life, religious freedom, freedom of speech, and limited government. You have four years--a brief time only--to leave an imprint for righteousness upon this nation that brings with it the blessings of Almighty God.”
"Don't equivocate. Put your agenda on the front burner and let it boil. You owe the liberals nothing. They despise you because they despise your Christ. Honor the Lord, and He will honor you."
Holy shit, huh kids?
"Pull out all the stops and make a difference. If you have weaklings around you who do not share your biblical values, shed yourself of them. Conservative Americans would love to see one president who doesn't care whether he is liked, but cares infinitely that he does right."
“It is easy to rejoice today, because Christ has allowed you to be His servant in this nation for another presidential term. Undoubtedly, you will have opportunity to appoint many conservative judges and exercise forceful leadership with the Congress in passing legislation that is defined by biblical norm regarding the family, sexuality, sanctity of life, religious freedom, freedom of speech, and limited government. You have four years--a brief time only--to leave an imprint for righteousness upon this nation that brings with it the blessings of Almighty God.”
"Don't equivocate. Put your agenda on the front burner and let it boil. You owe the liberals nothing. They despise you because they despise your Christ. Honor the Lord, and He will honor you."
Holy shit, huh kids?
"Pull out all the stops and make a difference. If you have weaklings around you who do not share your biblical values, shed yourself of them. Conservative Americans would love to see one president who doesn't care whether he is liked, but cares infinitely that he does right."
Wednesday, November 10, 2004
One way to deal with it
As Wonkette says, this would be more impressive if it were posted in "Free Republic". Still, it's one way to handle the frustration.
"Straight male seeks Bush supporter for fair, physical fight - m4m
Reply to: anon-47785163@craigslist.org Date: Wed Nov 03 19:11:50 2004
I would like to fight a Bush supporter to vent my anger. If you are one, have a fiery streek, please contact me so we can meet and physically fight. I would like to beat the shit out of you."
"Straight male seeks Bush supporter for fair, physical fight - m4m
Reply to: anon-47785163@craigslist.org Date: Wed Nov 03 19:11:50 2004
I would like to fight a Bush supporter to vent my anger. If you are one, have a fiery streek, please contact me so we can meet and physically fight. I would like to beat the shit out of you."
Tuesday, November 09, 2004
Monday, November 08, 2004
Friday, November 05, 2004
Off to see the Lizard
We're headed down to Miami this weekend for a little R&R, and a visit with Thing 2. Back on Monday night. Keep the faith.
Tuesday, November 02, 2004
It is Happening, Again
I hope that I'm wrong, but this day will've been lost long before the voices are "counted". Knowing what we've known, having lived Florida, being aware of the shared interests of the machines that are now in place, and at least having suspected what is to come, we've done little to stop it from happening again. As I write, it is happening again. The pols have just opened in the East.
Monday, November 01, 2004
Reading in the Past
I forgot to ask how Afterdinner's reading went. How did Afterdinner's reading go? I suppose that now that a month has gone by, that I might be able to get a more measured response to that question, and, yeeeeah, that's why I waited until now to ask. Forget about that "I forgot" stuff, and know that I've not asked until now for a good reason.
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