So I decided to look around some of the other blogs on this "Blogger" thing.
Let's break this experience down point by point:
1. There are a bunch of blogs out there, but you probably knew that.
2. There are a bunch of weirdos out there, but you probably knew that as well. Seriously, if you ever find yourself becoming quasi-delusional and thinking that you've met every weirdo there is to meet then you should just search through some blogs.
3. Are people really interested in some of that stuff? There was one blog, no kidding, where a guy gave music reviews. Ok, that's not terribly weird. The weird thing is that he had gone out and purchased thousands of CD's and was doing reviews on them one by one. Even weirder, he had organized the CD's into THE LENGTH OF THEIR CONTENT. For example, one CD has songs whose combined length totals 2 hrs. He would listen to that one before he would listen to one whose combined length totals 1 hr. OOOOOOO K. There are other blogs on insects and other mundane topics that would force me to eat Grape Nuts from a slingshot before spending 5 minutes reading through them.
4. You can guess that there's also some stuff out there you wouldn't want your kids looking at. This brings up another point.
5. I stumbled on this blog written by a (supposedly...all things supposedly) 26 year old girl who blogs about being an "over educated nympho". Granted, "she" is really probably a 56 year old tranvestite sitting in a San Francisco Starbucks, but I digress. People write things on blogs that you KNOW they don't want out there for public consumption....that is to say, consumption by the public that KNOWS WHO THEY ARE. I "selflessly" read through a couple of posts on this girl's blog and there's no way she starts conversations with coworkers by saying, "Hey, you should check out my blog!"...at least not if she wants to keep that job very long. Then again, maybe that would HELP her keep her job in some places. I don't know.
This brings up a couple of ideas in my head.
My roommate in college used to say that there needs to be a people hunting day. On people hunting day we would all get a license to go out and shoot those people who are complete, unadulterated idiots, weirdos, etc... If people hunting day were a reality, there wouldn't be many bloggers left.
This brings me to another point:
We've all heard the saying, "It takes all kinds". Well, it must take all kinds b/c otherwise natural selection would have weeded out some of these folks a looooooooooong time ago.
Saturday, January 6, 2007
Friday, January 5, 2007
Spiders on Drugs
This is funny stuff. Check it out.
YouTube didn't have that "imbed" feature on this video for whatever reason. You'll have to view it the old fashioned way: cut and paste.
It's worth it. Go look:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sHzdsFiBbFc
YouTube didn't have that "imbed" feature on this video for whatever reason. You'll have to view it the old fashioned way: cut and paste.
It's worth it. Go look:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sHzdsFiBbFc
Thursday, January 4, 2007
Enough of the Commentary
Everyone is probably growing weary of my pithy commentary since most of you primarily tune in for pics of junior.
I'll see if I can get some new pics of him on here sometime today.
Stay tuned. Same bat time. Same bat channel.
I'll see if I can get some new pics of him on here sometime today.
Stay tuned. Same bat time. Same bat channel.
Wednesday, January 3, 2007
Mamma's Dentist Visit
Mamma went to the dentist today and, get this, was told that she had a tooth they've been keeping a close watch on, that there was a cavity developing there, and that they would need to fill that cavity soon.
They also said, "You're in the same boat as your husband." ALSO, he said that the tooth with the cavity is in the same general region as the tooth he said I had a cavity on. This guy sucks.
He went on to tell Mamma that I should go ahead and schedule that appt to get my cavity filled. Riiiiigggghhhhht.
However, I was in a vendictive mood today and filed a HIPAA complaint on him for sharing my personal medical information with Mamma. I don't know if spouses are excluded from HIPAA laws, or even if I gave them permission to share information with Mamma, but maybe he'll at least get contacted by someone.
On the other hand, I'm sure the folks at the HIPAA office are looking at my complaint and laughing their respective tails off when they read, "Dentist shared that I have a cavity with my wife." Yeah, that'll be first on their investigative priority list.
Oh well. I feel marginally better and that's all that really counts.
They also said, "You're in the same boat as your husband." ALSO, he said that the tooth with the cavity is in the same general region as the tooth he said I had a cavity on. This guy sucks.
He went on to tell Mamma that I should go ahead and schedule that appt to get my cavity filled. Riiiiigggghhhhht.
However, I was in a vendictive mood today and filed a HIPAA complaint on him for sharing my personal medical information with Mamma. I don't know if spouses are excluded from HIPAA laws, or even if I gave them permission to share information with Mamma, but maybe he'll at least get contacted by someone.
On the other hand, I'm sure the folks at the HIPAA office are looking at my complaint and laughing their respective tails off when they read, "Dentist shared that I have a cavity with my wife." Yeah, that'll be first on their investigative priority list.
Oh well. I feel marginally better and that's all that really counts.
Tuesday, January 2, 2007
Music, Baby, and Dentist
Behold, the greatest jukebox of all time:
That's right boys and girls, friends and neighbors, this is Maxine's jukebox. Some of the songs have changed since I frequented the place, but most of them are still the same.
I really have no reason for posting that other than I really like that jukebox.
OK, now on to baby stuff. Junior poops, sleeps, cries, pees, and does all of the above most frequently at inconvenient times. Any questions? Ok, so on to my rant:
I went to the dentist today. A seemingly mundane activity to be sure. However, my dentist is a sheister (sic).
Mamma and I have never had any tooth problems (we only have one tooth each so it cuts down on the number of teeth wherein a problem may occur). NEVER. Never had cavities. Never...never...never....Ok, you get the picture. Mamma is downright anal about mouth maintenence (should you really put "anal" and "mouth" in the same sentence?). She brushes 4 times (count 'em...1...2...3...4) a day: 2 x in the morning and 2 x in the evening. Me on the other hand, I'm less anal. I brush once a day, floss semi-regularly, and still have no problems. Never have (did you get that...never had any problems).
Well, the second time Mamma went to our dentist up here she was told that she had about 30 places in her mouth that looked like they were going to develop into cavities. Mamma came home in a foul mood that night (thanks there Mr. Dentist) and informed me that our dentist sucked.
I sided with the dentist and told her that she might just need to brush better (ha ha!). However, the next time I went to see this guy, he told me that I had a molar that had worn down and it needed to be filled before it wore down to the nerve. Ok, I used to grind my teeth as a kid and my back molars are a little worn down so I thought that he could be right.
I go in the day of the "procedure" for my first dental work. I never understood why people hate the dentist...until THAT day. I sit down in the chair and "The Butcher" tells me that he has to take the drill and rough up the tooth a little so the filling stuff will stick. He has to drill little holes in the tooth too. However, he says that he doesn't think he's going to have to go that deep. Therefore, he's not going to numb my mouth.
I think this sounds pretty good b/c I hate needles. So he begins and promptly drills right into a nerve. I jump and remember looking up at him and deciding I would probably get sued if I got up and broke his jaw....but it would be really ironic.
He apologizes, gives me a shot, and continues. No harm no foul I suppose.
Mamma then talks to a co-worker of hers who tells her that she used to go to "The Butcher" but switched to another dentist b/c "The Butcher" said that she needed a lot of work done. When she went to the other dentist, she was informed that her teeth were fine.
Needless to say, this got us thinking.
Long story longer: I go back to "The Butcher" today and get my teeth cleaned by the hygenist. She tells me that my teeth look great. No problems! Everything is fine! "The Butcher" comes in and tells me I have a cavity and he recommends I have it filled. Now, this is my first cavity. I have no pain in my mouth. No problems.
I ask him, "What tooth?"
He stammers for a split second and says, "The top, far back left tooth."
"I don't have any pain." I say.
He replies, "I'm just tring to get it done before you start having pain. It's preventative."
Let me tell you something, mofo: YOU DON'T DRILL PREVENTATIVELY! That's like having your appendix removed preventatively b/c you MIGHT get appendicitis.
Let's suppose for the sake of argument that there actually is a cavity there. You're saying I should let you drill so that I prevent the pain of the cavity when it gets worse? Perhaps you forgot the Mikita you took to my mouth last year without numbing me first!
Now, what's more likely is that there is NOT a cavity there. In talking with Mamma afterwards we recalled that we have only once had someone else in the waiting room with us while awaiting our appt time. Further, every time I've been there I've heard someone getting drilled on in another room while the hygenist was cleaning my teeth (tooth). This guy runs a low volume, high profit job shop! What a great deal for him. He doesn't have the stress of seeing that many patients and he just power tools away on as many as he possibly can.
Really, why see 100 patients to make $50,000 when you can see 50 patients and make $50,000. Ethics be damned!
So anyway, I'm almost about to laugh in his face and he asks me what I'm thinking. I tell him that I'm not too thrilled with his diagnosis. We walk out of the room and he tells me, "You need to go ahead and schedule a time to get that filling."
"Yeah, I'll get right on that..."
Needless to say I didn't schedule any more appts. Mamma has her appt tomorrow AM. That should be interesting. She won't be scheduling any more appts either.
Oh yeah, one more thing, b/c Mamma's work is run by cheapskates and I am on a graduate student's insurance policy (the best thing about a graduate student's insurance policy is that my general practitioner is THE COLLEGE DOCTOR'S OFFICE...yeah, those guys are the best doctors out there...you could go in there with a broken leg and they would diagnose you with a spider bite), we don't have dental insurance. Therefore, if "The Butcher" performs work on us, he get's to charge us full price and he gets cash right then and there. If we had dental insurance, he would have to discount his price and would receive his money later....
Things that make you go hmmmmm.
Point being, there aren't too many people in the world willing to put their hands in your mouth that you should trust.
That's right boys and girls, friends and neighbors, this is Maxine's jukebox. Some of the songs have changed since I frequented the place, but most of them are still the same.
I really have no reason for posting that other than I really like that jukebox.
OK, now on to baby stuff. Junior poops, sleeps, cries, pees, and does all of the above most frequently at inconvenient times. Any questions? Ok, so on to my rant:
I went to the dentist today. A seemingly mundane activity to be sure. However, my dentist is a sheister (sic).
Mamma and I have never had any tooth problems (we only have one tooth each so it cuts down on the number of teeth wherein a problem may occur). NEVER. Never had cavities. Never...never...never....Ok, you get the picture. Mamma is downright anal about mouth maintenence (should you really put "anal" and "mouth" in the same sentence?). She brushes 4 times (count 'em...1...2...3...4) a day: 2 x in the morning and 2 x in the evening. Me on the other hand, I'm less anal. I brush once a day, floss semi-regularly, and still have no problems. Never have (did you get that...never had any problems).
Well, the second time Mamma went to our dentist up here she was told that she had about 30 places in her mouth that looked like they were going to develop into cavities. Mamma came home in a foul mood that night (thanks there Mr. Dentist) and informed me that our dentist sucked.
I sided with the dentist and told her that she might just need to brush better (ha ha!). However, the next time I went to see this guy, he told me that I had a molar that had worn down and it needed to be filled before it wore down to the nerve. Ok, I used to grind my teeth as a kid and my back molars are a little worn down so I thought that he could be right.
I go in the day of the "procedure" for my first dental work. I never understood why people hate the dentist...until THAT day. I sit down in the chair and "The Butcher" tells me that he has to take the drill and rough up the tooth a little so the filling stuff will stick. He has to drill little holes in the tooth too. However, he says that he doesn't think he's going to have to go that deep. Therefore, he's not going to numb my mouth.
I think this sounds pretty good b/c I hate needles. So he begins and promptly drills right into a nerve. I jump and remember looking up at him and deciding I would probably get sued if I got up and broke his jaw....but it would be really ironic.
He apologizes, gives me a shot, and continues. No harm no foul I suppose.
Mamma then talks to a co-worker of hers who tells her that she used to go to "The Butcher" but switched to another dentist b/c "The Butcher" said that she needed a lot of work done. When she went to the other dentist, she was informed that her teeth were fine.
Needless to say, this got us thinking.
Long story longer: I go back to "The Butcher" today and get my teeth cleaned by the hygenist. She tells me that my teeth look great. No problems! Everything is fine! "The Butcher" comes in and tells me I have a cavity and he recommends I have it filled. Now, this is my first cavity. I have no pain in my mouth. No problems.
I ask him, "What tooth?"
He stammers for a split second and says, "The top, far back left tooth."
"I don't have any pain." I say.
He replies, "I'm just tring to get it done before you start having pain. It's preventative."
Let me tell you something, mofo: YOU DON'T DRILL PREVENTATIVELY! That's like having your appendix removed preventatively b/c you MIGHT get appendicitis.
Let's suppose for the sake of argument that there actually is a cavity there. You're saying I should let you drill so that I prevent the pain of the cavity when it gets worse? Perhaps you forgot the Mikita you took to my mouth last year without numbing me first!
Now, what's more likely is that there is NOT a cavity there. In talking with Mamma afterwards we recalled that we have only once had someone else in the waiting room with us while awaiting our appt time. Further, every time I've been there I've heard someone getting drilled on in another room while the hygenist was cleaning my teeth (tooth). This guy runs a low volume, high profit job shop! What a great deal for him. He doesn't have the stress of seeing that many patients and he just power tools away on as many as he possibly can.
Really, why see 100 patients to make $50,000 when you can see 50 patients and make $50,000. Ethics be damned!
So anyway, I'm almost about to laugh in his face and he asks me what I'm thinking. I tell him that I'm not too thrilled with his diagnosis. We walk out of the room and he tells me, "You need to go ahead and schedule a time to get that filling."
"Yeah, I'll get right on that..."
Needless to say I didn't schedule any more appts. Mamma has her appt tomorrow AM. That should be interesting. She won't be scheduling any more appts either.
Oh yeah, one more thing, b/c Mamma's work is run by cheapskates and I am on a graduate student's insurance policy (the best thing about a graduate student's insurance policy is that my general practitioner is THE COLLEGE DOCTOR'S OFFICE...yeah, those guys are the best doctors out there...you could go in there with a broken leg and they would diagnose you with a spider bite), we don't have dental insurance. Therefore, if "The Butcher" performs work on us, he get's to charge us full price and he gets cash right then and there. If we had dental insurance, he would have to discount his price and would receive his money later....
Things that make you go hmmmmm.
Point being, there aren't too many people in the world willing to put their hands in your mouth that you should trust.
The Hogs
The Hogs have ZERO offense without Peyton Hillis. Period. End of story. No question about it. We haven't been able to move the ball worth a crap since he got hurt.
That and we have no passing game. I think our passing game has actually gotten WORSE as the year has progressed.
Oh well. It was a great season and should be even better next year assuming the whole team doesn't go pro. The best part is that I'll be there to watch the games next year. Wooooo hoooooo!
Pappa
That and we have no passing game. I think our passing game has actually gotten WORSE as the year has progressed.
Oh well. It was a great season and should be even better next year assuming the whole team doesn't go pro. The best part is that I'll be there to watch the games next year. Wooooo hoooooo!
Pappa
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