Asthma medicine is like crack cocaine. It speeds everything up and it doesn’t let you sleep very well. After waking up at 8am Tuesday morning, I’ve slept…
2hrs - Wednesday from about 6-8am
4hrs - Thursday from about 4-8am
4hrs - Sat from about 5-9am
That makes 10 hours of sleep for 5 days. That makes me zombie like. After I’ve been up for about 36hrs like this, when I’m exhausted anyways, I start to see things out of the corner of my eyes and I start feeling really weird. Here’s to hoping I’ll sleep again tonight.
those are just the 8 spots they poked me with needles last night at the hospital. Been feeling pretty bad for a while and it turns out I have pneumonia. Combine that with my friendly asthma and it creates problems. Luckily Liz was around to drive me. Usually I try to downplay the situation if I’m feeling bad, and usually I can act like nothing’s wrong. Going to the hospital also seems so serious, you also don’t want to cry wolf. They told us we should have called an ambulance. So I guess they thought it was serious too. So….goal of the next couple weeks. Get better in time for wedding.
I’ve always hated soap operas, but I’ve kinda got some unconventional ones. I just finished up the last episode of season three of Tour of Duty this weekend. I’m kind of sad to come to the end. It was a show on from 87-90 about Vietnam. It was actually the first TV series to even address this issue. It follows one platoon of soldiers throughout their one-year tour and is much more than just a war show. It gives you a peak into these people’s lives. You see soldiers struggling with alcohol, drugs, family problems, etc. You also see how some of them really try to make a difference and help the Vietnamese people and there were still others who were just kinda of nuts and didn’t belong out there.
One aspect I really enjoy about watching old movies and shows is recognizing people from way back in the day. You’ll be going along watching and all of a sudden you recognize somebody only they’re about 10-20 years younger. Ok, so I’m a movie freak. Go ahead and make fun of me.
That’s not a typo up there, it’s just a play on words. Last night Liz and I met at Chili’s to grab some food and totally received the cold shoulder. It was only 9:00. We even looked around for posted hours and couldn’t find any anywhere. So we stood there. We made eye contact with a waitress and the bartender and I’m pretty sure one other person saw us, yet we stood there. Nobody said anything to us like, “Be with you in a minute”, “Be right with you”, “I’ll go get somebody”, “Sorry we’re closed”, etc. Nothing, zip, zilch and nada. So we walked out and drove down to Applebees. They took care of us.
Then, an hour later we came back to Chili’s to pick up Liz’s car and there were even more cars there than before. So I found their web site and left a Comment/Concern about my latest experience. Maybe I’ll get something free out of this.
[15:02] me: jonesy
[15:03] me: i just got back
[15:03] perry: probably not. let me know if someone good is on though and i might sneak it in
[15:03] me: and am tuning in
[15:04] me: well
[15:04] me: it’s some dancey/trancey sounding song
[15:04] me: makes me think of pre-pubescent teens wearing passifiers and holding glow sticks
[15:05] me: and rubbing up against each other
[15:05] me: oh
[15:05] me: it’s just starting
[15:05] me: maybe jonesy got held up in the can
[15:07] perry: ah. yes, you were listening to shiny toy guns
[15:07] perry: i’m not a fan
[15:07] perry: theyre getting big.
[15:08] me: oh joy
[15:08] me: i like how you figured out who it was by my description
[15:32] perry: ha… actually, it was still listened on itunes, but i had a hunch.
[15:33] perry: but even the name shiny toy guns makes me think of pre-pubed teens with sticks rubbing eachother
[15:33] me: what can i say?
[15:33] me: great minds think alike
Yes, you too can sound so proper people think you starch your underwear. If you didn’t know, salutations are greetings and valedictions are ways to say “good bye”. This would be how you start and end your letters. Today, Liz and I sent each other a couple of proper emails. Here’s an example
Dear Liz,
Thank you for your thank you concerning my thank you not about the chestnuts.
……
What did you consume for your mid-day meal? I operated my horse-less carriage north on IN-26, also known as Main Street, until I crossed the bridge and came to the business that sells sandwiches and is named after that new mode of transportation I’ve been hearing so much about. I promptly exited my horseless carriage, walked inside said establishment and purchased one of their famous sandwiches. I then returned to my place of employment where I heartily consumed my mid-day meal.
Please receive, Madam, my sincere salutations,
How’s that for hoity toity? You should try it out yourself. Google salutations and valedictions and find some for yourself.
“Irwin: [while looking at Winter's military collection] Any man with a collection like this is a man who’s never set foot on a battlefield. To him a minié ball from Shiloh is just an artifact. But to a combat vet, it’s a hunk of metal that caused some poor bastard a world of pain.” - Robert Redford in The Last Castle
I find it interesting sometimes how much people glorify war. I remember when it was announced we were going back into Iraq people were running around and cheering at my school. Not everybody, just some people. From what I knew of Saddam Hussein, I thought something needed to be done. Did I know how or what needed to be done? Obviously not. I don’t know or even pretend to know those kinda of answers. However, I found it a little scary how eager some of my friends were to send others to their possible deaths on an errand of death and destruction.
I’m not saying I’m against all war and violence here. However, I feel like there needs to be a point to it as well. This is a really tricky subject to talk about because so many people feel so strongly about it on both sides.
I’ve been trying to broaden my horizons lately and have started listening to a couple other podcasts. One I started listening to is The Signal. It’s all about the world of Joss Whedon’s of Firefly and Serenity. Most of the show is interesting. I’m not as hard core as these guys. They have a technical section where people write in with questions about how things work, equipment, vehicles, ships, travel, etc. Sometimes they get into RPG stuff. That doesn’t really interest me much at all. Sometimes they play original music that people have written, composed and performed. Now while I applaud the creative works of other people, this is another aspect of the show I sometimes skip through.
Above all else, the people and fans of this podcast really remind of my my geeky Star Wars days. I used to be really into the CCG and my friends and I knew pretty much everything there was to know about Star Wars. Just the other day while recording a podcast, Andy was talking about Luke Skywalker and he flew a red ship or something. Before I knew what was happening, I had corrected him saying he flew an X-wing that was part of the Red Squadron and he was number 5. How did I know that? I don’t know. It was tucked away in my brain somewhere. I thought I had forgotton all that stuff about Biggs Darklighter, 2-1B, Dack, Hobbie, and Victory Class Star Destroyers. I guess it never goes away though.
1 box of Kraft macaroni and cheese
1 cube of parmesan
1 cube of romano
1 can of tuna fish (packed in water of course)
1 can of Rotel
So I made the macaroni and cheese and put in my butter. While the noodles were cooking I grated up my parmesan and romano. It was the last bits of some cheese I had bought about a year ago. It had just been chillin in my fridge for a while. These are hard, grating cheeses so it’s not like they go bad any time soon. So I put in my tuna and rotel and cheese and got everything mixed up pretty well. Once the cheese was melting I then added in the powder cheese that comes included.
By the time that was mixed up, my peas were done boiling so I got those drained and then put a layer of them in the bottom of a bowl. I then heaped some of my macaroni and top, applied a hearty layer of crushed red pepper and then lots of ketchup on top. It was awesome.
If you know much about pocket knives, then you know about the Swiss Army and the many wannabe, knock-off brands. Well here’s the king of them all. Wenger (maker of the original Swiss Army knife) has made a giant swiss army knife with 85 built-in tools. Weighing in at 2lbs and 11oz, it’s not just too big, but probably also too heavy for your pocket. I wouldn’t suggest trying to take this puppy through a metal detector.
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