Wednesday, August 31, 2005

Cajuns

My family has a set of cajun friends. We’ve been friends with them since before I could walk. When I was in third grade, they moved back to Louisiana. Now we can’t get ahold of them, and I’m hoping that they are alive. It’s worrisome.

FEMA called Joe’s yesterday. 15 of our nurses are going to New Orleans today. I wanted to go, but it required a minimum 24 day commitment, and it just wasn’t feasible. I wonder if New Orleans people are kicking themselves in the ass now for staying. I remember my parents used to tell me that New Orleans would soon be completely covered by water, and that it was sinking. I didn’t really believe them, but it looks as if the Jumpinators were right again.

If you haven’t yet seen the weatherman for CNN throw a piss hissy on live news, click on this link. Funny, juvenile men. Ha! http://www.ifilm.com/ifilmdetail/2678471?htv=12

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Wednesday, August 24, 2005

Amazing Stunts

One wasn’t enough. Ten wasn’t either. 200? That’s juuusttt about right.

He wanted to be a lion. Now he’s being mocked on my blog.

Let the berating commence.

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Tuesday, August 23, 2005

A day in the hospital

It’s odd being on the other side of the spectrum. Rather than being the nurse starting the IV, giving the meds, etc…. I was the one in the bed, scared, with my butt hanging out of the back of my gown.

I’m having what I suppose are gallbladder issues, even though no stone was present last night on the ultrasound. I’m not sure what’s up. I’ve been vomiting and running fever, feeling like I was ran over by a mack truck, but it seems the US (ultrasound, not the nation) didn’t see any rocks. I’m thankful for that, because I didn’t want another surgery. Last year it was my ankle. The year before it was my bladder. I must say that being ill is not cool. I’m going to make it my personal goal to not have to be in an ER unless I am working for at least the next two years. So none of you get sick, because I don’t want to come and visit.

In other news… I found it strange when I heard yesterday that Phoenix is a hit with the lesbian population. I’m not sure why, but it does seem that there is a disproportianate number of lesbians here. I wonder why this is… does anyone have any insight? Is this town more friendly toward the alternative lifestyle crowd? I would like to know this. It seems Mormons and Lesbians like to come here… but then again, everyone likes to come here, me included. Off I go to Walgreens to pick up a prescription. My side and shoulder hurt like the dickens. Come to think of it, I wonder how bad “the dickens” really does hurt…. hm.

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Friday, August 19, 2005

Hershey Squirts??

Someone has a blog titled “Hershey Squirts.” Don’t they know how sick that is? They probably like monkeys.

I had a bad day at work yesterday, and I never say that. I love my job more than anyone in the world could possibly love their job. Yesterday though… it’s got me wondering why I even try. Out of the 12 patients I took care of, three of them passed on. One of them was a one month old girl. That hurt…

 I held it together well at work… and then absolutely lost it on the drive home, around 67th ave and 10. I couldn’t do anything to help these people. Nothing. If you are losing touch with your faith, I don’t recommend my line of work.

Poor Shane… I came in the house nearly two hours late, and was a crying, blubbering idiot. He was a champ though, and listened to me go on. I’m still hurt… I’m wondering how I’m going to get the courage to go back. I don’t believe people should ever have to see a baby die. She was beautiful too. One pink sock. That’s what got me. I dreamed about it last night and I keep seeing it over and over in my head… maybe I should call someone.

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Wednesday, August 17, 2005

Demon Monkeys

 No monkey is cool. Since elementary school, I’ve had a fear/hatred of monkeys. All kinds. Gorillas are monkeys. Chimpanzees and red-asses are all monkeys to me. If it’s a primate, it’s a monkey, and I despise it.

One fateful day, my family ventured to the zoo. My grandmother (“granny,” I like to call her) and I ventured into a building with lots of large glass cases. We walked through and at one particular display, discovered a lone gorilla type of monkey. Luckily, there was a big glass pane between us and the monkey, because on that day, it was horribly disgruntled. Not only did the monkey give us the finger, but it tried to pee on us… and then laughed. I swear the evil bastard laughed at us. Like an obnoxious drunken frat boy, the monkey ingrained in my mind a picture… Since that day, I have had absolutely nothing to do with these evil creatures.

Some people just love the hell-animals. They keep them as pets, despite the fact that they are rather aggressive, and do possess more intelligence than most other animals. This is a dangerous mix. They may wear a cute diaper and eat with a spoon, but they also fling poo and screw up your house, along with biting visitors, and sometimes the owner. WHHHYYY????? Why do you own this thing??? I thought my boston terrier was bad. He doesn’t have thumbs, thank God.

So for all of you out there who hate monkeys as much as I, or for those of you who happen to be STUPID enough to think that they are “cute” and “special,” I bring you a true story. Please see the news story below.

HAVILAH, Calif. — Investigators said yesterday that they are trying to determine how two chimpanzees that attacked a couple visiting an animal sanctuary escaped from their cage.

The chimps chewed off St. James Davis’s nose and severely mauled his genitals and limbs Thursday before the son-in-law of the sanctuary’s owner shot and killed the animals, authorities said.

Davis, 62, and his wife had gone there to visit another chimp that had lived with them for decades before they were forced to give up the animal. LaDonna Davis, 64, was bitten on the hand.

”A big part of the investigation will be figuring out whether the [sanctuary] owners were in compliance with regulations,” said Hal Chealander, a Sheriff’s Department commander. ”There’s a reason why those chimpanzees got out. It will be crucial to our investigation how they got out.”

Health authorities were testing the dead chimps for rabies and other diseases.

The Davises were at Animal Haven Ranch, in a canyon 30 miles east of Bakersfield, to celebrate the birthday of Moe, a 39-year-old chimpanzee taken from their suburban Los Angeles home in 1999 after biting off part of a woman’s finger.

The couple had brought Moe a cake and were standing outside his cage when Buddy and Ollie, two of the four chimpanzees in the adjoining cage, attacked St. James Davis, said Steve Martarano, a spokesman for the state Department of Fish and Game. Moe was not involved in the attack.

The chimps chewed off most of Davis’s face and tore off his testicles and foot, Chealander said.

Davis was taken to Loma Linda University Medical Center, where he had surgery. The hospital would not release information on his condition.

Primate specialists say chimpanzees, which typically weigh 120 to 150 pounds and are much stronger than most humans, are known to kill chimps from neighboring groups, hunt other primates, even attack humans in the wild.

”This episode highlights some of the dangers of privately owning primates,” said Steve Schapiro, who studies chimpanzee behavior at the University of Texas. ”When you maintain large, strong animals in captivity, you think you know what they’re going to do, but in the end they’re unpredictable.”

This happened on March 5. The guy just got out of the hospital TODAY. The only one worth not putting in the bag would be the son-in-law, who had at least some brain function, telling him to SHOOT THE MONKEYS. Good.

PETA can bite my ass on this one (ironic, seeing as this guys ass has already been bitten).  This isn’t the first attack, and won’t be the last. A six year old was mauled in New York… a man and his wife were bitten repeatedly… many attacks in the jungle… etc.

Look at his teeth. Just look.

Monkeys are EVIL. Have a good day.

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Saturday, August 13, 2005

Cowboys are playing tonight, and I’ll be there. This has been a very successful year for my list of 100 things I want to do with my life. Tomorrow, I’ll be able to mark off the pro football game thing. I think I’ve been able to mark off like, 5 or 7 or something. At this rate, I’ll only need to live 20 more years before I’m done, so I guess I’ll slow down.

If you can’t read what’s below it says:

“Buffalo once roamed the plains in large numbers.”

Ha! Also, a new edition to the bag: Presenting…… (drumroll)…….

The 310,000 mothers in this world who have abandoned or abused their children, resulting in the kids living in foster care until age 18. Somewhere along the line, these women thought it would be a good idea to reproduce… while using crack, breaking the law, beating children, etc. I saw a special on 20/20 last night. 310,000 children are living permanently in foster care or group homes. I want to take every single one of them and give them a home. I want them all. I want 310,000 dependents. Imagine the tax write-off! Although I can’t have all of them, I hope we will be able to help at least one or two. After serious research, I have decided that within the next ten years, I will adopt. Not a newborn, probably not even a toddler. Maybe a child around the age of seven. I encourage all of you to look into it as well. Someone needs to beat these mothers with an iron rod just pulled out of a furnace. Since we can’t do that (legally), maybe we could help out the kids. Right now they don’t have a fighting chance.

Please go here to look: http://www.heartgallerynj.com/

I’m done with my philanthropic soap-box today.

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Sunday, August 7, 2005

Fantastic!

What can I say??

I’ve really never seen anything like it. This, my friend, is a specimen.

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Saturday, August 6, 2005

Salt River Dreamin’

Tomorrow is the big day. I get to go to the river again. It will be a much-needed trip. There is so much going on with my personal life right now… not stuff I would ever blog about, but it is stuff that has hurt me to my core. I can seriously feel my hair turning white..

Some time ago I blogged about how I thought it was nice to David-Lee-Roth our way though our lives. I still think it’s a great idea… in theory. However, it is the outside influence that just sometimes won’t allow that. I have decided that I am going to start drinking again. I never really stopped, I just slowed down a lot. Recently I’ve only drank about once every three months, if even that. I’ve conciously made the decision to drink as much as possible this whole entire week. From tonight until next Friday, I will be blasted. It is guaranteed that if I am not at work, and Becca is in bed…. I will be drinking. I solemnly swear this. I’m going to try and keep up with my intake, and see how much I can drink in a week. Probably not as much as the old days… I’m still proud of the fact that most people who meet me for the first time have to comment on my exceptional drink-you-under-the-table-wow-I’ve-not-ever-seen-a-girl-hold-em-like-you-ness. I have to go back to that place…hone that skill…. and get ripped. Wish me luck!

For Champions!

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Thursday, August 4, 2005

Blogging at Work

So it happened again. The guy has put us off. I am sitting around waiting on him. I started waiting at noon. I will continue waiting until 2:45 at the earliest. Anger is burning inside me.

In other news, I have no time to do real things. Do you have a to-do list that just sits and laughs at you? I do. There are so many things, and so little time to do them all. If I wasn’t stuck in educatorpurgatory, I would have all of these things done. But no. I must waste my time even more. Blech.

Off I go to try and check my email, even though the computer will block it for the 30th time. Maybe I can find a way.

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Tuesday, August 2, 2005

The downward spiral

My baby just isn’t a baby anymore. Playing the stereotypical role of the upper middle class suburbanite mother, I ushered my little girl into her first day of formal education… kindergarten.

Nevermind the fact that she only spends three hours a day there. Forget the fact that she’s been in organized childcare since she was a tiny little thing.  Nothing mattered to me today. You would have thought she gave me the finger and moved out, the way I cried and brooded for the eight hours post drop-off. Today we began at least 13 years of formal education, followed by a college career (hopefully no longer than 5 years more). Every Monday through Friday, from August to May, for the rest of her life as a kid…teen…and young adult… she will be attending school. It’s fitting. I just graduate, and off she goes.

I have some hopes for her. They are following. Hopefully in 18 years my blog will still be going (albeit ancient, but going), and she can see what I hoped for her to accomplish.

I would like her to:

1. Love herself.

2. Love me.

3. Always remember what it was like to be five.

4. Not be afraid of the future.

5. Feel like she has a friend and (more importantly) a mother in me.

6. Value intelligence and strive for knowledge.

7. Remember she doesn’t know it all… and forgive me for not knowing it either.

8. Remember her roots

9. Look for problems to solve

10. Grow, and live her life to its fullest potential.

And last of all, a quote I found long ago… that means so much more today:

Making the decision to have a child - it’s momentous. It is to decide forever to have your heart go walking outside your body.

~Elisabeth Stone

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