Bark Bark Woof WoofWoke up late. Not going Christmas shopping. I will have to run to Wal-Mart to get some special light bulbs for our chandelier that hangs over the dining room table. That's so The GirlFriend™ can wrap gifts later this evening.
Friday Blogaround
The turkey is in the fridge awaiting turkey tetrazini, turkey hash, turkey sandwiches, flaming turkey wings... Here's what the LC chewed on this week.- A Blog Around The Clock: what's wrong with this picture?Now that you've read this, you can go shopping. Or not.
- archy: punditry is fun.
- Bark Bark Woof Woof: doing something.
- Bloggg: turkey lurkey.
- Collective Sigh: vacation!
- Dohiyi Mir: already a failure.
- Echidne Of The Snakes: opposition research.
- Florida Progressive Coalition Blog: good news for adoption and families in Florida.
- Iddybud Journal: a Haudenosaunee Thanksgiving.
- Left Is Right: amazing prediction.
- Musing's musings: giving thanks.
- Pen-Elayne on the Web: Happy Thanksgiving.
- Rook's Rant: A new concept.
- rubber hose: question authority.
- Scrutiny Hooligans: save some money.
- SoonerThought: McCain staffer impressed with Obama picks.
- Speedkill: bringing the crazy.
- Steve Bates, The Yellow Doggerel Democrat: silence is golden.
- Stupid Enough Unexplanation: Michael Medved on history.
- The Invisible Library: Erin go Keith and Elvira.
- WTF Is It Now?? Holiday gift advice.
Recently in The ™'s Category
I walked into the family room and found Gayle, my girlfriend, unconscious. She was slumped to her left side, her head hanging over the arm of the chair, with her eyes open, looking at the ceiling. She was still stiff, as a person at the tail end of a seizure. She would not respond to her name, she would not close her eyes.
Needless to say, I freaked. I called 911 and got her shipped to the emergency room. Don't worry, she's fine now. It was heat stroke brought on by not eating enough and the diet pill Alli.
I have to admit, when I found her, I panicked. I thought my girlfriend was dead. I couldn't see any breathing, and could not feel a pulse. But I was freaking out, so I wasn't doing a very good job if feeling for one.
The girl I love was not responsive and now limp as hell.
Nothing is more horrifying than the loss of a loved one. I've only felt this pain once before. In 1991 my younger brother was killed in a car accident. The horror I felt today far exceeded what I felt when I loss my brother.
She is upstairs now, having been released from the emergency room following an IV of fluid, an EKG, and is now full of pizza and Pepsi. She's tired, has a headache, and still not fully 100%. But the tests showed no damage. She is okay. And I know now just how much she means to me.
God, I love that woman. No matter how insane she acts at time, how infuriating she can make me with her incredibly illogical thinking, her almost mystical incantation of denial, and her immensely frustrating stubbornness.
Her sister once described a scene from years ago, when Gayle was having an argument with an old boyfriend. She was so intense and combative that she stood barefoot in the snow for over half an hour just to win the argument. So, when she gets exceedingly angry, I accuse her of being barefoot in the snow.
She was stubborn when she regained consciousness, not wanting to go to the emergency room because she did not have any medical insurance. But having passed out twice more in the ambulance before pulling away decided against her wishes. Even at the emergency room, after telling her the full extent of her condition, she was still angry. Once again she was weaving about herself that incantation of denial, down playing the significance of the event, and pissing me off royally.
Once she was home, and obviously stable, I blasted her on her poor eating habits and trying to lose too much weight. Hard. She got the ass chewing of her life. And her daughter, also frustrated by the illogical reasoning behind Gayle's denial, joined in on the confrontation. Of course Gayle, being Gayle, was once again barefoot in the snow. Damn stubborn woman.
Ah, but she's The GirlFriend™, gots to love her.
Needless to say, I freaked. I called 911 and got her shipped to the emergency room. Don't worry, she's fine now. It was heat stroke brought on by not eating enough and the diet pill Alli.
I have to admit, when I found her, I panicked. I thought my girlfriend was dead. I couldn't see any breathing, and could not feel a pulse. But I was freaking out, so I wasn't doing a very good job if feeling for one.
The girl I love was not responsive and now limp as hell.
Nothing is more horrifying than the loss of a loved one. I've only felt this pain once before. In 1991 my younger brother was killed in a car accident. The horror I felt today far exceeded what I felt when I loss my brother.
She is upstairs now, having been released from the emergency room following an IV of fluid, an EKG, and is now full of pizza and Pepsi. She's tired, has a headache, and still not fully 100%. But the tests showed no damage. She is okay. And I know now just how much she means to me.
God, I love that woman. No matter how insane she acts at time, how infuriating she can make me with her incredibly illogical thinking, her almost mystical incantation of denial, and her immensely frustrating stubbornness.
Her sister once described a scene from years ago, when Gayle was having an argument with an old boyfriend. She was so intense and combative that she stood barefoot in the snow for over half an hour just to win the argument. So, when she gets exceedingly angry, I accuse her of being barefoot in the snow.
She was stubborn when she regained consciousness, not wanting to go to the emergency room because she did not have any medical insurance. But having passed out twice more in the ambulance before pulling away decided against her wishes. Even at the emergency room, after telling her the full extent of her condition, she was still angry. Once again she was weaving about herself that incantation of denial, down playing the significance of the event, and pissing me off royally.
Once she was home, and obviously stable, I blasted her on her poor eating habits and trying to lose too much weight. Hard. She got the ass chewing of her life. And her daughter, also frustrated by the illogical reasoning behind Gayle's denial, joined in on the confrontation. Of course Gayle, being Gayle, was once again barefoot in the snow. Damn stubborn woman.
Ah, but she's The GirlFriend™, gots to love her.
Okay, I went for a bike ride with The Fuskers™. So, here are the stats: 5.86 miles in 44 minutes and 5 seconds. We maintained a 7.9 mph average with a maximum speed achieved of 24 mph. It was to be a preliminary run for me, with an expected hard workout to follow. Unfortunately, I discovered a busted spoke in my back wheel. So, instead of a leg of the Tour De Rook, I made a pit stop at Erik The Bike Man. 24 hours and $38.40 later I was back up and running with 8 new spokes and an adjusted derailleur.
Okay, turns out I had a bit of time while The GirlFriend™ gussied herself up for today's road trip. So, after due consideration I've made the following move: Queen's Pawn to Queen's 3, or pawn to d6
Now, remember, I need sympathy to make it through the day spending time with this person:
Now, remember, I need sympathy to make it through the day spending time with this person:
Alrighty then. Here is Jim's third move: Queen's Knight to Queen's Bishop 3, or Knight to c3:
And I guess I don't have to worry about staying in book as Jim has just broken away from it with this move. However, sometimes a move is simply out of sequence, and a move or two later can see us back in book. Only time will tell. Oh, and of course my next move. I will be posting it later today, or maybe tomorrow.
You see it's my day off and I am spending it on the road with The GirlFriend™. Yes, I know, the challenges I face in the real world. But I am stout. I have the strength and confidence to survive the ordeal with this woman.
I am sure you all have sympathy for me. You do, right? Right?
And I guess I don't have to worry about staying in book as Jim has just broken away from it with this move. However, sometimes a move is simply out of sequence, and a move or two later can see us back in book. Only time will tell. Oh, and of course my next move. I will be posting it later today, or maybe tomorrow.
You see it's my day off and I am spending it on the road with The GirlFriend™. Yes, I know, the challenges I face in the real world. But I am stout. I have the strength and confidence to survive the ordeal with this woman.
I am sure you all have sympathy for me. You do, right? Right?
It has been like, well,,,, forever since I've done any cat blogging. And I've thrown The Fuskers™ in for good measure.
I guess I should point out that the last post and this one are from my dining room. It appears that a neighbor has an unsecured wireless network within range of my laptop. The GirlFriend™'s computer does not pick up the signal, probably because of it's age; it is four years old.
As to my connection, it's the first time ever that I have picked up on it. I suspect I am getting a momentary bit of luck, which will last only until the end of this evening, or sometime tomorrow. Either way, I am going to take advantage of the connection while it lasts. So, my posts my actually increase for the time being.
Woo Hoo!
As to my connection, it's the first time ever that I have picked up on it. I suspect I am getting a momentary bit of luck, which will last only until the end of this evening, or sometime tomorrow. Either way, I am going to take advantage of the connection while it lasts. So, my posts my actually increase for the time being.
Woo Hoo!
With cable currently cut off due to failure of payment, I am forced to sit in the Dunn Bros. Coffee Shop and use their wireless. I gladly brave this horrible condition in order to bring you my blogging goodness. Yes, I know you all appreciate the hardship I am suffering. It's worth it.
Oh, okay, I'll stop with the bullshit.
Anyway, I am enjoying a few days off before starting my new job on Monday. Life is still precarious, though. I have to figure a way to get caught back up. I am hoping to acquire a loan to help get caught up with my bills and mortgage, as well as repair my van.
Also, I am enjoying the time with my family. It's rather strange to be home, to not have to pack up my belongings and head back up north. It's a relief, yet strange at the same time. With time, the strangeness will wear off and I'll be enjoying my family without the intruding nag of the old job up north.
And it's definitely nagging me. There were many things left unfinished. I had been working on policy and procedures. Not very fast, mind you, but I'd been working on them. It was just that, after failing to sell the house, I started getting fed up with the usual politics of a dysfunctional work place. So, I made sure, to the best of my ability, that client care was occurring. But I started to slack in the P & P department. Busting my ass for a job that was going to put me into foreclosure just didn't hold a whole lot of appeal.
So, now I'll be back to standard counseling. No need to get into re-writing, or creating from scratch, policy and procedures. Nor will I have to deal with the hiring, or disciplining of employees, I'll be able to focus more on my life outside of life.
Well, now it's Thursday morning. After writing the above paragraph, I received a call from The GirlFriend™. Seems The Fuskers™ and her were hungry. So, a quick run to McDonald's for them, Arby's for me, and I was home, with no Internet access, for supper.
Anyway, I am running errands this morning, and am currently ensconced at the Dunn Bros. Coffee shop in Rosemount, MN. Not that I really have much more to add to what I typed yesterday. So, everyone have a good day, and hopefully, I'll fix my current financial situation and have home Internet connection restored shortly.
Oh, okay, I'll stop with the bullshit.
Anyway, I am enjoying a few days off before starting my new job on Monday. Life is still precarious, though. I have to figure a way to get caught back up. I am hoping to acquire a loan to help get caught up with my bills and mortgage, as well as repair my van.
Also, I am enjoying the time with my family. It's rather strange to be home, to not have to pack up my belongings and head back up north. It's a relief, yet strange at the same time. With time, the strangeness will wear off and I'll be enjoying my family without the intruding nag of the old job up north.
And it's definitely nagging me. There were many things left unfinished. I had been working on policy and procedures. Not very fast, mind you, but I'd been working on them. It was just that, after failing to sell the house, I started getting fed up with the usual politics of a dysfunctional work place. So, I made sure, to the best of my ability, that client care was occurring. But I started to slack in the P & P department. Busting my ass for a job that was going to put me into foreclosure just didn't hold a whole lot of appeal.
So, now I'll be back to standard counseling. No need to get into re-writing, or creating from scratch, policy and procedures. Nor will I have to deal with the hiring, or disciplining of employees, I'll be able to focus more on my life outside of life.
Well, now it's Thursday morning. After writing the above paragraph, I received a call from The GirlFriend™. Seems The Fuskers™ and her were hungry. So, a quick run to McDonald's for them, Arby's for me, and I was home, with no Internet access, for supper.
Anyway, I am running errands this morning, and am currently ensconced at the Dunn Bros. Coffee shop in Rosemount, MN. Not that I really have much more to add to what I typed yesterday. So, everyone have a good day, and hopefully, I'll fix my current financial situation and have home Internet connection restored shortly.
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