Tuesday, August 30, 2005

I hate hurricanes

My heart goes out to all the people who's lives have been ruined by hurricane Katrina. Obviously being on the South Carolina coast we live with the threat of these f'ing things every August and September. I'd like to think that were that to happen here, we'd react in a professional, humane way. But watching the reports of the looting and violence that is currently happening....I'm reminded of a quote from a Star Trek: Deep Space Nine episode - they are in the middle of a battle, and Quark (a Ferengi, for all you non-Trekkers) sums up some of us "hewmons" pretty well:

"Let me tell you something about Hewmons, Nog. They're a wonderful, friendly people -- as long as their bellies are full and their holosuites are working. But take away their creature comforts...deprive them of food, sleep, sonic showers... put their lives in jeopardy over an extended period of time... and those same friendly, intelligent, wonderful people will become as nasty and violent as the most bloodthirsty Klingon. You don't believe me? Just look at those faces...look in their eyes."

I hope things get better, and in a hurry. Sadly, I have a feeling they won't :(

Saturday, August 27, 2005

Back in blue (and orange)


Tonight I watched my first Bronco game in over 8 months. They defeated the Colts 37-24, but the important thing was that it's football, and it's back! THANK GOODNESS. It will be so nice to have my Sunday's taken up with football once again, especially since currently my Sunday's are taken up with complete and utter boredom. Still gotta work on getting the Ticket someday....but at least it's better now than it was back when I was young Broncomanic....

Growing up we had no cable TV, nor did we have any local NBC station. I mention this because back then NBC broadcast the AFC games. So that meant that the only time I got to see the Broncos play was when they were on Monday Night Football - or when they were in the playoffs. This was also back in the days before the web, so I never did hear any news or information about the team during the week. I was lucky to catch a highlight or two on my local news sports cast. It was truly the dark ages....how did we ever survive those days? Anyway, I'm quite glad it's 2005, and if I'm willing to cough up the dough, I can see my team play whenever I want. Of course, I spend all my money on computers and other assorted gadgets, so....umm....anyone who has the Ticket wanna invite me over? I'll bring the Texas Caviar....

Tuesday, August 23, 2005

Thou shall not kill (unless they really have it coming of course)

So, ok - lately I haven't been paying as much attention to the news as I usually do (hey, it's been a crazy few weeks, and anyway I'd like to see you give 20 Island Packet reporters - most of whom view change as a fate worse than death - state-of-the-art computers...). So perhaps that's why I was so surprised to hear that my good friend Pat Robertson called for someone's assassination. Actually, I wasn't surprised that such a good Christian like Pat would advocate the murder of another human being. No, I was just surprised that our State Department actually called the remark "inappropriate". Now THAT's shocking....

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Wednesday, August 17, 2005

Random thoughts for a Wednesday night....


For some reason, I can't seem to get enough of these crappy frozen soft pretzels lately. Weird. I know it has something to do with the special pretzel salt though :)

I just have to take this opportunity to thank my boss for picking up this wonderful little piece of software - two nights in a row I've logged into a computer at work from the comfort of my couch, taken control of it, and fixed problems that would ordinarily require me to get off the couch, get dressed and go back to work. Mmm....geeky.....

I CANNOT stop listening to this song by Jill Scott - do yourself a favor and buy it. Now. (link opens iTunes....unless you're my Mother and don't have iTunes....we really need to get you iTunes Mom...:)

Friday, August 12, 2005

Alive and kicking

It's been 36 hours or so since I downed a steak quesadilla from Amigos. So far, I have avoided any unpleasant encounters with my toilet like the kind I had the last time I ate the food there. It actually was pretty tasty. But I won't be making a habit of going there. I am always wary of places that make you pay for the food before you actually are served said food. Not only that, but there is a tip jar right at the register - so you pay before you get the food, AND you tip before you get any service??? Am I the only one who thinks this is strange? What if the food and the service sucks? I know, I know....that would never happen....it's not like you'd ever find yourself passed out on your bathroom floor on Christmas Eve or anything....anyway, I survived, and I'm glad that I got over my issues and gave it another shot. I think all that's left is for me to visit another country. Maybe I'll go to Canada on my next vacation eh? Either that or Texas. Bah....scratch that - I'm never setting one foot in Texas.

Wednesday, August 10, 2005

10 things I think I think

1. I think I'm shocked that the Island Packet was published for 9 days straight without me.

2. I think that Bluffton Today will be destroyed once my pal Robyn gets done with them.

3. I think that I am more ready for this football season to start than any other before it.

4. I think that the Broncos will defeat the Falcons in Super Bowl XL.

5. I think that cats have a way of sensing grief and responding with extra affection.

6. I think that Bud Light and beer in general tastes like carbonated ass.

7. I think I'm going back to Amigos tomorrow.

8. I think I am throughly enjoying taking out my frustrations on the heavy bag at the gym these days.

9. I think I'm also glad that the heavy bag can't hit back.

10. I think I'm hungry.

Friday, August 05, 2005

Spine tingling

So there I am - well, actually, that's not me - that's some other guy I found when doing a Google image search. But mine looked a lot like that. A little less curved maybe. And I think a few of my vertebra are facing the opposite direction. But anyway, I saw my spine today. According to my new friends at the Chiropractors office, it's in pretty good shape. Although there are a few "problems" up towards the top of my neck (hence the pain I guess, but of course I'm no doctor...). So they wanted to start my treatments immediately. 3 times a week for 4 weeks straight. Now, putting aside the questions I have about the validity of chiropractic medicine in the first place, of more immediate concern is the fact that since my insurance does not cover any of it, we would be talking about a total cost of $468 to have these treatments!

Obviously, I think I will be sticking to the Advil for the time being. My hope is to upgrade my insurance at some point and then go to a real.....err....I mean....more specialized physician.

Thursday, August 04, 2005

I laugh in the face of pain (and then run away quickly)

So for the last 6 months or so I have been having some neck pain - might have something to do with the fact that I stupidly spent the prior 2 years looking down on my laptop screen at my desk for 8 hours a day. I've since moved it up to eye-level, which has kept my neck from getting any worse, but it still flares up whenever I drive for more than 10 minutes, sit on the couch to watch TV, etc. So on my to-do list for my week off was to try to get it fixed up.

There's two things that can be said about me - I'm lazy, and I don't like Doctors (yes, I know there's a lot more that can be said about me - shut up). So, naturally a visit to the "Bluffton Chiropractic" office that is located 300 feet behind the Packet seemed a natural choice to try to alleviate my neck pain with as little time and effort from me as possible.

So I go in, and the first thing they have me do is watch a video about chiropractic medicine. Ya know, how it's not, for lack of a better phrase, a crock of shit. Anyway, about 5 minutes into that, I had to get the nurse to tell her that looking down at the TV WAS HURTING MY NECK!!! So then they put me on this bed that had some frickin' dough-roller thing that went up and down my back to “loosen me up”. Finally, I see the doctor - she was very nice, but man I wish I could be sure I wasn't getting ripped off. So she puts some instruments on my back feed some readings into a computer, then she takes an x-ray - she says when I come back tomorrow (!) we'll go over the x-ray. So I think I'm done - OH NO! I still have to have my “adjustment”. She lays me down on one of those beds that they use, and starts pushing, prodding and twisting my body in a hundred different directions. Finally we come to the neck - the thing I went there for. She takes my head in her hands, leans over - the last thought I had was “jeez, her breasts are RIGHT in my face - I wonder if she does that on purpose to distract me from AAAARRRGGGHHHH SSSSHHHHHHHIIIIIIITTTTTT!!!!!” The pain lasted an instant, but I nearly passed out. So anyway, I'm finally done with my adjustment, and next thing I know I'm scheduling another appointment tomorrow. Oh, and naturally, my insurance does NOT cover visits to the Chiropractor - damn PPO2 whateverthehell insurance plan I have. When I first went in there, I remembered back to when I was first hired (well, second hired) and Jolie telling me that that plan was basically just so that you wouldn't go bankrupt if you went into a coma. Oh well, at least Blue Cross won't get any of my deductible.

So now as I blog this wonderful event today I'm laying flat on my back because that's the only position I can stand to be in without any pain. Don't these people still have to adhere to the hippocratic oath? Aren't they "doctors"? How come I went in for neck pain, which I not only still have, but came out with back pain as well? AND was charged $59 for my "adjustment" which didn't do anything but "adjust" the amount of pain I was in to a higher level. My appointment to look at my x-ray is tomorrow at 3:30 - I expect to be told that my spine is shaped like a telephone pole when it should be shaped like a banana, and that I'll need more "adjustments" to fix it - at $39 dollars a pop of course. Maybe I'll just forget about the chiropractor and take some friggin' Tylenol for my neck. Actually, maybe I'll just take some Tylenol right the hell now. Ow.