What's scorching your groove today?
my dvd burner is untrustworthy
Dude, I'm so with you on that.
Are you missing checks from your checkbook?
not that i know of. i dont really write a lot of checks.....more of an ebillpayer kinda guy.
my dvd burner is untrustworthy
umm mah, thats illegal
Maybe he just doesn't know.
this is chatting isnt it?
we shouldnt be doing this
Yes, we shouldn't. Someone will get annoyed soon. At least that will give 'someone' something to write about in all these bitching and moaning threads. :)
We're so considerate.
My groove done be scorched this morning by a plow.
To my bumper.
At 35mph.
Ford F-150 with a front mounted plow pulled out in front of me. I managed to miss the truck, but hit the edge of the plow. Almost severed my licence plate in half!! Initial report from the bodyshop does not look good. Apparently Maxima's suspensions weren't made for plow jumping.
I'm OK, a little stiff neck, but my baby is gonna need a lot of work. *sigh* At least it was his fault. Let's just hope his boss wasn't lying when he said he was fully covered by insurance.
Do I hear percocet in your future?
btw, glad you're ok. My first instinct is always drugs.
Good excuse to get Hubby to give you a full-body massage. ;)
How are you feeling today, LabRat? Is the neck any better?
Thankfully it's not as bad today as Red made it sound like it was going to be. He kept telling me how much worse it was going to feel on the second day, based on what his clients have told him.
Yesterday, as the day went on, my upper right shoulder and neck got gradually stiffer and tighter, despite taking ibuprofen as soon as I got to work. I was all irritated because last night was the first night I was going to get back to my swimming routine, but decided against it in case there might be a real injury.
Woke up this morning with no more pain or stiffness then I went to bed with, and 400mg ibuprofen are working just fine.
Thanks for asking.
The insurance company for lawnscaping company that owns the truck that pulled out in front of me is playing hardball. Looks like we are going to have to foot the bill for the repairs (well, the deductable. Merry Christmas) and let our insurance co. go to bat for us to get it back.
bah hamburgler
What does the police report say?
Sorry about your car btw (any pics?)... and your neck.
Unfortunately the computer that prints the report out in the car was not working so it is in the mail to us. I know the driver of the truck recieved a moving violation, becasue I was present when the cop handed it to him.
I took a few pics with my phone, but they are crappy. I didn't have my other camera with me. Dunno if Red took any when he went to the repair shop.
If he got a ticket and you didn't, the other insurance company will cough up. It may take a while.
Have you seen a doctor? I would sooner rather than later. It's probably not serious, but if you end up having trouble you want a baseline.
Srsly. I thought I was fine after my car accident and a friend told me to start a paper trail that day. I saw a doc, etc. etc. turns out I ended up with permanent damage to C6, C7 and something like 17% disability in my neck and permanent numbness in part of my arm and a few fingers.
Just don't do any triathlons until after the settlement...
What they said. Start the paper trail ASAP.
Holy crap. [/Peter Boyle]
No pain meds needed today, so not likely I've fractured anything but my pride. If I have to hear one more person ask me why I wasn't driving the old car, I'm going to implode.
Good news is that threats have succeeded in getting things moving so that I can get a rental car and get the car fixed.
Bad news is that they dicked around long enough that there isn't a rental car to be had in the city because of all the other accidents...
I still would like to know why you were not driving the old car that day honey? We could have been done with that damm thing for good!
You Should have listen to me we would have had a Christmas Bonus!
*listens to the sound of LR quietly imploding*
If I have to hear one more person ask me why I wasn't driving the old car, I'm going to implode.
I still would like to know why you were not driving the old car that day honey? We could have been done with that damm thing for good!
You Should have listen to me we would have had a Christmas Bonus!
Um, Lab? You haven't done anything...regrettable in the last 24 hours, have you?
If you think there might be permanent damage, do as everyone says and get all the paperwork, document phone calls, all that. Check for images off intersection and security cameras in the area. Sometimes the appearance of a thick file of supporting evidence is extremely helpful for getting cooperation. But the best result would be no permanent damge, of course. Heal well and quickly.
If I have to hear one more person ask me why I wasn't driving the old car, I'm going to implode.
That's one of the most considerate things I've ever heard.... most people would explode, but the implosion will leave much less mess to clean up.
How the fuck can we be overdrawn? We still have checks!!!
-falls over laughing- I heard of a military spouse who had the same outlook on checking accounts. The family ended up $60,000 overdrawn.
glad you're OK Labbermiah Lingleheimerschmidt
the lag for sock puppet activation is totally scorching my groove. it's harshing my mellow, and pissing in my cheerios too.
Black ice with a layer of snow on top, and PA drivers.
Here's a tip folks; when driving in slippery conditions (no matter what kind of vehicle you have) and you encounter a steep hill, WAIT for the driver in front of you to successfully reach the top or bottom before beginning ascent or decent - that way you just witness the accident instead of involving yourself in it.
Also, using your brakes on ice just makes things trickier. Try a lower gear instead. FFS.
I can't even tell you how many cars had slid off the road on my way home tonight, including the guy right in front of me, while going down a hill.... it was more than 10 though easy.
Good advice, Jinx.
We have the same problem here in Chicago. We get snow and ice here -- every single year. You would think that Chicagoans would eventually learn to drive in inclement weather. But that's not the case.
[SIZE="1"]Buncha amateurs.[/SIZE]
I'll never forget the day we had nasty weather and it took me four hours to get home. (10 miles, usually 30 minutes--mostly on City Ave. for those keeping score in Philadelphia.) I was amazed at the number of pickups and SUVs that were spun out on the side of the road. I got through fine with my humble 1991 Honda Civic... no 4WD, no ABS, no anything. I just put the automatic transmission in the lowest gear and left a ton of stopping distance. I've never considered that I had any special skill as a driver, but I definitely felt superior that day.
I'm pretty good when it comes to driving on slippery roads. The only thing is, that I need the road to myself. Other cars always mess me up, by driving like jinx mentioned. Around here, there is never a time that other cars are not around, so the only way to win is to stay home when it's bad out.
What about drivers on quaaludes? We seem to have a disproportionately large number of those. And zombie drivers. Old, old, old people who put the blinker on for ten minutes and then, regardless of whatever, just go for it.
Uh, Bri? I live 20 minutes from Sun City, AZ. Want to talk about old drivers?
get ready dar512...here comes possible major storm #1.
Statement as of 12:28 PM CST on December 08, 2008
Freezing rain... possibly mixed with rain or sleet are likely to
cause hazardous travel conditions across the area today. A band
of freezing rain is moving north across the area... and where
surface temperatures are below freezing icing is occurring...
especially on elevated surfaces like bridges and overpasses. The
freezing rain will end when temperatures rise above freezing and
the ice melts.
Old, old, old people who put the blinker on for ten minutes and then, regardless of whatever, just go for it.
Carlin used to say (about people who leave their blinkers on) they were going "around the world, to the left."
I'd forgotten how unnerving daily highway driving can be. Mostly it's not a problem but it's the following who cause all the problems:
The Jerker: at the very last second and for no apparent reason, person jerks steering wheel and changes lanes, usually cutting off the person already in that lane.
The Talker: I would like a gun if only to shoot at people whose own minds are so devoid of thought that they have to spend every single solitary second with their damn cell phone plastered to their ear.
The Dumb Bitch: Just one girl I saw last week, it's dark, she has no lights on except for the brilliant display from her phone as she texts while driving.
The Ass Sniffer: There's no one else on the road, you're in the middle lane neither passing nor merging to an exit. Bozo follows your ass like he's sniffing it, keeping an equal distance of about 2 feet, rather than passing or trailing back.
The Ass Rider: Thinks if he rides your ass you could possibly go any faster than the car directly in front of you while the highway is bumper to bumper all lanes.
The right-passer: Pass in the correct lane, fuckwad. Didja see there are cars merging onto the interstate in that lane?
Mr Bad Car: Usually about 18 years old driving a Civic with one of those wingy things on the back, presumably because he plans to drive so fast that the wingy thing is needed to keep his car on the road. There are really tacky flames painted on, which from far away look as though someone keyed his car with a really big key. His tires extend about a foot from the edge of his car. Still, he drives like a pussy.
Who am I forgetting?
Doesn't look like much will hit the quad cities.
Ms. Timid: believes in going cautiously slower, not faster on the entrance ramp to a 65MPH highway, until it is truly impossible to merge whatsoever because there are no gaps of a quarter-mile or greater. At this point she may timidly just pull over as far as possible and admit defeat, later attempting to merge from the shoulder. Or she may inch out into the lane causing drivers in that lane to slam on brakes or engage with the cars in the left lane.
Oh yeah...the non-accelerators.
Ya know, if you pay attention you can actually time a merge.
People are dummmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.
C'mon LO, you know you miss the excitement of driving with the old fogies on good old fashioned black ice in a blizzard....
Memmmm-reeeeeeeessss/ off key
I see your old fogies and raise you the college kids that I get to share the road with in addition in IC.
I'll reraise with a metric asston of illegals with no insurance.
I have timid merger tendencies, but I'll hang out on the shoulder instead of merging at a too-slow speed. It usually doesn't come to that though... it's just a tendency. (I'm also, in spite of my timidity, capable of merging with less than 0.25 miles of room.)
What annoys me is if I go out of my way to let somebody on the highway, and they don't take it.
Uh, Bri? I live 20 minutes from Sun City, AZ. Want to talk about old drivers?
YES.
My first proposal: they should be required to have curb feelers.
I have timid merger tendencies,
Not on this board you don't. Waca Waca!
I'm usually running 70+ by the time I hit the top of the ramp. Our mergelanes actually run the full mile between exits and serve as entrance/exit lanes, so you better be at full speed when you get there.
YES.
My first proposal: they should be required to have curb feelers.
They'd totally misunderstand and end up in the news again.
/news/
17 Great Grandmothers were arrested for providing handjobs to the flaccid on Peoria Avenue today. Film at 11./anchor/
get ready dar512...here comes possible major storm #1.
Local weather says it's going to warm up enough not to be an issue.
And, hey, we're old friends, Lab. You can call me dar. :blush:
We had crappy roads this weekend.
It is currently a mix of snow and sleet up where I live, but nothing here.
I want a blizzard. I want an ice storm freaking blizzard from hell with high winds and huge drifts.
This school closes MUCH more readily than where I used to work. :) It might have been last year my old school finally closed (hardly ever does) and while it was too crappy to get to work my car found the grocery and the beer. Those were good times. Sigh...
Central Tennessee, apparently, doesn't even get snow. WTF? But we do get freezing rain, as I found out this morning when I went out to call the dogs in from doing their business and stepped on what I thought was wet wood. Nope. ICE. In bare feet. Gods I can be an idiot first thing in the morning.
Really Old drivers should NOT be allowed in the left lane. In fact there should be a special permit that only allows certain people in the left lane.
The old drivers of today learned to drive before there were interstates, and 55mph was fast. (Although the speedometers went to 140. I never understood that.)
Imagine what kind of trouble classic will get into when he's 85 and driving his age down the highway.:eek:
"Damn kids. Get outta my way."
The old drivers of today learned to drive before there were interstates, and 55mph was fast.
I don't buy it... my dad was born in 1934, and he's been ticketed for doing 80 going through Atlanta. He can put his foot down when he feels like it
Really Old drivers should NOT be allowed in the left lane. In fact there should be a special permit that only allows certain people in the left lane.
I've got to say that i haven't noticed old people being the only ones that drive slowly in what we call the overtaking lane here. In fact, lately I've been pissed off with provisional drivers (around 19 yrs old usually) who like to just cruise in that lane.
Get the fuck outta the overtaking lane unless you're going past someone arsehole! I don't give a fuck how old you are or what sort of car you're driving. If you aren't overtaking, you shouldn't be in the right hand lane.
...Left lane in the states :)
I don't buy it... my dad was born in 1934, and he's been ticketed for doing 80 going through Atlanta. He can put his foot down when he feels like it
That's my theory. And if you don't like it, well, I have others. :D
I'll reraise with a metric asston of illegals with no insurance.
I'll call with yuppie cyclists and amish horse and buggies, both found most commonly on winding back roads with no shoulders and a steep drop-off into a body of water on one side.
My inability to communicate without coming off as an asshole - maybe I am an asshole.
Mr Bad Car: Usually about 18 years old driving a Civic with one of those wingy things on the back, presumably because he plans to drive so fast that the wingy thing is needed to keep his car on the road. There are really tacky flames painted on, which from far away look as though someone keyed his car with a really big key. His tires extend about a foot from the edge of his car. Still, he drives like a pussy.
We call those Rice Burners around here.
70hp per liter on rice? :eek:
Try adding some kimchee. That'll give you some serious hp.
:fart:
Try adding some kimchee. That'll give you some serious hp.
:fart:
kimchee is very hard to find in the RPGs I play.
I think I shall have to mention kimchee to the DM of the rpg we're currently playing. Thanks for the idea!
2fer or 3fer.
Ancient woman doing <5mph weaving back and forth using both lanes on a rotary.
Young Mr. Rice Burner with crappy black civic tried to wedge between two cars which were cheating to the outsides of their respective lanes. Dumbass cell phone woman on the right weaves almost hits him, he locks it up and dodges bullet. He then drops the "hammer" passing ineffective multi-tasker on the right on the exit ramp. I needed two sidewinder missles and had none.
I'll call with yuppie cyclists and amish horse and buggies, both found most commonly on winding back roads with no shoulders and a steep drop-off into a body of water on one side.
easy clean-up, then....
Sending a bitchy email and getting no reply
Verizon is scorching my groove today. The pig fuckers.
We've had DSL at home, provide by Verizon, but purchased and passed through CTI Networks (va.net). The reason we got it through CTI is that back when we had a Macintosh, CTI was the only company willing to provide DSL for a Mac, and Verizon wouldn't. (It had to do with providing a router instead of a modem, or something like that. I don't remember. It was years ago.) We paid an extra $5 per month pass through charge to have the arrangement, but we were very happy because CTI has fantastic customer service, and since they are so small, we were able to get a really cool e-mail address. Everyone comments on how cool our e-mail address is when we tell it to them. It's a play on our last name @va.net. We live in va, so it's perfect.
Anyway, on Friday of last week, our DSL went down. We called CTI, and they said it was a problem with Verizon and that Verizon said it wouldn't be up again until Monday. Actually, the DSL signal was still there, but it wasn't connected to the Web or our e-mail. Many calls and very friendly conversations with CTI brings us to today, when we learned that Verizon has decided not to fix the problem and will instead drop all DSL customers through CTI. I can only imagine what this is doing to that company's business.
So now, we can't get DSL passed through CTI anymore. We lose our awesome e-mail address that we have had for years, and we face the prospect of going to the pig fuckers that caused this whole mess to buy DSL directly through them. We would actually be rewarding the jerks that did this to us. Or we can spend a lot more money and buy cable and internet service through the cable company. We don't currently have cable, nor do we want it.
Grr. We'll probably just suck it up and get DSL through evil Verizon. I hate them right now.
Buttfuck the bastards in the mouth!
I had to use my "outside voice" today. It's a good thing I was outside. ;)
I really can't believe some of the sh** that people think, and when it's people close to you, you go even more batshit crazy.
So I choose not to believe it.
Don't take any crap, Cicero!
Car drama update: Long story short, my car repairs still haven't begun. :cuss: Their insurance company told Red they told the repair shop to go ahead and begin last week. When he called to check to see when our car might be done, they said "Huh? It's still sitting outside, we haven't gotten the go ahead yet".:banghead: Apparently the ins co is mailing me a check for the repairs.
WTF ever dudes, it's your dime wasted because we are just going to be driving the rental car that much longer.
At least we are getting more snow to replace what melted this past weekend. The rental is RWD. WHEEEEEEEE!!!!!!! :D
Everyone is stopping by to tell me to be careful and the highway is a sheet of ice and everyone is dying. What the eff can I do about it now? There are no alternate routes. Well there are but it will take me days to get home. Crap.
Watch me take a personal day tomorrow if the school isn't closed.
I knew this was a risk. No biggie, but like I said I have two days I have to use before the end of the year that I had not intended to use just because I'm new...but I will use one tomorrow if it's bad and we're not closed.
Wish me luck guys. A semi tried to run me off the interstate this morning (changed lanes while I was right next to him and pushed me almost into the construction guard wall...I flipped that fucker off all the way up the road.)
Sigh. I'm a poo today. I need a hug. :(
...
Wish me luck guys. A semi tried to run me off the interstate this morning (changed lanes while I was right next to him and pushed me almost into the construction guard wall...I flipped that fucker off all the way up the road.)
Sigh. I'm a poo today. I need a hug. :(
That was just BrianR saying hello.
Oh. :(
Huggies!
Now who was it, so I may find the asshole that almost killed the shaw shaw.
Thanks all!
Took an hour and a half to get home, which wasn't bad considering the conditions.
Huggies!
What? You think it's gonna take her THAT long to drive home?
:morncoff:
I think I'm gonna need a windshield wiper for my monitor. Srsly.
lol
I'm no rocket scientist...or astronaut.
Is that the same thing as "Semester at Sea?"
Scholarship - damn, i had my eye on that for the future.
At least the
Peace Boat is still sailing.
Really Old drivers should NOT be allowed in the left lane. In fact there should be a special permit that only allows certain people in the left lane.
If you are in the left lane and people continually are on your butt you shouldn't be in the left lane. I know this from experience. :)
I've got to say that i haven't noticed old people being the only ones that drive slowly in what we call the overtaking lane here. In fact, lately I've been pissed off with provisional drivers (around 19 yrs old usually) who like to just cruise in that lane.
Get the fuck outta the overtaking lane unless you're going past someone arsehole! I don't give a fuck how old you are or what sort of car you're driving. If you aren't overtaking, you shouldn't be in the right hand lane.
Yes, by the same token people shouldn't be comming into my slow lane passing people on the left.
I do however need to drive in the center lane just too keep my kid from sighing too much at my old lady driving which is never below the speed limit. I find myself mentioning to the passerbys that 'I' am following the legal speed limit but as they blur past me they do not seem to notice or take heed.
My inability to communicate without coming off as an asshole - maybe I am an asshole.
Being an asshole in real life is much better than being a lame human in real life but coming off as someone with a larger self esteem on the internet. Believe me. I truley wish I could be a bit beefier. IRL
I am sure if you could swap places with me your situation would not seem so bad.
What's blistering my groove? I have a major headache and eating an apple a day isn't helping with my sluggishness either.
100 swimmers and an email this morning that says, actually no, you can't use the pool.....
can't say any more right now (too freaking mad), maybe we'l sort it out, time is getting tight, though.......
[COLOR="SlateGray"]fucking admin a-holes....mutter....mutter........[/COLOR]
What's scorching my groove? Well, there's . . ..
Damn near everything.
Maryland Motor Vehicle Administration.
If you read their site literally, there's no way for a foreign-born U.S. citizen to obtain a MD driver's license.
[LIST]
[*] If you are a citizen, you must present your birth certificate from one of the 50 states, or failing that, a letter from the office of vital statistics in your state of birth that certifies that no record of you birth exists. Birth certificates from outside the US are not accepted.
[*] If you are not a citizen, you can supply your passport.[/LIST]I guess I'm SOL, then. :haha: Fuckers.
It doesn't say US passport!
Poorly written is all - My BIL was born outside the US and had one in MD.
I know. I called them and they were willing to take my U.S. Passport. Their site is stupid and wrong.
I'm in a bad mood. Doesn't matter why, I am.
I was in a better mood, and then a friend had to be a smartass and bring it up. Then they were all "You must be PMSing." No thats not it. "You need to take your happy pills."
Fuck you, I don't need any happy pills. They do shit. I'm in a bad mood for a viable reason, happy pills aren't goin to make the situation better. Its rude to tell someone that they need pills when they're having a real crisis. So don't do it. My hurt feelings cannot be soothed by fucking pills.
that sucks, moar.
here, you need this.... ;)
[youtube]WlBiLNN1NhQ[/youtube]
"Does anyone ever say 'Sounds like someone's got a case of the Mondays' where you work?"
"No, I reckon they'd get the shit kicked out of them if they did."
My hurt feelings cannot be soothed by fucking pills.
they may be soothed by fucking Bills or Jills?
Yah I agree More. Some people think that pills are going to cure circumstances, or beat the heck out of the asshole that was hurtful. They are not.........
Feelings occur for a damned good reason. You aren't crazy for having them. Though sometimes, some people act like it.
God grant me serenity to accept the things I cannot change
Courage to change the things I can
And wisdom to hide the bodies of the people I had to choke the living shit out of who pissed me off.
Then they were all "You must be PMSing." No thats not it. "You need to take your happy pills."
Yup, scorches my groove too.
When men in the pub commented on my menstrual cycle in reference to a perceived bad mood (which I never had in the pub anyway) I'd talk them through in detail why I don't currently have periods.
Most of them took it quite well (in a couple of cases actually interested) and some looked shamefaced. Same with happy pill digs, in which case I explained about depression and the effects of an SSRI like paroxetine, and why I wasn't on fluoxetine - the generic form of Prozac.
If people are going to make personal comments about my bodily function or medication they're going to get more than they bargained for.
In the name of education of course.
Most men refrain from commenting on my moods. Mostly because they know I will rip off their testicles and ram them down their throats if they do...
Ohhhh - Scorched Pie! Not good :headshake
And I haven't had a period in two years, so I'm stuck in permanent PMS. :3eye:
Is that like the bum who walks up to a Jewish mother on the street and says "Lady, I haven't eaten in three days." And she says to him "Force yourself."
Or is it different?
You know how you meet up with a friend, for a couple drinks? Then you meet up with friend's boyfriend and all go out to a new place? Then you end up staying out way later than you ever thought you still could? Then you fall asleep on the couch nowhere near your alarm clock? Then you miss your Saturday morning hair appointment?
Yeah, that's what's scorching my groove today. Me! :o
Bin there. Done that.
Crummy, but just thank FSM you still have a social life - enjoy it :)
people are scorching my groove today. just fuck you all, you don't deserve me anyway. And no, i'm not drinking, but maybe i damn well should be.
monster, don't let the few get you down like this--- it's not worth it. Loads of us appreciate you!! me, for one.
PS and change your user title, ya!
bah. thanks, though. it wasn't just you lot, the whole damn world was out to get me yesterday. s'ok, though, I got 'em back :p
[COLOR="LightBlue"]it was stupid, though, I just didn't expect all that backlash because I never realized and the picture has been up for 6 weeks and no-one said anything.....[/COLOR]
People being rude for no apparent reason. In particular, being rude to people who don't deserve it.
That's what's scorching my groove today.
I noticed a new door ding on jinx's XK today. my groove is scorched.
Being blamed for other peoples stupidity scorches my ass. You fucked up, don't blame me dumb ass.
Your mental illness is not my problem.
I noticed a new door ding on jinx's XK today. my groove is scorched.
Just a couple days ago I noticed
two white dings in Max that even if I can buff them off, will leave good sized dents. People are so fucking rude.
What's really scorching my (workout) groove is a bum left shoulder. I f00k3d it up swimming Monday, and skipped my swim yesterday to give it a chance to heal. So far today is the worst. :mad: I could barely pull on my socks/pants this morning. I did manage to get them both on though eventually.
The worst part is I think I know how I did it. Our normal pool is down for repairs, so our swim group is using a collegiate pool, that has a bulkhead moved about 1/3 of the way down it's length such that the 'shallow' end is 5' deep. I am 5'2''. S, inbetween sets, I have to hang on the wall or the rope to keep from drowning. I'm pretty sure this is when I ganked my shoulder out of whack.
Unfortunately this is the only pool that we are going to be able to use for at least 2 more weeks minimum (Murphy's law will apply I am sure).
dammit.
Just a couple days ago I noticed two white dings in Max that even if I can buff them off, will leave good sized dents. People are so fucking rude.
What's really scorching my (workout) groove is a bum left shoulder. I f00k3d it up swimming Monday, and skipped my swim yesterday to give it a chance to heal. So far today is the worst. :mad: I could barely pull on my socks/pants this morning. I did manage to get them both on though eventually.
The worst part is I think I know how I did it. Our normal pool is down for repairs, so our swim group is using a collegiate pool, that has a bulkhead moved about 1/3 of the way down it's length such that the 'shallow' end is 5' deep. I am 5'2''. S, inbetween sets, I have to hang on the wall or the rope to keep from drowning. I'm pretty sure this is when I ganked my shoulder out of whack.
Unfortunately this is the only pool that we are going to be able to use for at least 2 more weeks minimum (Murphy's law will apply I am sure).
dammit.
I'm sure you know this already, but liberal use of icing it and taking ibuprofen will shorten the recovery time.
I'm sure you know this already, but liberal use of icing it . . . .will shorten the recovery time.
Oh yeah.. I've found icing does wonders for my sports injuries. Especially chocolate... makes the pain just recede into the background.
Especially chocolate... makes the pain just recede into the background.
It's probably the
caffeine, but I don't think that works when applied externally. :D
I'm sure you know this already, but liberal use of icing it and taking ibuprofen will shorten the recovery time.
I thought you were talking about the dings in her car (well I'm hoping Max is her car,) at first.
I've become confused and disoriented. :nuts:
I've become confused and disoriented. :nuts:
It's that folksinger drink you had. :D
Please indulge me for a minute:
grumble grumble grumble. *&(*&#(*&(&#$##$ #%$%^#*&((
That is all.
let no groove go scorched today.
it's already raining it down, but, HEY! April showers and all that bull!
:D
God, my own cheerfulness is making me kinda sick.
Job. That's the scorcher.
Heh, that's not a bad idea.
You know what's weird, the rain is the one thing I'm liking about today!
I'm just not used to being treated like a lesser. I must learn someday to stop being nice and accomodating and start showing that I can run circles around most of 'em.
Give no quarter, Shawnee. Those people don't got nuttin' on ya. The more pompous the ass, the harder a window makes lemonade slam in their face!
Thanks Bri. I'll be OK, just having a really bad moment.
Thanks Bri. I'll be OK, just having a really bad moment.
sorry. I don't mean to be making light of your situation. :sniff:
NO, you're not. I appreciated your response. I meant thanks. Did it sound sarcastic? Sometimes I don't know how the things I say come off.
I'm just having a bad day, and a lot of recent hurts are surfacing and I feel angry, and sad. Just a phase.
The more pompous the ass, the harder a window makes lemonade slam in their face!
Perfection. I should memorize that.
I'm just having a bad day, and a lot of recent hurts are surfacing and I feel angry, and sad. Just a phase.
Be glad there's one place in the world
Where everybody knows your name,
And they're always glad you came;
You want to go where people know,
People are all the same;
You want to go where everybody knows your name. :D
That is the truth, and that is the Cellar. Thanks. :)
My sister has this thing about having to do whatever I do. Normally, it doesn't bother me, but the latest thing... well, here's the backstory:
My youngest daughter has been referred to OHSU for neurological and developmental assessment of linguistic and motor development delays. Her speech therapist suspects she may have an auditory processing disorder. My two older kids are in an academy for high-achieving students, and despite her communication issues, it looks likely that my youngest will also qualify for the academy.
My sister wants her daughter to attend the academy, and recently had her tested for TAG. She didn't get into TAG so she's having a neurological assessment done. WTF??? I asked her why, and she said it's because her scores are lower "than expected". I know she scored above average on the testing, just not high enough to be identified as having special academic needs.
The kid is bright, and does well in school as long as she applies herself. I don't think she needs to be in TAG. I'm getting the feeling that the "expected" scores are something my sister was expecting, not necessarily the teachers. TAG is an unfunded mandate in Oregon, anyway, and my experience with my kids being in it was that they get absolutely NO difference in curriculum.
I do not see the value in trying to force a perfectly normal above-average bright child into a high-achievement bracket. I am very grateful the high-achievement school exists for kids who would otherwise not have their needs met by the regular schools, but for those kids who ARE having their needs met, what, besides the parent's ego, benefits from trying to move them from where they are already? I feel like she's treating her kid like there's something "wrong" with her just because she's "average", and that's fucked-up.
Got a 79 on the trig test I studied uber hard for. Mostly because of piddly mistakes. I'm failing English because I'm lazy. I feel sick, and drained for no reason, I meant to call the doc today but fell asleep instead.
I'm going through a cold and our attic has been invaded by a racoon. The combination of the two means I'm seriously short on sleep.
When a raccoon got into our chimney, repeated application of rags soaked liberally with ammonia got it out. The fumes drove it away.
I bought cheese-flavored snack mix that smells like feet.
"Italian Cheese Blend." I guess parmesean can be a little stinky...but now everyone probably thinks it's my feet.
I fee like I've been kicked, hard, in the right ovary. Fucking hurts man...
Or a cyst?
Get it checked, though, jinx. I know how painful that is, and maybe they can do something for it.
I love racoons. Is it young? If you could catch it, you could keep it as a pet. :D
Excel. Why the eff is it returning "false" for 61 entries that match and the other 9963 entries, which are formatted exactly the same, are giving me the correct return of "true?"
An extra space or othe rnon-printing character (for text)? Rounding error (for numbers)?
Either they are not formatted the same or the formatting is not the relevant attribute.
[SIZE="1"][CENTER]Thank you for choosing Computo-Answer™
The nation's #1 automated text genrator[/CENTER][/SIZE]
Thank you for choosing Computo-Answer™
The nation's #1 automated text generator
lol
Yeah, I've checked all the usual suspects. Formatting of SSNs, dollar amounts, etc. I just gave up and started over with my original spreadsheets. At this point I think that will be easier than to try to figure out what I did wrong.
I love racoons. Is it young? If you could catch it, you could keep it as a pet. :D
I think I scared it off. (or gave it a heart attack and it's dying in the attic)
I am a fucking retard. I deleted all of my saved passwords from firefox. I wish they'd had a warning dialogue box that popped up saying something like, oh I don't know,
"What, are you fucking retarded? Why would you want to delete all your saved passwords? As if you'll remember half of them. Good luck logging into your email, douchebag. What a fucking numb nuts."
Then I could click "Cancel" or "haha just kidding, I'd never do something that frigging dumb."
I am a fucking retard. I deleted all of my saved passwords from firefox. I wish they'd had a warning dialogue box that popped up saying something like, oh I don't know,
"What, are you fucking retarded? Why would you want to delete all your saved passwords? As if you'll remember half of them. Good luck logging into your email, douchebag. What a fucking numb nuts."
Then I could click "Cancel" or "haha just kidding, I'd never do something that frigging dumb."
:mecry::nuts::eek3::lol:That is soooo something I would do! Let's create the code for your suggested response - i know we'd make a million due to all of the morons like us out there.
damn foot. Sorry to hear about that little brain fart.
my JR terrier is kinda scorching my groove. she wants to be with me. all the time. constantly. everywhere.
footfootfoot... and yet.... you're here.....
:chill:
my groove scorcher:
A brand new Dell Lat E4200.. just opened the flippin box an hour ago, needs over 330 MB of updates. That's not a computer. That's a kit. :doh:
Isn't that why he is your ... ex? He's probably some damn right wing tea partier too!:rolleyes:
Far from it. He's more radical than I am even, and you know what a leftie I am. :D
Yes, he's my ex precisely because of things like what happened yesterday.
sorry - not humanly possible, ya treehugger
Comcast just raised my $28 cable rate to $58, so Icalled them up to downgrade to limited basic cable for $23. I cant find the channel line-up for it on their website so I have no idea what channels I will be losing. Hubby is going to be seriously stressed if he wont be able to watch Family Guy and that Ghost Hunters show....:worried:
Family Guy is FOX, so you should still get it. I have no idea about the other one.
You know, you can watch almost any TV show on the internet for free, and if your TV has a USB port you can connect your computer to it. surfthchannel.com has most shows. They aren't hosted on that site, but it will link you to sites where shows are hosted.
If you paid me $50 an hour I'd watch TV, otherwise. No thanks.
9.5 hour difference between EDT and India time.
well apparently, the weather here will scorch my groove on Saturday, but that's after freezing it on Weds. :rolleyes:
I've been on antibiotics for a week and my sinus infection feels worse today. Coughing and throat hurts, which was not a problem before.
I'm also really tired and want coffee, but don't have any at all.
Yeah I'm cranky
The forecast didn't mention the storms... other than that it was bang on.... actually no rain or damaging hail, but strong winds, dodgy looking sky, and the second soccer game was called about 10 minutes into the second half because of lightening/thunder.
Came upon this post with instructions on how to Eat Fire:
http://tcavengers.wordpress.com/eat-fire/Neat link, but haven't you spoken out before about the dangers of backyard fireworks? And now you are linking to instructions of how to intentionally take burning flammable liquids into your mouth? I'm not judging. Just perplexed. I actually think it's an interesting link.
well, I'm not saying you should do it . . . and I would NEVER do it, but I thought it was interesting, tis all
The Thrift store I volunteer at which earns money for the schools deperately needs volunteers They have to do an orientation session first. so I had a GREAT idea to set one up in advance just for families at my school (I'm the school rep) so they could learn with friend and know the date rather than the current system of calling the volunteer co-ordinator and waiting to be told when the next one is. Everyone agreed it was a great idea, so I set up a session for tonight (two weeks ago) and naively assumed since we had agreed the date and I hadn't heard otherwise -and had emailed the only contact address allowed several times about it, it would be fine.
wrong.
yesterday i was getting a little concerned that i'd heard nothing, but had to assume my emails had been read so no news is good news....
grrrrr
(ME last night)
> > Hi Uselessbitch,
> >
> > I'm a little concerned that I haven't heard back from you about this -this
> > is my third email since we talked at the meeting on the 23rd and picked
> > some dates. Please let me know if there is a problem -I'd hate for my
> > volunteers to turn up tomorrow night and there be no session.
> >
> >
> >
> > here's my list for Weds 7th Oct 7-9pm
......
(HER this morning)
> Monster,
> We need to verify a date for orientation before sending word out for a
> session. I am NOT able to hold orientation on Wednesday Oct. 7. I can
> hold a session on Sunday Oct. 11 from 5-7. I hope you'll be able to let
> your families know that tonight's session is NOT scheduled. Perhaps they
> can attend on Sunday. Thank you.
> UselessBitch
>
(Me.... just right fucking now, I'm so damn mad. I'm gonna get ger job and do it properly. And get paid. She's not even a volunteer -she gets paid to do this! How fucking unprofessional and useless can you get?):
>> Thank you for getting back to me. I am confused as to how I should have verified the date with you further than I did? You said it was good at the meeting on the 23rd and would email straight away if you found it wasn't when you got home. You didn't, so I got the word out straight away. I have emailed about it several times to make sure it was still good and heard nothing -I guess I was naive to assume no news was good news, but it would have been unprofessional of me to tell my families "well I'm not hearing anything so maybe it's not going to happen".
Is is possible for me to run the orientation -do you have notes? If not, can we reschedule for next Wednesday? These families were excited about this date because it's a weekday evening. yes, I can contact them, but I am loathe to because we so desperately need good volunteers in the shop.
What is scorching my groove is that my problems are all problems of thinking and logic and NONE of mechanics.
No. I will NOT re-write!
The background:
Our swim club runs lessons for toddlers in a theraputic (= warm, zero depth entry) pool at an elementary school. They have the pool because they have a program for kids with physical special needs, and they are required to make it available to us to offer lessons to the community. Classes are either on Mon/Weds or Tues/Thurs. They should have started last Monday, but the health dept closed the pool because the levels were bad (that's the school's responsibility). So they started Tues. On Weds, a kid at school pooped in the pool, so it had to be shocked and was unavaialble for Weds night. Thurs was fine. Friday too (we run two baby/parent classes then). Monday was MLK day -on the calendar as a no swim day. Tues was fine. Tonight (Weds) a kid in our early class barfed in the pool. so we had to cancel the late class (no-nos are poop, barf and blood). We sent an email out immediately we heard....
Pool closed for late class tonight because of throw up in pool. Sorry for inconvenience.
(I didn't write it, but I think it makes it pretty clear what happened)
and we got this from a parent
I am getting upset at these cancellation after cancellation. My kid looks forward to swimming.
This is America please work very hard to keep to the original schedule, now I have to adjust my schedule each time.
I am getting out right sick of this.
Milon
What exactly the fuck do they expect us to do? duct tape all mouths and buttholes before kids enter the pool? Including the kids in school during the day? WTF does America have to do with it? (I'm not the prez -who is American through and through- she deals with the emails. Although we share the pain.)
this was my suggested reply:
Milon,
We are as upset as you are. All swimmers and coaches are excited to attend. Furthermore, it's not very pleasant for us to receive emails like this when we are unpaid volunteers doing the best we can with situations beyond our control, so please let us assure you we would avoid this if we could. All we can say to futher protest our innocence is that It was not any of the board's children who threw up in the pool tonight.
Unfortunately we cannot schedule when swimmers will have bodily function accidents in the pool, and -as this is America- American Health regulations dictate that we cannot allow swimmers in a pool containing feces, vomit or blood. Did you really want your swimmer in that pool tonight? With the vomit?
We would be interested to hear how this adversely affects your schedule so we can take that into account when we decide what to do regarding make-up classes/credits. Parents are required to stay during class, so it's hard to understand the problem. Did you need to cancel a babysitter you have hired for other children? Or are you concerned about potentially being unavailable for make-up classes?
thank you for your consideration and insight into this matter
go for it.....
this was my suggested reply:
i'd add.....a quick....'you fucking immigrant' in right after 'Milon' ...as clearly she is NOT American.
the prez's "suggested" reply was more to that vein.... including the work "Fuck" more than once (and she is a "freak" freak :lol:)
but I'm an immigrant too.....
yeah...but you're the good kind of immigrant.
Love the "this is america" bit.
Probably wouldn't hurt to remind parents not to bring sick kids to swim, though.
mah groove is being a little scorched by the anagram game on Miniclip. so far it has not only disallowed but ***d out "screw" and "mounted". Puhleeze! I'm British ...every word is a euphemism for something sex related -get a fucking life!
hee hee she said "euphemism".
The Media using the word impact when the mean affect. I try to keep my grammar nazi setting to low, but sometimes.........
aaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Ugggg. I keep hearing "scrum" in the lexicon of the media whores, I want to bring them to a game and put them in the front row with 300 pound props and teach them not to use that term...
i thought you said 'scum' and it took me a while of reading back for context before i re read your post and remembered that you're the Rugby guy, and scRum is what they call it when they all get together for a quick cuddle before a play starts.
scRum is what they call it when they all get together for a quick cuddle before a play starts.
Not even close to correct.
A Scrum:
looks like a cuddle to me....
We have had a number of womens teams mimick the Canadians on that one, and they have all made a good bit of money. Good on them.
Great shot btw.
We have had a number of womens teams mimick the Canadians on that one, and they have all made a good bit of money. Good on them.
Great shot btw.
I bet that impacted their finances :rolleyes:
Well they made a shit load of money off the sales.
LOL at UT's pic. Although those number eights aren't bound on properly.
Scrums are strange. I cannot understand how the necks of the front row players don't all snap immediately. I'm sure mine would.
Today my groove is being scorched by mosquitos and my killer procrastinations skillz
We could do a naked dwellar calendar to raise money for the cellar, but who would we sell it to?
and house-eating bees.
Carpenter bees are most vexatious.
You have to admire their skillz though. Keep the wood dry friends...
Today my groove is being scorched by mosquitos and my killer procrastinations skillz
Nah. MY procrastination skillz are the BIZnisss!
Carpenter bees are most vexatious.
Any advice? They seem to be under the eaves of bith ours and our neighbors' house --the houses are about 6 feet apart-- and we see sawdust on the plants below. We saw the neighbor and said , "hey look we have a joint ptoblem" and he said "oh yeah we've had it before, I'll have the mrs call the guy to smoke them out". great ...but then what? how do we stop the fuckers coming back again?
You can't. They drill a small ~10mm hole into your wood, they prefer unpainted wood, and they lay eggs or have sex or do whatever it is they do. Then the next year they come back from god knows where to the very same hole and do it all over again. The are persistent chaps.
The good news is the damage is a small ~10mm hole that doesn't go very deep. They don't cause structural problems like other critters and they aren't too keen on stinging.
We had a temporary roof over our porch for a year while we prepared for the addition being built. After we tore off the temp roof and built another story where it used to be, the bees kept flying around for days looking for the eaves that were no longer there.
But, whatever you do, don't get Mr. Jackson to come clear them out, as he never wipes his feet.
Our eave is being pushed out, though -seems like they're building something under there....
i spray mine with hornet killer...... and caulk the holes
Our eave is being pushed out, though -seems like they're building something under there....
Might not be carpenter bees. I've never seen big nests, but who knows? I'd call a pro.
Sevin (carbaryl) and putty. Then paint. We had this problem last year.
Remember to let several days elapse between the application of the pesticide and the caulking -- you want them all to be exposed to it and wander off to die before you trap them in the wood (where they might do more damage.)
Or you can find a two and a half year old, like my daughter to help you. When we were first visited by the bees this spring I must have been whinging about them because I overheard her saying: "I'm a crocodile and I'm going to eat bad guy bees."
Neater Computer will Acknowledge My Wife's I pod ???
Nebber Mind , I reset it and All is well
Please post your "what is no longer scorching your groove today" in the "what has stopped scorching my groove" thread. kthx.
:lol:
I am absolutely enraged. I just found out that the physician's assistant at my local mental health clinic prescribed two medicines that counteract each other. This explains why I have been having such a bad time for the past 10 days. Unbelievable! I never would have caught it either if another member at my health forum hadn't mentioned it. I looked up the drug information on the two meds and sure enough! And I can't get in to see anyone for SIX WEEKS! Oh, I am beside myself! :mad::mad::mad::mad::mad::mad::mad:
I am absolutely enraged. I just found out that the physician's assistant at my local mental health clinic prescribed two medicines that counteract each other. This explains why I have been having such a bad time for the past 10 days. Unbelievable! I never would have caught it either if another member at my health forum hadn't mentioned it. I looked up the drug information on the two meds and sure enough! And I can't get in to see anyone for SIX WEEKS! Oh, I am beside myself! :mad::mad::mad::mad::mad::mad::mad:
I wonder if the magic words "malpractice suit" might get you a quicker appt. On the other hand, considering, maybe you're better off staying away as long as possible...
Bummer. I hate that shit.:(
Please post your "what is no longer scorching your groove today" in the "what has stopped scorching my groove" thread. kthx.
:lol:
some reason you keep poking at me, girl? (confused)
Uh, Cloud. I think that post was directed at ZippyT. If you go back and read his post about something scorching his groove that was then resolved you'll see the connection.
But Cloud is interpreting that as Shawnee trying to control thread content, in a reference to the Drug Wars thread. But this is a footfootfoot thread, and footfootfoot has run oft oft oft.
So, for you folks watching at home, HLJ is replying to SN's reply to Cloud's question to Shawnee in a thread started by FFF by referencing Shawnee's behaviour in a thread started by Cloud - but stay tuned for shocking revelations about SN's dark secret and what really happened to F3!
(lafs) Ah, I just love the Cellar/hate the Cellar.
what really happened to F3!
I've got him locked in my basement. :eyebrow:
Watch out leglegleg you're next! :eek:
Please post your "what is no longer scorching your groove today" in the "what has stopped scorching my groove" thread. kthx.
:lol:
She is clearly responding to zippy, here, jokingly because he immediately resolved his computer issue in back to back posts.
Passive aggression is lame.
I agree, I prefer regular aggression but it makes some people cry when you point out they are mildly shitty to people in TV threads, (y'all are lame) and "their" threads (boo-de-hoo quit talking in my thread.) Who needs more rain?
Now, here's an idea for a thread:
NAME HOW MANY KINDS OF IGNEOUS ROCKS YOU KNOW.
Fascinating shit. :lol:
NAME HOW MANY KINDS OF IGNEOUS ROCKS YOU KNOW.
Marble, granite, obsidian... uh, I'm drawing a blank. There are lots more.
I just Googled it, and I'm wrong with marble. Damn it to Hell. That's really scorching my groove.
That's OK. I don't take you for granite.
NPR is scorching mine. I studiously avoid all discussion of abortion with my Dad but when I drove him to my sister's house Tuesday Morning Edition had to run an abortion story... ranting ensued something about not executing the mentally ill but killing babies... I really tried not to engage.:mad2:
Your dad thinks the mentally ill should be executed?
Who is he, the governor of Texas?
Apparently, there was a schizophrenic off his meds who pushed someone in front of a train. I think it was an old story with an update. Dad'd be happy in Texas.
"Lots of respectable people have been hit by trains. Judge Hobbie over in Cookville was hit by a train."
Being a good athlete will get you a scholarship. Being a good student will not - unless you are also extremely poor.
Excuse me, but...poppycock! ;)
Explore all your resources, employers, civic organizations...search online (I recommend starting
here.)
We get LOTS of third-party scholarship students who excelled academically. You might not HEAR about it as much, due to the aforementioned fascination with athletic prowess, but they're out there. Not all scholarships are just 'given', students can do some legwork and find some pretty nice awards out there.
This has been a public service announcement. Now don't be mad at me!
:)
I got a very generous academic scholarship for my undergraduate degree -- paid all but room & board. And I was not poor.
Be an outstanding student, then pick the right school & pick the right field.
Well it certainly wasn't Z daughter #1's experience. She went through fastweb and a number of other sites. Submitted to dozens of scholarships and came up with nada. She was #10 in her class of 970 something. She did very well on her ACT scores. I dunno.
Apropos of nothing:
Pee pee dider
Well it certainly wasn't Z daughter #1's experience. She went through fastweb and a number of other sites. Submitted to dozens of scholarships and came up with nada. She was #10 in her class of 970 something. She did very well on her ACT scores. I dunno.
To be honest, the grades often mean next to nothing; it's all about the test scores. The valedictorian in Bumblefuck, Texas would barely be in the top third of my high school class in a large educated city, you know? Not saying this was the situation with Zlet #1, just that nobody looks at grades anymore unless it's an odd mismatch, like someone with a perfect SAT score but barely passing senior year. Especially with grade inflation so rampant--our valedictorian graduated with
higher than a 4.0 because of the way my school weighted honors classes.
Apropos of nothing:
Pee pee dider
Yours, or someone else's?
Pete, there are some tips on that page about applying for 'ships.
I was scholarship chair at my last job: I can tell you that we graded on three things: essay, extra-curriculars (not just sports) or outside job or public service (volunteering), and letters of recommendation. Each category is 25 points (and each app is read by at least 3 people, and scores averaged) and the HS GPA is given points (4.0 = 25 pts, 3.9 = 24, etc.)
Of course, in final consideration for each school-administered scholarship (some outside donors letting us administer the funds) GPA will weigh much more heavily when the donor stresses academic achievement.
I've worked on other scholarship committees (such as The Dayton Foundation) and they are run similarly.
Hope this helps!
Thanks Shawnee. I passed it on to the zlets.
Yours, or someone else's?
farto
Last nite our 42" plasma went Plaid , then Went "POIT !!!" and turned off ,
And wont come on now !!!!!
POIT? Ah man, that sucks.:(
Yeah man , and it apears to be it werks or it dont ( throw away )
Dell stocks NO parts , and haz NO support after the warranty runs out ,
Ye Haw Here we go to Sams AGAIN !!!!
Last nite our 42" plasma went Plaid
Ye Haw Here we go to Sams AGAIN !!!!
Sounds like a 60" is in order :cool:
You're missing good pool weather.
I just got home from work, and the whole family's at the pool. *jealous*
we're heading to the pool soon. just to scorch your groove a little more :D
I just got home from work, and the whole family's at the pool. *jealous*
*envious* [/lexical nazi]
You get home at 5:45 in the afternoon? *jealous of your wife*
Yeah, it's nice. I work from 8 to 4:30 and am usually home around 5:15 to 5:30.
I usually work till 5:30. I get home by 5:40. I love my commute!
(Just to continue the groove scorchin'.)
You get home at 5:45 in the afternoon? *jealous of your wife*
From Wikipedia:
"Envy" and "jealousy" are often used interchangeably, but in correct usage, they stand for two different distinct emotions. In proper usage,
jealousy is the fear of losing something that one possesses to another person (a loved one in the prototypical form), while envy is the pain or frustration caused by another person having something that one does not have oneself. Envy typically involves two people, and jealousy typically involves three people. It is possible to be envious at more than one individual at any given time. Usually envy involves wanting the beauty of another individual, wealth, or socioeconomic status. Envy and jealousy result from different situations and are distinct emotional experiences. Both envy and jealousy are etymologically related to schadenfreude, the rejoicing at, or taking joy in, or getting pleasure from the misfortunes of others
Is there something between you and Glatt that I missed? :blush:
I just got home from work, and the whole family's at the pool. *jealous*
Fuck the grammar nazis, you and I know what you meant.
sn's post reminded me of this:
Susanna: I'm ambivalent. In fact that's my new favorite word.
Dr. Wick: Do you know what that means, ambivalence?
Susanna: I don't care.
Dr. Wick: If it's your favorite word, I would've thought you would...
Susanna: It *means* I don't care. That's what it means.
Dr. Wick: On the contrary, Susanna. Ambivalence suggests strong feelings... in opposition. The prefix, as in "ambidextrous," means "both." The rest of it, in Latin, means "vigor." The word suggests that you are torn... between two opposing courses of action.
Can anybody name that movie?
Fuck the grammar nazis, you and I know what you meant.
Yes and yes. But also, I'm interested in the difference between the two words. I think I never knew exactly what "jealous" meant. I certainly knew of its usage when describing certain social situations, but I thought it could also be used the way I used it. I expect I will use it correctly more often now.
sn's post reminded me of this:
Susanna: I'm ambivalent. In fact that's my new favorite word.
Dr. Wick: Do you know what that means, ambivalence?
Susanna: I don't care.
Dr. Wick: If it's your favorite word, I would've thought you would...
Susanna: It *means* I don't care. That's what it means.
Dr. Wick: On the contrary, Susanna. Ambivalence suggests strong feelings... in opposition. The prefix, as in "ambidextrous," means "both." The rest of it, in Latin, means "vigor." The word suggests that you are torn... between two opposing courses of action.
Can anybody name that movie?
Debbie Does Dallas?
Fuck the grammar nazis, you and I know what you meant.
Ahhh, yer jus jealous!
:p:
aw! Touchdown Jesus burned to the ground last night!!
Touchdown Jesus was a horrid statue on I-75 in Monroe, Ohio. Last night a huge storm with lots of lightning blew in - lightning struck the statue - and it's bye bye Jesus.
(I wish I knew how to post a link....it's on youtube --- just type in touchdown jesus burns down)
THE LORD HAS SPOKEN
Zeus - 1
Jesus - 0
[YOUTUBEWIDE]IAAj1OiH-WA[/YOUTUBEWIDE]
Just copy the numbers from the youtube url, hit the youtube button up there ^^^^ then paste the numbers -it's all set up to put them in the right place.
or to just do a straight link and not embed, type in the url like this:
http://www.cellar.org/showpost.php?p=663179&postcount=270
and Teh Magikal Cellar will do the rest
The url is the page address that appears in a bar usually found somewhere at the top of your window.
aw! Touchdown Jesus burned to the ground last night!!
Touchdown Jesus was a horrid statue on I-75 in Monroe, Ohio. Last night a huge storm with lots of lightning blew in - lightning struck the statue - and it's bye bye Jesus.
(I wish I knew how to post a link....it's on youtube --- just type in touchdown jesus burns down)
If this thing is back in place three days from now, I'll convert.
:lol: almost tempted to go a help rebuild it, that would be so funny -not you converting so much as it's being resurrected on the third day.
Has anyone else noticed that only 4 or 5 people participate in current events or political threads anymore? Or that everything past the first page could just be copied and pasted from the thread below it? Or that while the cellar used to have some heated discussions we usually just skip the discussion part now?
Has anyone else noticed that only 4 or 5 people participate in current events or political threads anymore? Or that everything past the first page could just be copied and pasted from the thread below it? Or that while the cellar used to have some heated discussions we usually just skip the discussion part now?
Yes.
If this thing is back in place three days from now, I'll convert.
Doubting Toad. :p:
Thanks, monnie!
If this thing is back in place three days from now, I'll convert.
Don't count it out - there's loads of "undocumented" workers in these parts, all hopped up on meth and Jaysus.
Has anyone else noticed that only 4 or 5 people participate in current events or political threads anymore? Or that everything past the first page could just be copied and pasted from the thread below it? Or that while the cellar used to have some heated discussions we usually just skip the discussion part now?
I noticed that when you made a smart ass remark about me
"thinking of a different Arizona" when I noted that it was majority White...and I then provided data that it fact it is majority White...you ran away. ;)
Has anyone else noticed that only 4 or 5 people participate in current events or political threads anymore? Or that everything past the first page could just be copied and pasted from the thread below it? Or that while the cellar used to have some heated discussions we usually just skip the discussion part now?
Thank you for saying "we".:beer:
Has anyone else noticed that only 4 or 5 people participate in current events or political threads anymore? Or that everything past the first page could just be copied and pasted from the thread below it? Or that while the cellar used to have some heated discussions we usually just skip the discussion part now?
Yes.
Yes, yes and yes. I will again try to do my part not to interact in a way that is not conducive to productive communication.
I am utilizing the ignore feature and I will either end up interacting with a few or none. Either way its a win-win.
Matthew 3:17
And lo a voice from heaven, saying, This is my beloved Son, in whom I am well pleased, he has fattened up nicely. Pass the BBQ sauce, please."
Yes, yes and yes. I will again try to do my part not to interact in a way that is not conducive to productive communication.
I am utilizing the ignore feature and I will either end up interacting with a few or none. Either way its a win-win.
You do that.
And when you make an ill-informed post based on a partisan opinion piece that grossly misrepresents the facts, whether in politics, current events or even home base, for example:
Link
I will respectfully point it out.
Of course, you would never acknowledge your own ill-informed post, so ignoring me is no different.
OFFS can't you lot at least keep that crap in those two forums alone? how can two forums not be enough? That's why no-one else goes there. If you can't post anything other than that argumentative pointless drivel, then stay out of the rest of the goddamn board. You're all as bad as each other and WE DON"T CARE WHO STARTED IT, GO TO YOUR ROOMS UNTIL YOU CAN BEHAVE LIKE NORMAL HUMAN BEINGS AND STAY OFF MY LAWN.
WE DON"T CARE WHO STARTED IT, GO TO YOUR ROOMS UNTIL YOU CAN BEHAVE LIKE NORMAL HUMAN BEINGS AND STAY OFF MY LAWN.
Quoted for truth.
STUFU and GTFO. Go back where you belong! :right:
When lookout or classic take shots, especially when they get all sanctimonious and holier than me, I will respond.
Wherever and whenever.
I noticed that when you made a smart ass remark about me "thinking of a different Arizona" when I noted that it was majority White...and I then provided data that it fact it is majority White...you ran away. ;)
:facepalm:
I'll address this mischaracterization in the other
thread and then I'm done with it. You've obviously missed the point of my initial post in this thread.
OFFS can't you lot at least keep that crap in those two forums alone? how can two forums not be enough? That's why no-one else goes there. If you can't post anything other than that argumentative pointless drivel, then stay out of the rest of the goddamn board. You're all as bad as each other and WE DON"T CARE WHO STARTED IT, GO TO YOUR ROOMS UNTIL YOU CAN BEHAVE LIKE NORMAL HUMAN BEINGS AND STAY OFF MY LAWN.
er, that was kind of the point of my post. The idea that the cellar has effectively written off two forums because a handful of people of pissing on eachother have chased everyone away from any topic with meat on it is/was scorching my groove today. the fact that the piss overflowed into here hardly leaves me any less scorched.
Just stop already. If you weren't an offender you became one by bringing that shit here. If you don't like the rep you have, -whether deserved or not- work to change it
my rep? fuck off. I posted what was on my mind at the time which appropriately enough belonged in this thread.
At what point does the kind of boorish behavior that drives everyone away from a forum constitute being "intolerably annoying"?
Many have commented on the "signal to noise" ratio dropping to intolerable levels.
Yeah, used to be lots of posts at night... now there's like 1 an hour. After the assholes shit the place up all day there's nothing good to talk about...
Fucking assholes.
Fucking tennis elbow!
My arm is all hurty :(
And, yeah, I sort of avoid the meatier topics nowadays too. They just end up going round in fucking circles. I get like half a page into the thread and my eyes glaze over.
Yeah, used to be lots of posts at night... now there's like 1 an hour. After the assholes shit the place up all day there's nothing good to talk about...
Fucking assholes.
Aw...the queen bee is in a snit.
I rarely step out of current events or politics unless someone takes a shot at me....and because of that, there is nothing good to talk about at night? WTF.
Just put me (or all of us) on ignore and have at your stimulating discussions. Its no sweat off my ass. But, you take a shot at me and you'll hear from me.
This holier than thou crap, especially from you and lookout and classicman, is laughable.
added:
BTW, your whining is scorching my groove, the subject of the thread. :)
Ffs.
For fucks sake, bring your gamers over so I can learn some acronyms.
1 month time outs for the offenders might be very illuminating.
The groove is in the heart.
For fucks sake, bring your gamers over so I can learn some acronyms.
Yehman. uz gamerz are masters of the 3 letter response.
Ftw.
The groove is in the heart.
I hadn't heard that in years, so I watched it on YouTube. I think it's my son's new favorite. He was dancing all over the house to it.
God I used to love that track!
I think World Clique is one of the all time great albums/discs. Certainly top 100.
Dads day started of Just fine , slept In , had a Fantastic breakfast , Then some Killer Food , Carol started a Wash load , I was Headed out to run the tractor , and I Noticed there was Bubbles comeing up Under the Walk , FUUUUCCCKKK !!
so a Bit of digging , a quick trip to Lowes and The Stinking Drain Pipe is Fixed ,
You're lucky your drain lines are shallow, good job. :thumb:
Well a-one day Zip was a-shootin at some food
And up from the ground come a bubblin' poo
shit that is
blackwater
texas dookie
Well the next thing you know ol' zip's a millionaire
The Cellar folk said "ZIP, move away from there."
They said Pennsylvania is the place you oughta be
So he loaded up his pool and he moved right to Philly.
Burbs, that is
Dumb neighbors... bad traffic...
:lol:
We should be songwriters.
HAR HAR HAR !! That Made my day !!!
Fucking Insurance companies, agents and the whole incompetant damn lot of them. Wasted A WHOLE DAY dealing with someomne else's shit and can't even pinpoint who to blame it on. bastards. mighta closed the pool. luckily the shit hit the fan today, which turned out to be the very last day the situation was salvageable. But it took me 4 hours. Including one hour trying to call the wrong 1-800 number that I was given by the Insurance agent. :mad2:
Wow Sorry Monster, that sucks. I thought I was the only one.
Yesterday cost me $4300 trying to fix someone else's mistake. Good luck on them getting that outta me.
Yesterday the storm here ate my flat screen TV and one of my phone lines. All were plugged into surge protectors. My TV was 2 years old and just out of warranty. WTF good are surge protectors? :eyebrow:
Not very much good I'm afraid. The only possible benefit is - some of them offer insurance on any gear damaged while plugged in. You might want to check on that...
Well my computer and my other phone line were plugged into the same surge protector. They are fine, go figure :neutral:
Its my birthday... the kids had no clue what to cook for dinner... hubby is sleeping off a possible heat stroke ( 36 C+ company all afternoon outside+ some.. not that much really, booze= nap)He is burning, I can see it from here... I put aloe on, but now I just have to wait until he wakes and hit the whole back, shoulders, arms, head and chest! So the lobster dinner, and crab stuffed mushrooms, I *really* wanted, ends up being perogies and sausages, since its too hot to cook much, and without the romantic side of it.... whats the point?
Pouting as we speak, the kids went to their rooms to be in air condioning, company is gone, hubby is sleeping.... and I am FREAKING BORED. Guess I will work on my business, at least the will give me sense of accomplishment on my 40th Birthday. :)
Well my computer and my other phone line were plugged into the same surge protector. They are fine, go figure :neutral:
sometimes the surge can come through the cable rather than the plug, if your surge protector doesn't have cable ports, but is sounds like it may have.
Awhile ago I posted an areal photo of where I live. I live in the "black hole" of technology, no cable, no dial up, and right now my home phone line does not function and that storm happened Tuesday. :eyebrow:
You're gonna have to launch your own satellite. ;)
A new project.........no no wait. Let me start over, a damn new f!@$ing project (thats better :)) has been assigned to me. And God! haven't i been working hard. Still idiots are not happy. And then out of nowhere they decide to outsource me to train the off-shore team. I was hellbent on not going. But they made me go to embassy for visa application interview. And I, being me, forgot to take my invitation letter, that was required. So I was not granted visa. Now the leaders are pissed off. And I am pissed off. I have to show them that I am pissed off for not getting Visa which I never actually intended to have.
Ah! Life!
Thanks to cellar. I am already feeling better :)
Wow - what do you do, wanderer? If you can tell us without being shot ;)
Hey Classicman, thanks for asking.
What do I do?
There are banks around the states. They try to use the softwares to process their data with speed. Such softwares often explode with a big bang! :)
......I fix them
(and they also say I am something called software engineer:nuts:)
So they want you to go offshore coughindiacough and train your replacements?
Thankfully, they will not be our replacements. They will be be working on just one module. Rest stays with us...................for now.
coughindiacough......hahahahahaha, thanks Bruce. I loved this:D
Not really today but Tuesday evening. I had Zlet #2 out in the Honda - teaching her how to drive a manual transmission. So she stalls the engine at a light. No biggie. Except this asshole a couple of cars back starts honking his horn. The Zlet gets the engine going again, but the impatient asshat has pulled up alongside us ON THE RIGHT SIDE SHOULDER and yells "If you don't know how to drive, then get off the fucking road", then takes off.
Some people are a waste of space. I wish I'd been quick enough to get his license number.
People are the sux. That doesn't help a young driver. :(
I'm sorry Pete. That really sucks. I hope Zlet was able to shrug it off.
Did she get to see Dad do this?
Teach her in a parking lot.
Big, snow filled lots are where I practice my drifts and power slides. When I lived on Lake Champlain (back in the day) people would drive on the lake at about 80 and then reef on the E brake and crank the wheel.
Probably vomited in their cars too.
My friends and I would cruise out to the HS parking lot at night with no one there, and do "doughnuts" in the snow. I drove a big 73 Impala...man that was fun!
Lucky is he who has a grove left to scorch.
I want to revoke the licenses of today's movie and TV sound-editors...
Whoever thought it was good editing to raise the "background music" levels higher than the conversations of the actors. Maybe it was the same TV ad gurus who decided to raise the sound on commercials way above the program level.
I know young people think "music" never too loud enough.
But when my wife and I simultaneously ask "What did he say ?" enough is enough.
I agree - I find myself watching movies with the subtitles on lately.
Me, too. I thought it was just because I'm growing old. I like Lamplighter's explanation better. ;)
I find this especially annoying on PBS shows, when people like David Attenborough are explaining something interesting. I mean that's why I'm watching the damn show, ferchrissakes.:mad:
Some small points of order in defense of audio folks:
1.) You're talking about a mixing problem, not an editing problem. On any reasonably-sized production these two jobs are done entirely separately, by different people. It's still an audio person's fault, but if you're going through the credits looking for your nemesis, it's the mixer, not the editor.
2.) Mixing is actually a very difficult job these days, because everyone has such a different speaker setup in their homes. You've got standard left-right, surround sound (with and without a subwoofer,) fancy left-right speakers that claim they can imitate surround sound (they can't really, it's a lie, though there are some headphones that can do a decent job,) and fancy all-in-one tuners with a dozen presets that take the audio signals from your TV and alter them in any number of ways the sound mixer never intended.
So for example, in a typical surround-sound setup, the traditional thing to do is put all speech coming out of the center channel, and background music would be split between the right and left channels. But depending on the budget and disc space, they may only be able to put one audio track on the DVD (as opposed to the instances where, in the setup menu, you see the option to choose Dolby 5.1 versus stereo.) So the question then becomes, do you put a surround mix on the disc, and let the stereo systems out there in the world squash the multiple signals into just two channels, thus throwing your mix off to a certain degree (if your speech audio is now getting split to either side of the room, it will need to be louder than when it was coming directly at you from the middle.) Or, do you put a stereo mix on the disc, and let the surround systems artificially duplicate the same signal coming out of multiple speakers? Well, which is going to piss off more people? Typically, the people who sprung for more expensive sound systems are the ones who care more about what it sounds like, so they're going to be disproportionately pissed off by improperly-mixed audio. And you won't be able to put "surround sound" on the box, which marketing won't like. What's more, a good portion of the stereo-crowd are going to be listening on inherently sucktacular internal speakers, and it's going to sound bad for them no matter what you do. As time passes, more and more people have surround systems anyway, so it's easy to see how it's the default choice if you only get one.
[size=1]I can't tell you how many times I had developers/testers/producers/executives tell me the audio sounded inadequate in some fashion or another, and I told them to come up to my office and show me where the problem was... and every single one would realize it was actually because their sound system sucked, not the game audio.[/size]
That is fascinating, Clodfobble.
I read somewhere, possibly here, that Berry Gordy would listen to audition tapes on a crappy car radio set up in his office, reasoning that that would be how the song would ultimately be heard so it had better sound great on shitty equipment.
There is a parallel problem in photography. When printing (in the old days) or adjusting an image for newsprint you end up with an image that looks like ass until it is printed on newsprint. And if you adjust it for your screen, it will look like ass in newsprint.
I've been on a cholesterol-lowering diet for over a month now, and I'm starving...need cheesesteak please...and macaroni and cheese...with extra cheese...
Oh, grrrrrrrr! I am currently without a car, but normally that's not a big deal since I can easily walk to most places around here. So, today my doctor gave me a new prescription, and I walked down to the nearest pharmacy to get it filled. Its like 96 degrees here at the moment, btw. So, I walk down there, panting in the heat. Whoops! That pharmacy doesn't carry my new med. The nearest one that does is 2 miles away, and its only going to get hotter. I do NOT want to walk 4 miles round trip in 100 degree temps. Call me, wimpy, I don't care. Damn it all, anyway. :mad:
Oh, it gets better. I found a friend who gave me a ride and waited around a half hour for me at the pharmacy. Guess what? Medicaid wouldn't cover it! I need to get a prior authorization. The doctor obviously authorized the prescription - it was written in her own little hand. Now I have to get the pharmacy to fax the clinic, and then the clinic will send this prior authorization thing. So, IF THIS WORKS, I get to still either walk back down there or impose once more on my long suffering friend.
If this is what national health insurance is going to be like, they can keep it!
Oh, I know! I'm still in favor of universal health care, but government health care in the form of medicare/medicaid does leave much to be desired. I'm just frustrated today. And the heat just makes dealing with it all worse. (big sigh)
Been dealing with it for awhile now. I hope to all the tentacles of FSM that what I am dealing with is NOTHING like what is to come. I think it will be worse, but I'm praying its not. What I have seen so far is the utmost incompetence and lack of caring by 95% of the people I have dealt with in the system. The vast majority of the Govt. employees would not make it a week in a private company with the attitudes they have. The other 5% are friggin stars and I tell them so. I've made a list of them and try to get to them every time I need to deal with the system.
Everytime I start to get fed up, sooner or later I remember what I went through when I had zero health insurance. Even medicaid is better than that. At least now, I'm getting SOME treatment. I'm sure with some perserverance, I'll get it all untangled. But without my brain meds its very, very hard. To be fair, the pharmacies contributed to my problems today, as well as my clinic. It was one big cluster fuck, and medicaid was only one part of it.
I think I'm going to bed with a good detective novel tonight and forget about earlier today.
Well now my groove is scorched by the insinuation that such up-fucks ar due to universal healthcare. Since i moved to the US I have been mind-boggled by the amount of red-tape and money wasteage and -most irritatingly cliqueism/monopoly shit that goes on in the private health insurance world here. Sure, there's no waiting list for your life-saving surgery, but the surgeons will only take referrals from specialists within their "network" and the insurance companies will only approve surgeons and specialists within their network, and you can't go strqaight to the specialist, you need to be referred by your regular doctor, who would rather observe you for a while and have you come back for regular visits..... and when they finally refer you to the specialist who refers you to the sugeon, there's no waiting list per se, but they only operate when there's an X in the day. And then you have to pay a co-pay for the surgeon and another for the anaesthetist, and the bed, and the nurse, and the drugs, and the OR and the dressings, and the TP and......
You know why people in private healthcare are so nice and want to deal with you even though you're being an asshole? They're being paid a shitload more than they need to be. By you. Americans need to learn that sucking up X= great service. I won't hold my breath.
/oops political/xenophobic ranting shit
monster, you're awesome
Seconded.
my kitty loves me only when I am at teh computer.
I'm selling my kittehs.
350 bucks apiece, or two for a dollar fifty.
If I have posted this before, I apologize.
I love them, I really do, I'll never let them go...but GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR they are making me crazy.
...two for a dollar fifty.
you shore you don't mean "tree fiddy," -?
I don't know, do ya think? They're like hotcakes, I can't keep 'em on the shelves. Why are hotcakes on the shelves, anyway?
to keep the cats out of them?
My one kitty is sitting in my lap, trying to help me with my post. OK, here are her words of wisdom, letting her go now:
saioum,l32 fewteqy
I don't know what this means. Perhaps its a secret message to other cellar kitties? Or maybe its cat for "I want hotcakes!"
I will give the message to my kittehs, and see what their reaction is.
I believe the kittehs are uniting and there will be a coup!
Mrs L is not a movie person, but she was in the mood for a romantic comedy tonight. She went by the Redbox and grabbed
Up in the Air, because anything with George Clooney on the cover is a romantic comedy, right? Selfish guy finds the girl, changes life, gets the girl... yeah, that's the ticket.
Fuck no. That movie was complete dogshit depressing. I want those two hours back.
That movie was complete dogshit depressing. I want those two hours back.
Know what you mean. Went to see a French movie The Hedgehog the other night. I went in thinking it was going to be a French farce, but no. Came out feeling very bleak....not nearly as much as after something like Breaking the Waves (mid 1990s, Emily Watson), but still towards the 100% bleak end of the scale...
OMG did you have to mention Breaking the Waves?
Thanks. Not.
My husband. That is all. At least for now.
I know it seems obsessive but I can't explain the joy and contentment I get from watching Arsenal pass a silly ball around a patch of grass. I have not missed a single game in more than 4 years. I wait til the family is asleep and then watch my recorded games so Mrs L only laughs at my obsession.
Although I only pay $10/month for my sports package I now have a dilemma. A new internet/cable bundle is advertised with a different company right now. It would save my family @$120/month unfortunately I will lose access to 60% of Arsenal's games.
Doing the right thing fucking sucks sometimes.
Is there maybe an online solution? I would think a team as major as Arsenal might very well have streaming video of games available...
Good idea but that carries with it a couple problems. The broadcast rights issue for the games means most streams are low quality and unpredictable at the best of times and non-existent at the worst. Even the official club website can only offer text play by play during the games and then only highlights after the game.
I very purposefully stay away from the streaming though because many of the games are played when I should be working and I have self discipline issues so it would be very easy for me to blow off my job from 12-2 trying to catch a decent livestream and then the highlights until 2:30, then... No. That's why I only watch live games on Saturday or Sunday mornings with Lil Lookout or after the family is asleep for weekday games.
It's not really a lifechanging decision. Directv and internet are already in our budget but when the bundle option came up I saw the opportunity for significant savings and now I'm having a gutcheck. Smartguy says to save the money. Arsenal nutjob says screw the money, watch the games.
Can you save a similar amount somewhere else in the budget?
Stick with your plan if it's in your budget. These great deals rapidly become not so great. Also, try calling your current company and tell them you want to stay but your budget says leave, can they cut you a deal.....?
Ah crap, was it one of those little posts in a parking lot?
I was backing out of my driveway, and there was a van parked along the side of the street.... I thought I had accounted for all the cars going by, but I missed one. A 92 Lesabre. I clipped him as he went by.
everyone is ok, but his car is probably totalled.... just because it's only worth $2000 or so.
The good news is that his doors still work, the windows go up and down... and he'll get a check that will help him.. He's been unemployed for the last year and a half, and just got a job. I have to pay our deductible....
Uggghh - well at least everyone is ok. Sorry bro.
That's an improvement in the look of the LeSabre.
My lower right lip and chin area is numb from getting a cavity refilled today. It's pissing me off because I'm getting hungry and can't chow down like I want to. I'm slowly eating a sloppy joe right now.
Ben Doon and Phil MacCavity
A loaded U-Haul truck broke down less than a block from my destination... Waited 45+ minutes for the roadside assistance guy, who told me the fuel pump was busted. Waited an additional 45+ minutes for a tow truck, which towed the truck a block...waited patiently for me to unload everything into the driveway...and towed the damn thing away.
You're lucky you were that close, could have had to unload, load another truck, then unload again.
Yeah...and also lucky that we were on residential roads rather than a 6-lane highway or something. All in all it could have been a lot worse, but was still a monkey wrench in an already-tiring day.
Life goes on..
That would've scorched mine.
I bet you could contact U-Haul for a refund on the truck rental, at least.
I bet you could contact U-Haul for a refund on the truck rental, at least.
Yeah, they didn't charge me for the rental or gas used... but still for the mileage! Sunzabitches.
Well you got that last mile for free - right :eyebrow:
OMG did you have to mention Breaking the Waves?
Thanks. Not.
pat, pat, soothe, soothe. Did you want to talk about it?
I'm sure you could mollify him. ;)
I'm sure you could mollify him. ;)
Knew some of those recently bought tools for boatmaking would come in handy.
I ordered a replacement marker light for my car because my inspection is up today and I went outside to install it and the fucker sent me the incorrect side. AFTER me telling him about 7 times "The drivers side, the left side" and he sends me the right side.
I also have been grooving on Scott Joplin's Maple Leaf Rag lately and just read a short bio of him on wikipedia and was saddened to learn he died of tertiary syphilis. That kind of bummed my stone.
So feel free to mollify at will.
I thought there was a different thread for what's bumming your stone.
Do you have a rubber mallet? Maybe you can get that light to fit.
A couple of tubes of lexel caulk ought to make it stick. I think there is a stone bumming thread.
I might have to testify against a guy who I saw smack his girlfriend hard today. Fucker did it right in front of a youth group that included my daughter while they were making sandwiches for the needy. I don't know how it's going to play out. The girlfriend doesn't want to press charges, because she is used to it, but the church called the cops and and I think the church wants to prosecute him for whatever they can. Maybe disturbing the peace?
It seems to me that in some cases witnesses ought to be able to press charges. Especially in cases where dipshit guys hit girls.
You know, on some level, if she keeps going back to this guy, she is consenting to the way he is treating her, and if she's not going to press charges when she has two witnesses and an organization like a church community to back her up, who am I to step in? But once they bring that behavior out in front of innocent kids, it's not acceptable. My 8 year old son didn't need to see an adult, out of control, beating another adult. At church, for fuck's sake. Over sandwiches.
I slept poorly last night thinking about this. My kids who witnessed this are both OK. But it's still bugging me that they (and I) were exposed to that random pointless violence. At least the police were nice. It was kind of funny seeing the reverend going out to warmly great them in her blazing golden robe glittering in the sunlight as they pulled up in their cars. Surreal.
Isn't it the case that the police can press charges without the victim's consent? because victimns are often the subjects of mental abuse as well as physical and can feel hopelessly trapped and too afraid to press charges in case it all falls apart. If there were witnesses, I would think it's likely that he could be convicted without her testimony, and then maybe she will have a real opportunity to make a break.
I honestly don't know. I filled out a statement, gave them my contact information, and haven't heard anything since. I don't even know if they arrested the guy. We had a busy day yesterday and needed to be off to the next event. I'll probably find out later today what's going to happen next. If anything.
One thing that has me a little nervous is that the guy has a record. He was actually in for assault before. I don't know his details, but it might be a three strikes kind of situation, and this event I witnessed might put him away for a long time. I don't want to be sending anyone to prison for a long time, but at the same time, he is an asshole who assaulted a woman in public in front of a bunch of kids.
...this event I witnessed might put him away for a long time. I don't want to be sending anyone to prison for a long time, but at the same time, he is an asshole who assaulted a woman in public in front of a bunch of kids.
How would YOU be responsible? He deserves what HIS actions dictate.
I don't want to see anyone [go] to prison for a long time, but at the same time, he is an asshole who assaulted a woman in public in front of a bunch of kids.
Bold mine
And if he has three strikes it means he has had opportunities to deal with his anger management style. It's not as if this country opposes 12 step programs or other types of psychological help.
It's kind of like with dogs. When they get sick and need more than $75. worth of repair it is time to let them go and adopt a fresh one from a shelter.
Oh, you are both right. And I agree with you. I'll do it, if it comes to that, but I won't like it.
I know what you mean, but ... Perhaps you will like knowing that you are giving HER a chance to start a new life away from him.
What's seriously harshing my mellow today is taking the car in for its inspection and finding out that it needs about $500 worth of work, brakes, LED brake lights, tires (luckily it's nearly time for the snows)
F.U.C.K.
oh, foot, that truly does suck!
I feel for you...
Years ago we lived in a state that had an awful (corrupt) inspection program.
The first thing the mechanic did was scrape off the old (PASSED) sticker, then proceed with the inspection.
If they found anything you either paid the same shop do the repairs, or they put on a red (FAILED) sticker.
Driving with no sticker or a red one was an invitation for a traffic stop and citation.
Oregon's system is less intense and done at state inspection sites.
If the car fails, you can then go to a mechanic of your choice for repairs.
Much less chance for hanky-panky by the inspection+repair shops
$150 for a new LED light. WTF? Used are about $70. It's a bunch of LEDs FFS.
If you have an afternoon, doing a brake job yourself isn't all that hard. If you can build your own house, you can fix your brakes. Parts aren't all that expensive. Maybe $100 for new pads and rotors and supplies. I've seen various photo illustrated instructions all over the web.
Tools are minimal. A socket wrench set and a big c-clamp and block of wood.
What's seriously harshing my mellow today is taking the car in for its inspection and finding out that it needs about $500 worth of work, brakes, LED brake lights, tires (luckily it's nearly time for the snows)
F.U.C.K.
LEDs don't usually burn out. Are you sure it's not just a fuse or loose wire?
Yeah yeah, the guts of that LED light, the high-intensity LEDs, will be fine. There's probably just a short in it somewhere I wager.
Yeah, it's *just* a wiring problem somewhere. That should be easy to fix. Once you find it.
Well, I've done brakes a few times before, but right now, I really don't have the time and to try that would end up "costing" more than taking the hit. Six of one...
The LED is getting plenty of power, apparently what happens with these is a controller (probably a circuit) in the light assembly goes bad. I'm sure it is just a few molecules of solder that got some condensation on it...
Had I not driven the hell out of the car, it would still be under its 10year/100k mile warranty. But it's up at 145k now.
I feel for you...
Years ago we lived in a state that had an awful (corrupt) inspection program.
The first thing the mechanic did was scrape off the old (PASSED) sticker, then proceed with the inspection.
If they found anything you either paid the same shop do the repairs, or they put on a red (FAILED) sticker.
Driving with no sticker or a red one was an invitation for a traffic stop and citation.
That's strange, most states using that method allow you 30 days on a failed sticker. During that time you can fix it yourself, or at the garage of your choice, then get it reinspected.
I honestly don't know. I filled out a statement, gave them my contact information, and haven't heard anything since. I don't even know if they arrested the guy. We had a busy day yesterday and needed to be off to the next event. I'll probably find out later today what's going to happen next. If anything.
One thing that has me a little nervous is that the guy has a record. He was actually in for assault before. I don't know his details, but it might be a three strikes kind of situation, and this event I witnessed might put him away for a long time. I don't want to be sending anyone to prison for a long time, but at the same time, he is an asshole who assaulted a woman in public in front of a bunch of kids.
I just found out the other witness was just subpoenaed to give testimony at a December 20th trial. I expect to get a subpoena any day now. Nobody has called me though, since I gave my statement to the cops who responded.
I'm over feeling nervous about this. I'll testify and what happens happens. Out of my hands.
But for a couple nights there, I slept like shit.
my left armpit.
it sweats. why just my left!?
Your armpit troll probably died.
slacker is probably napping.
what's an armpit troll again?
Give me a replacement for "trusting you to pull out in time" and I'll clear that up.
Thank you sir. An armpit troll is a meme I came up with @ 5:13pm 11/10/10
you win this time, griff....... this tiiiiime
my left armpit.
it sweats. why just my left!?
This is leading to a Right Guard joke, isn't it?
my left armpit.
it sweats. why just my left!?
Do you use Right Guard?
whoops, just saw HLJ's comment
I stained/sealed the deck and the two different cans very evidently contain entirely different types and colors of stain. I was hoping they'd look more similar as they dried, but no, they don't. yes, i should have "mixed them" but I wasn't entirely sure I'd even need the second can...... and I thought it would just be a slight shade difference at worst. wrong. (They are the same brand, same color, but a couple of years apart... the 3/4 can left from last time wasn't quite enough....) the old one is darker and shiny, the new one is light and matt.
groove scorched. but at least the fucker's ready for winter, even if it looks horrible. (The join is weird because I worked so as to do the bit the cats use most first, while I was there to defend it, and then i did the farthest bits and worked in towards the door.....)
it's really fucked up.
There's that pesky old learning curve for the sadder, but wiser, monster...
srsly, when yu take all precautions, there's never a problem. it gets old....
What Feetz said
My mother (the Artist) Literally painted her self into a corner once ,
She was Painting the floor of her store , got Stuck for , well a Few Hours
And laughed about it later !!!
So dont feel bad Monster , it happens to the Best of us
1) my sacro-iliac joint hurts - but only on the right side.
2) my restless leg syndrome - still no medicine
3) insomnia!
the trifecta!!
(They're supposed to be the same freaking product, though, just updated cans. liars. mumble. And the second one most certainly isn't the same color as the test chip. mutter)
Maybe the leftover can didn't get shaken up when it was used the first time?
nah, it did. and it looks the same as last time too. the new stuff sucks. as does my leaving it so late in the season as to take stupid risks in order to make sure it gets done in the appropriate temeperature and weather. But at least it's weather-proofed and maybe by the time the snow melts and the sun's been on it a little, we won't be able to tell.... maybe.....
just put a big rug over it
My spouse is going into one of her doom spirals and acting out, acting passive aggressive and manipulative. The biggest problem with that behavior is that is comes out during crisis times when the exact opposite behavior would be most helpful to solving the crisis.
She's fortunate to have someone who understands that. You both are actually.
Yesterday I found out that my enhanced CRB check (Criminal Records Bureau I think) could still be 10 weeks in coming.
I can't start paid work at the school until it does, so I am stuck pretending to be looking for work in order to claim.
I know - I should be grateful to be getting any income, but after all I spent my time on benefits (after I was signed off as fit for work) volunteering precisely to get a job in this field - I've not been lounging about watching Maury, eating pizza and getting stoned.
Although I should probably have been getting toned...
Thinking my CRB might come through any day (before I was disabused of this notion) I've been spending my "jobseeking" time looking for work that will fit in and around my new job when I start it.
I have to attend the Job Centre every Monday with written proof that I am applying for work and attending interviews you see.
So I applied for a weekend job delivering hot food to elderly and mentally ill patients for approx 4 hours each Saturday and Sunday.
Having looked into it, as the money I earn is less than the benefit, I will be part-paid.
So I am paid by the company and then the department of Work and Pensions then tops it up so I am not out of pocket for working.
I get £5 (a fortnight I think) for being back in work.
I am not annoyed by this - although it will feel like I'm working for free!
I am annoyed that the bloody paperwork required for pretty much anyone working with people takes so bloody long to come through.
This new company will still have to obtain a CRB for me, as the people I am visiting are vulnerable and in the majority of cases I will have their KEYSAFE NUMBERS! Which means should I choose, I could walk into any of their houses any time I fancy.
But they will allow me to double-up while I am training (ie go out accompanied to learn the routes) and still pay me.
In light of all the Tory rhetoric spewed about dole-scum and scroungers, you'd think anything that gets people off their lazy fat arses and into paid work would be fast-tracked.
They're fast enough to swoop down on people suspected of benefit fraud after all (oh, not those avoiding tax - that's canny accounting, despite the fact it denies the country much more than fradulent claims...)
I haven't been offered the job yet.
And if I do I'll take it like a shot.
I prefer to work and this looks ideal (I'll address the fact I haven't driven in 3 years at a later date!)
It'll mean an extra £150 a month once I start work.
But in the meantime I just wanted to moan about being in limbo solely due to red tape.
The End.
So ... you can't work at the school where you have been working for months until you get a CRB. So in the meantime you take up another job ... for which you also need a CRB, so you won't be working alone and so won't be making much difference in terms of service (meal) delivery, which makes perfect sense 'cause you're not benefiting financially from doing all this anyway.
This is a bit silly, isn't it? Still, you're working, you're getting some money, and even though these don't connect in the normal way, it's probably best to just smile and play along.
Really it Is good news.
my left armpit.
it sweats. why just my left!?
[COLOR="Red"]Hey, Jim--it's because we're special! [/COLOR]
(don't know why that's happened to you -- can tell you why only my left one sweats tho -- scar tissue covers the right pit)I need to be richer.
there are several houses on the market that I really must have.
Dammit!
Goddamn Nissan.
they leaked a $500 Holiday cash rebate to us today that doesn't start until Fucking Friday. Now I have to do double paperwork all goddamn week so they can give this rebate to people right away. shit piss and corruption.
you can send mine to my home address. :)
Just put a Santa hat on while you do it and ho ho ho a lot.
Some little shit stole two of my magnetic flame decals off my car overnight. i hope they cut their fingers on them.
Sat in the waiting room at the doctor's office for a goddamn hour before it was time to go pick up my daughter, so I had to reschedule. They called my name as I was walking out the door. Groove = scorched.
Conversely, my shoulder surgeon saw me almost immediately, gave me a steroid injection on my other bad shoulder and instead of the pain going away, it got much worse.
Just found out that my 23-4 yr old nephew is in the process of Packing up my Dead beat sister and Moving her and her Other 2 sons Closer to him so he can take of them
I might have to testify against a guy who I saw smack his girlfriend hard today. Fucker did it right in front of a youth group that included my daughter while they were making sandwiches for the needy. I don't know how it's going to play out. The girlfriend doesn't want to press charges, because she is used to it, but the church called the cops and and I think the church wants to prosecute him for whatever they can. Maybe disturbing the peace?
I got a subpoena a few weeks ago, and today was the dude's trial. I showed up at the courthouse to testify, but didn't have to. The bad guy didn't realize that I and another witness were going to be testifying against him, and when he learned that, he entered a guilty plea. I'm not sure what the charge is. I never had to set foot in the courtroom.
They will sentence him in a month, and he may be going back to jail.
I'm glad it worked out this way. So this really belongs in the making me happy thread. To top it all off, I learned that I don't have to use leave. My employer will treat this like jury duty and pay me, since I was subpoenaed.
The bad guy didn't realize that I and another witness were going to be testifying against him
Mona Lisa Vito: Don't you wanna know why Trotter gave you his files?
Vinny Gambini: I told you why already.
Mona Lisa Vito: He has to, by law, you're entitled. It's called disclosure, you dickhead! He has to show you everything, otherwise it could be a mistrial. He has to give you a list of all his witnesses, you can talk to all his witnesses, he's not allowed any surprises.
[Vinny has a blank look on his face]
Mona Lisa Vito: They didn't teach you that in law school either?
Mona Lisa Vito: Don't you wanna know why Trotter gave you his files?
Vinny Gambini: I told you why already.
Mona Lisa Vito: He has to, by law, you're entitled. It's called disclosure, you dickhead! He has to show you everything, otherwise it could be a mistrial. He has to give you a list of all his witnesses, you can talk to all his witnesses, he's not allowed any surprises.
[Vinny has a blank look on his face]
Mona Lisa Vito: They didn't teach you that in law school either?
Maybe his public defender wasn't sharing that info with him, or didn't look at the case file until the morning.
Ugh. You know it's winter when you give up on the lotions and just start applying the tube of chapstick directly to your knuckles.
Ugh. You know it's winter when you give up on the lotions and just start applying the tube of chapstick directly to your knuckles.
tried bag balm?
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bag_BalmWhy do people who own really loud motorcycles have to rev them up over and over before they finally get going on them? There are a few in my neighborhood and they scorch my groove regularly. There's one who likes to race his bike at night back and forth down my street - I'm getting the feeling that maybe he doesn't have license for it. Are these people not aware of how much they are irritating their neighbors? I'm thinking that they are really just showing off. "Hey! Look how loud my bike is! Am I tough or what!"
Why do people who own really loud motorcycles have to rev them up over and over before they finally get going on them?
Because they want you to come out and watch them and notice just how large their package is.
Rain, Rain, Rain, Rain, Rain, Rain, Rain, Rain,Rain, Rain, Rain, Rain, Rain, Rain, Rain, Rain, Rain, Rain, Rain, Rain, Rain, Rain, Rain, Rain, Rain, Rain, Rain, Rain, Rain, Rain, Rain, Rain, Rain, Rain, Rain, Rain, Rain, Rain, Rain, Rain, Rain, Rain, Rain, Rain, Rain, Rain, Rain, Rain, etc :thepain:
Why do people who own really loud motorcycles have to rev them up over and over before they finally get going on them? There are a few in my neighborhood and they scorch my groove regularly. There's one who likes to race his bike at night back and forth down my street - I'm getting the feeling that maybe he doesn't have license for it. Are these people not aware of how much they are irritating their neighbors? I'm thinking that they are really just showing off. "Hey! Look how loud my bike is! Am I tough or what!"
Why do little shorts-sprayin' geek boys put something on their car that makes the car sound like a really old crappy Moped? They oughta just put playing cards in the spokes.
It's a younger version of
look at me look at me (see Pico's post above) attention whoring for those even less mature than the old and hairy attention whores. It all amounts to this :jagoff: (with a pinch of stupidity and a modicum of hillbilly and a need for something to compensate for a tiny penis.)
Rain, Rain, Rain, Rain, Rain, Rain, Rain, Rain,Rain, Rain, Rain, Rain, Rain, Rain, Rain, Rain, Rain, Rain, Rain, Rain, Rain, Rain, Rain, Rain, Rain, Rain, Rain, Rain, Rain, Rain, Rain, Rain, Rain, Rain, Rain, Rain, Rain, Rain, Rain, Rain, Rain, Rain, Rain, Rain, Rain, Rain, Rain, Rain, etc :thepain:
not "scorching" exactly... drowning is closer... ugh.
I've been waiting for the other shoe to drop since Tuesday night.
On my way home after work at 10:30 at night, I was stuck in traffic behind an accident on 676. sat for 10 minutes dead still. then it cleared. just like that. passed over a pile of cat litter or something where the accident had been, but saw no cars. Just cops on the shoulder. great. Off we go. ..... and then we stop!
well, most of us did. I stopped slightly less quickly than the car in front of me, unfortunately. I rear ended an old Taurus with a family of 4 in it. goddamn it.
air bag didn't go off, it didn't hurt.... and I couldn't even tell where I had hit her car. (funny, they live in a trailer park right near Honey Brook where jinx and I had our first apartment)... but my car ( the fucking Juke I was so enjoying) lost 90% of it's power... it felt like i had the clutch in 2/3 of the way, but it's an auto trans.
I limped it onto the shoulder, got out and went to see if everyone was ok. The little girl in the back seat had a bump on her head, but said she was ok. (they wound up taking her to Children's Hosp as a precaution anyway) A philly cop rolled up just then, but they were transporting a prisoner, and it was State Po Po juris anyway, so they called State Police to respond. They just happened to be about 1/4 mile back up the road, so they were right there in a hurry. I looked at my car, and the damage looked negligible there too... but I was not going to try driving it with 10% power on the Schuylkill Expressway, so they called a tow truck. He also arrived very quickly. I guess I finally made the traffic report on KYW... they had to close the east bound ramp to 76 for about 20 minutes.
Now, apparently, 'get this car off the highway' translates to 'take it to the PPA lot in South Philly' ...and tell the stupid prick that wrecked it to get out of the tow truck and come back for the car tomorrow.
I was surprised. I'm like.. Ok, now what? and dude says... 'well, you call someone to come get you.' ...The little building there is dark and closed, and this area is basically abandoned at night.
SO.... at 11:30pm, I'm standing near Oregon and Columbus ave waiting to be rescued. I wonder what happens to a little old lady that has no friends, or cell phone? My ride got there 5 minutes later because I had been in touch from just after the accident... but damn. that's cold hearted, dawg.
anyway, it took my service department 3 tries to get the paperwork and $check amount right in order to retrieve the car from the parking authority. Finally got my dealer tag and phone charger back on Friday, and today they got it up on a lift and determined that although it didn't LOOK too bad, it is pretty fucked up under there. I was hoping to get the car back and for the damage to be less than $1000.... but no such luck. One more thing coming out of my already paltry take home pay.
I keep telling myself that it could have been much worse. No one was hurt, and all that... so I'm lucky, right? RIGHT?
worst part was that it ruined my plans with my kids the next day as I had to go to work and get a new car to drive.
I'm glad you're OK Jim.
That sucks though. $1000!
yeah... i just got done paying for that altima I cracked up last summer. [/dumbass]
I'm glad you're OK, and that everyone else is OK.
Speaking as a commuter, does your job offer safe driving lessons?
Dang, that sucks. Sorry man. I am glad you're okay though.
I'm glad you're OK, and that everyone else is OK.
Speaking as a commuter, does your job offer safe driving lessons?
lol... no, sadly, they don't.
you've seen my commute, right? this happened right where this clip starts (at 5:33 to be precise), but coming the opposite direction.
[YOUTUBE]-MUvPdTX15Q&start=330[/YOUTUBE]
that video was shot on a 4th July 2010, and there's no traffic. This happened at 10:30 at night on my way home after working 13.5 hours. Might be that my reaction time was a little slow. It's funny, in my minds eye, I can see the brake lights of the car in front of the Taurus I hit shining through the windows of the Taurus. I'm wondering if maybe, their brake lights were not functioning. I didn't notice it at the time, and after rear ending her, it would have been hard to say if that was the reason I hit her. Fact is, I did. so it's my fault. After 7 years of driving this commute, you'd think this would have happened by now. They call the road the 'Sure Kill' for a reason.
I understand that. A little sensitive today...this morning's commute was really bad. Maybe visibility to just the car ahead of you. Then there are those who want to ride on your ass (failure to assure clear distance) and I try to leave some space between me and a car in front of only so someone in an all fire hurry can jump into that space and stop and go with the rest of us. There were (again) a bunch of accidents again this morning and I've had a headache all day.
The construction zone fix is a long-term thing that they are doing to fix "malfunction junction." The thing is, when the retaining walls start pushing everyone into two lanes, the impatient people act like it's everyone else's fault...and often cause those accidents. There's nowhere to go.
I understand too that there are "accidents." Like I said, I'm rethinking my entire routine right now, so sick of the commute I am.
I didn't want to cast aspersions on you...maybe just a reminder to everyone that the life you save may be your own. Or mine. Or my nieces or nephews.
I really am glad you're OK. I hope you know that.
I'm just :( and :zzz:
ah, see.. I thought you were just breaking my balls.
On that road, like you said above, if you stay back to a safe distance, some asshole will run up the right lane, and jam into the space anyway, so you're forced to follow at a 1 second margin. I've been doing it for 7 years, like I said, and have had a couple close calls.. but these cars stopped freaking DEAD. The lady I hit said she thought she was going to hit the car in front of her, but just missed it. I didn't hit hard enough to push her into it either.
I'm glad I'm OK, too. Thanks for that...and to glatt and clobble too.
Ugh. Do you ever get sick of it?
I seem to have lost some fearlessness. Maybe it's just the past few weeks with the rain and stuff, but I keep wondering if it's even worth it. (See $6 gas prices thread.)
I don't break balls, but I might bust your chops. ;)
Jim, that sucks so hard about the car but I AM VERY GLAD that you (and the others) are ok.
oh, yeah... i get sick of it. I used to have a real good reason to do what I do.
I just saw the initial estimate. $5990. gawd.
thanks bri!
Glad it was only stuff and not folks.
I am glad you are alright Jim.
The Sure-kill is renowned for being a car eater. Sorry Jim. Time to look into that organic d*pe operation?
Sorry to hear that Jim. What you going to do now to get to work?
Thanks again...
merc, I went Wednesday and took another demo. Altima. kind of boring after driving the Juke, but entirely comfortable and practical. I kind of feel guilty about it... crack up their car, and just ...go get a new one! no sweat!
The bin Laden threads are scorching my groove. Career professionals in the military and intelligence communities finally got the job done, but the wacko leftists and rightists on this board want to assign credit to their belief systems and parties. Great, party before country. :mad:
Scorching my groove: slaps on the wrist from a high and mighty obtuse son of a beach.
Oh, and I agree about the bin laden threads.
ALWAYs it's been party before country. Don't you remember all the crap when Obama got elected? "I hope he fails and we all stand in bread lines and people die by the thousands and thousands so I can say 'I told you so'"
Don't you remember all the crap when Obama got elected? "I hope he fails and we all stand in bread lines and people die by the thousands and thousands so I can say 'I told you so'"
I don't remember any of that. In fact, I remember quite the opposite - except for a minuscule % of extremists.
...ALWAYs it's been party before country. Don't you remember all the crap when Obama got elected? "I hope he fails and we all stand in bread lines and people die by the thousands and thousands so I can say 'I told you so'"
Probably closely correlated to the significant percentage of Republicans who think Obama is a socialist out to destroy the country (and take away your guns), is not a US citizen or, to a lesser extent, is a Muslim or the anti-Christ.
Probably closely correlated to the significant percentage of Republicans who think Obama is a socialist out to destroy the country, is not a US citizen or, to a lesser extent, is a Muslim or the anti-Christ.
Yes, that correlation seems to exist. ;) Oh, it was rampant. People really wanted us to crash and burn. Their own form of 'patriotism.' Makes me barfy.
I like this article:
http://www.cnn.com/2011/OPINION/05/02/frum.binladen.obama/DAMMIT!
It's been raining for several months now. It's as green as Ireland out there and as moist as Water World.
AND SO IS MY FREAKING BASEMENT!!!!!!!!!!!
ARrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrGH! It won't stop f*cking raining long enough for any G-D thing to dry the f_ck UP. AGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHH!
Check it:
DAYTON -- With dry weather in the forecast through tomorrow it looks like this April will remain number 2 on the list of the wettest months of April.
As of Friday morning we had received 8.72" , about 1/2" short of the record of 9.2" set in 1996.
Here is some more information regarding our rainfall totals for the year:
Since January 1st- 18.87"... That puts us 6.93" above average for the year.
At this time last year , we had received 9.21" since January 1 , 2010.
It is interesting that we have had nearly as much rain this April as we did during the first 4 months of 2010.
I hear ya, Brianna. Here it has been the coldest wettest April in recorded history.
bleurgh.
Today, it's 60 degrees in the house. Screw that. I'm cranking up the thermostat.
HAhahahahhaha. 60 is what I kept my house at all winter. ;)
When it's raining as much as it has been, I always wish we had a huge buried cistern. With the runoff from the neighbor's roof (Which is aimed at our property line,) and the runoff from our own roof, we could store enough water to get us through the driest of summers.
Cisterns are pretty cheap to put in, about $1000 for a 1500 gallon one and a few hours of excavating and some grass seed, a pump. You could do it all for under 2 grand, I bet. How much is water going for? (What's the ROI?)
When the water wars come, you won't care about the ROI.
Hey cistern, go cistern, soul cistern, flow cistern
Hey cistern, go cistern, soul cistern, go cistern
I always wondered what they were saying.
What about the part:
Fooly fool catching a sick swan, Cezanne!
Fooly fool catching a sick swan, Cezanne!
What does it MEAN?????????
Right now, the Cellar is scorching my groove.
I am so tired of seeing rational people attempting to discuss something in an adult fashion and just getting shat on from a great height before leaving in disgust or dismay.
Another one bites the dust.
Settle down Dana bo bana. :) It'll be ok.
Right now, the Cellar is scorching my groove.
I am so tired of seeing rational people attempting to discuss something in an adult fashion and just getting shat on from a great height before leaving in disgust or dismay.
:yesnod:
casi, your smiley is making me feel a little bit nauseous...far out, can't remember how to spell the word. lol
There should be a wise, sage looking nodding head as well...(hmm, but that too would make you feel nauseous in the current circumstances).
Hmmm...maybe, but maybe not. You just never can tell. Sometimes it's the colour even.
Settle down Dana bo bana. :) It'll be ok.
Ali, please don't do that. Its seriously condescending. Dana has a quite righteous point there.
Thanks Pico, the support is much appreciated :)
That said, I didn't take offence at Ali's comment. I don't think it was intended as anything other than a light-hearted reassurance.
Thanks Pico, the support is much appreciated :)
That said, I didn't take offence at Ali's comment. I don't think it was intended as anything other than a light-hearted reassurance.
That's really good of you Dana. I only piped up because I agree with you. There's a trend in this community to shut up certain voice's by invalidating their message. I'm not saying that's what Alianthia was doing, but maybe without realizing it, she was enabling it.
... There's a trend in this community to shut up certain voice's by invalidating their message.
Amen to that.
I'm weary of it all.
Ali, please don't do that. Its seriously condescending. Dana has a quite righteous point there.
... There's a trend in this community to shut up certain voice's by invalidating their message...
?
What about the part:
Fooly fool catching a sick swan, Cezanne!
Fooly fool catching a sick swan, Cezanne!
What does it MEAN?????????
?
I guess I'll never know what it means. :(
?
exactly
a couple more exactly s and we'll all be in agreement
I guess I'll never know what it means. :(
Assuming you really don't know:
Voulez vous coucher avec moi, ce soir.
Which according to the babel fish is:
Please lie down with me, this evening.
;)
I really knew. Besides the fact that I think everyone knows I did take French in HS and college. :)
I thought my version of the words was hilarious. But, I often find myself amazingly amusing. :lol:
;)
I thought my version of the words was hilarious. But, I often find myself amazingly amusing. :lol:
To be precise: Amazingly, you often find yourself amusing! /thompson
As always, I thought my rendition had a certain poetic quality to it.
Or: to it, I attributed, poetically...a quality rendered.
Who be thompson?
Don't they make machine guns?
So this'd be what? Rapid-fire humor?
My turn to crack myself up. :D
Don't make me get the paperclip guy out again! :lol:
Voulez vous coucher avec moi, ce soir.
Grav-elfish translation:
"Would you like to speak with my coochie tonight?"
I had a big fat hamburger all mashed out and ready to cook, right there on the top shelf of the fridge, couldn't miss it.
What's scorching my groove:
Someone ate the last hamburger bun.
:mad2:
Who be thompson?
One of the thompsons (Thompson and Thomson) from Tintin
Never saw that before. Is that two different guys? They spell the name differently, too.
Oh, just looked it up. Two different guys, two different names.
The picture looks vaguely familiar though, so I must have seen it somewhere before.
Never read Tintin and you studied Frentch?
srsly?
NO-ONE IS ANSWERING THEIR PHONES!
Please.
Someone just give me a number I can call as a one-off.
I'd just like to talk for a few minutes.
Yours needily,
Fridae
Never read Tintin and you studied Frentch?
srsly?
Yeah, I don't know. My teachers must have wanted us to be at a level above, like, comics. :eyebrow:
Yeah, srsly. Why is that so weird? We had to converse and stuff.
That's like "Dude, you totally studied Spanish and you never watched Dora the Explorer? Srsly?"
;)
Just to be precise, it looks like you can attach images just fine.
TinTin is Belgian anyway.
But in Foot's defence it was often used as a way to encourage children in grammer, because they absorbed it naturally while following the action in the pictures.
Yeah, I don't know. My teachers must have wanted us to be at a level above, like, comics. :eyebrow:
Yeah, srsly. Why is that so weird? We had to converse and stuff.
That's like "Dude, you totally studied Spanish and you never watched Dora the Explorer? Srsly?"
;)
No, it totally isn't.
Tintin was well hardcore with histosry and shit. innit?
[youtube]m4QDz3c3Auw&start=37s[/youtube]
You have until 22.00 (GMT)
About 30 mins.
If I do not have a number to call you on by then, you will not get a phone call.
You have been warned.
xxx
Just to be precise, it looks like you can attach images just fine.
I'm all into Firefox now
Well, perhaps by high school and college, they didn't think we needed little pictures.
Remember, this is America...we don't learn languages until your college-bound curriculum forces you to.
And quit being all smarty-pants culture man, foot. Grrrrrrrrrrr. I know a couple things. Or two.
You have until 22.00 (GMT)
About 30 mins.
If I do not have a number to call you on by then, you will not get a phone call.
You have been warned.
xxx
She wasn't fuckin' around. My phone didn't ring.
Somebody better get that girl some digits.
Cheeky. Shoulda gived me yours.
Watching clips on YouTube now and crying because no-one wanted to talk to me.
You have until 22.00 (GMT)
About 30 mins.
If I do not have a number to call you on by then, you will not get a phone call.
You have been warned.
xxx
not BST?
is it 23:05 now? or 22:05? by the clock you are using. I'm all confused. It's 6 here so it's 11 there, I know that. But I see you still online!
I only just got in from school, can't blame me.
Yeah, I don't know. My teachers must have wanted us to be at a level above, like, comics. :eyebrow:
Yeah, srsly. Why is that so weird? We had to converse and stuff.
That's like "Dude, you totally studied Spanish and you never watched Dora the Explorer? Srsly?"
;)
Hmm...it's cultural? I know Tin Tin. I would use comics in a language class. Infinite Monkey, did you learn French in college? Perhaps that's the reason why you weren't introduced to French comics. Come to think of it, I can't recall where I was introduced to Tin Tin.
Ali, please don't do that. Its seriously condescending. Dana has a quite righteous point there.
Yes that righteous point has been posted all over the place and by the time I read that post of Dana's I was simply trying to lighten the mood a bit.
Geez Pico, this is the second time you've said exactly the same thing to one of my posts and the second time the person I was responding to said they knew I was joking.
I don't make comments like that to people who I believe wouldn't get what my meaning was.
WTF is it ok for others to crack jokes here there and everywhere, but when I do it someone has to be offended???
eta: sorry for the tail post, but I was sleeping while this discussion was going on.
Hmm...it's cultural? I know Tin Tin. I would use comics in a language class. Infinite Monkey, did you learn French in college? Perhaps that's the reason why you weren't introduced to French comics. Come to think of it, I can't recall where I was introduced to Tin Tin.
Probably from some totally cool, and with it person.
Oh well. I must have dreamed two years of french in hs and two terms in college. I can't have done it, I don't know the cartoons.
Now are you oh so worldly ones done trying to point out my cultural ineptitude, or is Dudley Do-right on? I want to learn more about (aboot, I think?) Canadian culture.
Yes that righteous point has been posted all over the place and by the time I read that post of Dana's I was simply trying to lighten the mood a bit.
Geez Pico, this is the second time you've said exactly the same thing to one of my posts and the second time the person I was responding to said they knew I was joking.
I don't make comments like that to people who I believe wouldn't get what my meaning was.
WTF is it ok for others to crack jokes here there and everywhere, but when I do it someone has to be offended???
eta: sorry for the tail post, but I was sleeping while this discussion was going on.
Ali, I spoke up because I didn't want Dana's protest to be taken lightly.
Fair enough Pico. I haven't taken it lightly. I've also expressed my opinions and hope that Jill will not leave.
Ultimately it's her choice though. Most of us have had to deal with one or more posters giving us a hard time at some stage or another. I guess we all just have to live and learn and decide what's best for ourselves in the end.
No hard feelings. :)
Yeah, I don't know. My teachers must have wanted us to be at a level above, like, comics. :eyebrow:
Yeah, srsly. Why is that so weird? We had to converse and stuff.
That's like "Dude, you totally studied Spanish and you never watched Dora the Explorer? Srsly?"
;)
Also, they didn't have Dora the Explora when I was in school. They barely even had written language back then, but they did have Tin Tin translated into Spanish.
Would you look at that? I buried the lead. ;)
(paraphrase of Albert Brooks' character in Broadcast News)
Never read Tintin and you studied Frentch?
srsly?
Yeah, I don't know. My teachers must have wanted us to be at a level above, like, comics. :eyebrow:
Yeah, srsly. Why is that so weird? We had to converse and stuff.
That's like "Dude, you totally studied Spanish and you never watched Dora the Explorer? Srsly?"
;)
Hmm...it's cultural? I know Tin Tin. I would use comics in a language class. Infinite Monkey, did you learn French in college? Perhaps that's the reason why you weren't introduced to French comics. Come to think of it, I can't recall where I was introduced to Tin Tin.
Oh well. I must have dreamed two years of french in hs and two terms in college. I can't have done it, I don't know the cartoons.
Now are you oh so worldly ones done trying to point out my cultural ineptitude, or is Dudley Do-right on? I want to learn more about (aboot, I think?) Canadian culture.
Also, they didn't have Dora the Explora when I was in school. They barely even had written language back then, but they did have Tin Tin translated into Spanish.
Surprise.
It's raining again today.
Surprise.
It's raining again today.
You live in Seattle and it's not June, yet.
It's #@$%%& HOT and humid out there today. After nearly six weeks of straight rain, the heat comes to scorch not only my groove but my ass, too.
Can't do nothin' out there. It's totally ridiculous.
That's why the cost of living is so reasonable here.
It's #@$%%& HOT and humid out there today. After nearly six weeks of straight rain, the heat comes to scorch not only my groove but my ass, too.
Can't do nothin' out there. It's totally ridiculous.
That's why the cost of living is so reasonable here.
I thought about you yesterday Bri. We not only live fairly close, our views on the weather are almost identical.
I had a vacation day, and was running around town getting things done. As soon as I put the lid down on my car, Sheryl Crow is on the radio singing "I Want to Soak Up the Sun" and it was AWESOME. Cruise here, cruise there, wind in my hair, sun on my face, singing...
I pulled up to get a car wash (too hot to do by hand as I had jeans on) but I almost passed out and died trying to get the automatic bill thingy to take my last two dollars. They were nice crispy dollars too. Sweat pouring down my face (I'd already prepared and had the lid back up) and back. Just from a couple minutes.
So I finally got my dollars to work, cranked up the A/C, got my car washed, then left. I didn't put the lid back down because I needed it to dry.
Needless to say, the rest of my errands were run with the lid up.
You're right: from crazy freaking snow to crazy freaking rain to crazy freaking 85 temps with 5 billion percent humidity.
And I'm down an A/C in my bedroom, completely broken, and the kitchen one isn't sounding too healthy.
So I was glad to see your post and know I'm not the only one. ;)
Used to be that this type of weather was what I nearly died waiting for. I couldn't wait for it to get hot. Now all I want is for it to be nice enough so that I can keep the windows open in my house. Warm with refreshing breezes.
Huh.
Yeah, when I was in HS/College it didn't bother me at all. And we NEVER had any kind of A/C in our house back then.
Of course, after a long day in the fields there was always the city pool, or even the slip and slide in the backyard.
Or going to the movies for the air-conditioning. Yeah I remember. :D
what is this "air conditioning" you speak of?
what is this "air conditioning" you speak of?
pc term for farting
got a "thanks, but no thanks" email from the outfit that granted me an interview a couple weeks ago.
*sigh*
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Definitely keep your chin up V. Before you know it, okay, maybe a little longer, you'll be back in the game!
Now what's scorching my skinny white ass us that, ironically V, my new job. Not my job per se but the dude that has my tools from when the disaster happened. My fishing gear too. Been trying to get it back for a year now on and off and now i NEED my tools and the sob won't answer my calls. Now he just sends them to vm. ffs. And to boot auto correct can kiss my lilly white ass too! You spell out a word such as "is ". It gives you "us". Ffs if i type the damn word make that the word i typed. Damn I'm bitchy. Either I'm tired as all get out (most likely) or I'm going through male pms. Prolly both.
Thanks Griff, Dana, plt!
I'm not dead yet... yet.
anyhow, plt, for you, I have nothing to offer to get your tools back. I do however have something that might make you laugh.
Damn you auto correct is insanely funny. Enjoy, but swallow your beer first.
Lmao V! I have seem that. Shall the link here somewhere. In fact....new thread coming. For smartphone only...
today might as well should have been Monday. so i'm working on a panel getting ready to power it up with 120v (the main breaker and panel is 208v) but since there were no 2 pole breakers i could get away with 120v for testing purposes. my coworker gives me a 120v power cord that is rigged up in such a way to bolt it into the thermal magnetic circuit breaker which has 3 legs. i'll try and take a pic to clarify tomorrow. anyway, the branch leg wires were not big enough and when i went to tighten it down one of the lugs passed through and came unthreaded on the inside of the lug compartment in so which stripping out not only the lug but the allen head screw too. can someone please answer this: why do they make these lugs out of aluminum?? i digress. so before lunch i had removed and disassembled the main breaker and started trying to figure out how to unfuck myself. one of my coworkers went to the warehouse to see if we had an extra one. we didn't. so the super comes along after lunch and starts messing with the lug. eventually he got it and i put the breaker back together. so i shitcan the three 120v leads and go to the warehouse armed with hand cable cutters in search of the biggest cable i can find. #1/0 maybe #2/0 (about as big around as my index finger without insulation.) so rather than take my time and circum saw/cut the cable i'm in a hurry because of the time lost repairing the breaker so i clamp down on that sucker and give it all i've got. right when the cutters snipped through i pinched the side of my left index finger so hard that meat shot out like a zit. new cuss words were invented at the same time i looked at my finger in awe. right now it only looks like a small knick. at the time when meat was hanging out of it and blood leaking everywhere it was a little different. so here i am trying to cover up my bad fuck-up of the day. i sucked the blood to keep it from getting on the floor then i cup my fingers back into the palm of my hand and calmly walk to the restroom to patch it up. ultimately i went back to the warehouse and cut the other two leads, taking my time of course. only while cutting the second lead i notice that i was once again bleeding everywhere again so i rebandaged it and went on about my duties. and yes, that phase of the panel checkout was completed. what a day. i'm now at the track safe and sound behind the counter. ol' ron is working a 2 hour walk in party thank god because sure as shit with the day i'm having? i have no business in the pit today. i'd break a leg or foot or worse for sure.
right when the cutters snipped through i pinched the side of my left index finger so hard that meat shot out like a zit.
Hey! I've done that! Good times.
Aluminum appeases the bean-counter gods. You can also get the added benefit of corrosion. :)
why do they make these lugs out of aluminum??
Heat dispersion
Oh and Sorry Bout yer finger ( NOT !!! ;) )
here, filthy:
...a few paragraph breaks for you ;)
here, filthy:
...a few paragraph breaks for you ;)
*chuckles*
I read Philthy's post on my i-phone. I think I broke my eyes :p
he's channeling stacyv
Do you miss her? She is a blonde now you know :)
i know guys, sorry about the format. i was at work and trying to type the story while waiting on customers or leaving the counter to go help them with something so i typed it up as quick as i could.
zip, i know heat dispersion but i was just bitching about how soft the metal is.
here is a pic of the cables i cut yesterday. basically you take an extension cord and cut it to expose the hot, neutral and ground wires. the hot (black) goes to the other side of the terminal blocks you see there in the pic with a jumper to the other two terminal blocks then stab in and tighten the large cables into the main circuit breaker then attach the neutral to the neutral bus and the ground to the ground buss in the panel and you're ready to test the circuitry. one of those cables has a little blood on it :rolleyes:
my finger is much better today. had to squeeze a little stuff out of it but once i did that it was more comfortable.
i vaguely remember stacyv hmmmm.....
Think I'm going to have reformat that in word before I can read it.
My younger son needs some help - counseling (dealing with anxiety...this has happened before)
Thus far - our odyssey to get "help" for him has us telling the doc that his insurance won't cover the meds the doc wants to Rx (it would be 600.00 out of pocket per month for us to pay for it) AND the insurance co. will start paying 100% of his counseling bills AFTER we meet his 4,000 dollar deductible.
And this is considered "good" health insurance...
My son has a rash on his exposed skin, in pretty much the same locations where a person would get sunburn if they were wearing a tshirt and shorts. No idea what's causing it, but I can't help coming back to the fact that we just installed all new carpeting upstairs on Friday. I really hope it's not the carpet. He also went to a birthday party on Saturday and played in a different park, and ate different food. And threw up at that sleep over. Some kind of stomach bug. Let's see, he also helped us wash the walls with some sort of cleaning product and water before we painted them, That was dripping all over his arms. And he helped paint. That was Saturday. And then on Sunday, he felt better after being sick, and he did a lot of the work of replacing the old toilet, and was with me while I (carefully) used some solvent based chemicals to try to remove the last bits of wax reside from the old toilet.
He's been exposed to a lot of different stuff in the last few days. Could be anything, but I hope it's not the new carpet.
Hmmmm, worrying. Has he been out in the sun in t-shirt and shorts? How old is he?
From there things you listed, carpet is at the bottom of the list.
You have plenty of other things on there. Hoping for the best.
We haven't had too much sun, but yeah, he's been out in it in tshirt and shorts. He's 9.
My wife got a doctors appointment for him early this afternoon, so we'll see if they have any insights.
I forgot that he was also wrestling around on the sidelines of his sister's soccer game in the grass. But I'd expect that to put a rash on his elbows and knees if the grass irritated him.
He's not itchy, which is good, but he's complaining that the skin is warm. We sent him off to school today, since he seemed to be in fairly good spirits and he's got a big test this morning. But my wife will pick him up after the test and give him more benadryl.
From there things you listed, carpet is at the bottom of the list.
I disagree, I'd put it second after actual sun exposure. Rashes caused by fumes/food/sickness would most likely not be limited to exposed skin, and (i'm inferring) the paint was not on the legs. But on the positive side, even if it is carpet-related, it could be some manufacturing/installation residue that will disappear with vacuuming/steam cleaning.
We haven't had too much sun, but yeah, he's been out in it in tshirt and shorts. He's 9.
....
He's not itchy, which is good, but he's complaining that the skin is warm. We sent him off to school today, since he seemed to be in fairly good spirits and he's got a big test this morning. But my wife will pick him up after the test and give him more benadryl.
Young kids especially sometimes have surprise skin reactions to sun exposure. I bet it's some sort of sunburn/heat rash thing.
Some sort of sun thing makes sense. It really looks a lot like sunburn, except it's bumpy and rash-like. And the sun was out on Saturday and a bit on Sunday.
especially if it was humid -that's when I and my kids get heat rashy things. It also seems worse when we are wearing sunblock and it's humid, perhaps because sweating is impeded.
although it didn't LOOK too bad, it is pretty fucked up under there. I was hoping to get the car back and for the damage to be less than $1000.... but no such luck. One more thing coming out of my already paltry take home pay.
I keep telling myself that it could have been much worse. No one was hurt, and all that... so I'm lucky, right? RIGHT?
worst part was that it ruined my plans with my kids the next day as I had to go to work and get a new car to drive.
This is what $5689.53 worth of front end damage looks like on a Juke:
My Windstar looks a whole lot worse than that.
Wow. That looks like almost nothing.
yup. frame damage, technically because some connector rods got bent. We already sold it, though, so that's good. guy got a great deal.
Damn Jim - way to go! I remember the damage to my Nissan when I got rear ended on 95 - was less monetarily than that and looked a whole lot worse.
Some sort of sun thing makes sense. It really looks a lot like sunburn, except it's bumpy and rash-like. And the sun was out on Saturday and a bit on Sunday.
Doctor says:
Fifth Disease. A viral infection that will go away in a couple weeks. Sunlight makes it worse. If she's right, then it's not the new carpet. Yay! He may get worse before he gets better, but he's not contagious (any longer) now that the rash has presented, so school is fine. I guess we should keep him out of the sun for a while. That sucks.
Oh I forgot, there was a spate of that around here recently. Some doctors claimed it wasn't fifth but a similar unnamed virus. Either way, nasty rash, does go away. Also glad it isn't the carpet. poor kid's probably been feeling pretty grim, though.
I'm bummed about the sun thing. He's a kid, and it's hot out. He's going to want to be outside, and not all bundled up from the sun. Pool season is just beginning.
How long is he under house arrest?
I don't know. The doctor was vague. She said it lasts up to 6 weeks, but maybe as little as a week. The sun won't injure him, just make him uncomfortable. I think we'll play it by ear. Probably have him wear a wide brimmed hat and long sleeves, and see how that goes.
It wasn't too long for my friend's kid once he got over the fever. You could try an aussie sun suit
It wasn't too long for my friend's kid once he got over the fever. You could try an aussie sun suit
Wicked weasels are so five years ago.
My wife took him to the pool after the doctor's appointment, and the rash didn't seem to get worse, so maybe it will be fine.
It's kind of amazing. He has no fever, but his skin is like a hot water bottle.
That's really strange. Kids get all kinds of weird "things" that we didn't get as kids. And they don't get things like the Croup. ?
That's really strange. Kids get all kinds of weird "things" that we didn't get as kids. And they don't get things like the Croup. ?
Yeah, they do. Hector had croup so bad last year they did a $300 whooping cough test on him.
Probably have him wear a wide brimmed hat and long sleeves, and call him Pedro.
FTFY
Yeah, they do. Hector had croup so bad last year they did a $300 whooping cough test on him.
Yeah, all three of mine have had multiple episodes of the croup.
The croup? You guys are so victorian.
Let it be known that, if you complain when your daughter wakes up at 6:30 screaming her head off for no apparent reason, she will oblige you by doing it at 5:00 AM the next morning instead.
Like a have a groove, but, whatever.
Men are bastards. All they want is to get into your pants. When they can't, they would keep you around so they won't be alone. But when they finally found some other pants to get into, they would just toss you aside and treat you like shit. Fuck you asshole.
(Sorry, guys. I know I'm being unfair but I just need to get this off my chest before it explodes. Please don't take this personally.)
Men are bastards.
Well DUUHHH !!!
Yeah, DUHHH after the fact huh? He ain't such a good guy then.
Life in general is scorching my groove. I was sick to my stomach all last night and slept fitfully. I'm going in and out of depression. My job isn't what it was cracked up to be. I'm lonely, alone, tired...unable to do things that need to happen, have to happen, to retain my sanity. Money is always an object. A 'friend' has been accusing me to another friend of something I did not, would not, do (the 'friend' who is fast becoming a raging alcoholic.) I hate my town. I hate the rat race. I want to live in solitude, but I am tired of being alone. I don't let anyone close because I just can't trust anyone. I am at once guarded and an open book. I have nightmares and I seem to cry easily.
Thanks for listening.
I can only offer you a sincere cyber-hug, anon; that and the knowledge that you are not alone.
I fight for happiness every day. But it is worth it. Hang in there and know in your bones that tomorrow will be different.
Been going through the cycle myself a lot more lately. The spiral seems to be ever tightening. <Sigh> I seem to be doing that a lot as well. I'm trapped by so many situations that I feel as though there are no options, no outs. I just keep getting up and walking forward. Hangin' in there. . . .
I will say that I try to find some little positive in everything now... Even if its something completely insignificant.
Good luck.
I apologize for my harsh words last night. I was extremely hurt and upset at the incident and how I was treated. Everything came as a shock for I did not expect things to fall apart so badly. If I could delete my post, I would. I am grateful for having this forum where I could unload so I could keep my sanity although I’m sure I came off as a psycho, even if it’s just a low end of the spectrum, as my friend put it. :rolleyes:
no need to apologize. There was truth in your words, even if they were harsh.
I apologize for my harsh words last night. I was extremely hurt and upset at the incident and how I was treated. Everything came as a shock for I did not expect things to fall apart so badly. If I could delete my post, I would. I am grateful for having this forum where I could unload so I could keep my sanity although I’m sure I came off as a psycho, even if it’s just a low end of the spectrum, as my friend put it. :rolleyes:
No problemo. But hey. Just because you're short doesn't mean your problems are small.
Men are bastards. All they want is to get into your pants. When they can't, they would keep you around so they won't be alone. But when they finally found some other pants to get into, they would just toss you aside and treat you like shit. Fuck you asshole.
(Sorry, guys. I know I'm being unfair but I just need to get this off my chest before it explodes. Please don't take this personally.)
I'm lonely, alone, tired I want to live in solitude, but I am tired of being alone. I don't let anyone close because I just can't trust anyone. I am at once guarded and an open book.
Thanks for listening.
I thought I was the only one, well, except for the crying part. At least you are still human enough to be hurt about it.
I was talking to someone the other day, that perhaps, when by the age of 70' a guy would like a true companion and a friend (first)
I wish you all the best. You are a wonderful person and you deserve a like minded person to share your life with.
Best regards
s
I bought a sling and swivel kits for my rifle today and the mook who helped me gave me a swivel for a 1" sling and sold me a 1 [SIZE="1"]1/4[/SIZE]" sling
Riots in Vancouver. :mad:
Kinda takes the edge off the joy of actually supporting the winning team for the first time ever, a blight on the reputation of decent hockey fans
It looks like I've been ID hacked. Got a call from my bank (but an out of state branch) saying that someone came in with a fake driver's license with my info on it trying to open an account. Immediately got the privacy protection activated and notified the credit bureaus, but they (the crook) tried again today. :mad: I want their head on a pike, placed outside the bank as a warning to others.
Stay on top of it NWM - It may go on for months or longer, I know from personal experience.
It gets better (?) - Bastard has been looting one of my bank accounts for large sums. Of course the bank didn't tell me this until YESTERDAY.Filed a police report, going to the bank today (and my other bank as well). :mad2::mad2::mad2::mad2::mad2::mad2:
what the Christ, Santander Consumer USA, Inc! I needed a copy of the Martian Bible sent to my fax?
ffs!
Actually, it reads "All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy" over and over and over!
Cool! That's the owner's manual for the illudium Q-36 explosive space modulator!
Fax them back a bill for the paper and toner PLUS a "pain in the ass" fee.
I JUST made a pot of coffee in my nice stainless steel press pot. Then I dumped it all over the counter and floor and down the front of all my kitchen drawers. Hot coffee and fine grounds are everywhere.
My kitchen smells WONDERFUL!!!
Sounds like you scorched your groove and your counter at the same time. :D
Why does a wonderfully smelling kitchen scorch your groove?
Maybe he's hard of smelling? ;)
Jim - are you saying you had a thousand blank pages already set up to feed through your fax machine? That's kind of crazy.
The office manager
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Jim - are you saying you had a thousand blank pages already set up to feed through your fax machine? That's kind of crazy.
It prolly has internal memory - keeps all the info until the paper is refilled, then spits out more.
Still no announcement on a second season of Camelot.
The quieter Starz is and the longer the silence reigns, the more it feels like this will not get picked up for a second season.
I really liked it!
I take a couple days off work and wake up with the beginnings of a cold. I often get sick after my one day a week on the front line, after touching too many IDs and exchanging too much paperwork with too many people who may or may not have any number of maladies but it shouldn't happen on my vacation. Bah. Well, i'll get some rest whether I like it or not.
@ Dana - I began watching Camelot after getting hooked on GOT... I like(d) it also.
mold allergy headache.
Och. 'Tis bad, it 'tis.
People who seek you out then ignore you right to your face. You're welcome very much.
scorching my back...
I got sunburned. And I was fastidious with my sunblock. Which I ain't always.
I'm pissed
and scorched
So.
Yesterday - ON MY BIRTHDAY! - I had a strip torn off me by a member of the office staff.
As agreed with my teacher, I came in at 10.00 yesterday.
I rarely reclaim hours, but it was my birthday and was discussed in advance.
It was only an hour after all - I would have been justified in asking for a lot more. The truth is I enjoy working there and clock-watching is the last thing on my mind.
When I got in, after arranging my cakes in the staffroom, I was sent out onto the field. There was a sponsored bounce taking place on a bouncy castle.
I knew about that, in fact posted about that here.
Once I got onto the field, I was wished happy birthday by some of the other TAs and when I asked who to report to I was told A. That's okay, A is already heading towards me. To wish me happy birthday no doubt?
Oh no no no no no.
Where had I been? No-one knew where I was. The Office (her emphasis) had no paperwork to say I would be late. Mr H (Headmaster) had no idea I would be off. I'm-sorry-but-I-have-to-ask-you-why-you-were-not-in-on-time.
What did I do?
Smiled affably as if this was a normal reaction. Replied helpfully and cheerfully. Apologised that I did not know the procedure, but would make sure she knew if it ever happened again. Took the wind out of her sails.
She dressed me down in front of all the other TAs (they were all on the field) and three classes of children - not that they were listening, they were focused on the bouncy castle. No-one has ever been told the hours I work EXCEPT Mrs P - we agreed them between us when I started work. Mr H TOLD me to do that. I have always had a flexible timetable due to the changing times of Speech Therapy meetings. I accept any changes and agree them with Mrs P and she really appreciates my flexibility (all the other TAs have children and genuinely can't switch their hours about as easily).
In hindsight? I should have laid into her in return. She wouldn't fuck with me again. Citalopram keeps my moods stable but I still have a temper.
I was told I wasn't actually needed on the field.
Bitch even suggested I went to work with Mrs LB as she had no TA (as opposed to Mrs P who managed to retain one)
Excuse me? I work with a named child. MYOFB, I will go where my contract says I will go.
I happened to mention to Mrs P what Bitch had said.
She was open-mouthed with shock.
"I discussed changing your hours with CAM! [Deputy Head]. She had no right to say that! I'm going to bring this up with CAM!"
Then it was break, and I was sat in the staffroom all alone :(
Happy Birthday to me....
Except Mrs LB came in and said brightly, "Having a happy birthday Cherry?!
"Well," and I told her the story. So what, I'm an evil witch when I want to be... Sneaky-Cherry comes out to play more quickly than Confrontational Cherry.
She was shocked and horrified (the school does tend to run on the goodwill of the TAs who work HOURS more than we are paid).
She said I should tell CAM.
I demurred, but who walked into the staffroom then?
Oh - CAM herself.
So the bottom line was I got a 3 minute blast of hot air.
But at least 20 minutes of sympathy and lots of ego-stroking about how valuable I am, how I have always gone above and beyond my contract and how marvellous I am. And Bitch got (or will get) a reminder of how to talk to valuable staff members.
She wished me a Happy Birthday when I left.
I was sweetness and light to her in return of course.
So maybe I did take the right approach - I hate conflict, especially in the workplace.
Still, there is a lottle part of me that thinks I should have channelled Monster and made the Bitch scared of me.
So maybe I did take the right approach - I hate conflict, especially in the workplace.
Still, there is a lottle part of me that thinks I should have channelled Monster and made the Bitch scared of me.
Oh no no, you did exactly the right thing, including politely tattling on the Bitch. It's far better to perfect your sweetest "eat shit and die" grin, and let the ones in charge hand out the bitchslapping. She'll be even more scared of you now that she knows she's being watched.
Wise Clod is right, as evah!
This was scorching my groove earlier...
Frankly, I'd've done the same thing -you catch a lot more flies with honey
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Fucking $122 water bill because my dang stepkids have never been taught basic life skills like what to do with a running toilet. "We just thought it was broken." And what do you do with broken things? Apparently you just let them sit. Really? Yes, really--one of the toilets in their mom's family's house has been unusable for over a year now ("when you flush it, it overflows, so we just don't use it anymore.") Further discussion revealed that they didn't even know the word plumber. They are 13 and 9, for Christ's sake!
Popping a couple kids out does not make you a mother. :greenface
Damn Clod - sorry to hear that.
Fucking $122 water bill because my dang stepkids have never been taught basic life skills like what to do with a running toilet. "We just thought it was broken." And what do you do with broken things? Apparently you just let them sit. Really? Yes, really--one of the toilets in their mom's family's house has been unusable for over a year now ("when you flush it, it overflows, so we just don't use it anymore.") Further discussion revealed that they didn't even know the word plumber. They are 13 and 9, for Christ's sake!
Popping a couple kids out does not make you a mother. :greenface
Damn. I give you permission to smack mr. fobble for knocking that gal up.
Twice. Knocking her up twice. Dude was a dumbass, he doesn't dispute it.
Srsly. Even if she had a magic pussy, you get to smack him once for each occurrence and once more for being a dumbass. Then he has either take you out to dinner (as in he watches the kids while you go out) or make you something for dinner that is pretty damn delicious.
BTW I like how you can use "fucking" as an adjective but you choose "dang" over "damn" or "damned" you are a classy broad and don't let any one tell you otherwise. ;)
Well, "dang" was in reference to the kids, and I try not to directly swear about any of them. Kind of a weird line to draw, I guess, but it's not their fault their mom's a fucking moron. ;)
yesterday, i sucked it up and payed the deposit and USA registration fees for the boys' hockey and Hebe's Pay-to-Play fee for high school swimming. I shelled out $670 non-refundable. Last night I learned from the local news that the Board of Ed was righting and planning to increase the pay to play by at least $100 despite the season already being underway and people being financially committed...... And this morning I learn that apparently when the hockey board says
Important 2011-12 Fall/Winter House, Girls, and Travel Program Fee Information:
Program fees are expected to be near last year's. Final costs for House, Girls, and Travel programs will be dependent on the number of registered players per team and program. The fees for instructional programs do not change based on number of players. A list of programs can be found below. Your non-refundable registration fee is applied toward your total program cost. Adjustments in rates from last year are driven by changes in ice time based on input from participants. We strongly encourage you to register your player early.
They must consider a 30% increase as "near" because that is the figure being circulated.
My groove is truly scorched and some people are going to get singed from the fall-out......
Man, that sucks big time, Monster.
I think that if they're going to increase the costs significantly, they should offer refunds.
Ok, so I emailed the hockey board and got confirmation that there is no big increase coming......
and then I heard today that that still wasn't the impression of most of the board.... and they are horrified the word "got out".....
and my "source" found the "there might be increases for some age groups as we increase ice time......" get-out clause.
the plot thinkens and the politics are getting nasty, i hear....
The car needs a new timing belt AND new plugs and wires and snow tires as winter will be here pretty soon. To change the plugs, the engine needs to be pulled, because of that, Platinum spark plugs are installed with the attending cost associated with platinum.
The car is also suffering form an intermittent won't start problem that rectifies itself after 2-24 hours. Not always convenient when you are out and about, tolerable when you are in your own driveway. No one has any idea what causes this.
Figure it's going to be about $1,000 to do all the work.
No heat or hot water this morning. Go downstairs to reset the boiler switch and see a fairly respectable pool of water and a drip coming from the boiler. Nice. It needs a cleaning anyway, $150. but this leak looks like a big part needs to be replaced. Could be $500 or more.
Just took delivery of a 1/3 of a tank of oil. $356.
I realized we haven't paid the garage for the last repair they did, $336.
Goddamn kid lost his $50 climbing harness TWO HOURS after we bought it.
total in checking and savings: $96.
It's gonna be a fun week.
But look on the bright side - someone has topped up the tip mug and it's only the 24th.
(Thanks, generous tippers.)
oh dear lord feetz, you must've been bad in a former life. Two hours? Is there any chance you can find it?
To change the plugs, the engine needs to be pulled, because of that, Platinum spark plugs are installed with the attending cost associated with platinum.
WTF?
The only cars I've heard of where you need to pull the engine out to service it are a few varieties of Ferrari. I guess similar super-performance-damn-the-expense cars might be the same, but a guy with $96 in the bank probably doesn't have a Ferrari.
What are you driving?
What are you driving?
mrsfeetz mad?
Dude, are you in some kind of deep mystical relationship with this car? It doesn't sound like she's worth the trouble.
Foot - I feels ya.
I had a similar run of expensive bad luck for a while (lasted from July to just about now)
You ever see that commercial where a big cyborg comes crashing down the street and the guys go, "there goes Dwayne's car....there goes Dwayne's house...there goes Dwayne. Man, that thing does not like Dwayne," - well, I felt like Dwayne.
hang in there, footsie. If it doesn't get worse it might get better.
thanks guys
2004 Hyundai Sonata.
175,000 miles. Problem free until now.
It wouldn't have many miles on it except for that one trip you took to the moon.
It wouldn't have many miles on it except for that one trip you took to the moon.
The trip home really hammered me.
On average the moon is 380,000 km (235,000 miles) from the Earth, a distance of about 110 times its own diameter.
you must know a good short cut!
That is a lot of miles, man. I've got a 2003, and I drive to Houston and back at least two, sometimes three times a month in it (6 hours round trip.) And still, I've only got 150,000. You must belong to the Jim Helm School of Commuting.
If I had bought a brand new car when I started here, and still had it, it would have around 230k on it right now.
That's a lot of miles in 13 months.
you must know a good short cut!
You take a left at the time space continuum and just past the Inner Circle of Fault you bear right. Can't miss it.
If I had bought a brand new car when I started here, and still had it, it would have around 230k on it right now.
Talk about yer steel taint.
They'd definitely spec Platinum for his taint
if my taint was platinum, i'd sell it!
if yer taint was platinum i'd be buyin'
From the poster who previously declared that he had a cock of pure gold and farted diamond dust.
This has been a sucky week for me, as well. It started out when I was trying to get to work at the Bates. A huge semi truck had parked in the right lane, directly in front of the entrance to the motel. The semi almost took up the entire right lane, so I was forced to get into the left hand lane, and turn from there into the teensy space the trucker had left to get into the motel parking lot. Quick as I made my turn, a cop materialized out of nowhere and gave me a ticket for an improper turn. "But that truck..." I started to whine. "Tell it to the judge," replied Cortez's guardian of the roads. "You can pay $170 within 20 days and avoid having to go to court, or you can go to court and pay the $170 then." Jerk!
$170 is a lot of money for me. I should have just stayed home from work and come out ahead.
Then yesterday, I lost my purse (maybe it was stolen?). I back tracked everywhere I'd been that day, and the purse was at none of them. I had ALL my ID in there including bank cards and Qwest card. Plus, about $20 that was going to go toward kitty kibble. Damn, Damn, DAMN!
Since 9/11, the Colorado Department of Motor Vehicles has made it almost impossible to replace a lost or stolen driver's license. You can get a special dispensation from the Governor but, lacking that, you are thrown into the paperwork chase from hell. I'll have to send off to Kentucky for a notarized copy of my birth certificate, including a fee of God knows how much and a wait of God knows how long. Then I need a SECOND form of ID, and from the list of documents that Colorado finds acceptable, my divorce papers are about the only thing that I have a chance of getting my hands on.
I lost MY copy of the divorce papers, but my ex still has his, lovingly stored away where he can put his hand on them in 10 seconds. So, I have to track down my ex (hopefully he hasn't moved), and ask him for the exact date of our divorce (I can't even recall the year, never mind the day and month), plus the serial number on the divorce certificate, so that I can then call up the courthouse in my old town, give them the info so they can locate the records, find out what the charge is for a NOTARIZED copy, send them a bunch of money, wait around, and probably about 6 months from now get to go down to DMV for the replacement at last.
The icing on the cake is that my ex has always been paranoid, and the passing of the years has only made him worse. He is a big fish in the small pond of professional fly fishermen and he has gone into deep cover to avoid all the trout groupies that are surely out there, just waiting to pounce on him and ask him to tie a hare's ear or something. Plus, he seems to think that if he just says, "hi" to me, his current wife will divorce him on grounds of infidelity.
Believe me, if I could get my hands on any other document that would make the DMV happy, I would. :thepain:
Sam, loss of your purse is a blessing in disguise.
If the Repub's have their way, you will have to show all of those documents in order to vote in 2012.
I want to start an internet rebellion
When I log into a web site with a commercial that can not be passed by, I want to throw a brick through their window.
Is there any way to do that ?
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Maybe you need to stay off of those type of sites. You might catch something.
I want to start an internet rebellion
When I log into a web site with a commercial that can not be
passed by, I want to throw a brick through their window.
Is there any way to do that ?
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It's not going to be just internet websites...
NY Times
By STUART ELLIOTT
Published: November 1, 2011
LG Brings Ad Capability to Internet-Connected TV
A LEADING marketer of consumer electronics is adding an advertising capability to its
Internet-connected televisions through an agreement with a video advertising technology company.
That touches on a point that comes up whenever technology brings
new devices and services like Hulu, TiVo and YouTube into homes
How can advertising be added to the mix without annoying audiences?
“We can’t just go and run amok,” he said. “We have to be tolerant of
what the user is willing to accept.”
How can advertising be added to the mix without annoying audiences ?
Answer: [COLOR="Red"]It can't. [/COLOR]:mad2: :mad2: :mad2:
Reading my 2 posts above, I just realized that maybe, only maybe, I'm in the 1%
I don't spend $ beyond paying our utilities, insurance, taxes, etc.
So advertising doesn't induce me to spend $ on goods & services.
I would be a good prospect for the HQ's transaction tax or Cain's 999... But not really.
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My work comp is fubar. I'm posting from my phone while tech looks at it. He is perplexed too.
They're going to find out you spend 10 hours a day in the Cellar.
I don't care. I multitask and I type fast, and a lot of my processes run in the background. Meh. Severance pay and unemployment and a break from the rat race. ;)
I do whatever the opposite of multitask is called.
And I do it poorly.
I hate it when those f tards at the Wal Mart check outs don't put everything in my cart!!! :mad2: I asked is that everything "oh yes" Well it was not everything and now I have to go back tomorrow and get what they left out which costs me more in gas than the item is worth but I really need it. >grumble< :mad: Oh and WTF its not even Thanksgiving and they have x mas music blaring in the store GAH! :eyebrow:
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I hate it when those f tards at the Wal Mart check outs don't put everything in my cart!!! :mad2: I asked is that everything "oh yes" Well it was not everything and now I have to go back tomorrow and get what they left out which costs me more in gas than the item is worth but I really need it. >grumble< :mad: Oh and WTF its not even Thanksgiving and they have x mas music blaring in the store GAH! :eyebrow:
You do realize getting you back into the store is why they have that crazy carousel product hiding system in place? They'd have a real checkout if they wanted you to actually get your purchases.
Yah I am sure that is their plan :mad: This was a weather strip for a door I looked at all the bags on the carousel it was the first thing she rang up Where TF did she put it, it won't fit in a bag! :eyebrow:
That's why I don't shop at Malwart.
I posted an interesting video about a knifemaker to a knife forum I frequent. It had some mild profanity, and I noted that in the post.
24 hours later, and I notice it got removed. No notice. No warning. Just gone. It shouldn't bother me, but it does.
Post it here instead. It will get more appreciation.
I posted an interesting video about a knifemaker to a knife forum I frequent. It had some mild profanity, and I noted that in the post.
24 hours later, and I notice it got removed. No notice. No warning. Just gone. It shouldn't bother me, but it does.
Really? A knife forum, where assumely men goes to, is offended with mild profanity? :eyebrow:
Yeah - what do they say when they accidentally smash a finger or cut off a leg?
Yeah - what do they say when they accidentally smash a finger or cut off a leg?
Meh... I guess that's sharp enough.
I love it when someone else's kid deposits toxic diarrhea on my carpet.
Thor did that too? Damn that kids gets around.
I'm kind of pissed about the deck I'm building.
Granted, it's taking forever...but dude knew that when I took the job... and yesterday, he had a buddy work on the decking. The guy did a shit job. he paid no attention to the
pattern I had going, his joints suck, ...he even put 2 joints right next to each other so there is this glaring focal point that looks like shit... motherfucker.
after all that goddamned work, the part people will see looks like a 12 year old did it. I don't want to work on it anymore.
I think you should go back and undo all that you've done.
The asshole that pushed in front of me at the gas station and refused to admit he had done wrong or move and instead was all "jeeze you seem to be having a bad day" YES THE HELL I AM NOW CAUSE I JUST WAITED IN LINE FOR THIS PUMP AND NOW IT"S MY TURN YOU THINK IT"S FINE TO JUST BARGE IN THERE? I hope he rolls his Lexus and all his precious gas pours out.
Oh ARGH! Hate it!
This weekend I stopped at McDs. There were some old folks in there with canes and walkers and stuff. I held doors, made sure they got in OK. Made sure they got to be next in line when it was their turn. When those cleared out, the lady on the right register still looked past me and asked another person (my age) if she could help them. Puh. So, I didn't get mad, but I left. Thinking...come on, we all share the earth here.
So I went to Bob's instead. In Bob's, an older manager was calling out a young waitress in front of everyone. I hung back and asked the girl if he always talked to them like that. The girl, near tears, said yes and a couple others nodded in agreement. I said "that's not right." The girl asked if I would tell the GM. Sure, bring them over.
GM lady came over and I explained that it isn't right to dress down an employee out front in front of customers (not my place to say how he talks to them in the back, but certainly angry snotty stuff shouldn't be in front, customers don't want to see that.)
The lady thanked me for bringing it to her attention. The waitress in question thanked me a few times, and said "someone stood up for ME" with tears in her eyes. Other waitresses thanked me.
My point being, people suck but if I hadn't been nudged out of line at McDs I wouldn't have been there to tell the GM what I thought about Mr Meanie. I was in a feisty mood!
Someday, karma will work the way it's supposed to. Sure. I'll keep dreaming.
ps On the same day I got a really nice email back from Verizon customer service, it was personalized so I know it wasn't a form letter, thanking me for thanking them, extolling the virtues of the girl I had complimented saying she was a valuable part of their team, etc. That made me feel good too. I know my message got through.
So...waiting on karma.
The asshole that pushed in front of me at the gas station and refused to admit he had done wrong or move and instead was all "jeeze you seem to be having a bad day" YES THE HELL I AM NOW CAUSE I JUST WAITED IN LINE FOR THIS PUMP AND NOW IT"S MY TURN YOU THINK IT"S FINE TO JUST BARGE IN THERE? I hope he rolls his Lexus and all his precious gas pours out.
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OMG I was totally thinking that and made like I didn't give a shit as I drove past him and blocked him in while waiting for the next pump. i hope his dick drops off. assuming he has one
My mom made that remark the other day "Face it girls, I'm older and I have more insurance."
monster, of course he doesn't have a dick. Guys like that act that way because they don't have a dick with enough substance to swing around, so they swing around their dickheadedness instead.
Loved that you blocked him in!
So I went to Bob's instead. In Bob's, an older manager was calling out a young waitress in front of everyone.
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Maybe she wasn't wearing enough flair.
Joanna: You know what, Stan, if you want me to wear 37 pieces of flair, like your pretty boy over there, Brian, why don't you just make the minimum 37 pieces of flair?
Stan, Chotchkie's Manager: Well, I thought I remembered you saying that you wanted to express yourself.
Joanna: Yeah. You know what, yeah, I do. I do want to express myself, okay. And I don't need 37 pieces of flair to do it.
[flips off Stan]
Just take a deep breath, let it out slowly and relax. Repeat after me: "Serenity now. Serenity now."
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Unfortunately I learned this by purchasing the 4/$10 Family Paks.
A couple of weeks ago, we decided to pull into the local mall on the way back from Dad's place, so after about 2.5 hours on the road, we were looking for a park and finally found one, and just as I pulled over and indicated, someone coming the opposite way did the same.
So anyway, the person pulled out of the park, and I pulled in - and I really was there first anyway - but the other guy (20 something in a sporty number with racing stripes), sat there revving his engine as I was getting out of the car.
So anyway, I said to the boys which included Aden, Mav, Adam and Quinn who all play footy and look pretty imposing all together, to just get out of the car and stand about while I got Max out.
The guy hung around long enough to see Aden standing up and then moved on.
I must admit, I got a nasty sense of satisfaction as I watched him leave.
We got his number plate just in case we came back to find any damage on the car. lol
I'm in a left turn only lane waiting for a break in traffic, I don't see a helmetless teenaged dope with an overstuffed backpack on a bicycle riding illegally on the left side of the road behind me. He turns left across my lane as I make my turn. Instead of braking I should have run the fuck down just so he'd stop making us cyclists look obnoxious. jackass
I grew up in a "ride against traffic" jurisdiction. I never got used to bicycling in the same direction as cars.
I didn't know that there were any areas where the rule was to ride against traffic, but I'd recently been thinking that it would make sense here in the mountains.
On curvy mountain roads with no shoulders it's sometimes very difficult for cars to pass bicycles going the same direction, particularly when they're going down hill at 20 mph or more. When the car does go to pass it can take a relatively long distance - often farther than sight distance. Whether you're driving the car or riding the bike, it's a dangerous situation. If the bikes were going against traffic the passing would happen very quickly and you wouldn't have a long line of cars backed up waiting to pass.
If the bikes were going against traffic the passing would happen very quickly and you wouldn't have a long line of cars backed up waiting to pass.
Yebbut, what if they happened to meet at a point where passing wasn't possible/safe? Like a car on the other side?
Well, it's still very quick.
I think the best solution is to apply the same logic to bikes that applies to cars in that situation. If a car is obstructing/delaying five or more vehicles, it should pull over, where safe, a shoulder, a slow lane, etc, and let the faster cars pass. It should not be too tough for a bike to yield to stacked up car traffic.
I know giving up that precious momentum is painful, but not as painful as getting run down and crashing by some impatient asshole driver.
Quite often the only place to pull over is in the creek or off the edge of a cliff. Other times there's an almost endless line of cars, so you could pull over and never get going again.
Well, of course I wouldn't suggest you pull over into the creek or over the edge of a cliff. I suggested pulling over "where safe", yeah? As for an endless line of cars, well, if there's no place to pull over, I guess they're just gonna whip around you, one at a time, with a minimum of clearance, endangering your life each time, endlessly. Or, maybe I don't have the right mental image.
As a bike rider, what do you do in this situation?
Ride somewhere else? I'm not saying it's the best situation from a socially conscious inclusion perspective, but sometimes you have to compromise because the world isn't going to.
Lash your bike to your own car, get in line with the other cars behind that fucking biker, and plod up the mountain until you can be right next to the biker huffing up the hill, slow down and run interference for the biker as you switch drivers and hop out and unload your bike and pedal with him! Let the whisper of a headwind gently dry your tears.
Easy!
Bike lanes aside ... it's a ROAD. Made for CARS.
Get off your damn bike and walk it to somewhere safe.
So, anyway ... there I was today, peacefully typing a book review of The Yiddish Policemen's Union (meh. never really went anywhere), and I reached for my big plastic cup of ice tea. Now usually, I'm drinking out of either a proper glass, or some sort of spill proof container, but I'd just started the dishwasher and got one of those Solo party cups, the big ones? Luckily I'd been drinking it for a while and it was only about half full, but in my distracted state I must have misjudged the weight of the cup and ... sploosh. Nine ounces of cold ice tea on my thigh, the carpet, and two shoulder bags that were sitting on the floor next to me.
In between yelling "fuck!" and "now what" I managed to find the box of Shamwows, dampened one, and sucked the stains right out of the carpet, my pants, and the wool shoulder bag.
Yeah, I have to say, that cyclist who ride up mountain roads etc are just asking for trouble. Particularly if they choose the ones that're popular for driving up too. It's just plain dangerous and personally I think it's unfair because although they might try hard, they simply can't do a reasonable speed on an uphill climb, and they put a lot of lives at risk.
Even on the winding roads around our place I find cyclists to be a problem, and I've seen more than one (in the 3.5yrs we've lived here) who's been knocked off his/her bike because there's just not enough vision, and it's only one lane each way, and there are all sorts of large trucks and tractors and plenty of cars who have to use the same road.
I respect that cyclists want to ride their bikes and all the other stuff, but seriously, if it's dangerous for you and your fellow road users, why do you do it?
good job with the shamwow wolf. lol
Yes, I agree.
We really need to get all these cars and trucks off the mountain roads. They need to stay on the freeway where they belong.
Sounds like cycllists are in plague proportions. Time for a permit-based culling system! Thin out their numbers, for their own good!
I just don't think it's fair that good and safe drivers should be made to feel fearful because of someone else's choices.
I know when I am in the situation, it worries me because i feel a sense of responsibility for any damage I might inadvertently cause through my actions.
If I didn't give a shit about cyclists, I wouldn't care either way would I? I'd just keep driving and let them suffer whatever the consequences happen to be.
I also should add that my brother and his wife and a number of good friends of mine are road bike cyclists. My brother was knocked off his bike when he was only about 18 and has suffered chronic back pain ever since.
I feel that I'm speaking from a position of care and concern. Not simple greed for road space.
Sounds like cycllists are in plague proportions. Time for a permit-based culling system! Thin out their numbers, for their own good!
Riding bareheaded used to take care of that, but these modern safety standards and keeping them in the gene pool long enough to reproduce.
Yes, I agree.
We really need to get all these cars and trucks off the mountain roads. They need to stay on the freeway where they belong.
I rode my bike up "going to the sun" road or highway in Glacier National Park in 1980 or 1981. Bikes were not allowed to enter the road after something like 10:00am to give them enough time to reach the top before the car traffic got heavy.
On that same bike trip I was in Wyoming or Montana and there was no way to get from one town to the next except by interstate. The entrance ramps did not have the typical signs prohibiting pedestrian or bicycle traffic. First time I've ever rode my bike on the interstate. The second time involved way too too much Tequila and a temporarily stolen bike that was returned to its owner who was none the wiser.
I just don't think it's fair that good and safe drivers should be made to feel fearful because of someone else's choices.
Yes, I agree.
We really need to get all these cars and trucks off the mountain roads. They need to stay on the freeway where they belong.
There'd be no roads there if it weren't for cars and trucks. Just a trail you'd need a mountain bike to negotiate...and maybe not even that.
So let's say that scenario is true, would the mountain bikes expect the walkers to hop off to the side of the trail so they could continue on at their own pace?
I wonder...
The roads were here before the cars. Even Romans had roads.
I'd love to see a road bike after a couple of km's over a roman road. lol
The League of American Wheelman, a cycling organization, is often credited for getting road paving started in the US.
I'd love to see a road bike after a couple of km's over a roman road. lol
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Road? we don'tneed no stinkin road
OK, in case anyone thinks I'm against cyclists using the roads, I'm not.
I just think that for their own health and safety, and that of their fellow road users, they should be a bit more sensible in the roads they choose to ride on, just as motorists must. If the conditions aren't safe, just don't do it.
Jebus Crepes on Toast...how hot does it need to be in here? How do you die of heat stroke in the middle of winter in an office job? Sheesh. :angry:
What's scorching my groove today?
Last night, I came home and Momdigr says "I think something bad happened." She then explains that she was online earlier (Facebook, what else?) when "a box" pops up on the screen (of course she don't know what it said, not even the gist of it), she said that about two minutes later the monitor made a sound "like an egg frying and aluminum foil being rattled around", then blink once and went black. No mention of any smell then, and it doesn't have that scorched/burned plastic smell now. So, who knows.
I'm using an HP monitor now that is just absolutely a piece of crap. Everything looks like I'm looking at it through a window screen. I can see the little dots from across the room. And I've adjusted everything I can, it's all washed out and funky, and can't be made to look like anything but shit.
ƒucking hate it.
The little boy I babysit after therapy had diarrhea in his pants, again, and wiped it on my carpet, again. I want to fucking throttle his mother.
1.) Your child is not potty-trained. Stop insisting that he is, and stop bitching when I put him in a pullup. The 7 separate times I've had to bust out the steam cleaner say otherwise. Children who are not potty-trained go in a diaper or pullup because otherwise they shit on my carpet.
2.) Your child has chronic diarrhea. Stop insisting that he just "needs a little more fiber," or "to cut back on sugar." (And if that's really what you think, quit giving him Vitamin Water to drink!)
3.) Medicine is not bad. You give him a dozen over-the-counter supplements every night, but you won't take him to the GI doctor because you're "trying to keep him off meds." That doesn't even fucking make sense. And if you really are trying to go all holistic-mother-nature-healing, feed him real food instead of cookies and Vitamin Water.
I swear to God, her money's not worth this aggravation.
Good post... I almost feel as though I'm there with you... glad I'm not !
My sympathies
The little boy I babysit after therapy had diarrhea in his pants, again, and wiped it on my carpet, again. I want to fucking throttle his mother.
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I swear to God, her money's not worth this aggravation.
Proof #1517 that some people should not be parents.
And the whole reason I don't babysit. I do laundry -it stays in one state.
clod, suggestion, tell her you'll take care of the hershey squirt if she changes out your cat's! :p
No, leave the "hershey squirt" ( :lol: ) and make HER clean it up.
Or ... point out that taxis charge a "befoulment fee". Last I heard here it was about $75. Costs a lot to chunder in a cab these days.
charge a "befoulment fee". Last I heard here it was about $75.
That works... or at least may help her with an attitude adjustment.
(morbidly, scatalogically) curious Clod... How does that conversation go? I mean with the mom, I grok your conversation with us. I reckon you tell mom her little boy had an accident, including the fact that it was diarrhea... I guess. Actually. I don't know. I doubt you say nothing. I am really interested in mom's response, I know you're on the ball.
Oh, she's an enigma, all right. He's in different clothes than what he left the house in, so she knows he had an accident.
"Uh oh... was it at [therapy,] or with you?"
"Yeah, it was here." (This isn't like some Old West face-off, we're all polite and I'm putting his shoes on while we talk.)
"Just pee, though?"
(slight apologetic grimace) "No, it was poop."
"Was it...?"
"Oh yeah, total mush, like always."
"Man, that's just so frustrating. And you know, [husband] and I just went to that big conference the other night, you heard about that? And this woman was, you know, nationally-renowned autism expert right, and I asked her, 'Why do you think all these kids seem to all have the same intestinal problems?' And she said, 'I don't know.' They don't have a clue! Who can help us, if the doctors can't help us?"
"Well, some of them get it. Dr. XXXX (our awesome GI doc, who has completely turned my kids around, and who I have recommended to her a thousand times,) he gets it. He has all the proof, the pictures of the lesions in the intestines, and he knows exactly which meds help them--"
"We don't need proof! We have all the proof right here in this room!"
"I know, and I'm telling you, Dr. XXXX treats the disease when no one else will touch it. Like I've said, Minifobette's speech just exploded after that first round of steroids, and then she was done, you know, the poop was perfect, everything's in remission--"
"Yeah, hey, see you tomorrow, okay? You guys have a great night."
That's pretty much exactly how it went.
Edit to add: Mr. Clod humorously suggested that maybe she has a problem with Dr. XXXX because he's Jewish, and she's a secret White Supremacist. Which was funny, because her husband totally looks like he could be one. And I told him that I would prefer that, because at least then her actions would be logical, if not rational. "Given A (Jews are evil,) then B (I cant take my child to this doctor.)" Right now she's just living in this limbo of, "Given A (my child has horrible GI disease,) then.... I refuse to draw any conclusions from this."
munchausen by proxy or whatever. She's an attention lady of the night.
Nah, she's just terrified of meds. She's said to me before, "But what is he going to do? He does the pill cam, he sees the disease, then what does he do?"
"Well, it depends on the kid, but the protocol usually involves a tapering round of Prednisone, followed by Entocort and another type of anti-inflammatory depending on the damage, maybe Pentasa or Sulfasalazine... and these kind of overlap so you're weaning off the steroids and ramping up on the maintenance meds, and the idea is that you force it into remission and then the anti-inflammatories hold it in check, as long as you stay on the restricted diet and all that..."
And she shook her head and said, "Yeah, we just really want to keep him off meds." It's like the argument against putting kids on Ritalin or antidepressants, except these aren't psych meds, they're GI meds. I've asked her before, what if your kid were diabetic, would you want to keep him off insulin? And she insisted that was somehow different. She feels like the medical community already betrayed her, and she's terrified to go back.
She's an attention lady of the night.
Well, the boy shits everywhere, all the time...No wonder she's a "
soiled dove".
:sweat::lol2:
That's amazing and a little discouraging, that she can see a success story like Minifobette, and talk to an intelligent articulate person who has walked this path before her and she still isn't sure.
The only analogy I can think of is that we resisted knocking our son out and putting tubes in his ears for so long because were were a little afraid, and looking back, I wish we had done it much earlier.
We've got friends whose kids are allergic to their pets. Do they get rid of the pets? No. They replace the pets when they die. The 8year old has had snot running out of her nose her entire life.
Denial; not just a river in Africa.
Thank you Clodfobble. I know so little about your situation, only what I've seen here. But Mr Clod's idea sounds plausible, stupid on her part but plausible. And I've seen, hell, I've lived the kind of fear that glatt suggests. Do they seem susceptible to the faith-healing idiocy we've all heard of? Are there other symptoms besides the shitty one you described? Maybe things just aren't bad enough to change. I know when ElderSon was much younger the prospect of having his hearing restored on a permanent basis by a cochlear implant was at once thrilling and terrifying. We ultimately decided the answer was "NO", but it was a very tough decision.
He was young, when language acquisition is in turbo mode, and he was not being immersed in language like other young children are. The idea that we would be risking permanent loss of his residual hearing, which was our small, weak bird in the hand by a failed operation (they insert a long hairlike electrode into the cochlea and the prospect of permanently breaking the cilia inside would effectively sever the physical biological chain making hearing in that ear impossible) was impossible to overcome. Not to mention the whole, "hey, let's crack open your kid's skull and stuff some cool electronics inside" was just too much.
So he kept his hearing aids, and his very limited hearing. And he's ok. But we agonized. I don't know your charge's mom's problem. Parenting is hard. I know she's fortunate to have you in her kid's life though. Good job, you.
Are there other symptoms besides the shitty one you described?
Well, there's the whole autism thing... ;)
Do they seem susceptible to the faith-healing idiocy we've all heard of?
Oh, most definitely. She has at various times told me that her son is a "crystal child" (aka "indigo child,") and that she wanted to save up $7,000 for a hyperbaric oxygen chamber, even though they've only had success in about 10% of kids who have tried it--pretty reasonable success when they work, admittedly, but only with that small subset of the population. Personally I think the money is better spent on things that aren't such a long shot, but at least it's better than the crystal children bullshit. But both of those phases also seem to have passed.
The truth is she's still reeling from the shock, as many parents do, but she's been reeling for 2 years now. I feel like it's time for her to quit grieving and get down to business. But at the biomed moms meeting last night, I had more than one person tell me that they were in the same position as she is, for as long as she's been, and not to give up hope that she'll get rational soon.
You can lead a horse to water but he'll probably just poop in it.
goddamn homework tantrums...
aaauuuggghh!
I think there is still room on The Crystal Ship for the crystal children
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bloody kids. kid. little shit.
as the last straw, i discovered that instead of using his deodorant on his pits, he made patterns in it with the lid. No wonder it isn't working! And he didn't get dressed on time. And he stuffed a balled of mixed clean and dirty clothes in his bed only days after laundrymagedon which found him in the basement doing laundry all evening and he forgot to brush his teeth and hair and put socks on and he forgot to unpack his backpack and didn't put his clean laundry away AGAIN and.............. it went on. He also left his homework at home. (Tough life sucks, maybe you won't forget next time) and the lego robot from his focus study -which meant that 4 other kids had to suffer..... so I drove over with that. It's a 20 minute trip. He's on an indefinite electronics timeout now.
the calm before the teenage storm... you don't know how good you have it now.
Is this about Brianna again?
the calm before the teenage storm... you don't know how good you have it now.
um... he's the youngest....
Brianna's a he?
no s/he's an it .... or something.... oh wait that was Ibrica.....
Sick and tired of this cough.
It's not a real cough. Like Whooping Cough or TB.
It's caused by cattarh sitting in my throat in the aftermath of a cold.
Happened last year over Easter (although that was more severe I admit - this is more irritating)
My voice is croaky, I cough to clear my throat so much it hurts, but it is a natural reaction. Mum has been bitching about it under her breath for a week and now has started bitching about it out loud on the phone to friends and family; being half term I am here to hear it. I cough when walking, talking and doing even minor chores like changing my bed linen (although that involves rough and tumble with Diz, which almost elevates it to exercise).
I've had four different over-the-counter pills now. Including those with caffeine, which have contributed to my foul temper.
I've long worn out any sympathy I might have had at home (usually about 1% anyway) and I don't want any from work. It might put them off my cake - I was very careful not to cough anywhere near it I promise! Back tomorrow and I just want to well!
I
Just
Want
It
Gone.
Isn't there something toad-based I can try?
you already have a frog in your throat and now you want to add a toad?
I don't care if it's a crowd!
I'm sick and tired. That's all.
We all have chronic coughs around here, for various reasons.
Chronic not only gives me coughs, it also gives me ferocious cottonmouth.
What pills have you taken?
Just different types of decongestant.
Some with paracetemol, some with caffeine (not many) some with added Vitamin C.
All spaced properly apart.
None since yesterday when I had my viral explosive sickness.
Which I wondered if it was connected to the tablets (as it felt like the codeine reaction I had the other year). But nothing going, just a bug.
I still have a good old rattly cough.
Which I didn't have yesterday as I was throwing up all the congestion.
But at least today I can cough it up again without throwing up.
There's always one step further down you can go it seems.
So do you have a lot of mucus in your lungs or is it just in the back of your throat?
A while back I had a cough that was caused by chronic post-nasal drip. I was always hacking and especially at night, so I wasn't getting a good nights rest. I ended up using a combination of guaifenesin w/ a cough suppressant and an antihistamine at night, and then pseudoephedrine and antihistamine during the day, and I finally got some relief.
Back of my throat. I assume.
If it was lungs I'd have worse symptoms.
*** SFW but nasty - text only ***
Before I actually became Mr Creosote, I was coughing up things you would expect to see in your tissue when you blow your nose.
I mean - seriously.
Green stringy strands and more solid bogeys (boogers).
I have never in my life coughed something into my mouth that belongs in my nose.
Revolting.
Sorry - I did warn you.
My nose is not longer running badly, although I blow my nose more than a person in normal health.
But my throat needs an ice-cream scoop to sort it out.
... My nose is not longer running badly, although I blow my nose more than a person in normal health. ...
Check your feet; 'cause, if your nose runs and your feet smell ... you're upside down.
So the office is again dropping like flies. 4 or 5 out on vacation, another 4 called in sick today. We just keep passing it around.
It's only scorching my groove because my tummy is teh oogy and I don't want to get sick AGAIN.
Wish me luck it's just a passing gastrointestinal event. ;)
Good luck -and if you barf I want a full description in every thread -especilally the morning sickness one. :p:
Oh yeah, I forgot I'm pregnant.
No, tummy has settled. I'm good to go.
3 more hours.
You people make me sick! :sick:
My groove isn't scorched...
but my canal is coated. With superglue. I had a tickle in my right ear, I stuck my finger in there to untickle it, and found that my finger had had a coating of still wet superglue, which was fortuitously wiped clean on the inside of my f*cking ear.
I swear, I can't take me anywhere.
...wha?
I SAID I CAN'T TAKE ME ANYWHERE!
:lol: you dingbat. Are you going to see a doctor or hope it grows out with your skin and wax?
:D
We're all glad you were not scratching any one of several other places that can tickle.
Just pour some nail polish remover in there. You might be fine.
Just pour some nail polish remover in there. You might be fine.
This is like a bunch of little boys sitting around playing "I dare you"
HLJ, I dare you.:rolleyes:
Just pour some nail polish remover in there. You might be fine.
Thank goodness I can't hear you.
:eyebrow:
You might be fine.
You like red wine?
My tinnitus has gotten REALLY bad lately.
Serious thought.
The ear canal is lined with hair which both contributes to hearing and moves old wax out.
If there is a significant amount of glue, these functions will be interrupted. you might *need* to get that glue out.
But if you grab it and pull, you're going to rip all those hairs out. That's bad.
Seriously, are you going to get it checked by a doctor?
Thank you for your serious thought. The serious reply is "too late". It was very irritating and I have already worried it out with my finger and a paperclip. There wasn't much glue in there, I guess, but it felt (and sounded!) like a lot. I scratched and rubbed and picked and cussed until I couldn't detect any more. Did I lose some hairs? I'm sure I did. Did I lose some blood? A little. Did I lose some hearing? Doubtful, from this most recent abuse. I likely lost more hearing during my log splitting escapade.
Thanks for your concern. :thumbsup:
I am posting this because Lake Oswego High School
is where my 3 girls graduated, and I am truly scorched. :mad2:
Lake Oswego is the highest income, bedroom of the PDX area.
I'm hoping the Principal, the School Board, and [COLOR="DarkRed"]especially the Coach [/COLOR]
get a public shellacking over it all.
OregonLive.com
Nicole Dungca, The Oregonian
3/7/12
Racist tweets lead to reprimands for Lake Oswego football players; 3 students suspended
A cluster of messages from anonymous Twitter accounts,
one of which targeted an African-American student with racist postings,
have led to the suspension of three Lake Oswego High School students,
the reprimand of several football teammates and a Lake Oswego Police Department investigation.
Lake Oswego High School Principal Bruce Plato confirmed three students
were suspended last week related to the Twitter incidents,
but declined to say whether they will have expulsion hearings.
He also said he did not know who was responsible for the racist postings.
Marqueese Royster, a former Lake Oswego High School football player
who transferred to Lakeridge High School, and his mother, AnnaLisa Royster,
filed a police report on Feb. 24.
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Lake Oswego football coach Steve Coury said the students who received
the most severe discipline were suspended[COLOR="DarkRed"] not for the content of the tweets
but for setting up an imposter twitter account for the vice principal and
tweeting "kind of crude things about Dave."[/COLOR]
<snip>
[COLOR="DarkRed"]Coury called the incident "a bunch of kids being stupid and communicating in a world for everybody to see."[/COLOR]
<snip>
Coach Coury doesn't get it that the issue is not kids being "stupid",
and it's not about putting the crap out there for "everybody to see".
Lake Oswego is already known for it's lily white population, and has even called Lake NoN*****'s.
Coach Steve Coury needs some back-side "education and training"
as to what "leadership" and "sportsmanship" really mean,
and maybe several weeks of private, in-home contemplation without pay.
Maybe some letters to the Lake Oswego School Board from all over Dweller-land would have an effect...
The two treasurers at my kids' school. Asshats. One has me doing his job for him (I just realized, so I decided to stop because it's taking too much time, pissing me off and making my volunteer job unenjoyable) and the other seeks to "put me in my place" at every opportunity -mostly by making a comment about my fundraiser in an email to the finance committee, then berating me for clogging up everybody's inboxes when I reply to it. She can just fuck off. that is all.
I read that initially as 'treasures'. Thought you were sarcastically referring to ytwo kids at the school...
Was thinking, damn that's an adult way of causing trouble!
Who do I have to have sex with to get some air in this office? You can walk from the front to the back...in the front you can breath, in the middle you are in a sauna, in the back you can breath.
Uncle Biff has stage 4 fucking lung cancer.
Shit.
Yah. I love biff. Hes my crazy uncle.
Sorry about your uncle Jim. It sux. How old is he? Has he at least had a good life up till now? Is a transplant out of the question?
I don't know a lot about it, but I think stage 4 means you're toast. Those were his words to my dad. "I'm toast"
He smoked most of his life, and ate and drank too much forever. He's always smiling, making fun, teasing, etc. He had a heart attack at 54..while riding his Harley and fell off.... I think he's 64 now.
His wife, Linda is the sweetest person in the whole world. I can't imagine what this is doing to her.
fuckshitdamnpisshell
I've been sitting here for half an hour trying to think of something inspirational or helpful to say but nothing is coming.
I'm really sorry your family will be going through this Jim. It's just horrible and I'm just really sorry for you all.
I'm sorry Jim. That sucks. Fuck cancer.
thanks.
Biff is a lot like my brother Todd. or vice versa.... i guess.
He was the one that always got caught for doing the stupid shit young men do. So I guess it's in keeping that he would get caught by the C. I think it sucks though. I mean... 64 is old, and all....(no it isn't) but it seems like he should just live forever... I guess it's going to begin soon... my older generation fading or failing.... My dad is too heavy, but otherwise hale. his side lives into their 90s. mostly. I dunno, I think he burned his candle pretty well. At one time, when arcade games were new, and I was a kid, Biff held the misslecommand record score. I had the impression that it was like...national, but it was probably just the machine in his pool hall. 3 million. that just takes tenacity and a lot of beer.
damn. I gotta get down to Charlotte before he goes... before he's too sick from the chemo or whatever.... fuckity fuck fuck. It is a shit way for him to go. he should die n a 100+ mph car crash like Sam Kinnison. if he's gonna die, I mean.
bleh
Damn Jim. Sorry to hear. :(
That really sucks. Fuck cancer.
This is the most recent picture I have of Biff. His real name is Charles, but... well look at him. Biff, right? He's on the left. My Dad on the right, dogs between. Sophie on top of the dog pile is my dad's best friend, and constant companion. Her sister's are Biffs. I don't know their names just now.
My dad just sent me this picture a few days ago. From the uncommonly serious expression on Biff's face, I assume they were discussing the topic at hand. This was, I expect taken after the PET scan, but before the meeting with the oncologist, which took place today. sigh.
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THIS is how Biff presents in my minds eye. Always razzing my dad, and trying to kiss him.... which always makes my dad splutter and fuss...This was taken in 1998 at my wedding. He borrowed jinx's Step father's(Chuck) fancy Cigar Lighter at one point, and returned it by sliding it down 4 or 5 feet of the bar to him. Chuck was appalled, and would bring it up for YEARS.. I mean like 12 years... afterwards. Uncle Biff was sooo Boorish. ha. eat a dick, chuck.
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ok.. sorry. enough of this. shit happens.
lets go back to some more shallowly scorched grooves, shall we?
I think the Flyers lost again tonight.. and to those dicks, the NJ Devils. I hate them, and I don't even like hockey.
You resemble your uncle Jim.
You resemble your uncle Jim.
Yes, you do.
I'm sorry your family is going through this.
Shit, Jim, that's rough mate. Tough times ahead, know that we're here when you need to vent. *hugs*
And Fuck Cancer.
Oh jim, I'm so sorry. Fuck fucking cancer. :(
We're here when you need us!
How close are the kids to him? Would they want to do a road trip with you to go see him while he's still in good shape? Or is he a distant relative to them, and he barely registers on their radar?
We had one final summer where we got to visit my uncle who had lung cancer before he died. My son really didn't care. He was happy to play with all the cousins, but I'd have to remind him now who that uncle was. But my daughter had a few nice moments to interact with him, and I think it was good for her to see him again while he was still in good shape. In our case, there was lots of other family around, so the kids could run off and play with cousins when they got bored.
As an aside, it's kind of cold, but we use this uncle as an example when we talk with them about why you shouldn't smoke. It really personalizes it.
The latter, glatt. And their cousins on that side are completely unknown to them. I only met them last fall myself. It had been 10 years since I saw Biff and his crew for me. My cousins' kids are a couple years older.
I will have to talk it over with them. I don't know when or if I will be able to take the time to go see him. I may have to fly down.
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or whatever.... fuckity fuck fuck. It is a shit way for him to go. he should die n a 100+ mph car crash like Sam Kinnison. if he's gonna die, I mean.
bleh
Rock On Biff!
"Too Old To Rock 'n' Roll: Too Young To Die"
The old Rocker wore his hair too long,
wore his trouser cuffs too tight.
Unfashionable to the end --- drank his ale too light.
Death's head belt buckle --- yesterday's dreams ---
the transport caf' prophet of doom.
Ringing no change in his double-sewn seams
in his post-war-babe gloom.
Now he's too old to Rock'n'Roll but he's too young to die.
He once owned a Harley Davidson and a Triumph Bonneville.
Counted his friends in burned-out spark plugs
and prays that he always will.
But he's the last of the blue blood greaser boys
all of his mates are doing time:
married with three kids up by the ring road
sold their souls straight down the line.
And some of them own little sports cars
and meet at the tennis club do's.
For drinks on a Sunday --- work on Monday.
They've thrown away their blue suede shoes.
Now they're too old to Rock'n'Roll and they're too young to die.
So the old Rocker gets out his bike
to make a ton before he takes his leave.
Up on the A1 by Scotch Corner
just like it used to be.
And as he flies --- tears in his eyes ---
his wind-whipped words echo the final take
and he hits the trunk road doing around 120
with no room left to brake.
And he was too old to Rock'n'Roll but he was too young to die.
No, you're never too old to Rock'n'Roll if you're too young to die.
Very sorry Jim. very sorry. Look--go see him,
you won't regret it (this story reminded me of you this morning).
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lets go back to some more shallowly scorched grooves, shall we?
I think the Flyers lost again tonight.. and to those dicks, the NJ Devils. I hate them, and I don't even like hockey.
Ok, ok.
My car was burglarized again last night. It looks like the loss amounts to a little light I use as my dash light. Fuckers.
Isn't that twice in a year for you, V?
This was, I expect taken after the PET scan
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I have a meeting at 10 that I'm very apprehensive about. I'm ill-prepared and frankly, what we're doing is useless, as the issues with reporting will be pretty much wiped out when we switch to semesters and summer term goes to the end of the reporting year.
I just don't want to be put on the firing line, and the Gestapo (newest manager)...well that's her style. Though she knows nothign about any of this process (and professes she doesn't NEED to understand what any of us do she just has to make us do it) and is not MY supervisor, I expect it to be uncomfortable. My boss will be there too and she generally has my back.
The office morale is at an all-time low. Most of us don't know how to goose-step, having been in careers for so long where we are actually expected to be the adults we are treated as. Micro-management has the opposite effect in this environment, folks. Grievances have been filed by many. Not by me, not yet anyway.
So wish me luck if you feel so moved. I typically get myself worked up over stuff before I need to, and I hope that this is just me doing just that. But...I don't know. :(
Good luck girly-girl :)
You'll be fine. And it'll all be over soon :p
Maybe I'll get lucky and they'll fire me. ;)
Maybe collect unemployment and/or cash in my retirement. I'll become a park ranger, or an astronaut, or a cowboy. I think I'm too old to be a fireman. Life the life I've always dreamed of. :)
I can't even get fired when I want.
Just kidding. I worried for nothing. It was a good meeting and I was prepared and I have some good ideas on cleaning up the process. There was no 'jumping bad' on anyone. It felt like the professional sharing of ideas that gets things done. So, yay!
But I still want to be a Park Ranger. :flower::fish::worm::rainbo::elkgrin::earth:
well, you could start by dressing up as one and taking pictures for us.
and by us, I mean foot and I.
When you start working on the foundation of my log house. Promise. ;)
Don't fall for it! It's a trick. Log houses don't have foundations.
As long as they aren't made of [COLOR="White"]Natalie [/COLOR]Wood
Best Placement of an Old Joke in a New Setting 2012.
:lol:
Now seriously. Why wouldn't they have a foundation?
Because Abraham Lincoln didn't have a concrete mixer?
Now seriously. Why wouldn't they have a foundation?
A traditional one didn't, but you can build a modern one and put a foundation under it.
Traditionally, they would just put the heaviest logs on the bottom, just lying on the ground. Preferably made of a more decay resistant log, like white oak. Then you could have a simple dirt floor, or hang floor joists from that first set of heavy logs and have a wooden floor a step up from the ground outside.
Because Abraham Lincoln didn't have a concrete mixer?
And we still live in 1865?
OK, I should be more clear, though it seemed obvious to me. ;) I prefer to stay in this century. I would like to not have mud stuck between the wood, and gaping holes in the thatched ceiling would not be desirable. I'd like real glass winders and stuff.
Also, is a 'foundation' always concrete? A 'foundation' is just that: the bottom line of your house.
Finally, something like this, in this century, would be just fine...a lot of other models are fine too:
And we still live in 1865?
:p:
No, of course not. But if we're going to take advantage of building improvements of the last few centuries, it doesn't make much sense to build a log house. There are much cheaper and easier and greener ways to build houses now.
Wait a minute. I want a log house.
I've long wanted a log house.
I'm not really interested in the greenness of it, or how up to date it is in the timeline of home building. I just want a log home in the country, on a hill, near the woods, by a creek.
I'm not looking for The Jetsons, here.
I just want a log home.
eta: and I don't want the latest and greatest fad in modern home building. YOu can thank the 50s for the interminable little box houses and you can blame the 60s or 70s for the interminable tract and ranch houses...no thanks! Short of having the energy and gumption for the upkeep of a beauty of a turn of the century (1900s that is) home...I'm going log.
;)
Please to add to above post ^
:lol:
Oh, and also: I'll never be able to afford ANY house anyway...this is all contingent upon winning the lottery. jim and foot are aware of this condition. ;)
We could put it on stone pilings....
But what I'm actually envisioning for you, infi, is a log home on stilts in a corner of a big lake in the Adirondacks. There will be a deck walkway to shore and a 2 car log garage. It will have a boat dock underneath and a trap door so you can drop into your row boat. It will also have a long pier to fish from, and play your cello as you watch eagles soar above. ( I saw this scene in a movie with some cheesy 80's type hero,,, maybe Airwolf?)
All of that is awesome. Except can we change cello to flutophone?
got it. man, my memory is sick.
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I'm getting a cold. I thought I'd managed to fight it off, but it seems not.
Very unhappy. Looks like it's time to double up on the garlic and horseradish!
And that way you'll be safe from wampyres too!
and safe fwom cwazed equine who like wadishes! :)
I'm getting a cold. I thought I'd managed to fight it off, but it seems not.
Very unhappy. Looks like it's time to double up on the garlic and horseradish!
I think the woman next to me at the concert tonight had done that. And maybe long-dead fish too. And she wanted to chat with me :vomit:
log house for monkey = tree.
log house for infinite monkey...........
Wow, what is that? Makes my monkey brain hurt. Where's my banana? :lol:
Cold for me too.
Still coughing from the bronchitis.
Had it less than 24 hours, already sick to the back teeth of it. Literally - all my teeth ache when I get bunged up.
Sore lips from mouth breathing, sore glands, tight-feeling piggy little eyes, sore nose from blowing. Shitty shit shit.
Why do you think you are so susceptible to the lurgi? You seem to be permanently ill.
Probably since starting working in a school.
I know when I first started teaching att he MYCCi i was constantly having the flu or chest infections and the like.
But it doesn't happen to everybody who works in schools. If it did, we'd have no schools. The "freshman flu" usually only affects the first couple of months, as everyone comes together after a break and exchanges germs. Then you develop immunity.
Although smokers have a harder time shaking off that new people new diseases stuff, but I didn't think Sundae was a smoker. I get the feeling you think I'm harassing her and that's why you jumped in, but I assure you I'm not, I just can't be arsed to sugar-coat my concern today. I have many, many people in my life who are sick more often than seems reasonable (e.g. Banana lady) and I guess I'm on a pro-health mission and it leaked over.
Working to much to post and read the Cellar.....
Stop working so hard Merc! That's what gubberment is for. ;)
Where the fucking fuck are my corono bypass pruners?
The ones you lent to the neighbor last year?
Took Carrotchops for a mostly routine vet visit today. Was going to have to anyway for monthly worming (has to be weighed each time on account of speedy growth ;p)but as it goes, he's had a bad tum for last few days and yesterday it was proper bad.
So, anticipated I'd probably have to starve him and then do bland food for a day. That's about all i was anticipating though.
Anyways. He had his temp taken, and that is a little elevated. So, he's had some anti-biotics. Whilst checking him she noticed an irregularity in his heartbeat. She listened three or four times across the visit. First couple of times he was intermittently dropping a beat, then after that it sounded normal.
Ended up with him having an ECG. Which again showed a spell of normal heart beat then a couple of places where the beat dropped.
Now have to wait to hear from the cardiologist.
It is, she said, most likely nothing. Since he hasn't displayed any other symptoms (no faintng fits for instance - not nice when the vet asks if your puppy has had any fainting fits). It's possible it was the stress of the visit. This was the first time he'd acted afraid in the waiting room. Or, it could be the temperature, which itself may either be a bug or teething trouble. The bad stomach could also be either teething related or a bug. And the couple of days of dire rears may have dropped his potassium levels, which can make the heart do funny things apparently.
It was also not either of our regular vets. I think this one is a bit of a stickler for protocol. See something irregular, do a test. I suspect neither of our regular vets would have considered it necessary unless there was still something there after the bug/bad tum's been sorted.
I have since wondered if, when I spilled some coffee granules earlier, and he was trying to grab the cloth whilst I was cleaning up, he may have hoovered up a few granules...caffeine can dangerously increase a puppy's heartbeat, even in small quantities.
Anyway...poor baba is being starved apart from an ikkle scoop of food to carry his tablets. And he had the indignity of a thermometer up his bottom. And then the vet took him away from me and into a different room to do the ECG. I heard him crying at one point. Thought they'd hurt him. Turns out having made not a peep with the needle (blood test) or the ecg pads being attached, he freaked the fuck out when they sprayed a little white spirits onto the contact points.
So...most likely nowt. But I have that niggly worm of worry that won't entirely go away.
Routine vet trip suddenly ended up costing £160. Fortunately £100 of that should be covered by the insurance.
I had to take Cleo to the vet yesterday. We came outside in the morning and she was drooling all over the place and teeth were chattering etc. I thought maybe either snake/spider bite having seen the same symptoms in Sheeba quite a few years ago; or possibly she'd been playing with a cane toad.
Anyway, took her to the vet, he thought cane toad and put her in the hydrobath to clean out her mouth and fill her stomach - the intention is to make them vomit and get the poison out - but while we were doing this, he noticed a bone wedged between her very back teeth. Uh-oh! So out came the pliers, and out came the bone! Result. A happy dog.
She had a temp though, and the vet said sometimes the stress of something like that can cause a temp, so maybe the same thing with Carrot.
Also, our old dog Sheeba had a 'galloped heartbeat' which was very similar to what you've described in Carrot, and she lived to the ripe old age of 13, which is pretty old for a big dog. Actually, she was classed as a giant breed because of the dane in her, so even more impressive.
So, after that long winded story, I just wanted to say, "it's probably nothing." :)
Good wishes out to baby Carrot.
Goddamn laptop has suddenly started experiencing severe failure symptoms, and the extended warranty expired five damn days ago. I don't want to buy a new machine, and I really don't want to use Windows 7. Dammit.
I tripped over the cleaning lady's vacuum cord, that was stretched out across the aisle way. I hit the cement floor with a layer of thin carpet hard with my left wrist and my right knee.
I'm sore but I'm old. (I feel drunk but I'm sober. I'm sane but I'm overwhelmed. I've got one hand in my pocket and the other one is beat to shreds. Sorry Alanis.) My knee is giving out if I'm not careful. I wish it would have broken in two.
I should be put to pasture. I'll live with the cows. They would be nice to me. Anything. Anything but this life. Truly.
Worker's Comp! This is your chance!
I can see the emotional trauma from here!
Heh. No, I'm the klutz. And I'm sore but ok.
Uh, no. Infi, "the cleaning lady's vacuum cord, that was stretched out across the aisle way". Was there a warning sign up?
They're right IM. That is why they carry insurance. Take care of YOU!!!!
I tripped over the cleaning lady's vacuum cord, that was stretched out across the aisle way. I hit the cement floor with a layer of thin carpet hard with my left wrist and my right knee.
I'm sore but I'm old. (I feel drunk but I'm sober. I'm sane but I'm overwhelmed. I've got one hand in my pocket and the other one is beat to shreds. Sorry Alanis.) My knee is giving out if I'm not careful. I wish it would have broken in two.
I should be put to pasture. I'll live with the cows. They would be nice to me. Anything. Anything but this life. Truly.
At least get checked out now, at their expense. Just in case something pops up later, caused by this.
I saw the cord, tried to step over, felt my toe catch, and must have panicked (sp?) And went down like a rock. It simultaneously happened so fast and was in slow mo. No witnesses, it was before work (and don't want to be late ya know!)
I filed the report with campus police though. He took a pic of my shoes! I'm no shoe girl (anymore) so they can't blame my fashion sense. I think the report will be enough if something did come up but I'm really ok. I took the day off to rest all my sore parts and that is even stressful because I have so much work to do. But they've told me I need to take care of myself and take some of my vac time so I guess this day is in the realm of taking care.
Maybe they're just trying to lull you so you don't think up some nasty little law suit while you're feeling all sore and sorry for yourself. ;)
In all fairness (to me) that conversation happened in a meeting with a bigwig BEFORE the incident because I never take vacation time. I don't doubt it was more than duplicitous, in this funny little place, and I don't think for a second it was really about my welfare. More a CYA thing. Only by Y I mean T. lol
Plus, I'm all like not a thieving cheater take take take kind of person, but I wonder if I should be. 47 years of acting in the best way I know how in that realm has landed me money. Some have no qualms making their existence someone else's problem. I have qualms, hereto therefore I won't be a lying cheating waste of flesh. And boy do I feel tempted to just start being one. ;)
In all fairness (to me) that conversation happened in a meeting with a bigwig BEFORE the incident because I never take vacation time. ...
I'm glad to hear that because if my boss had suggested I take a day of my holiday (=vacation) allowance to recover from an injury sustained at work it'd drive me straight into making a claim against the company. I still say get yourself checked out at their expense, just in case.
World of difference between geting checked out and filing suits against them.
I remember when I was teaching down at the MYCCI. One of the students was quietly determined to get a payout. He spent several days intermittently kicking the leg of one chair in the smoking room then engineered (by dint of leaning back on the now bent leg) a fall off his chair. Tried to sue us. Did the same thing at one o fthe work experience placements we sent him to. Think he tried falling down some steps that time. Or was that the previously successful claim he made against a former employer? Can't recall now.
There is no lying nor cheating here...
You tripped over a cord at work.
Whether it is the School's responsibility or the subcontractor's (cleaning company) that left the cord dangerously laying across a known walking area doesn't matter.
You were injured - no matter how temporarily. The emotional scars will remain.
Its on them (whoever them is)
Oh, and what Limey said.
In all fairness (to me) that conversation happened in a meeting with a bigwig BEFORE the incident because I never take vacation time. I don't doubt it was more than duplicitous, in this funny little place, and I don't think for a second it was really about my welfare. More a CYA thing. Only by Y I mean T. lol
Plus, I'm all like not a thieving cheater take take take kind of person, but I wonder if I should be. 47 years of acting in the best way I know how in that realm has landed me nothing. Some have no qualms making their existence someone else's problem. I have qualms, hereto therefore I won't be a lying cheating waste of flesh. And boy do I feel tempted to just start being one. ;)
That should have read as above. HA!
Thanks for your concerns but as I said I filed a report and it's on record and everything, if I would feel worse later. But I'm really not up for the damn x-ray crap. Leave the doc office go to hospital outpatient or maybe hospital and wait around and get contorted every which way...I've had so many different tests in the past few years (some normal tests, some not) and I really don't want to go through one more round of PIA x-rays or whatever...to hear GOOD NEWS there's nothing wrong with you (the unspoken finish to that is: except you're crazy and old.) ;)
Oh, and I need to clarify. I was only talking about the lying and cheating in response to Ali's tongue in cheek comment in post #856. I thought it a good time to say that deep in my dark heart sometimes I wish I COULD do something like that.
I never thought anyone was really suggesting getting looked into = lawsuit. Just wanted to be clear. I wasn't BEING all high and mighty I was only saying how LOW and UNMIGHTY I almost wish I could be, sometimes. :)
I hear ya. It just reminded me of an anecdote is all :p
Still, as much as those x-rays are a PITA and all. You should be able to get all checked out not only on their dime, but while you are getting your normal pay as well.
FTR - I am not advocating anything, just trying to help. I, like you, had a REALLY minor slip at my old job about 6 months after my son's accident. I knocked my head on the ground after slipping/twisting on ice. My back was sore and I had a headache for a bit. I took some aspirin and thought ... "I don't have time to deal with this" "I'm tough, I can handle it" "It's no big deal" etc. etc. etc.
That was almost three years ago. My back still hurts occasionally - especially when I'm lifting heavy stuff. Headaches have subsided now, but they were more frequent for about 6 months.
What SHOULD I have done?
I suppose things are a little different if medical treatment is something you have to pay for, or start involving yourself in insurance claims etc.
Reporting it is useful though. because if there is any physical come back on this and you need time off, there's a record of the fact that the cause was a workplace accident.
I didn't even want to report it but we're supposed to, and wanted to cover my butt in case...and I just didn't have the mental energy to take it farther. (further? farther? which is correct? I seem to have lost most grammatical skills these days.)
I seem to have lost most grammatical skills these days.)
DOCUMENT THAT!!! :rolleyes:
DOCUMENT THAT!!! :rolleyes:
What do you think her 28,000 posts on the Cellar are for?
Heeheee. That just proves 'crazy.' :)
Greed.
About a year an a half ago, Nissan was giving away an iPad for something or other. My counterpart here wanted it. I didn't really care, so I helped him win it. Then there was another contest from the service contract people, and we won 2 iPads. We each got one. great. cool toy to have.
So the last 2 months there has been a new contest for the new iPad3. Last night it came out that he thinks he should get it if we win. I would like to have it because I leave mine at Amanda's house, and I could use it ... but I certainly don't NEED it. I just can't believe what a pig this fucker is. I mean, I KNOW he's a greedy fuck.... but this is ridiculous. he needs 3 iPads? 3? I'm gonna try to get our boss to take it if we win. That's spiteful of me.... but goddamn.
heh.
I felt bad because I had no 3 ipads until I met a man who only had 1.
Jim. You think you should have 2, for your convenience, and dude shouldn't have 3, for his convenience? So you can keep one at your girlfriend's house so you don't have to lug the monstrosity back and forth? And your cohort is greedy?
Um, tell you what, let me help you out. Send it to me. I'd love one, but couldn't afford such a luxury. Or maybe give it to some lowly cleaning person in your office who doesn't even have a Sony Walkman? Hmmmmm? :rolleyes:
I love you man, but really. Wasn't it you who called something "white people problems?" :comfort:
yeah... i know... it's totally white people problems.
Am I greedy to accept a prize? this is a contest for the finance guys. there are 2 of us. he's got 2, i've got one.... As I said, I don't need it. but I'd take it. wouldn't you?
I mean, if you won free lunch today, would you refuse it because there are kids starving in the city?
:lol:
No, but if my lunch were already paid for I'd pass the ticket to a coworker. I'm not taking it to the 'starving kids' level; your point is rather irrelevant. I'm not even sure on what level that was supposed to BE a point. It was like a classic point. ;)
At this point, you're just collecting luxury items. Like if I kept winning hair dryers...why would I want 5 or 6 hair dryers? I'd give them to friends.
And by friends I mean someone at the Cellar named infinite monkey. :p:
'Cause, I'd do just about anything for an ipad, even beg. :sadbeggingdogsmilie:
:)
You know I'm yanking your chain a bit right? I don't really think there's anything wrong with your groove being scorched in the matter...it just tickles me funny bone a bit. :kisspink:
I wish I had some of your problems.
we probably won't win... too much bad mojo going on... but if we do... I want the boss to take it. If I wind up with it... THEN we'll talk about what you're willing to do to get one ;)
I'll come work for you, I'm 2 seconds from walking out of this mess. I've never seen a more clueless set of people in charge.
I give us a couple more months before heads start rolling. My head isn't going to roll because I have documented EVERY single time I've been dismissed, ignored, berated...I get no help when I ask and I am shoved aside when I offer to help.
MY BP is through the roof and I feel I'm headed for a heart attack. :cry:
The newest bitch is making her people read literature on how to be a better follower. What? Servant Leadership anyone?
I can wash cars, really well. :)
I'll come work for you,
--snip--
I can wash cars, really well. :)
Cars? He works in the
finance department. You'll have to launder money, monkey.
I'd put you in the service department. You would be awesome at commiserating with people's problems when they come in with issues. You'd have them laughing about it, and they wouldn't even notice that we charge them $115/hr labor. You might even win your OWN iPad.
Rusted out Subframe :eek:
hope it's part of the recall.........
:::news in while typing, need to transfer it to Ford, should be covered.....:::
::Fingers crossed:: (that the engine doesn't fall out while I transfer it......) :eek:
I'd put you in the service department. You would be awesome at commiserating with people's problems when they come in with issues. You'd have them laughing about it, and they wouldn't even notice that we charge them $115/hr labor. You might even win your OWN iPad.
Being quite adept at talking students off the ledge (and often have them laughing) I think I would do very well in such a capacity. :)
ugh, Ford can't look at it until tomorrow......
I bet they say they can't fix it and offer us a paltry settlement
heh.
I felt bad because I had no 3 ipads until I met a man who only had 1.
Jim. You think you should have 2, for your convenience, and dude shouldn't have 3, for his convenience? So you can keep one at your girlfriend's house so you don't have to lug the monstrosity back and forth? And your cohort is greedy?
Um, tell you what, let me help you out. Send it to me. I'd love one, but couldn't afford such a luxury. Or maybe give it to some lowly cleaning person in your office who doesn't even have a Sony Walkman? Hmmmmm? :rolleyes:
I love you man, but really. Wasn't it you who called something "white people problems?" :comfort:
1%er! Us 99% are on food stamps and we ain't got no I-pads!
Uncle Biff has stage 4 fucking lung cancer.
Shit.
I flew to Charlotte Sunday morning. Dad picked me up at the airport. We went and had breakfast at Waffle house, then on to Biff's house. Dad told me in the car that it was good that I came now, because Biff had taken a turn for the worse after the Chemo.
When we got there, Biff was sitting out on the screen porch, leaning on some pillows. Shaved head, haggard face, distracted demeanor. He was in there, but barely. Everyone was telling me that he was SO much better than he had been recently. He knew me, and we talked some... even did some pottery together. It was good.
Then, after a couple hours, he started nodding off, and saying incoherent things like someone talking in their sleep would do. We left in the afternoon, and would be back this morning to hang with him while his wife Linda got back to work. Calls this morning told us that he had had a really rough night. He was ornery, and abusive, and generally combative. He was up when we got there, though. Linda had decided to skip work again, and there was a doctors appointment scheduled for 3pm to see about having him admitted. He was too much for Linda to handle.
He had a nap for a bit but by 2pm he was trying to lock himself in the bathroom. He had fallen down in there overnight, so Linda was not having it. He, however, was not having any of her mothering. He got so worked up screaming and yelling. He'd had 3 heart attack episodes over the last 5 years.... cancer not only in his lungs, but liver and brain too. Linda stepped away and asked me to get him to sit down on the bathroom chair. As she left, he shut the door on me.... so I stood there liike an ass until I heard him fall down. ...45 seconds maybe... Then i busted in, and he was on his back like a turtle. I sat him up, straightened his legs out, and tried to get him up. he was breathing inconsistently... like sleep apnia. no breath, then a snore and a deep breath....
I tried once to lift his limp ass into the chair, but couldnt manage it. My dad went to call 911. now, there's no breathing. fuck. get the chair out. lie him down on the cold goddamn tile floor, and put his shaved head on a towel. his cold yellow head. Started compressions. blew a breath into him. it gurgled out like he was full of phlegm. more compressions.... next breath goes iin but does not come back out,. swept his mouth, and got his false teeth out from under his tongue, sat him up, and he breathed out. then he breathed in!
he has a fast pulse in his neck. then the breath stops again. back onto his back, and more compressions. fast hard shallow shoves on his chest. my arms got too tired, so I had Carrie, his daughter, who was on the phone with 911 spell me for a minute. Now i hear the sirens, and I take over compressions again. a couple more breaths and a million more compressions over the 2 minutes it takes the EMT to get to him ( they really did get there quickly)
So I get the hell out of their way. go into the kitchen and I'm sweating and panting, and sobbing ... after I can breathe, I start clearing a path for the stretcher to get in. I'm pretty sure he's gone.
But then, Carrie says he asked for his teeth. So... I dunno.. .maybe he'll make it. After they cart him out, and are cleaning up, the EMT boss guy says probably not. They got no pulse, and it didn't look good.
We got to the hospital just in time to be there when the Doctor, a grief counselor and a Chaplain? came out together to give us the bad news.
Biff is gone. Linda is hysterical.... crying laughing, and all stops in between by turns. denying that it's true, then accepting it, then denying it again.
My dad is relieved that Biff went quickly instead of slowly (I'm with him).
I'm .... I don't know. I cant believe he died like that. right there. right then. SO glad I came down here and had Sunday morning to see him alert, if only for an hour or two.
See ya, Biff, you dead prick. I'll miss you.
:mecry: :hug: :comfort:
Sorry man. [COLOR="LemonChiffon"]At the risk of being callous, remember ABC in that moment Airway, Breathing, Circulation. They're important in that order. Pertinent info and impertinent to say at this time.[/COLOR]
Jim, my heart goes out to you man. You did great, you won't regret it. So sorry.
I was going to say that I'm glad you got so see him, but holy crap. Not like that. You did good though. It was very good you were there. I'm sorry he's gone.
:no idea what to say:
so sorry.
Sorry for your loss sir.
And so we learn what is important -- thank you so much for sharing the story with us.
You did great.
Damn Jim. no words. sympathies to those still here and a prayer for him.
So sorry.
Thanks. I wanted to put my impressions in writing so I could read it again in the future. Also wanted to try to convey what was, behind the birth of my children, the most real thing that ever happened....to me? No. uh.... Something.
....um..... The most real thing I've ever witnessed. In that moment, there was only that moment. A drip of sweat from my brow landed right in his open eye. Slow motion. He did not blink.
God.
Holy shit, man. Goddamn. I'm glad you told your story.
Wow. Being there with him at his passing is a very specific gift.
You did so well Jim.
Peace to you all.
Jim I am so sorry for your loss. It must have been gruelling, harrowing. Thank you for recording it for your future self, and sharing it with us.
Maybe Biff was waiting to see you one last time?
Wow. Jim, thanks for sharing this. Hopefully some of the strangeness/grief of the experience will fade and you will be grateful to have been there in your dear uncle's last moments.
Aww jim. I'm so sorry for your loss. :(
I got caught in
this on Friday.
I was flying from LAX to DC through Nashville (Tenacious D was on my flight!). When we landed in Nashville, there was a garbled message from American Airlines on my voicemail, which I deleted. I discovered what it must have been about when I saw that the second and final leg of my flight had been cancelled. The gate agents sent me to the ticket agents, who told me that my new flight was:
a) 5:30 PM
b) Saturday
c) Routed through Chicago with a 2 hour layover
d) Arriving in DC after midnight, Sunday morning.
And in compensation, I had a discount at the local Mariott.
I was unhappy, but I figured that with at least four flights to DC cancelled, enough people were in my situation that it wasn't too surprising that it would be hard to get them all accomodated quickly. So I spent the night in Nashville, and got back to the airport the next morning, where again the ticket agents said that no earlier flights were available. I resigned myself to wandering airport shops for 6 hours.
I did just that for an hour or so, slowly making my way to my gate, and when I got there, I discovered that a direct flight to DC was leaving from that gate within the hour!
Here is where my groove got less scorched. I asked the gate agents if they could fit me on the flight, and they did so! I got home at 4pm instead of midnight, and so did my checked luggage!
So ticket agents scorched my groove, but gate agents slapped on a bit of aloe.
moisturizing scorched grooves is *always* a good idea. Slapplication method to be negotiated between the groove owner and the moisturizerer.
Wow Jim. What a thing to go through. Sorry for your loss, I hope your family finds peace soon.
[COLOR="LemonChiffon"](I know this is late, but I just saw your post)[/COLOR]
So sorry to hear of your loss. You were there for him, did everything you could ... a last gift. Thank you for sharing something so important.
Shoot, Jim, only just read that.
Since Grandad died I have wished I could read more accounts of people present when relatives stopped living.
I'm so glad I was there when Grandad died.
Because he would have died anyway and I just feel better that I was at his side.
In fact I told him to "Go home" because of his strong Catholic faith, and Mum and my sister (also Catholic) found this really comforting. He died about 15 minutes after that. I doubt he'd really heard any of us for at least 12 hours, but if it helped Mum & Law...
It helps me to process my own ambivilant feelings when I read about other people present at death when it was both expected and yet the loss was felt. Thanks for sharing.
Damn, I'd intended to post about this when I was back at my comp (I was reading on iphone) then totally forgot.
Jim, honey, what a thing to go through. I really appreciate you sharing your experience.
I've been present at one death, my Dad, but it was entirely expected, with us around his bed, expected right then and there. I've also seen a colleague have a massive heart attack and fall down to the floor, never to regain consciousness, and died in the ambulance. He was midway through speaking to me at the moment his expression changed. Looking right at me.
Neither of those experiences are entirely like yours, but I feel like I can make the mental leap to what that might have been like because of them.
*hugs*
We don't talk enough about dying in western culture. I mean, we talk about fear of dying, we talk about rates of death and we talk about disease trajectories, but we don't as a culture talk about death and dying very much at all until something hits us between the eyes.
I think it's a good thing that these experiences are shared.
My groove is scorched by Rush Limbaugh, Mitt Romney, et all.
Listening to the lies fall from their lips makes me sick and angry. I'm all for free speech, yup, even lying. But I believe it's wrong to try to persuade by being so... enthusiastically and hyperbolically misleading. From Rush today: "... the biggest tax increase in the history of the world! .... (moments later) .... and the tax will be paid to insurance companies!" It's not a tax increase. And if it is a tax increase, taxes are not paid to private companies. I have heard a couple hours of this kind of fearmongering and lying. The maddening part is that lots of people are moved by this shit. A couple more examples:
"The Supreme Court has affirmed the limitless power of the federal government today."
"Obamacare is not about improving heathcare, it's about the limitless expansion of the federal government and the behavioral control of the American people."
"The American people know they're not going to be able to keep their doctor. It won't be long until the only place you can go for health care is the government."
"The court has now said it is constitutional for a tax on more than one child."
"Many more than 20 million people will lose their healthcare."
I can't stand this shit.
Mitt Romney's no better. I listened to his response to he made regarding the decision from the Supreme Court. In this case I have the transcript and I take issue with many of the things he said.
“As you might imagine I disagree with the Supreme Court’s decision, and I agree with the dissent, what the court did not do on its last day in session, I will do on my first day if elected President of t he United States, and that is I will act to repel Obama Care. Lets be clear about what the court did and did not do. The court said that Obama care does not violate the Constitution. What they did not do was say Obama-care was a good law or its good policy, Obama care is bad policy yesterday, its bad policy today.
Obama care was bad law yesterday, it’s bad law today. Let me tell why I said that, Obama care raises taxes on the American people by approximately 500 billion dollars, Obamacare cuts medicare, cuts medicare by approximately 500 billion dollars and even with those cuts and tax increases, Obama care raises billions to our national debt and pushes obligation the oncoming generations. Obamacare also means for up to 20 million Americans they will lose the insurance they currently have, the insurance that they like and want to keep.
Obamacare is a job killer, businesses across the country have been asked what they think of Obama care, 3 quarters of those survived [surveyed, -- bigv] by the chamber of commerce said Obamacare makes it less likely for them to hire people. And perhaps most troubling of all, Obamacare puts you between the Federal government and your doctor. For all those reasons its important for us to repeal and replace Obamacare. What are some of the things we will keep in place? And must be in place for a reform, a real reform of the healthcare system. One we have to make sure people who want to keep their current insurance will be able to do so. Having 20 million people, up to that number of people, lose the insurance they want is simply unacceptable.
Number two, we’ve got to make sure that those people who have preexisting conditions know that they will be able to be insured. And they will not lose their insurance. We also have to assure that we do our very best to help each state in their efforts to assure that every American has access to affordable health care. And something that Obamacare does not do that must be done in real reform is helping lower the cost of health care and health insurance. It’s becoming prohibitively expensive.
And so this is now a time for the American people to make a choice. You can choose whether you want to have a larger and larger government more and more intrusive in your life. Separating you and your doctor. Whether you’re comfortable with more deficits. Higher debt that will be passed onto the coming generations. Whether you’re willing to have the government put in place a plan that potentially causes you to lose the insurance that you like.
Or whether instead you want to return to a time when the American people will have their own choice in health care. Where consumers will be able to make their choices as to what kind of health insurance they want. This is a time of choice for the American people. Our mission is clear. If we want to get rid of Obamacare, we’re going to have to replace President Obama.
My mission is to make sure that we do exactly that. That we return to the American people the privilege they’ve always had that lived their lives that they feel most appropriate. Where we don’t pass onto coming generations massive deficits and debt. Where we don’t have a setting where jobs are lost.
If we want good jobs and bright economic future for ourselves and for our kids, we must replace Obamacare. That is my mission. That is our work. And I’m asking the people of America to join me. If you don’t want the course that President Obama has put us on, if you want instead a course that the founders envisioned, then join me in this effort. Help us. Help us defeat Obamacare. Help us defeat the liberal agenda that makes government too big, too intrusive and is killing jobs across this country. Thank you very much.”
I'd like someone to please explain the grain of truth at the center of these Faux pearls of wisdom, please.
Obamacare also means for up to 20 million Americans they will lose the insurance they currently have, the insurance that they like and want to keep.
most troubling of all, Obamacare puts you between the Federal government and your doctor.
Howso?
Number two, we’ve got to make sure that those people who have preexisting conditions know that they will be able to be insured. And they will not lose their insurance. We also have to assure that we do our very best to help each state in their efforts to assure that every American has access to affordable health care.
um... what? what was number one again? And why did you switch scripts to the one that supports the law "those with preexisting conditions should be able to get insurance"? "Assure every american has access to health insurance" ??
Romney makes a standard pitch "you have a choice, this or that. Him
[SIZE=6]or[/SIZE] me". I have two problems with this kind of appeal. One, misrepresenting the position of one's opponent is an almost inescapable peril. Second, I can't remember any of these hypothetical propositions that was truly this OR that, exclusively. It produces the opposite of the desired effect in me, it makes this kind of appeal sound like a lie.
Romney does it here like this:
...the American people to make a choice. You can choose
a larger and larger government
more and more intrusive in your life.
Separation of you and your doctor.
more deficits.
Higher debt
a plan that potentially causes you to lose the insurance that you like.
[SIZE=6] Or[/SIZE]
the American people will have their own choice in health care.
consumers able to make choices re health insurance
Come on. Even Romney can't believe this shit.
If you don’t want the course that President Obama has put us on, if you want instead a course that the founders envisioned
... seriously? The founders wanted to repeal Obamacare?
It makes me ILL.
Fucking stoopid fucking Wimbledon fucking tennis.
There were only two programmes I wanted to watch tonight: the final part of a 3 part docu series (The Men Who Made Us Fat) and regular panel show, Mock the Week. Both on BBC2.
Turned tv on for TMWMUF and the tennis still playing. Checked the radiotimes website and the listing is there, checked my tv's menu listings and suddenly my docu has vanished, and it's wimbers til 10.
Just tried again for Mock the Week and it's still bastard tennis. And MTW has now vanished from the tv menu and its wimbers til 10:30, just in time for 'Coast' a show about the British coastline I don't watch. If indeed that goes out at all.
Fucking hate Wimbledon. Bad enough it takes over BBC 2 for most of it, but the overruns and ever-lasting matches mean even the stuff that's still scheduled ends up being pulled.
Dont even like tennis. Bleh.
Given they're turning off the analogue signal in most areas, and everyone's moving over to freeview digital I really hope next year if the match is overrunning they can shunt the coverage over to one of the dormant bbc channels and leave the scheduled telly alone.
My groove is scorched by Rush Limbaugh, Mitt Romney, et all.
<snip>
Come on. Even Romney can't believe this shit.
It makes me ILL.
V, here's a little balm for your groove today.
The Daily Caller
06/28/2012
Romney website: ‘Mitt will nominate judges in the mold of Chief Justice Roberts’
Conservatives around the country may be regretting Chief Justice John Roberts’ appointment
to the Supreme Court after Thursday’s ruling upholding President Barack Obama’s health care law,
but Mitt Romney‘s campaign website still holds him up as the paradigm of a Supreme Court justice.
[COLOR="DarkRed"]“As president, Mitt will nominate judges in the mold of
Chief Justice Roberts and Justices Scalia, Thomas, and Alito,”[/COLOR]
the “Courts & Constitution” section of Romney’s website
continues to read hours after the decision was handed down.
<snip>
The judges that Mitt nominates will exhibit a genuine appreciation for the text, structure,
and history of our Constitution and interpret the Constitution and the laws as they are written.
And his nominees will possess a demonstrated record of adherence to these core principles.”
<snip>
Some conservatives have ripped Roberts for his vote.
Conservative leader Brent Bozell, for instance,
went as far as to call Roberts “a traitor to his philosophy.”
One of the big lessons we have to drill into Minifob right now is that sometimes other people are wrong, and that's okay. You just have to let them be wrong. I probably say this to him at least 2-3 times a week.
Why can I not practice what I preach?
Ahh, the false belief thing. Has Minfob told any lies yet?
Oh yeah, all the fucking time. He has major problems with losing. Typical of his age, but he will claim in front of 15 witnesses that the ball which hit him square in the chest simply did not do so.
But those pass quickly, he does know in his heart that he's wrong, he's just covering embarrassment. It's the times when he is right that cause the most problems. He gets really irritated if someone is doing or saying something incorrectly and they won't listen to him tell them why they're wrong.
I do know exactly where he gets it. :)
Sort of like your dad telling you your eyes aren't green?
Hey, there you go! It's my dad's fault.
THIS is really scorching my groove today. yesterday too. i was going to go watch lurker and sometimes poster dr. froth play in his band. if i'd of gone? i'd of gone to jail. cops + me = jail. read it. the way that the fucking cops are these days...they suck. (sarge excluded of course.)
The ONLY thing to do when police ask you to remain/detain is to say: a) Am I free to leave? (If so, leave at once.) b) Am I under arrest? On what charges? c) I am exercising my right to remain silent pending legal counsel. (It sounds ridiculous to SAY "I am exercising my right to remain silent", but apparently you have to explicitly say that, as otherwise a judge may decide you didn't exercise this right and were just obstructive.)
Unfortunate second-hand experience.
Not trying to trump anyone with first-hand experience. But after reading the linked article I wonder what would've happened if every patron in the bar had refused to give up their ID and wait for it to be returned? Because this was definitely a breach of the 4th amendment. That said, I know the 4th amendment means squat in a given bar, on a given night. :mad2:
Just curious, why didn't go you to see Dr. Froth play, Fred?
Anyways, I read Dr. Froth's blog. Even before I read his scenarios at McD or Walmart, it did not sound right to me. And when I watched the video, the situation seemed even more ridiculous. You know what? I know cops. :D Love them. They are wonderful people. I'm gonna call the one I'm closer to and ask why this is so. These days I'm usually "I don't give a sh*t," but after watching Dr. Froth's video, I really want to call this cop "friend" of mine and ask him why they do such things.
i didn't go because paul had come home from the hospital that day. wasn't going to leave him here alone.
i know a couple of them too. sarge excluded. they're alright. but when it gets to the point of harassment?
There is no argument that you can give me that will make me think for ONE FUCKING SECOND that these power-hungry fuckbags had reasonable suspicion that all hundred plus patrons of the bar were about to engage in a criminal act, engaging in criminal acts during the exact moment of the raid, or had just completed the act of evil prior to the arrival of the police.
These things unfortunately happen. I know some good cops too. But I also know that, if I'm ever stopped/detained/whatever, I will NOT say a word. Because everything I say can and will be used against me, and nothing I say will help me.
And cops are a brotherhood (minority sisterhood) and stick by their own, so LB, I doubt you'll get a satisfactory answer from your friend. Sorry.
My power went out 11pm Friday, and came back on 3 hours ago; and now my cable's still out.
That sucks ... I heard DC had the worst of the power outages.
Nothing like south Jersey, and much of it will take days to restore power.
I feel proper hard done to if we lose power for half an hour.
Scorching my groove today is my eczema. Think it's infected again. Only finished the more recent courseof antibiotics 5 or 6 days ago. Which itself was a top up of the previous course.
Waiting on a call back from my doc. Feeling really scritchetty and ill.
I don't have to worry about finding or giving a fuck today, because a perfect clusterfuck found me.
I was supposed to go back to smalltown PA tomorrow, hang out with friends and watch fireworks, then sign papers on Thursday that would make me a free woman, see my financial counselor, and join a pontoon boat party for the weekend.
Then my dad called ... he's having urgent surgery Friday. In Canada. So I buy a last-minute plane ticket and I'm going to be there, leaving as soon as papers are signed Thursday. Well and good. Nervous for him but he needs the surgery.
Then the lawyer, who's just back from vacation, isn't getting back to me - may not have the papers ready Thursday - we may or may not be able to even see him Thursday ... I'm left with a vague promise from the secretary that he'll 'try' to see me/stbx at 8:30 Thursday morning. No promises as to whether the papers will be ready.
Then stbx spends the day texting/calling me, freaking out about money, and telling me his income has dropped hugely this month. There won't be much to share when we split the accounts early next week.
And, as I get home after hours of stbx, I get a call from the friends in smalltown saying plans are screwed, their daughter's flying home a day late so they won't even be in town tomorrow, they're picking her up in the nearest big city. They'll just stay and see the fireworks there, most likely.
So I'm scheduled to drop cats off with son#3 in the morning, I'll arrive in smalltown early afternoon tomorrow, have no one to hang with (everyone has plans by now), spend July 4 alone, go to the lawyer Thurs morning and he won't have the papers ready, fly out to Canada in the afternoon ...
well, I'll be there for my dad. So that's still good. But the rest ...
Damn ortho - that's like a 1/2 dozen murphys all in one post ...
This part though -
stbx spends the day texting/calling me, freaking out about money, and telling me his income has dropped hugely this month.
I call BS! jus sayin.
Life in general!
Hey, we love your work....here's a contract and a promotion!
......................But, we've hired this girls who's 12 and has no experience, put her on better wages and she has the same position as you.
We are going to give you $1000 back on your tax!
......................Your car is going to cost $1400 to fix
Your power bill is only $400 this quarter!
......................But we didnt charge you correctly last quarter, so you owe us $700!
scorching my groove today (and days gone by and days to come, I'm sure)
"Login with Facebook"
Fuck that. I'm a Facebook hostage. My minimal participation there is because there are people there that I care about that have drunk that particular kool-aid, and the bulk of their current events are noted there.
In my opinion, they've lost sight of the wisdom of this aphorism:
"If you're not the customer, you're the product."
What are you paying for Facebook? Probably nothing. What is Facebook giving you? Facebook itself, probably nothing. Most folks are digging the information provided by others. What is a customer? Someone who pays in exchange for goods or services. You do the math.
Fuck me, V, I soooo relate to that. Every so often I feel compelled to go and check in with people, but within a few visits I've had a bellyfull and don't go back for ages.
What's scorching my groove today: stupid shit that really shouldn't be scorching my groove. Stuff that I know isn't personal but somehow, inexplicably, still feels like that way. Along with other random nonsense.
Maybe I'm just in a bad mood.
Ugh... bless his heart, but my dad is an idiot.
He has never held a garage sale in his life, and apparently assumed that everything would be magically sold at the end of the day. So he casually mentions to me at 9:00 this morning that he told the new owner she could move in first thing tomorrow, since of course we'd be completely out by then.
FFFFFUUUUUUUU---
I call the realtor to get the new owner's number.
I call the new owner and she says yes, she was indeed planning on starting tomorrow. I warn her that all is not in fact well, but I will do my best. She allows that we could maybe leave a few pieces in the garage for a few days, but, you know, she wouldn't prefer it.
I call a half dozen consignment stores.
I take pictures of the furniture that I assume at this point will not sell, which is quite a lot of it.
I email said pictures to said consignment stores.
I call half a dozen moving companies, but the earliest any of them can come pick up this crap is 9:30 tomorrow morning.
I begin getting replies from consignment stores, all saying they are not interested in the furniture at all.
Finally, I get a lucky break and the last one says they'll take it.
I say I will have a moving company bring it tomorrow morning.
Oh no, they say, they won't have space in the warehouse for another week and a half.
FFFFFUUUUUUUU---
My 60+ year old mother and I move all the furniture into the garage by ourselves. My brother arrives just in time to see us finish. We load all three cars to the brim with little stuff, and caravan to Goodwill.
But there are still several huge containers of trash and recycling, and my dad's utility company is a bunch of Nazis who won't take anything more than your one allotted bin. So I realize I will have to go back to the house later tonight and load it all up in the minivan, because our garbagemen are nice and will take anything you put out.
But the good news:
1.) We will still be officially out of the house on the 31st, which was the contractual requirement, regardless of what my idiot dad told her. So no payment penalties.
2.) Mr. Clod offered to do the final trash run for me, since I had to do all the other work for this garage sale fiasco, and all he had to do was stay home and play videogames with the kids. So that was nice.
You need a drink.
....
I've learned that there are two categories of garage-salers.
Those who are having the garage sale to make more money.
and
Those who are having the garage sale to make more space.
Oh Clod, think of all the money you're saving, staying toned without paying for a gym.;)
OK, life isn't difficult enough with the constant doctors appointments, dealing with school staff who no longer have a clue (since they let the one teacher who was awesome leave for another position at another school district) and simply enable the current situation instead of PUSHING for improvement and a whole host of a million little things that virtually no one else understands. sigh - anyway ...
Late last year I decided that we were going to try and reduce some of the meds that my son is on.
Called the endocrinologist who monitors his sodium levels among other things to discuss. I wanted to have some tests done to have a baseline of his status for future comparison. They refused to discuss over the phone - gotta see the patient in person BEFORE they'd order the tests.
So we make the appointment & go to the doc mid November. She says: Oh, we cannot support that decision (to reduce meds) without doing a host of blood & urine tests first. Grrrrrrrrrr - THATS WHAT I CALLED FOR IN THE FIRST PLACE! (Bites tongue) Oooook! We leave unsatisfied and disgruntled AND had to pay a larger copay as his medicare no longer covers as much as it used to.
Call the testing facility & set the appointment for a few weeks out. I pull him out of school to go get the blood & urine work. Major hassles in communication, long lines & asst other BS till finally the blood is drawn. (higher copay here too) Call the doc back and schedule ANOTHER appointment. Nothing available till Feb. (WTF???)
Wait another three months and finally go see the doc again in March. Explain the entire situation all over again.
She says "I have never, in all my years (older woman) seen anyone successfully reduce their dosage ... blah blah blah..." I tuned her out at that point. WTFE lady. Left. Oh had to pay the increased copay AGAIN.
(Mentally added her to the list of medical professionals to prove wrong)
On the ride home I told him - We're gonna try something, you up for it? etc. Rinse repeat dozens of times over the next few days/week.
Finally, I think he's got it and he's on board. We had the tests done and have the baseline. It was a frikkin hassle, but we got the data we wanted.
I was to call in August for the 6 month appointment and followup.
I decided to call to today to get the doc to order the lab tests so that we could have them to discuss at our appt. in Sept. (seemed logical) Many hassles, spoke with three different people until I finally get the story. She is out for the month of July and is leaving the practice in August. WTF initially, then I thought 'great' we can have a more proactive and responsive doc ... maybe. Schedule an appointment with his NEW endocrinologist and ask about having new tests done so we can compare the data from Feb with the ones I'll have done in Aug. . . Looooong pause with papers shuffling. We have no record of any tests from Feb. We have something from April of 2011. Are you effing kidding me? She looks again. Sorry, no records here. At least we got the appt. set.
Call the lab (THE SAME LAB) to set an appt and to check on the ones from Feb. We have no lab work from Feb. We do have some from last Nov. though. WHAT??? We didn't have any lab work done in Nov. '11 WTF?
Long pause, put on hold. Blah blah blah. Look, just send EVERYTHING you have over the last three years to Doc X. Oh, sorry we cannot do that without the patient approval. Also, we don't save that info for that long.
I had to hang up the phone. I was this >< close to going ballistic.
I'll take a breath and reflect upon the hours wasted and try again tomorrow. Maybe the lab fairies will find the info by then.
My groove, it is officially scorched!
Our camping truck the Riverpig may be dead ,
Any body know any thing about Deisel engines , spec about piston rings ???
I just paid $395.00 for a new hard drive. I have been without a computer for a week. I had to go to the library to check my email and facebook I'm sorry I did not come here, but my time was limited.
This fucking mac has cost me over $500.00 in the last month First it was the fan, now the hard drive. I still like it better than any PC.
We did not try to save any thing from the old HD so I lost all my pictures. I just spent the last couple of hours loading all my software.
FUCKING MAC!!!
classicman, you're a better man than I am.
I would have gone ballistic well before the bulk of that crap happened. YOU know more about your kid than they do, overall. And that absolutely counts. You might not know how to interpret his EEG, or his sodium levels, etc. Those things are important. Details like that are important. But no one else in the whole world knows your son like you do, not his mom, not himself, certainly not any of these doctors or technicians who specialize narrowly.
KEEP AT IT. You know this already of course. He's a lucky boy to have such a devoted and determined Dad.
$249.00 For the hard drive, the rest was labor and tax.
God Classic, that's so frustrating.
Long pause, put on hold. Blah blah blah. Look, just send EVERYTHING you have over the last three years to Doc X. Oh, sorry we cannot do that without the patient approval. Also, we don't save that info for that long.
I'msorryexcuseme whatthefuck?
1.) Ain't no way that shit isn't digital. They have it. They most certainly do save it for liability reasons. It may be old enough that it's backed up on a drive somewhere off-site, but they definitely have it. Get Medicaid receipts to prove labs were paid for in Feb., and threaten to sue them for Medicaid fraud if they can't come up with the evidence that they actually did the tests they were paid for.
2.) Patient approval? WTF. You are the patient (his legal guardian, same diff.) You have a legal right to your own medical records. Nevermind sending them to the doctor, they have to give
you copies of them if you demand them (though they may get to charge you an admin/copying fee.) Show up in their office and refuse to leave without them. And insist each time that you receive copies of all results from now on.
I'm so mad on your behalf I could spit.
Thanks V, that means a lot. You know me well enough... They are only 10 minutes away.
I was dressed and on my way there when I took pause and decided to let my emotional rage subside.
@Clod. I have about a 2 foot stack of medical papers, results and assorted crap. These are literally
the only results I don't have a copy of. They gave me a hassle about getting them back in Feb and Dan
needed to lie down. They were to mail them to me. My bad for not following up.
I needed copies of everything for the effin lawsuit from the little fuck who is suing him anyway.
(Hmm... maybe I gave them to his defense atty.)
Either way, I will be there tomorrow. I'll at least start in a better frame of mind. How things end - who knows.
Sigh - in the long run I'm doing whats best for him. He's down from 5 a day to two a day. Fuck it.
I guess if he gets the blood work done now and its OK, it really doesn't matter what the results were in Feb.
Still too pissed to start thinking about it again tonight. Its on the list for tomorrow.
Probably wise of you to cool off before going in to confront them, but now that you have ... roast the suckers.
And what Clod said.
@Clod. I have about a 2 foot stack of medical papers, results and assorted crap.
I hear you, man. I know it's not the most masculine thing in the world, but I highly recommend getting a massage. (From someone good, not one of those stupid spa places. Call a chiropractor's office and ask who they'd recommend.) Be good to yourself. You're doing a hell of a good job.
Masculine? Me? lol
Anyway. I've gotta get some work done and then head over. I'm in a much better place today.
If I had gone over yesterday, it would have been bad. . . .
Receptionist: "Hello, may I help you?"
Me: ARE YOU OUTTA YOUR FUCKING MIND?!
:shotgun: [COLOR="White"].... [/COLOR]:apistola: [COLOR="White"].... [/COLOR]:angry: [COLOR="White"].... [/COLOR]:sniper: [COLOR="White"].... [/COLOR]:rattat:
Our camping truck the Riverpig may be dead ,
Any body know any thing about Deisel engines , spec about piston rings ???
So the Pig is dead , $4-6000 for a new engine , haveing it towed back here so we can figuer out if we want to part it out or scrap it .
FUUUUUUUCK !!!!
Sorry, Zippy. That sucks.
Yeppers , im here trying to figure up the time and effort of dissembling the beast and Craigslisting various parts or just towing it to the salvage yard
KBB value on the truck best case ( witch this truck aint ) is $3500 ,
the $4-6k is parts Only then a few Hundred to install ,
Lets see i see local Craigs list prices for the utility bed around $800 ,
and a call to a Local scrap dude said $5-600 ,
Hmmmmm ,,,,,,,
do not put a $5000 motor in a $3000 truck.
Might be worth it to put your bed on a beater?
do not put a $5000 motor in a $3000 truck.
Thank you Jim , i figured that part out
Might be worth it to put your bed on a beater?
Naa , if i keep the bed i'd make it a camping trailer ,
frankly i want to get rid of it all and find a jeep or sum such
Stuck in Midway airport for the next 5 1/2 hours! :eek:
Southwest has bailed, no available plane ... now daughter and I will miss the campfire dinner tonight. No earlier available flights and my checked bag (has sleeping bag etc) won't get to Denver until 6:15 anyway.
Well, it is what it is. Eating calamari and trying out a weird cocktail. :D
Maybe if I have two cocktails, they'll find a plane for us sooner ...
ps sorry to hear about your truck, Zippy. That sucks.
Lets see i see local Craigs list prices for the utility bed around $800 ,
and a call to a Local scrap dude said $5-600 ,
Hmmmmm ,,,,,,,
Just because people are asking $800 for their utility beds doesn't mean they are selling them for that.
If this were ebay, I'd tell you to look at the completed auctions to see what they sold for.
has anyone ever heard of a father competing with his daughter(s) as though they are his sons? My father does this. Has always done it.
On our recent trip to Maine he got pissed that my sister and I could read a map. And road signs. You know, the way you do.
He flipped out in the car, ordered me to pull over (on the Me turnpike) and when I didn't immediately pull over (where was I to pull over on the turnpike???) he hit me. While I was driving 80 mph DOWN THE TURNPIKE.
I can't figure this guy out and I've known him for 48 years.
Does anyone else have a father like this?
Old men are expected to get crotchety, especially when they sense their own mental faculties declining and don't want to admit it.
Old men do not get to hit people. Has he always hit you?
Yeah, I'm his whipping girl.
He was really mad at my little sis who was navigating while I drove but he hit me, ostensibly b/c I wouldn't pull over the second he commanded me to.
I realize old men get crotchety as their mental faculties decline but he's always been a bully and he particularly hates me. He has always believed in his own divinity, his "superior" intellect, his "Keen engineering mind," (Said without a hint of irony or humor). When I was a little girl learning math he would "teach" me math by doing certain processes in his mind without explaining them and I would be baffled as to how he came up with the answer and not understand and he would laugh at me and just say that he was much, much smarter than me. Of course he was - I was seven years old!!
He bullied me my whole life - and he's doing it even now. My mother does what she does best - she pretends nothing is happening. She's the definition of Helpless.
He's in complete denial about his decline. He THINKS he's as sharp as he ever was and he's soooooooo not. His memory goes back about ten minutes while my mom's goes back about two min. so he thinks he's okay.
It's a good thing my family never owned any guns. We'd all be dead.
I'm sorry Bri, that sounds awful. People can really suck sometimes.
I'm being a real whiner today.
Don't know what that's about.
I hate when I get like this...
Hit that motherfucker right back.
hard
why not, he'll forget in ten minutes.
Now is the hour of your revenge. You've waited a long long time for this day to come. carpe diem.
:) good one, jim.
Maybe it's part vaca let-down (you know - that feeling that you're in dead, dry, flat, brown OHIO instead of Magical Maine) AND being with my sister and folks for over an entire week with NO WAY OUT (exhausting!) And my older son living with me while he waits for his apt. in Columbus to become available...and that my dad is a motherfucker. :)
Like Madeline Kahn, I'm tiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiired.
Why in the hell is that man in your life? Bioligical connection does not trump assault.
Why in the hell is that man in your life? Bioligical connection does not trump assault.
really good question.
I feel a love and loyalty to my mom - though she never defended any of us from him- and she lives with him, cannot drive. If I want to see her I have to go to her place - but, in all honesty, I could pick her up and bring her to my house or go to a coffee shop. It's a misplaced sort of 'family binds' kind of thing. misplaced feelings. Never sorted or resolved in all this time. It's boring, even to me but sometimes he just really
gets to me and today is one of those times.
Your alcoholism is due to trying to manage emotional reactions due to this kind of mental and physical abuse as a child.
- Loveline
- Work the program
Maybe so, maybe so. Ultimately it's up to me to not drink. Drinking was a way to deal, no doubt, then it turned on me; knowing I cannot handle alcohol, knowing I am alcoholic, I have a responsibility to NOT DRINK regardless of the reasons. Thanks for understanding, though. It's complicated. :)
I do try to work the program (with a sponsor and everything!) but CBT has been a lot more helpful in re-training my thoughts. Even so, his voice still gets stuck in my head now and then. Such a negative, nasty, hateful, sick and evil man.
He told me he was going to outlive me. He really plans on that. Nothing would please him more than to plant me in the ground. It's THAT much hate.
Ugh.
Bri ,
Walk away from him !!! You are Old enough to make choices in your life , make one , You DON'T Need that much Crasy , walk away , i did , from my sister , havent had ANY thing to do with her in YEARS !!!!
oh and the NEXT time he Hits you , STOMP HIS ASSS !!! He should be laying on the ground Nursing his nutz or bleeding with you screaming at him from above
I do try to work the program (with a sponsor and everything!) but CBT has been a lot more helpful in re-training my thoughts. Even so, his voice still gets stuck in my head now and then. Such a negative, nasty, hateful, sick and evil man.
Unfortunately, he had the advantage over you, because he got to you while your brain was still developing.
Tell us, just for understanding, did he face equal or worse abuse when he was young? How much of his hatred is self-hatred?
His family was poor during his childhood (in the '30's....whose family wasn't poor?) but they were the same as everyone else around them, money-wise. They were loved and healthy. The most telling thing is that his brothers and sisters are NOT like him (he's the oldest of five kids) they are, actually, a nice bunch. They love to laugh and get together. They all live close to one another - he's the only one who moved away.
His mother was definitely a "strong" woman and was boss of the house. His sisters are strong women, too. He married a helpless cheerleader who couldn't find her way out of a paper bag with both hands.
The only thing that may have been a problem was his dad would drink IF he had the money to do it, which wasn't often, and was out of work a lot, but so were a lot of people. His dad used to have to ask his mom "for an old dollar" to go to the bar. She held the purse strings and ran the household. She could be tough. And she was really smart. A smart, tough lady with five kids and an iff-y husband. That's his story. His dad keeled over in our bathroom when he was 55 - he smoked Camels (unfiltered) till the day he died. His mom lived to be 95.
Alcoholism is hereditary so unfortunately there's another root you have to deal with.
I brotherly/sisterly love you Bri and everything I say here is out of caring about you.
How much did dad drink when you were a youth?
My dad will drink a beer maybe two, three times a year. ONE BEER.
He says his own dad was NOT an alcoholic but my mother says that Grandpa would drink the entire bottle of whiskey in one setting if he had it. The impediment to his alcoholism was lack of funds, apparently.
I know your questions are out of caring. I appreciate it. I appreciate trying to understand and trying to be understood.
My mom's mother was a morphine addict. Yeah, it runs pretty deep both ways. :)
Yeeah... during my mom's heart recovery, she told me some of the deep family stories which indicated what a compleat and total bitch her mom was. Amazing to hear and realize that these people weren't the gramma-grampa saints I ever thought they were.
I'm going with Jim.
First, hit him back, but follow it up with a quick visit to an old people's home. Like the one on 'The Simpsons'.
I know I'm not help. I wouldn't still be putting up with that. My Dad never hit me, but there was a time in our lives where our relationship became untenable and I walked away from it for almost 3 years. Things are good now, but sometimes you do just have to walk.
So,...um... how hard did he hit you? was it just a swat? or did he hurt you?
irrelevant. One person's swat is another's broken arm.
Exactly what mon said , Bri was driving the family at high way speeds ,
Dip shit could have killed them all ,
He needs a Reality check , Upside his Head !!!
First song is great, but start at 2:40 for your song, Brianna
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thanks for the song, footfootfoot. My father's apology was somewhat less heart-felt.
the next day he said, "We got off to a rough start," and that was it! The "apology"
and jimhelm - he didn't hurt me; he was in the back seat and he sort of karate-chopped me where my neck and shoulder meet. It's just, as zippy said, I was driving 75 mph on a turnpike and it was a pretty unexpected karate-chop. I could've wrecked the car. He's such a tool.
I'm better today. No more whining! Not today anyway.
I'm with Jim & Zip... Drop his ass harrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrd!
ok, this is just a big bitch from me, so please feel free to ignore it because there's really no advice I need. I just want to smack some bitches in the face.
One of the local ladies here had her birthday on Wednesday, and I was going to arrange a facial for her for her birthday (now I'd like to give her something less pleasant than the original facial of course) because I don't really go in for the group gift thing that the other ladies were planning. Along with that, there was meant to be a dinner at the local pub on Sat night to celebrate which I wasn't keen on going to, mostly because the kids have footy in the arvo and I'm going to be tired, so I asked her last week if she'd like to have lunch today (friday) instead. She said she was busy today, so I figured I'd just make an appearance on Sat night and come home early. In the mean time, I've been trying to get her to commit to a time to come over on Sunday for her facial (she'd better not show up now) but she's been worried about being hung over blah blah.
In the mean time, I was talking to another mutual friend yesterday and suggested we have lunch and a catch up today since I had the day free, and she's not going to be there on Sat night either. She said she was too busy today so that was fine. I just hung around home and it was probably better anyway.
So, I'm sitting in the car checking facebook whilst waiting for Mav from school, and there's a lovely status from one to the other thanking them for the lovely lunch.
Fuck them bitches!
Facial is off and so is anything else they have in mind. They're going on a cruise in a month or so with a group of locals. I hope the fucking boat sinks.
Anyway, I sent a text to the one I'm closest to saying how she could have just said she was having lunch with the other rather than just saying she was busy, and she told me to 'grow up'. I wonder if she's forgotten I'm the one who's taking her son to footy and home again tomorrow cause she's going away with her b/f for the weekend.
Dumb fucking cunts. They can all kiss my fucking arse.
... just want to smack some bitches in the face.
I prefer to spank their derrieres myself.
... Fuck them bitches!
Now you're talkin'!
... Dumb fucking cunts.
The best kind.
... They can all kiss my fucking arse.
Pics please!
Keep the information coming: you can always seek asylum in Ecuador.
Here we go! driving maniacs to pennsylvania! spending weekend with said maniacs! Good thing I've got 15mg of Enya and a WHOLE boatload of people sending me good vibes. If there's a shooting in a park in western PA it's probably my family that's involved.
wish me luck.
Good luck Bri, good aim x
Oh Ali, do grow up.
So that when you kick those bitches in the cunt you can do more damage.
Hang in there Bri!! And remember the Duck Tape ... comes in handy in all sorts of situations ...
Hitting the road myself in one hour. So long, beautiful Maine. Hello, RT 95 gridlock.
Wow Ali, they sound like they need to grow up themselves. They can't be honest with you that they have plans to have lunch with each other? Plus, I don't see why you couldn't be invited along. That hurts.
Are you still with us, Bri? Or is the drive home today? Remember the Duck Tape ... and there's always the car roof ;)
Made it home in record time! four hours from New Wilmington PA to Dayton!
Soooooooooooooo glad to be back home but was good to see cousins I hadn't seen in over 20 years.
Imma just gonna relax now. Way. Too. Much. Family.
Need. Space.
I'm over it now mtp. :) I'm just peripheral to these ladies after all, and that's ok. I have a number of very lovely friends who wouldn't do stuff like that. I actually don't think they meant to exclude me, but the fact that they both so easily forgot that I'd asked them to have lunch with me the same day just demonstrates where I rate on the scale of how much they enjoy spending time with me.
No harm done. :) I had my bitch about it thanks to you guys. hehehe Time to move on.
Glad you got home safe Bri. Time for a nice cup of tea. :)
Diz has cat flu.
New vet diagnosed him as a carrier, meaning he will have it on and off his whole life. Makes sense, although it's taken this long to have it diagnosed. I've twice had him treated for eye infections with no follow-up.
Also he has a heart murmer. Symptoms also make sense.
Gotta be Mean Person again forever now and not listen to unhelpful people telling me he has lost too much weight (same people eager to tell me he put on too much).
Saying that, I always knew he'd put on weight and that he has again, so that side of the equation I can only blame on myself. And listening to them about his weight loss, I knew I was feeding him within official guidelines, so I shouldn't have relaxed. The fact he went on a scavenging fury was just Diz-scoffery, not starvation.
He has antiobiotics. And it only cost me £50 (OMG!) Thank goodness the 'rents were kind enough to cover it - to be paid back of course. It's worth 4x in peace of mind. The Mia-cat had a weepy eye for a few weeks and it ended up being some sort of seed-husk in her eye which had already scratched her cornea and could have ended in blindness. But she's more skittish than Diz, who makes sure I have a full view of his peepers multiple times a day, so I only self-treated for a few days before realising it wasn't just a passing blip.
Boy-chick does NOT like the eye-gel. Vet warned it passed quickly from eye to nose to mouth. BITTER! Diz would say if he could, it's written in every line of his reaction. Pawing his eyes and nose in turn, licking his nose and then slapping his chops like a teen with gum.
Sorry Babba, not ready for you to cark it yet.
Oh Sundae, that's tough! Gotta be cruel to be kind. Big hugs to you and DizCat!
Sent by thought transference
nasty laundry and personal odors
Sundae, would it be possible to give Diz some nice tasting treat afterwards to fight the bitterness? Maybe an anchovy, a cornflake with vegemite on it, or a shot of drambuie.
I'm trying to keep his weight down. He gets cuddles and strokes to deal with it.
Although this morning my Mum was in the living room and he bolted straight into her arms. Ungrateful tinker.
I do it in the living room as my bedroom is his bedroom too, and I don't want him to lose his "bolt-hole" or associate it with nastiness.
Only two more days now.
And he is so much better.
Oh and I'd give myself the eyedrops if a shot of Drambuie was involved.
'Cepting I've only ever had it in liqueur chocolates!
Dad is 83. He's an ex-engineer and, as those of you who know me, a prick who hates my guts and HAS hated my guts since I drew breath lo those many years ago.
Now he is getting paranoid along with his violence. I took my goldfish mother to a new (and better) doc on tuesday. Since dad took her credit cards/check book (control issues plus she DOES forget) she had no money for the 20.00 copay.. I didn't have 20 on me either. I took her to the credit union, took out forty bux, gave the doc 20 and gave my mom 20 for walking around money.
I tell my dad this when I get mom back from doc. Oh, by the way, dad, we took out forty dollars from checking for co pay and so mom could have a little money on her. Okay, he says.
Next day, I take her to get blood draw. I pick her up and drop her off at her house. Dad comes up to me as I'm leaving. Says, in his best Darth Vadar voice,
SOMEBODY TOOK FORTY DOLLARS OUT OF MY CHECKING YESTERDAY!!! Menacing Man.
I said, yeah, I told you. Twenty for the copay and twenty so mom wouldn't be completely without money. He says I never told him. He accused me of stealing it.
I told him "There is nothing between us. We are done. You can hire someone to look after you two. I will never step foot on your property again."
He says that's' fine with him.
this may sound harsh but more things were said and insinuated than I care to go in to.
Bon chance, motherfkkers. He had a PERFECT set up. I am an RN who was completely at their disposal, I had case managed 3500 people in a steel mill and I know my shit. When they tried to cancel my mom's MRI I got it done THAT DAY.
But, as they say in the funny papers, that's all folks. I'm done.
addendum: I have called a lawyer to see if we can compel him to take a neurological exam as he feels he is perfectly ok and he clearly is NOT.
He drove down the middle of the road OVER A HILL and did 60 mph in the hammer down lane and was nearly run off the highway by an irate driver who then honked and flipped him off. He also weaves as he drives and goes thru red lights or stops at green lights. but he says, "I'd put my driving record up against yours any day!" well, he's got me there. I DO have a 'failure to control' on my record. He thinks he's fine. He's NOT. He's a menace and will kill someone.. I don't care if he kills himself driving but I DO care if he kills someone else.
I'm so mad I could spit. He always has been an abusive nightmare and now he is worse.
I'm sorry, Brianna.
You need to take care of yourself. If he treats you like shit, it's for the best that you cut him out of your life.
I'm sorry, Brianna.
You need to take care of yourself. If he treats you like shit, it's for the best that you cut him out of your life.
thanks, glatt.
Cut him out: this is done.
Today.
That is really a drag and a bad combo. There must be some agency that can take away his driving privileges or something.
It's hard to stay away from the parents but sometimes it's what you have to do.
thanks, glatt.
Cut him out: this is done.
Today.
where is the like button for this post?
I think all seniors should have to retake their driving test at 65, 70, 75, and every two years after that. So sayeth Queen Clodfobble.
I think all seniors should have to retake their driving test at 65, 70, 75, and every two years after that. So sayeth Queen Clodfobble.
Lady Ortho agrees. And, Bri - call his PCP and tell them your concerns, ask them to get him in for something or other - they can cobble up a reason to ask him to come in. Then they can give him a mental status exam, book him some tests, and ... send in a form to the state Dept of Transportation outlining the problems. The state will then pull his license. At least, that's how it's supposed to work.
Sorry this is happening. It sounds like your father has serious medical issues going on, BUT those don't excuse or explain his treatment of you all these years. Going no contact is sometimes the only way to deal. Glad you're taking steps to protect yourself.
Intercepting that license renewal might be the way. Not that I'm all about committing Federal offenses.
Yeah Bri, breaking off all contact is seriously hard no matter how important it is to do. You mind fuck yourself worse than anyone else could do, no shit, but be strong. Good luck on this.
I'm so sorry to hear how your dad treats you. It's sad when a parent treats his/her child badly.
be strong or get some pepper spray , or both
That sux Bri , can you call social services?
I think there should be an anti-social services
anti-social services - good one!
In Ohio NO ONE can take away your drivers license for any reason other than DUI, vehicular homicide or non-payment of child support. You can be a 102 year old schizophrenic and still drive in Ohio. His PCP is a quack - that's why he goes to him. (Example of his quackery: he treated my dad for blood in his urine for a full YEAR before investigating the cause. Turns out - he had bladder cancer and lost his bladder. Recently dad told me he had blood in his collection bag -one he wears at night- and said PCP put him on macrobid. NO FOLLOW UP. I called and requested a U/A post macrobid treatment and was told, "Oh, yeah, I guess that is a good idea. Better safe than sorry!" guess what? His "infection" was NOT clear and NOW he's on Cipro with a follow up in OCTOBER. All three of us - his daughters- have told him this guy is a quack but he goes to him b/c this PCP will NEVER tell him not to drive, not to go on to roof tops with a running chainsaw or similar) We are calling a lawyer to have him compelled to take a neuro test - if he doesn't take it then the judge can handle it from there.
My older sis went to talk with him yesterday. He admitted that I "rub him the wrong way" and he doesn't like me when she pointed out that he treats me very differently than her or my little sister. He just doesn't LIKE ME. He roots for my downfall, he likes people who abuse me (like my weird neighbor - he can't be nice enough to her- falls all over himself to be cordial to her when he knows I hate her) he plans - and told me - that he will outlive me and I "disgust" him with my alcoholism. (A malady his own father had).
I am feeling both numb and sad and mad at this confirmation of information.
He plans to drive himself to PA for a reunion of his and I PRAY TO THE FSM THAT HE ONLY KILL HIMSELF WHEN HE CRASHES THE CAR.
Maybe your Dad's doc doesn't like him much and is trying to kill him off for you?
Imma gonna psychically kill him off tonight - it's a blue moon in Pisces! My magic will work or I'm a muggle!
anti-social services - good one!
In Ohio NO ONE can take away your drivers license for any reason other than DUI, vehicular homicide or non-payment of child support. You can be a 102 year old schizophrenic and still drive in Ohio. His PCP is a quack - that's why he goes to him. (Example of his quackery: he treated my dad for blood in his urine for a full YEAR before investigating the cause. Turns out - he had bladder cancer and lost his bladder. Recently dad told me he had blood in his collection bag -one he wears at night- and said PCP put him on macrobid. NO FOLLOW UP. I called and requested a U/A post macrobid treatment and was told, "Oh, yeah, I guess that is a good idea. Better safe than sorry!" guess what? His "infection" was NOT clear and NOW he's on Cipro with a follow up in OCTOBER. All three of us - his daughters- have told him this guy is a quack but he goes to him b/c this PCP will NEVER tell him not to drive, not to go on to roof tops with a running chainsaw or similar) We are calling a lawyer to have him compelled to take a neuro test - if he doesn't take it then the judge can handle it from there.
My older sis went to talk with him yesterday. He admitted that I "rub him the wrong way" and he doesn't like me when she pointed out that he treats me very differently than her or my little sister. He just doesn't LIKE ME. He roots for my downfall, he likes people who abuse me (like my weird neighbor - he can't be nice enough to her- falls all over himself to be cordial to her when he knows I hate her) he plans - and told me - that he will outlive me and I "disgust" him with my alcoholism. (A malady his own father had).
I am feeling both numb and sad and mad at this confirmation of information.
He plans to drive himself to PA for a reunion of his and I PRAY TO THE FSM THAT HE ONLY KILL HIMSELF WHEN HE CRASHES THE CAR.
Totally sucks, Brianna. I'm sorry you have such a crap situation.
Your fears are well grounded.
The elderly driver who backed his car into pedestrians across from an elementary school has a valid license and a clean driving record, but his family says his driving days are over. The accident happened at the intersection of 53rd and Main streets outside Main Elementary School around 2:30 p.m., just after school had let out. Fire officials said 11 people were taken to local hospitals. Two adults and nine children were injured, including three 4-year-old boys and one 11-year-old boy.
There's an impromptu drinks night tonite for work.
I really, really want to go...because the new big boss has tickled my fancy, I like my fellow workers...and because I need a night out...but - I have to work aaaaalllll day tomorrow (11 hours on Sunday) and I have to be pleasant and not hungover to do my job...plus I dont want to *waste* a babysitting night when I can only go out for a few hours and will have to drive home.
:::sigh:::
we really do need a sarcasm font
There's an impromptu drinks night tonite for work.
I really, really want to go...because the new big boss has tickled my fancy, I like my fellow workers...and because I need a night out...but - I have to work aaaaalllll day tomorrow (11 hours on Sunday) and I have to be pleasant and not hungover to do my job...plus I dont want to *waste* a babysitting night when I can only go out for a few hours and will have to drive home.
:::sigh:::
could be an impromptu nightcap at an undisclosed location that doesn't require a babysitter, eh?
we really do need a sarcasm font
scuse me?
There's an impromptu drinks night tonite for work.
I really, really want to go...because the new big boss has tickled my fancy, I like my fellow workers...and because I need a night out...but - I have to work aaaaalllll day tomorrow (11 hours on Sunday) and I have to be pleasant and not hungover to do my job...plus I dont want to *waste* a babysitting night when I can only go out for a few hours and will have to drive home.
:::sigh:::
oh that sucks
we really do need a sarcasm font
scuse me?
I mean really.. i must've missed something.
You described a situation that sucks donkey's balls and I comment appropriately. It does suck. I have kids, I like to drink, it totally sucks when you can't party when you want and when you have to "waste" babysitting nights, so it's not a thing to be done lightly. How in the fucking hell is that sarcastic?
could be an impromptu nightcap at an undisclosed location that doesn't require a babysitter, eh?
There's going to be about 60 people going tonite to a pub, then a club...so I will just stay home, as I would have to arrange someone for the boys for a quick drink anyway.
I'll just invite him over for dinner if it goes that way....no one resists my Lamb Roast.
scuse me?
Was that a sincere "oh that sucks"?
Sorry if it was, I thought you were poking shit at my firstworldtartyissues :P
FSM no, I drink and have kids and early morning commitments. I get it, it sucks.
I don't do sarcasm here any more -it's too full of yanks.
See, if we had a sarcastic font - there would have been no misunderstanding!!!
It does suck, all the partnered parents and single youngens at work are like "Come on, just come out and get drunk, dont worry about work tomorrow"
Oh yeah... I struggle not to cuntpunt some of the rude customers that come in when I am sober and happy.
You know what I have noticed more and more lately? Most people have no manners...
"I want to return this!!" - I have to bite my tongue not to raise an eyebrow and say "What's the magic word?".. like I do to the little kids that come up and say "Can I have a stamp?"
My big-big boss gives me evil looks when kids are being ferel to their parents at the checkout or just generally naughty and then wander over to me and demand a stamp, or a ball or a colour-in competition....because at times I have said "No, sorry, we only give those to little boys/girls that have been good". [/endsiderant]
I bet.
snip--
no one resists my Lamb Roast.
--snip
"Shaaaaanks for the mammaries"
well I could have been sneaky and not used it... or are we going for an auto-detect sarky font? that could be fun....
So the manners thing is especially hard for me because Brits and Yanks have totally different rules on this. i guess it was a side-eect of making tea with seawater instead of boiling hot fresh.....
Daughter's BF was here today, generally very overly polite young man. I asked if he wanted a bacon buttie, he said "sure". That's polite/acceptable here, but rude in UK
What would it be in brit? "Oh yes please thank you I am ever so hungry"?
Just messin' ;l
My inlaws gave me weird looks constantly when I was over there.
My family is VERY big on manners, so they were amazed how overly pleasant and polite I was to people in shops, restaurants, and random people on the street.
Also, my goodbye to people serving me - "Thanks so much. See ya later", used to get raised eyebrows. When I asked my Mother In Law about it she said ..."but you wont see them later, will you?"
"Sure" is not acceptable in my house. Neither is "What?" when you dont hear or didnt understand.....Although, Tyler saying "Pardon?" seven times in a row because he didnt get it, is still very annoying.
I don't do sarcasm here any more -it's too full of yanks.
:notworthy
"Sure" is not acceptable in my house. Neither is "What?" when you dont hear or didnt understand.....Although, Tyler saying "Pardon?" seven times in a row because he didnt get it, is still very annoying.
I don't say Pardon. It's common. Or so I was taught by the nuns.
I say, "Sorry?" because obviously it's my fault that I didn't hear/ understand.
Mum and Dad say Pardon. I come from common stock.
In fact Mum doesn't realise she is also losing some of her vaunted hearing, and blames it on Dad's mumbling. She will say
Wha?! when she's cross. Or even
A?! (short
a as in actress) to show she can't even be bothered to use a full word.
Infi, if someone offers you something in the UK the standard polite answers are Yes please or No thank you. Between mates, Cheers is a good stand in, or No, I'm okay thanks.
I've been complaining about how kids are rude lately. Mainly just because they don't use please and thankyou anywhere nearly often enough.
If I offer something to the kids that visit our house, I expect them to say either yes please or no thanks (if they can't manage no thankyou). If they don't, I definitely stand there and look at them till they either realise their lapse or start looking back at me like I've gone slightly soft in the head. Usually at that point, one of my boys will just tell them to use their manners.
The thing that shits me most are the teenagers in customer service type rolls though. Most of them seem to have no clue, and don't intend to ever get one.
At least I now know who to blame for this all pervasive passivity to manners.
The bloody yanks again!
Oh yeah, and I came here to tell you all that our 'little car' which Dazza uses for going to work and back and fishing etc, shat itself yesterday. Blew a head gasket (I suspect) on the highway, dumped all it's oil (which may have been slightly low already), and the engine seized.
Not much point replacing the engine cause it'll cost almost as much as the car did in the first place.
So now we have to get a new car. it wont be new. It'll just be something similar to the one we've just lost.
Anyway, that's really scorching my groove, cause it's an extra expense we really don't need right now. We are just about back on track after a pretty tight period financially, so this will set us back another couple of months at least. :(
They know.
Cars and pets know when financial fuck-uppery is going to be most effective.
Damn them.
Sorry to hear that Ali.
I guess we have the answer to the $100 question from you in the bag then.
lol...well $100 wont buy me much car, but it'd be nice anyway.
I'm trying not to stress too much about it, but we probably really need to sort it out before the baby comes, otherwise we could be caught short.
So we have maybe 2 weeks if we're lucky. 4 if she is allowed to stay in for the whole term, which I doubt since she was 3kg at 35 weeks. They'll probably want to give her a bit of a hurry along in a couple of weeks time I suspect.
Instead of using your baby bonus on booze and a new *telly*...buy a little run a round.
We don't get the baby bonus. Dazza apparently earns too much. If your combined household income is over $75k, you're on your own baby. Even if you happen to already have 3 kids, two of which should get child support but don't blah blah blah. I could go on all night. :(
I don't do sarcasm here any more -it's too full of yanks.
That's right and everyone knows that we Yanks can't possibly do sarcasm......
Sorry about you're not being able to have fun, Ducks, but you do get points for being responsible. These are redeemable for drinks with little umbrellas in the afterlife.
Oh crap ...sorry luv...fucken shit bum poop
Infi, if someone offers you something in the UK the standard polite answers are Yes please or No thank you. Between mates, Cheers is a good stand in, or No, I'm okay thanks.
Uh, yeah, I was employing sarcasm. I need to stop doing that with so many brits around.
We learn yes please and no thank you right after we learn sarcasm.
I can't speak for Hebe's little friend's upbringing. Maybe he was just confused at being offered some of your bacon butt. ;)
Thank you, I'll be here all week. Try the canadian bacon, please.
*hugs bri* sucks, hon.
@ Sundae: oh it's shitty when you have to be the bigbad every day with meds and stuff. Good to catch these things early though!
Re: compulsory retesting for the elderly. I think 65 is way too fucking young to be mandating stuff like that. 65 year olds are statistically safer drivers than 30 year olds.
My mum had to go to hospital for some tests a couple of weeks ago. They sent her to the geriatric dept because she has passed 65 years in age. It's the first time that's ever happened to her. She sat there in the waiting room with really old and some quite distressed patients. Then she saw the consultant who said he had to ask her some questions. Did she know the name of the prime minister, when did world war two end? What is the name of our current monarch? What day is it?
She took issue with these questions. She'd gone in to get checked out for a suspected minor heart attack (she's fine, she was clear). Not because she was suspected to be suffering from dementia. The consultant told her they have to ask them, or the hospital will not be paid for her care.
She has now vowed never to go into hospital again. It freaked her out totally. My mum is not an 'old lady'. Most 65 year olds aren't. Many of them are still working. Many of them are providing fulltime care for grandchildren so parents can work. Most 65 year olds I know, male and female, don't fit my picture of 'old' at all.
I've been complaining about how kids are rude lately. Mainly just because they don't use please and thankyou anywhere nearly often enough.
If I offer something to the kids that visit our house, I expect them to say either yes please or no thanks (if they can't manage no thankyou). If they don't, I definitely stand there and look at them till they either realise their lapse or start looking back at me like I've gone slightly soft in the head. Usually at that point, one of my boys will just tell them to use their manners.
The thing that shits me most are the teenagers in customer service type rolls though. Most of them seem to have no clue, and don't intend to ever get one.
At least I now know who to blame for this all pervasive passivity to manners.
The bloody yanks again!
I'm impressed at the manners of most of the kids in the service industry around here. I usually have a joke or a quick chat with them. Some of them are completely clueless, but not rude, and they make me smile.
But I've always enjoyed that polite friendly exchange. It makes me feel good. Maybe I'm just approachable like that: not coming at them with a scowl and a 'ready to be ruded to' attitude. Or maybe yank kids are just less rude?
I really love when I pull up to a drive thru and some teenage girl says "I love your car!" I tell them it's my mid-life crisis, like they know what that is. :D
Dana
Glad your mom's ok.
regarding those questions, they're good enough questions, but not as openers. the purpose of such questions seems to be to assess the mental state of the patient. Fine, but there are other ways to do that with reasonable confidence that aren't as ridiculous sounding.
Having a POLICY (I have to ask you these questions) that requires these questions to be asked and answered is stupid. It's like any zero-tolerance policy; it has the effect of zero-judgement. And judgement is exactly what is required in such situations. I hope she's well enough and mentally sound enough to realize that the policy's stupid, not her. And I sincerely hope the care available there is not delivered by rote, like these screening questions.
Uh, yeah, I was employing sarcasm. I need to stop doing that with so many brits around.
We learn yes please and no thank you right after we learn sarcasm.
Bleurgh, I admit I can be a complete arse.
I partly believed it was a straight reply because when I worked in London the Americans I served never said please or thank you. But they tipped BIG. Which I preferred!
And because I see people in films or Merkin TV shows walk into bars and just say "A beer" I assume it's cultural. Not rude, just a difference.
Do use a sarcasm font though. I will also use an "I honestly do like Americans" font so you know I'm not protesting too much. :)
Dana - Dad now has to go for a brain scan.
He went for a long test at the Memory Clinic - an appointment he waited near on 18 months for (one was cancelled due to staff illness as I remember). Good job he had Mum to put it on the calendar and remind him.
They talked to Mum
and Dad. Made her feel marvellous - she felt the GP had always resented her input. She had a 15 minute session all to herself to explain what Dad was like - what he forgot and what he remembered.
He knows the Prime Minister, the Monarch etc. Of course he does.
But given a list of three unrelated words, and asked to repeat them after 3 minutes he could only recall one. Not age, said the Nurse, something more. Let's take a look, eh?
It's made things a bit easier at home. Mum can still be nasty about his memory problems (as she is about his poor hearing and limited mobility) but she is slightly less vocal about it, now she knows it's not Dad playing her a trick. Just God.
By the bye, the nurses on Grandad's ward had him down as completely compos mentis. Again, he could name the Queen (c'mon! 1952?!) They didn't stay long enough to hear that the man in the bed opposite was bad-mouthing his dead wife, but it was okay because his (also deceased) Best Man was coming in to sort him out. Or that the ward was actually a film set. James Bond no less.
Glad your Mum still has her marbles.
Oh Mum's fine. And she's all there. the consultant was very nice about it. But she will now be asked that set of questions every time she has to go in for anything.
The rationale behind it is very laudible. Catch dementia and alzheimers at an early stage. But the one size fits all approach is appalling. Mum didn't feel stupid, she felt demeaned. Like the only truly relevant fact about her now is her age.
65 is not 'old'.
And it does not catch it.
Not until it's too advanced to help. Not until a specialist appointment anyway.
Can you write a book?
Oh, no Alzheimers there then, Mr Pratchett.
I feel for her. Reaping the whirlwind which does not help my father anyway.
Oh Mum's fine. And she's all there. the consultant was very nice about it. But she will now be asked that set of questions every time she has to go in for anything.
Next visit, she should open with ...
Hi, I'm Danamum, the monarch is Queen Elizabeth the Second, the prime minister is David Cameron, WWII officially ended on VJ day, August 15th, 1945, and can we please now get on to what I'm really here for? [SIZE="1"]Ya cheeky little whippersnapper.[/SIZE]
Having a POLICY (I have to ask you these questions) that requires these questions to be asked and answered is stupid. It's like any zero-tolerance policy; it has the effect of zero-judgement.
The CMS (Center for Medicare and Medicaid Services) has a list of questions that must be asked (and answered) every time people present to the ER, regardless of the reason they're there. The big insurers have their own hoops for staff to jump through. If the chart doesn't document all required answers, the hospital doesn't get paid.
It's frustrating for everyone. The only winners are the payers, who avoid reimbursing for legitimate visits a percentage of the time.
My skin graft totally failed. Came right off with the dressing change today. So now I'm an add-on to the surgery list for Monday afternoon for a second try at a graft, local anesthetic only so I can drive home. Write an exam in the morning, quarterly evaluation at noon, surgery later, home. I'll have a ginormous disgusting vacuum-drain that I'll have to literally carry around in a little black case - the tech simpers and says, 'it's just like a purse!'. Uh huh. I'll have a great time teaching the med students next week, lugging that around.
My total-body scan was a little equivocal, too. Some nodes that look positive but may be inflammatory, since it's only 5 weeks post-surgery. An AC joint that's hot on one side only; the radiologist says degenerative, which is cool, but I've never personally seen a degenerative joint that lit up lit a bonfire on only one side. So, whatever.
I'm so ready for something, anything, to go right in this medical snafu. Going to take a nap and try to forget about this stuff.
Sorry orthodoc. That's disappointing. :(
2 steps forward one one step back, but at least you're going forward.
You can do this.
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dang ortho! sorry to hear that, but like glatt said, you'll get through it
Thanks, guys. I can only go forward, I know. Just hit a low point today. It feels like, just let me catch a break, just one break, you know? 'Course, my scan didn't light up all over like a Christmas tree, so I guess that IS my break. And a good one. :)
sorry about that orthodoc.......you know we are all rooting for you. I really like your positive attitude. I think that is one of the most important steps to getting well
Ortho, sorry about your skin graft. At least it wasn't corruption.
that was medical humor.
When you tell something personal about yourself (as embarrassing as it may be) to try to lend to the topic at hand, and someone ignores you and makes you feel like a fucking asshole for having anything to say about it.
I feel like the commercial with the litter and the native american man and the single tear running down his face. :sniff:
Looks like the army are helping some hippies build a straw bale house. What's wrong with that?
(Yeah, I know, that is "special" straw!)
what's on that guy's head?
what IS that stuff?
When you tell something personal about yourself (as embarrassing as it may be) to try to lend to the topic at hand, and someone ignores you and makes you feel like a fucking asshole for having anything to say about it.
me, too.
mostly, though, I just get ignored. Maybe b/c I'm too frivolous for these deep thinkers here 'bouts with all their incredibly intricate arguments that go exactly nowhere.
there have been people here in the cellar who have influenced me, though.
first one would be Dana; Clodfobble, Tony, Pat, wolf (first second amendment loving republican pagan I've ever met), and MaggieL who taught me that no matter WHAT sex you are or perceive yourself to be you CAN be a gigantic asshole. Cat Woman taught me that English women can be horrid bitches and Cherry taught me that English women can be warm, wonderful and compassionate as well as hilarious. Monster was the first ex-Brit living here that I ever knew (that I know of) and Pam was just simply....sublime.
this ignoring thing is ridiculous.
This is a forum, not a room with people talking. It's not like you are standing there talking to someone's face, and they just walk away. There's a time delay here. If you post something, there is no guarantee that it will be read right away. Even if it is read away, it may stand on its own merits and not need any sort of acknowledgement. Perhaps a post needs to be mulled over a little bit before it's responded to. Perhaps the person who read it only had a minute to check the Cellar and then had to go off and do something in real life. And speaking personally, there is no obligation for me to respond to every post that I read. There are hundreds of posts a day by all the dwellars, and I only write a handful myself. I'm not ignoring the ones that I don't respond to, but I don't have the time or energy to respond to everything. If something is directed to me personally, I'm probably going to respond to it, but I might not, because I might see the point being made as standing on its own. I don't see a need to say "yeah, good point."
I know (pretty sure, anyway) this ignoring claim isn't being directed at me specifically, but I think that other dwellars probably have perspectives that are similar to my own.
If someone shares a deeply personal story, I can understand a feeling of insecurity or of putting oneself out there and a desire to be responded to immediately, but that's just not how the Cellar is structured. There is a time delay. It's not a room with people talking face to face.
Based on all the responses I see you two getting, I wouldn't say either one of you is ignored. Some individual posts are not responded to, sure, but that happens to absolutely every dweller. Many posts by most people are not responded to.
all good points, glatt.
sometimes I'm just PMS'ing, ya know? (wink)
sometimes I'm just bitchy. today I'm semi-bitchy. I need my meds. I DO! I admit it. I'm going to go take them right *now*.
but, really. You're right.
Well hoo haa haaa.
Seriously, the lecture was unnecessary. I feel what I feel and I see what I see and I've already talked about it to an appropriate person so really you don't need to make me feel worse about it.
Of course there are people who maybe had a toe hair caught in their shoe and you'll get 75,000 posts of sympathy and advice and cooing sounds of lamentation, and there are people some just can't be bothered with. It's certainly up to each individual to assess their own situation and viewpoint...whether they're being silly that they just laid their heart out there and they envision, after viewing all the 28 or 29 views the thread has received without a response, people sticking their noses in the air just out of spite. Because, you know, they already have you all figured out and they know that your only problem is simply that you're a fucking bitch from hell...while they start a website to bring public attention to stuck toe hairs and take donations for the necessary medical research needed so that we can finally combat fucking stuck toe hairs.
No one, ever, had a stuck toe hair before...or maybe the public is just more aware of the toe hair problem and feel it's time to stop hiding it and deal with it.
Anyway, I heard all of what you said before, when I sought advice, only in a much kinder way (i.e. not in a 'just get over yourself' kind of way but in a show of understanding whether I deserved it or not.)
But it is also a fact that understanding isn't always so understanding.
So that post was indeed MY issue, and I dealt with it. I thank you for the reminder, though.
Now can I get on with being the funniest person on the planet? Great. :gray:
you don't need to make me feel worse about it.
I'm not trying to make you feel bad. I like you and I think you are funny. You too Tribly.
Oh glatt...you're one of the best people on earth, in my opinion.
I'm mouthy. And I've been out of sorts.
There are certainly nothing even close to bad feelings from me towards you. :)
I usually find that the 'being ignored' feeling comes from inside my own head, not from anything anybody has or hasn't said.
I remember feeling really upset one time in here, and I think the only person I ever talked to about it was Sundae. I felt absolutely ignored and disregarded, and a little bit hurt. I also felt a little defensive, because rather than putting myself out there, I'd put my eldest niece out there. In the Proud Parent thread. And nobody was interested enough to make a comment. Except Sundae. And I waited to see if anybody would comment. And they didn't. And then people posted about other stuff and their kids and grandkids. And the only comment was from Sundae, who I'd pm'd to say: ooooh I just posted a pic of Meels, go check it out.
So, I'd posted all about her triumph and success and a picture that i thought looked stunning, and noone was really interested. I ended up posting a followup a few days later, and I think someone did do a caption for the pic which was quite funny.
I wound myself up good and proper over that. But the reality is, people weren't ignoring or disregarding me and mine. All that sense of being ignored, all that hurt at an apparent lack of interest which takes no account of how many people actually looked, or the particular way in which people interact with that thread (nipping in with pics, all aglow and really more concerned with what you're about to share that what's already gone by :P) ...and indeed, the way I interact with that thread (infrequently and often without commenting) was coming from me.
But in my own mind I built it up into something hurtful. For a little while. Just in one of those fragile moods that occasionally hit :p
[eta] my point, inasmuch as I have one, is that not being responded to on a forum does not equate to being ignored or disregarded, and more of us have at some point experienced that feeling of being ignored than you might imagine.
to add my two cents - there are some threads I just NEVER or hardly ever visit. The Proud Parent thread being one of them. i also don't do the creative thread too much as it's been hijacked. hardly to politics, or technology - NEVER! I don't know anything about that stuff and my kids, well, they are 21 and 22 and I AM very proud of them but I just don't feel the need to talk about them here. I have talked about them before but not much. I could brag with the best of them. I just don't have that interest. some people, usually newer parents, want to post pics of every thing junior has ever done - ok. but I'm not really into it. It seems like a competition and frankly, my kids won. :P ;)
There is just too much shiny stuff in the world for me to reply wi---ooh, look, a butterfly.
And, to hell with you, you fucking Infinite fucking Monkey, you. Glossing right over, and even making fun of my toe hair issues. I told you that in confidence.
Exactly! I hardly ever go into that thread. That doesn't mean I am ignoring those posts. All that simmering hurt was entirely a product of my own thoughts and had very little to do with what was happening or not happening in the Cellar.
Because, by the same token, I don't think I have ever posted a pic of my dog without it eliciting comment.
Sometimes it's just where your head's at.
Exactly! I hardly ever go into that thread. That doesn't mean I am ignoring those posts. All that simmering hurt was entirely a product of my own thoughts and had very little to do with what was happening or not happening in the Cellar.
Because, by the same token, I don't think I have ever posted a pic of my dog without it eliciting comment.
Sometimes it's just where your head's at.
well, I DO like my dog better than my kids a lot of the time...
:)
I found out today that I fell just $200 short of wages earned in a certain qualifying quarter or phase of the moon or whatever, of being eligible for unemployment benefits. :mad:
Why, oh why, couldn't I have been more of a forward-thinking cheating scoundrel, and padded my time sheet during some of those lean weeks? I could be paying my mortgage right now! Instead of getting my nerve up to call the bank and explain why I'm going to be late. :mad2:
This whole job thing just doesn't seem to be working out for me. Every place that I've done freelance work loves having me there, but can't afford to hire anyone full time. Then, some shit hits some fan and they can't afford to keep their freelancers. So, screw work, I'm becoming a Welfare Queen. I probably won't be able to keep my house, but c'est la vie. I'll be driving a Cadillac!
Groan... I'm sorry for you plight.
But if you do have to drive a Cadillac,
be sure it's a pink convertible,
and enjoy the wind in your hair. ;)
Thanks, Lamplighter. I will, as long as the gas doesn't run out!
That's awful, I'm so sorry. To be so close ...!!
Wish I had some solution, or some words to help ... :(
Aww, orthodoc. This dumb crap is not anywhere near comparable to going through chemo and dealing with cancer...thank you for your kind thoughts.
Besides, everything will be fine once my platinum EBT card comes in the mail. ;)
Our dishwasher stopped dead. No lights, no pump, no water, nothing.
Being faced with another $65 service call, I procrastinated all day.
Finally, at noon today, my wife insisted I do something.
" Fix it or call the repairman ! "
So out came the dishwasher, with me looking around for something astray.
It was the same as me opening the hood of a car, and wondering why it would not start.
But finally I got out a multimeter and started poking it about.
What scorched my grove (yesterday)... this:
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Long and short of it (pun intended) was up-line in the GFI.
A line (black) wire shorted out, probably due to a loose connection.
Fortunately, no fire started by the arcing.
I installed a new GFI and ran the dishwasher through it's cycles.
Happy wife, Happy Home.
Perhaps out of gratitude for a job well done, she won't put your seasoned coffee cup in it.
I think my baby is starting to teethe.
Please kill me now.
No such easy way out!
Seriously, Anbesol and cold teething rings ... and my sympathy. :comfort:
She wants nothing to do with the teething rings, cold or otherwise. She wants only to nurse, so I fear it's going to be a loooong couple of days for me...
Teething pains can be cured by taking the infant on a long distance airplane flight.
At least, a lot of parents seem to think that. :right:
Orajel all the way. It's still good even when it's their six-year molars coming in.
may I suggest that you apply the orajel directly and liberally to your nipples
Give Beans some rusks to chew on. Not only might they help with the pain, but also something new is sometimes just the right distraction.
Thanks for the suggestions, guys. She hasn't had any solids yet so teething biscuits are out for now. She's slept through most of the night, tonight, so we'll see how much of this craziness is teething and how much of it was due to her not napping yesterday.
My SiL swore by Anbesol when the kids were teething.
lansinoh for your nipply bits. also excellent when the diaper rash is boiling lava hot.
Female advice: to do with baby.
Male advice: focused on your nipples. :ggw:
Zengum advice: sarcastic and unhelpful.
and the beat goes on...
ETA: don't worry too much. Nipples grow back. So I've heard.
:lol:
"Please... won't someone think of the boobies?"
Good lookin' out, V and Jim. Thanks.
(Whose kid was it that invented the term dowas?)
Female advice: to do with baby.
Male advice: focused on your nipples. :ggw:
:lol: I noticed that. Although I will say that protecting against cracked nipples is a VERY good idea. That's a pain that'll make you jump right out of your rocking chair. :eek: (When the baby latches onto a cracked nipple, I mean.)
to answer your question, the
inch is credited with the first mention of dowas here, though he certainly learned it, not invented it. I find this citation
the most memorable (text) expression here.
point of order. Zen's wrong, they don't grow back, but you *can* make another baby, so we're focusing on defending the points facing the greatest threat. I can't help it if by coincidence they're nipple-shaped.
Well, I recall getting that information from a woman whose nipple had been bitten clean off by a teething baby, and she said hers had grown back.
I didn't check, though which was careless of me. I suppose I should have demanded to inspect the scene. For epistemological purposes.
Zen, I think that would've been a great chance to pull "pics or it didn't happen."
For those concerned, my nipples are doing well. They are neither scorched nor grooved, thankfully.
Zen's wrong, they don't grow back, but you *can* make another baby, so we're focusing on defending the points facing the greatest threat. I can't help it if by coincidence they're nipple-shaped.
Such selfless, altruistic zeal ...
Zen, I think that would've been a great chance to pull "pics or it didn't happen."
For those concerned, my nipples are doing well. They are neither scorched nor grooved, thankfully.
It certainly was.
...
That's what respectful comic restraint sounds like. Of course, those of you reading my mind weren't burdened by such restraints. Not those kind, anyhow.
Well, I recall getting that information from a woman whose nipple had been bitten clean off by a teething baby, and she said hers had grown back.
I didn't check, though which was careless of me. I suppose I should have demanded to inspect the scene. For epistemological purposes.
It was careless of you. I know you're familiar with basic scientific method. Controlling for biter's age, you missed an opportunity to repeat the experiment, or at least the setup for the experiment. Calibration is important.
I have a sty(?) on my lower eye lid. It is soooooo itchy, and then sore when i rub it.
I have a sty(?) on my lower eye lid. It is soooooo itchy, and then sore when i rub it.
Ohh I get those. I hate them. Just soak them all the time in warm water or tea bags. I don't really believe it makes them go away any faster but it makes you feel as though you are doing something to speed things along. Plus it is helpful if you need to have water run down your arm into your sleeves. Although it's summer in Oz now.
Well, I recall getting that information from a woman whose nipple had been bitten clean off by a teething baby, and she said hers had grown back.
I didn't check, though which was careless of me. I suppose I should have demanded to inspect the scene. For epistemological purposes.
It was careless of you. I know you're familiar with basic scientific method. Controlling for biter's age, you missed an opportunity to repeat the experiment, or at least the setup for the experiment. Calibration is important.
Every one knows that nipples are like lizards tails; they grow back when bitten off, or if attacked by a strange baby the nipple will detach so the mother can get away. Didn't you take any science courses in school?
Carol's x mas present? ;)
Every one knows that nipples are like lizards tails; they grow back when bitten off, or if attacked by a strange baby the nipple will detach so the mother can get away. Didn't you take any science courses in school?
:lol:
Update: the teething fury has subsided. Now either a blocked tear duct or pinkeye is giving Beans trouble.
And it would seem Kitsune has bronchitis.
...And my right eye feels sticky and my throat tickles. Shit.
I should not be allowed in Target alone. I need someone else to stop me from buying stuff that I don't actually need.
Well, maybe I didn't do so terribly badly ... I mean I didn't buy the crock pot big enough for soup or stew meant to be transported to and from work. It heats your meal up on your desk. Slowly. Damn thing cost as much as a full sized crock pot, which I thought was extreme. Oh, and it didn't come in purple or blue. I think if it had, I would have been in a real quandry. Didn't want a pink one. I did end up with a Darth Vader throw and tote, though. And the taco shell bowl baking set thingies I've been wanting. I went for windshield washer fluid. And a cell phone charger so I can leave one at work. And food, which didn't work out quite as well as I'd hoped. I'm still going to have to make a run to the welfare supermarket. But I did get milk. And toilet paper. And a really huge box of fruit snacks. But I can't make a sandwich out of those.
I have never made it out of Target with *just* the thing I went in there for. Ever.
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Holy shit. That explains a lot.
So I've been having this mysterious starting problem with my car. It was finally diagnosed for the third time. Maybe it's a charm. Now to save up for a new timing belt. This is the original belt, 9 years and 210,000 miles.
Hoping my Irish luck holds out a while longer.
Off to cut some rafters...
Excessive heat and humidity leading to some combination of dehydration and general misery causing my skin to freak out. Am forcing fluids the itching feels better than last night.
That there is some serious ass quel dommage, Griff.
I hope you can find relief from that.
Thanks. It has calmed down, but I get really on edge when its like this, so the ladies are giving me my space.
I got pulled over by the police when riding my bike. He thought I stole it.
Mulling over whether to move to SF or not. I technically accepted, but the background check is still pending, so I wouldn't feel too bad about backing out at this point.
I enjoy my quiet mountain town in some ways and am endlessly irritated by it in others (especially _winter_). I wish it were easier to make a decision and stick to it.
Excessive heat and humidity leading to some combination of dehydration and general misery causing my skin to freak out. Am forcing fluids the itching feels better than last night.
If you're truly dehydrated, you'll want to boost your electrolytes too.
Mulling over whether to move to SF or not.
Will it be a big boost in salary? I hear the cost of living there is ginormous.
Will it be a big boost in salary? I hear the cost of living there is ginormous.
$25,000 more per year, but that is a pay cut when you consider cost of living. Would need yet another $25k on top of that for parity. Ridiculous, I know. But a very real consideration, as I'm still paying on student loans and planning to start a family real soon now.
Though they do offer 401k matching, solid bonus plan, stock grants, breakfast, lunch and dinner, et cetera. It's like joining a commune. So the pay might be about parity if I boiled all that down to cash (ignoring that I will probably work a few more hours per week).
The work however is more exciting. The prospect of living in a city is kind of meh. Cycling to work everyday, cool. Stuff to do that isn't just running stupid distances, cool. So. Fuggin'. Many people. Not cool.
It's silly but I also have moral/ethical issues with the behavior of the parent company (the company I would work for is a recent acquisition and still maintaining it's culture and allowed a good degree of autonomy). Especially the company's past behavior. Now they are more or less an industry joke. (I'm sure some of you can guess/google both companies now.)
I feel very privileged and like a total asshole to be offered north of 6 figures and be like "Not enough money for me to move. Thanks though."
@PW
Time to do the pro/con lists thing.
breakfast, lunch and dinner, et cetera.
This is one of those things that can suck, or be really and truly awesome. F'rinstance, my old employer used to provide "dinner," but it was because they were also demanding 80-100 hour work weeks, and they felt like giant sloppy trays of Taco Cabana was a fair trade. On the other hand, Mr. Clod's employer has a professional catering company providing full lunches everyday--including special diet options, even for the one guy who is deathly allergic to onions--as well as a steady stream of quality snacks, fruits, chicken salads, etc. for other times of day. The money we no longer spend on his breakfast or lunch really does add up, plus it's so much healthier than what he was choosing on his own.
@PW
Time to do the pro/con lists thing.
Does not work on this one. The moral algebra comes out about even either way.
This is one of those things that can suck, or be really and truly awesome. F'rinstance, my old employer used to provide "dinner," but it was because they were also demanding 80-100 hour work weeks, and they felt like giant sloppy trays of Taco Cabana was a fair trade. On the other hand, Mr. Clod's employer has a professional catering company providing full lunches everyday--including special diet options, even for the one guy who is deathly allergic to onions--as well as a steady stream of quality snacks, fruits, chicken salads, etc. for other times of day. The money we no longer spend on his breakfast or lunch really does add up, plus it's so much healthier than what he was choosing on his own.
This place has professional caterers. The emphasis is on healthy food. Guaranteed to be much more healthy than what I usually eat. (Today: McDonald's for breakfast; cambozola and crackers for lunch; eggs, cheese, english muffins for dinner -- what are vegetables?).
The dinner doesn't seem like a work-late incentive either, as they will box up a meal for your entire family for you to take home.
Does not work on this one. The moral algebra comes out about even either way.
Did you weight the entries? If so, then you've got your answer. It's a lot of work to pick up and move.
Or you can use the coin toss method. Toss a coin. Whichever side you hope it will come up is what you really want to do.
So this morning, traffic was awful, backed up bumper-to-bumper all the way to my entrance to the highway, which is extremely unusual. We inch along and inch along, waiting to get past the big wreck that surely must have caused all this. Finally we get to the source: a bunch of jacknuts on the highway overpass above, holding a big banner that says "Get your [Democratic donkey clipart] out of our [White House clipart]!! There were a few other miscellaneous signs too, like "Justice for Benghazi" and "Honk if You Support Impeachment."
The traffic jam was entirely a result of people slowing down to read the signs and try to figure out what was going on, and it added 25 minutes to my commute.
Of course it didn't help that I disagree with their political statements, but for Christ's sake, I don't care what side you're on, you don't fuck up the morning commute for 10,000 people just because you want to make a dramatic statement without actually participating in the political process in any meaningful way.
...
Or you can use the coin toss method. Toss a coin. Whichever side you hope it will come up is what you really want to do.
I use this method now and again. You have to really believe that you'll do what the coin says ... and then go with your gut reaction.
Sent by thought transference
But the people who will do that don't operate on office hours and don't care about 10,000 people who are trying to actually support their families and be fiscally responsible.
But the people who will do that don't operate on office hours and don't care about 10,000 people who are trying to actually support their families and be fiscally responsible.
In other words, tea parties and republicans?
So, PW, what's the verdict? Move or stay?
There's stupidity on both sides of the aisle, but these idiots clearly weren't Democrats.
So, PW, what's the verdict? Move or stay?
No fucking clue. I accepted two weeks ago. Background check is still pending, so I haven't given notice and could still back out.
We are getting things ready so we can put our house on the market. But I don't know what we'll end up doing. Hard to cut loose the current gig when I like it so much and everything is going so well (I'll be getting a bonus right about the time I will be giving notice).
I hate being an adult. I can't make these decisions.
Adulthood can suck at times. Sorry this is hard, Perry. I sympathize.
What does your wife say in all this, Perry?
My thoughts:
If you stay, things will probably be pretty good.
If you move, things will probably be pretty good.
In both cases, the combo of work/salary/package/lifestyle will be such that whether or not you are *happy* will be depend, not on the work-package, but on your stance toward it and other aspects of your and your family's lives.
What is it that the new position offers that you aren't getting now? Can you talk with your current boss to see if something along those lines can be found for you here?
Sometimes just because you can doesn't mean you should.
Background check cleared yesterday. Now to either rebuff the suitor or submit my resignation.
I think I will be rebuffing the suitor, as much as it pains me to go back on my word. (As my inner voice screams about how shiny the suitor is. Probably has to do with all the buffing.)
Thanks for the advice all.
It sounds like you know it's the right call.
I didn't want to weigh in because you needed to figure it out for yourself. It sounds like you know where you need to be.
Made my choice. Informed the relevant parties. Staying put.
Felt like chopping off a limb. It's probably the right decision. We'll never know, right?
My thought is that you make your decision, and then don't look back. It sounds like you know your needs very well. And you've saved yourself the huge stress of a move, selling your house, etc. That's a major bonus.
My thought is that you make your decision, and then don't look back. It sounds like you know your needs very well. And you've saved yourself the huge stress of a move, selling your house, etc. That's a major bonus.
Thanks for the perspective. I'm the king of ruminating on every decision.
Sometimes it feels like all I do is make decisions to keep my bipolar disorder under control. I need the reminder that that's not a trivial or idiotic thing, no matter how limiting it feels.
The new controller in our office is scorching my groove. She keeps sending emails telling me and my boss and his boss how many deals are on the open deal list. "Today there are 44 deals on the open deal list and no new deals made it into accounting yesterday." Like she has no idea that when you are delivering 10 cars in a day you really don't have time to bill them and put them into accounting.
14 of those 44 deals were not even on the road yet. Another 20 are all fucked up and can't be billed for this for that reason.... I have worked from 9 a_m till 11 p_m the last 4 days straight. I am really not in the mood for any shit from a jumped up secretary.
I just got off the phone with my boss. I called to yell at him about these emails. He gets it.... He sees me running around like a 1 armed paper hanger all day
he just says ignore her. I would prefer to.... something something something dark side.
Knock knock. You say "who's there?"
Who's there?
Controller. You say "controller who?"
ƒucking "controller" is the real name of a position? There's your problem.
ƒucking "controller" is the real name of a position? There's your problem.
We've got one of those. She's the reason it takes ~60 days to get reimbursed for expenses (when it should be < 30). Because of "accounting" it makes the company look better if they hold onto money longer.
Fucking pay on time. Don't play games with your employees or vendors.
I am supposed to pick up a puppy in Denver in Sept. Before I paid the deposit the lady in Grand Junction. CO agreed to bring the puppy to Denver. Flights from Chicago to Denver are $200 round trip. Flights from Chicago to Grand junction are $500. I am closer to South Bend IN and flights from there to Denver are less than $200. It will cost an extra $150 to bring the puppy in cabin. Shipping the puppy alone including a new crate is about $350 she does not want to ship but offered before. :rolleyes:
Why am I pissed you ask? [maybe you didn't ask] Now she wants me to come to Grand Junction and I am not willing to fork out more money than the puppy cost to pick him up. Especially since she was supposed to bring him to Denver. That was the arrangement pre deposit..:mad2: I think I just want my deposit back.
Nirvana (hello)
You had a verbal contract with the pup's owner. If you remind her of that and make noises like "breach of Contract" and ask for your deposit back because SHE has cancelled said contract, she might go back to the original deal for you. If she is a registered breeder you could say you might report her to the Canine Association (whatever it is called in US).
A week ago I adopted a rescued dog from our RSPCA. She was seized from a terrible "puppy farm" and has severe neurosis. 3 years old and it will take that long again and tons of TLC to heal her. First step is to get her out from under the bed and to eat and drink. I am having to offer food and water from my fingers...she freaks out at every noise or sudden movement.
good luck with your pup arrangements.
Thanks Old B I was more pissed that she disappeared and quit talking. :)
I love this place because I can vent and I don't make situations worse by being angry and going off... We have it all worked out this am and it will be less transport cost. Its all good again:)
That was just the last straw for yesterday. It rained 2 inches my car had a f up on the way for chinese food, I got no Chinese food last nite and its Sat so I have no car. YAY! Me! [/whine]
[drink wine]
Oh Dear, I did not realize that my nickname would be "Old B"...an unfortunate epithet in Oz.
Can we make it "Bun" or "Yip"(I think Lola Bunny has rights to the former)?
:o
Me having cattle dogs and you being from Australia 'Yip' seems to fit for me ;)
My poor dog is half Red Heeler Australian cattle dog and half something with shorter legs, so she is Beagle sized. She also has some Staffy in her. Very good looking and sound physically, but the shelter people think she needs to be re-homed with another dog for company and confidence building.
For her own sake I think I will have to return her.
:(
Can we make it "Bun" or "Yip"(I think Lola Bunny has rights to the former)?
:o
I'm just reading this on my phone where I can't make the change, if I don't accomplish it by Monday, remind me!
Don't change Old Bunyip, please. It is just the abbreviated version (like they call you "UT") that I think Yip would be better than "Old B[SIZE="1"]astard"[/SIZE]
P.S. Honoured to meet you Mr Undertoad. What a mighty thing you have wrought with the Cellar.
Please don't change your moniker its a fabulous bit of Australian yore. Love it! Thank goodness you clarified Old B because I was thinking Old Bitch but Old Bastard lets me know gender. :) I did not use OB that is a type of physician but its also a feminine hygiene product in the US. ;)
So the rescue let you have the dog but now they want to take her away? I would be wary of their assessment skills. Do you like the dog? I don't understand your problem I guess.
Actually, Nirvana, I'm more of an Old Bitch than an Old Bastard (does that help to genderize me?)
To get the dog I had a questionnaire, an interview and an inspection of my home and facilities for having a dog. They were very careful. They knew she was a problem dog and may not settle in. I was to let them know my observations. (I used to breed Dalmatians)
As a puppy farm breeder dog she was always with other dogs, ditto in the shelter. The only time she has been happy at my place was when she was playing with a visiting dog. She is just dog lonely.
I suggested to them that she might need doggy friends and they told me of their option of re-homing her with another dog. I think it would be best for her.
As you would know, a working dog needs to be kept busy, but she is too timid and another dog would help her teach her confidence.
How are things with your pup?
Oh Dear, I did not realize that my nickname would be "Old B"...an unfortunate epithet in Oz.
Can we make it "Bun" or "Yip"(I think Lola Bunny has rights to the former)?
:o
You can use Bun or Yip or whatever you wish. People call me Lola. :)
Dalmatians... interesting breed. Poor dog you have must not "value" human connections as much as dog connections, I understand. Its just the way it is, bad reproducers are everywhere. They don't deserve the term breeder. I hope you have a good resolution.
"My" puppy is only 2 1/2 weeks old. I have had this breed for over 25yrs, not a breeder, but I know [of] most of the breeders and pedigrees thanks to the interwebs. My last boy was fabulous and getting him went smoothly but I have had a nightmare years ago. I bought a male they sent me a female. Like what they can't tell the difference? :rolleyes: Anyhoo I did not pay for her they threatened my life among other annoyances, but I re-homed her. They wanted me to send her back at my expense. Um no..
I found a decent breeder. Makes me a bit paranoid I don't need crazy, shy or non working. [or a female] ;) But people sometimes need to remember what they say they will do, but I am glad we worked it out.
Our town is built around a lake, and on summer mornings there are a lot of joggers doing the "lake run".
This morning it was the lady's turn. These semi-organized events start at the town mall.
As I was driving in towards town, I met the first bevy of the runners.
...those tall, lanky, lean people with fast twitch muscles that can run forever one just one deep breath.
As I drove along I noticed the women were getting shorter, heavier, and redder in the face.
The further I drove, the more pronounced the changes.
I know I sometimes have a sick sense of humor, and the gradient started tickling me.
But there it was.
Then I came upon what turned out to be the last runner.
She was very heavy set, red of face, bent over breathing heavily
through her mouth, and obviously in distress.
I stopped to ask if she was OK, and she was not.
She agreed to a ride back to the mall to call her family.
So now it's doesn't seem quite so funny, and it bothers me that these
health-seeking runners would run off and leave someone it that sort of situation.
In their defense, she probably fell off the back of the pack well before she was in trouble, but she shouldn't have been exposed like that. You'd like to put the onus on the individual but sometimes folks really don't know what the are or are not capable of. Honest doctors could help the situation but some are afraid to alienate patients.
Folks really need to stick with controlled situation exercise until they're fit enough to feel their limitations and take reasonable chances. This is a worry for me at the fencing club as we're all just amateurs we don't have any physiologists among us. We could get someone with a health issue they hide or are unaware of and end up with a tragedy.
I find your gradient comment amusing. btw
At the more-organized events, they usually have a vehicle bringing up the rear of the peloton, as it were. Sounds like this one was just barely big enough for anonymity. Hope she recovered.
The blame lies with the "organizers" without a doubt.
Maybe she did lie about or was unaware of her poor fitness level. But they should have someone watching all parts of the course if it's an organized race, or an experienced runner bringing up the rear if it's just a workout.
Fill the goddamned ice tray.
A. I ordered the upper rear suspension mount bracket as part of an entire strut shock assembly last week and have been patiently awaiting its arrival. I get a message that my payment is being refunded because the seller says "The part was damaged." BS detector is redlined. More likely "Holy shit the part was underpriced by about $100. and there's no way we'll sell it to you for that, so we're gonna tell you the part is damaged."
I emailed them asking, "Exactly in what way is the part damaged? I'll take it as is since I only need it for parts." No answer from them only deepens my suspicions. I think I will fuck up their 100% positive feedback if I don't hear back from them.
Car is still up on blocks since I still can't get those frozen bolts loose, Torch, PB blaster, SeaFoam, 3 foot cheater bar... AND opening day is this saturday. FML.
B. A few weeks ago the motor on my lathe was seriously smoking like a mofo, so I blasted it with air and it seemed better. Today I was trying to do some more turning and the thing froze up. I took it apart to trouble shoot it but it's pretty much fucked. It doesn't really owe me anything; I pulled it off an old fridge 20 years ago but still. Trying to get shit made for the craft fairs and an upcoming turning job this week. FML.
I have a vintage Singer Sewing machine motor that I was going to put it into service despite needing to fuck around with the mounting system It weighs about 45 pounds and is designed for continuous use sewing upholstery. Plug it in to test if It runs.
It runs. Backwards. Fucking fuck.
It's got two pairs of wires coming out of the body that are twisted together. I thought maybe by futzing around with them I might be able to reverse the polarity of the motor. There's no indication of the motor if this is possible. I unsplice them and try running one of the two. The motor makes an impressive motor running noise but does not actually run. I decide I need to stop and research this thing. It has a clutch and a brake but I took those off. While it might be cool to have a clutch and brake on my lathe, I'm not really up for that level of fucking around with things right now.
Gonna do some research on this motor.
How do you know it's going the wrong way, is the rotation marked?
I can see it going the wrong way, I put a temporary plug on it and ran it.
Also, I don't approve of the company it keeps. Sewing hooligans.
But how do you know which way it's supposed to go? It may be the wrong rotation for your application but what about the original application?
Oh, It's going the correct way for its original application, the sewing machine, but wrong for the lathe. I asked an electrician friend to have a look at it to reverse the direction.
I don't understand the double wire thing.
I'm sure it has a starting circuit that drops out when it's up to speed.
All it takes is two gears to change the direction of rotation.
or point it the other direction
Or just remind it that direction is a choice, and send it to motor conversion therapy.
Maybe find a motor younger than you are?
I'm sure it has a starting circuit that drops out when it's up to speed.
All it takes is two gears to change the direction of rotation.
It does, I've called an electrician friend in on the case; I'm out of my depth, here. I'd have to go searching for gears...
or point it the other direction
No room.
Or just remind it that direction is a choice, and send it to motor conversion therapy.
You've been in Texas too long.
Maybe find a motor younger than you are?
Yeah, and they're all like, "How long will I have to run? How many volts will you give me? I can't start because I want to hang out with my friends. I need to take a break for a half an hour.
I had linked to that in my original reply which got lost somehow. That guy is a mine of information. I lost a couple of hours to him the other night. I'm a bit too addled at the moment to follow everything he is saying and my motor seems atypical.
Why not use the belt in a figure eight configuration?
It looks very easy on the drawing, less so IRL
Can you skew the mounting of the motor at all to give you a little breathing room as the belt crosses itself?
What about a different belt?
Not your regular powertwist v belt, maybe round in cross section, a rubberized rope, tarred rope.... Thinking out loud here.
This is a temp solution to get you turning for this weekend's work/sales. You can get the motor rewired at your leisure later.. Or, things are different IRL.
There is literally no room for any solution apart from a CW running motor.
Last night I figured since the first motor was more or less fucked I decided to screw with it and see if I could get it working again. apparently I put something where it wasn't supposed to be and when I plugged it in there was an impressive arc, shower of sparks, and popped breaker. It's now in the copper recycling outbox.
Still waiting on my electrician friend. In the meantime I have some other paying work to attend to and I'm also scoping Craigslist. Saw a great (most likely stolen) Baldor 3 phase, 3HP motor for $100, new in box, only about 40 min away, and another new in box, single phase 1/3 hp motor for $50, but it's about 2 hours away.
They keep popping up on CL and I can also make a trip to the recycling place and pull another one out of a fridge there.
Here are some pics of the sewing machine motor, as you can see it doesn't even bear a passing resemblance to the drawing on the rod building site.
What are you going to do with a 3 phase motor? Surely you don't have access to that kind of power supply in your house. Way more trouble than it's work.
Of course not, again, I'm not being clear because I'm addled. I meant I saw it it while looking for motors and was attracted to the price and quality until I saw it was three phase, etc.
Ah, yes. I've fallen for the same trap numerous times. You see a wonderful motor and get all excited only to notice a few minutes later that it's 3 phase.
There is an add-on box to change single phase into three phase, but it's bullshit you don't want to get into.
Guess I'll have to look at my whole shelf of motors tomorrow.
I just broke a tooth, clenching my jaw.
God dammit.
I guess that explains the banging your head against the wall icon in the day in history thread.
Seems like you could use some relaxin.
There is an add-on box to change single phase into three phase, but it's bullshit you don't want to get into.
Guess I'll have to look at my whole shelf of motors tomorrow.
A shelf of motors? I am envy.
Twil's tire is flat. The vehicle is pulled aaaall the way forward, it's very close quarters. She didn't say I had to change it when I noticed it in the morning yesterday on my way to work. So, I have to do it today. Not hard or technical, just cold and wet. There might be a better less aggrieved thread, but I ain't tryin too hard to find it.'
Still that winky bottle jack I have to start on a wood block..... I miss my floor jack.
The bank just found $225.44 in underpaid interest from two years ago and cut me a check...for the estate I am trying to fucking close this week. Now I have to deposit the check in the morning and write two new ones and fucking FedEx them with Saturday delivery to the beneficiaries and hope they can get them deposited and cleared before the end of November. It's Thanksgiving next week.
FUCKING BANKS! How can you miss paying interest? It's all computers. Seriously. How the hell did they miscalculate that? And how did it take two years to find?
SunTrust by the way. Just so you know.
And it's not lost on me the irony that I'm pissed to be getting a check. :facepalm:
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It's all computers. Seriously. How the hell did they miscalculate that? And how did it take two years to find?
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GIGO
come on man. the "computers" didn't make a mistake, it was a person who misentered something and the auditors found and corrected it.
just like Community Chest. Bank error in your favor, collect $200.
Our previous mortgage was owned by SunTrust for a hot minute, back in 2007 or so when our mortgage was sold to three different banks within an 18-month period. They were (and apparently still are) part of the problem.
The bank just found $225.44 in underpaid interest from two years ago and cut me a check...for the estate I am trying to fucking close this week. Now I have to deposit the check in the morning and write two new ones and fucking FedEx them with Saturday delivery to the beneficiaries and hope they can get them deposited and cleared before the end of November. It's Thanksgiving next week.
FUCKING BANKS! How can you miss paying interest? It's all computers. Seriously. How the hell did they miscalculate that? And how did it take two years to find?
SunTrust by the way. Just so you know.
And it's not lost on me the irony that I'm pissed to be getting a check. :facepalm:
Jerks!
Never bank with banks!
It's like a lot of places where they are trying to cut costs by getting rid of the older experienced people who know what they are doing, and replacing them with people who have little competency but are cheap.
Sun trust is merging with BB&T. They will be called Truist.
I thought that was BB&B for a second...
I thought "Bed Bath & Beyond?".
We've had 9 or 10 scam calls claiming to be Apple today. If anyone has an eardrum piercing whistle and too much spare time you can call (208) 262-0000. Fuckers.
That number probably belongs to an innocent person whose phone number is being spoofed.
Actually that’s the one the scammers tell you to call immediately. I didn’t jot down the likely spoofed number. If you google the number it seems to be used repeatedly for the same scam. You’d think Apple would have some recourse even if humans don’t.
Apple don't care, the more times the name is going in someone's ear the better. You heard it a bunch of times today but you know you shouldn't be pissed at apple.
If I don't know who it is I don't answer. If it's important they'll leave a message.
What's scorching my groove?
The Tunguska Crater: Humans could not have made that with technology available in 1908.
The whole thing is silly, and obviously a cover up of some kind is going on.
If it happened today Putin would blame the West, but we are full up with conspiracy theories we don't need another.
Somebody want to calculate the odds of a modern occurrence hitting a populated area?
I was reading an article about that big ass meteor that hit the Caribbean and the killed the dinosaurs, and they mentioned another pretty big meteor that hit Chesapeake Bay. :eek:
Wasn't there something about meteors never strike twice... no, wait, that's lightning.
Minifob got an orthodontic appliance installed yesterday. Today, Minifobette is having two stubborn baby teeth removed, then Minifob goes to see his myofacial therapist for a new version of the tongue exercises he's been doing since they lasered his frenulum (tongue-tie) several months ago.
Tomorrow, Minifobette goes to her vision therapist, who helps with eye muscle exercises so she isn't seeing double all the time for no reason. She goes back again next Wednesday, after which she has an annual with her pediatrician and then both kids go see their psychiatrist.
8 doctor appointments in 10 business days. Plus one extra for me to get a massage at my chiropractor because god damn.
Your social secretary and your chauffeur must be straight out, and deserving a big Christmas bonus. :haha:
I hope the retirement package is worth it.
I'm going insane trying to think of a word.
It's used with liar, lying, and theft, thief.
It's similar to 'habitual' and 'compulsive'.
Means something like 'can't help it', 'no choice but do the thing'.
Irresistible compulsion.
And I'm insane, now.
Pathological!!!
God bless you, sir.
re-implanting ectopic pregnancies
re-implanting ectopic pregnancies
I guess Medical Science is irrelevant if you are a republican.
I know there are pro-life folk who get medical science, it just seems like they're not the ones in charge.
If you want to score points with the pro-life contingent, like most groups, you have to preach to the lowest common denominator.
I've come to the conclusion my house needs a new roof. But I'm unemployed so now is not the best time. And I'm hearing that the roof business is brisk right now so prices are sky high....
Suddenly my friends eave paint job/small roof repair morphed into an entire new roof (which they are doing themselves)...... and now the house for sale next door (because they both died) is getting a new roof and the workers are clumsy, careless, and noisy and right next to where I'm sat trying to apply for jobs whilst worrying about the damage they are causing to my garden and lawn -that I have been working very hard on. Tossing trash everywhere.... one was standing in the middle of my front lawn, leaning on a shovel that was dug into my grass..... gggggrrrrrrrr scorched. Like they will be if they leave any evidence of their rxistance in my yard. GETOFFMYLAWN
:( :( :(
Send a bill to the owners or (even better) the realtor?
Borrow a Rottweiler?
Take a video?
See foot's Bug-a-salt post in "Making Happy?" thread.
computer problems and persistent echoes of computer problems.
long story short, do your backups people. it's not a backup if you haven't successfully completed a restore.
long story slightly less short, the permissions on several parts of my drive got corrupted (windows update and your heedless restarting, I'm looking at you fucker). MUCH agony and frustration followed and was relieved when I "reset" Windows. But my apps were not reinstalled. This was revealed (again) today when I went to post some pics here (well, over there >>>) and did not have my expected tools at hand. Where the fuck is the install package for Picasa Photo Viewer? It's around here somewhere...
Groove scorched.
I just got a paper cut (the edge of a cardboard box) under my thumbnail.
I hate that a lot.
not sorry bout yer finger ,gloves are cheap ,
