...You Know You're From Colorado If....

...You tell your spouse to pick up granola on their way home and they stop at the daycare!!

Howdy folks! Fresh off of a return from a little state I call Colorado having some major fun in the mountains and rivers and Wal-Mart!

It started with a flight to Kansas City, then straight over to Denver, which is not as impressive as I thought it would be.....probably because the Nuggets play there! Anyway, what WAS impressive were the endless mountains and clear COLD, and I mean "Do I have a brass bra on in the middle of winter?" cold!!

We ski-lifted our way up to a beautiful scenic place where we played washers, took pictures, and got heckled in the bathroom!

We bunjee bounced, rock climbed, and enjoyed the view of a golf course from our window....and, got threatened to get beaned by a golf ball shortly before taking our football throwing entertainment elsewhere!

My kids are apparently half crocodile hunter (may he rest in peace) because, apparently, - THEY DO NOT KNOW THAT THEY ARE NOT SUPPOSED TO GO TOPPLING OFF OF A MOVING RAFT WHILE IT IS SKIMMING DOWN THE RIVER!!!

- That brings me to my six year old Caden. He, desperately trying to be like his friend and brother, wanted to be lifted over our raft as we were white water rafting down the Colorado River. In spite of the two ten year olds wailing due to the extreme coldness of the water as they did this shiver-bounce-bobble thing while clinging to the little purple rope on the side of the vessel, he allowed me to place him into the river....only to scream "get me out, get me out!" a good TWO seconds later. So I hoisted him back in and then proceded to rescue the other two. Much to my blindness, as I was struggling to dead lift two 90+ pound slippery boys.....little Mr Fall Guy LAUNCHES himself off the other side of the raft!!!! - Who IS this kid?? Our river-guide-paddle-lady sifted him from the water via his life vest. And I just laid there and tried to breathe. Oh it's clear air, there's just not enough of it!

Later, 25 feet above the ground and THOUSANDS of feet above sea-level while on another death-trap these people call a ski-lift, Drew and I are alone enjoying the scenery...and by enjoying I mean counting the bicycles on the passing seats heading the opposite direction! Can you REALLY be that pre-occupied that you don't notice the nature around you? But atleast he had fun!

Our guests (The Mays family, no kin to Billy - may he rest in peace as well) were so helpful in that, everytime we got lost, they would take over the navigational responsibility and lead us to other areas to get completely lost!! My only complaint was all the circle roads and yielding opportunities while driving through town!

Much more fun was had.....losing sunglasses in Eagle River, Falling into Eagle River causing said sunglasses to fling away, watching grown adults try to do a back flip in a trampoline bunjee device, cheering as our Caden climbed "his" rock-wall, getting up and enjoying cool mornings and gorgeous sunsets, jumping into a river from the shore the way God intended and NOT from a moving raft! - you get the point.

Alas, I leave you with one quicklet of a story.....

You haven't felt your heart race until airport security shows up out of nowhere and asks "What's the trouble here?"

Apparently, "someone" likes to "take" "souveneirs" from "places"

someone = me

take = steal

souveneirs = rocks

places = pretty much wherever I saw a pretty one!

You can't just smuggle those things in your baggage. The scanner person stopped it and started to go through it. Just then some fella with a badge appeared like a mountain Ninja and said "What'd you do now?" he barked, trying to be funny but causing me to nearly tinkle on my self! It was just a half boomerang-sized rock that will go PERFECT in my office! Totally worth it! As was this trip. Andrea and got some MUCH needed relaxation! I hope you enjoy the pictures!

Later

Dave

Let's Get Physical!! Physical!!

Grrrrr!!

My wife must hate me. Why else would she make me go to the doctor to have a "check-up?"

Check-up? They should call it a "Feel-up!"

Let's start this journey today by reminding everyone that I have issues with strangers. You know, aliens that want to make me uncomfortable. (We all get it Dave-O, you have an awkward meter)
Oh no. It went beyond that today! There were multiple opportunities for me to pass right out due to embarrassment. AND I WISH I WOULD HAVE TAKEN THE OPPORTUNITY!!

First, I circle the complex 6 times because I can't find the right building. I come in and sign in. And, because I had never been there before, I had to do a lot of information offering. (Apparently that wasn't the ONLY thing I was offering)

I get trotted back to a little window office where they make me whiz in a cup in a bathroom where, yet again, you can hear a freakin' pin drop. I didn't care. I just splashed as loud as I Pee'd.. er pleased!! Then they took several vitals, weighed, took my height (no doubt a dress hearsal to take my dignity) - then gave me this breath test twice! I blame this incompetence on the ditzy office girl.

They bounced me down to "room 2" (which stands for "Room 2 probe you" no doubt!)

The doctor pops in, rally's through an onslaught of questions, accompanied by an ear check where he proceeds to tell me that I think I can hear, but I can't. As to which I caught myself saying "What?"

Ah...for the piece de resistance'...."drop your shorts" he tells me. (I'm not wearing shorts, just pants and boxers)...so I take the greater of two evils and drop everything south of the border. He takes his hands and places them where no MAN has placed before, tells me to turn and cough. I wanted to turn and RUN but I didn't want the ditzy office girl see me without my pants on. I'm telling ya, this is NOT a moment that Willy wanted to be freed!!

After the torment was over nurse "first-time" came back in to draw my blood as she was being "monitored". Apparently we train the staff on the brand new patients! I wasn't too concerned until she pointed to my big blue vein, looks up at the onlooking nurse and says "That one?" ........(gulp)

My life flashed before me....and I was bored with most of it! I made a quick list of regrets. (this doctor's visits being right on top) - THEN, I had to take the breath test again because it showed I had ASTHMA! I didn't, I was just a shy breather!

To top it off....I had to pay $15.00 for this visit! If you see somebody naked aren't THEY the ones who gets paid?? I've seen Pretty Woman...this was NOTHING like that!!!!!

All in all, the WORST Dentist I've ever been to!

Later!

Push, Pool...

So it happened. A weekend outing with just me and the boys, some in-laws, strangers in a pool, and an inconvenient bathroom.

Where to begin.....This past Memorial Day weekend the quartet I play for had two concerts. So, the fam and I head off to Fairfield Saturday morning. We arrive at Andrea's granny's place where there's room for 7 or 8 but about 19 is present!!

After a few hours of visiting, Andrea heads back home with her sister because she had work to catch up on. That leaves me and the boys to hang at the fabulous Days Inn motel-bingo-tire-shop! - Okay, it was just a motel....but that small-town feel just takes over me, ya know??

The boys wanted to go swimming. This meant three things.

1. We had to go to Fred's dollar store for swimming apparel.

2. There was the possibility of me drowning, cause I ain't that good a swimmer!

3. And strangers would share a pool with us causing the ole awkward meter to soar to new heights!

My only stipulation was that we would go swimming if NOBODY else was in the pool. So we returned from our fortunate trip to Fred's. (I say fortunate only because I found a ROCKIN' new hat that makes me look cool!!) ..........you'll see!
Once we arrive at the Motel I noticed a lady and her two kids in the pool. - "We wait", I barked.

Ten minutes pass and they migrate away. Off we went, shirtless and paranoid! We enter the pool area, wade on in, and, for about ten minutes, enjoyed some secluded fun in the sun splashing around, chunking a newly purchased ball (another courtesy of Fred's...that place has a LOT!) Although I was nervous because, let's face it, I'm not the best swimmer, not due to lack of trying though! But I managed to crack a smile a time or two at how brave my two sons were.
....But, my life being what it is, our happiness was short-lived as we were joined by a rather older couple and their grand-daughter - who was NOT too grand as it turned out!

After about ten minutes of "company" and a little shark dressed as an eight year old girl, I trodded out of the water. It was at that moment that little orca Annie yelled "Look grandpa, he's got your swim-trunks on" - as to which my usually shy six year old felt it most necessary to reply in a matching yelling decibal level with the phrase "HEY, THAT'S MY DAD!!"

I just kept walking to my seat as I perceived that he had this in his hands now. I am thankful that he felt the need to defend his father's honor.....what was left of it!!

Fast forward to Sunday morning. My quartet had already set sound and apparently wanted to make use of the "facilities." - Note to the architects of churches....do NOT put the "facilities" adjacent to the front door AND the foyer AND the nursery! It makes it VERY difficult to concentrate when you're trying to drop a deuce and there are fifteen conversations going on about 5 feet from you!

....For some reason I feel as if I've shared enough and must gather my thoughts.

Enjoy your week.

Undeniable...scientific...evidence...

...that Snow-Days are fun!!

I needed this. A foot of snow. Two (3) hyper boys getting all geared up.

By all of the recent pictures on Facebook it's easy to know all the people from Texas where we don't get this kind of weather. Do people in Alaska post pics of 75 degree days?? (i don't know but 'alaska!) (I'll ask her, get it?) :)

Here are some pics from today's activities!

Drew shoveling. Caden supervising with 1 glove

Drew pretending to throw snowball.

Caden pretending to be hit...

...then actually falling!

Drew making snow angel.

Me making truck-snow angel.....

Yeah, the kids didn't think it was that funny either.

Me sitting on my new creation.

Drew thought it appropriate to take pic after it collapsed...

A good time was had by all!

One pic I will NOT post is what the inside of the house looked like after we trodded back in...

Later, (Happy anniversary Andrea!)

Smarty Pants...er Boots

My wife is a subtle genius!

A while back she orders these boots. They arrive, but they "don't fit right" - what is "right" Either they fit or they don't. She sends them back, and gets another pair that arrive in a most peculiar way.

We check the mail and we receive a card that says, under the delivered to section - "cab of red pick-up" - (Don't get me started about calling my truck a pick-up, instead of a truck)

So, I go out to my TRUCK, open the door, and there, in rather bold packaging, are the elusive second pair of boots.

Since when have we become so intimate with the U.S. Mail as to place things inside our vehicles??

If it won't fit into the mailbox, and we are not home....LEAVE IT ON THE PORCH! Raining or not. Do not enter open the door of my vehicle! Now, this guy knows that I listen to Michael Jackson, Billy Joel, and Carrie Underwood!! - I'm just not ready for our postal relationship to be at that level.

Back to the boots.....or the "idea to purchase apparel" in general.

The previous pair don't "fit right", these fit fine.....but we discover that she does not have the right shade of jeans to go with them. - Really babe? I've done enough laundry to know how many jeans you have. And yet, you MUST get a color that you conveniently "don't have" in order for this SECOND pair of boots to be worn. "OR" she says, "Now I need a brown pair" (boots)

Why must you play these games? Why must you act surprised that you all of a sudden "Need this", or "Can wear with, but I need...." ?

Just make one announcement that you will be selectively shopping for the rest of your life, and nothing will ever "fit right" but you'll keep on-a trying!

(And you will still look good in whatever you get) - Can I get a Holla!!!!!??

I don't even know what that means!

Have a good one!!

Dave

You know what? - I DON"T KNOW

It seems I have this problem of playing out conversations that never exist.

I was walking to my desk and I passed a co-worker heading to speak to two ladies.

You know how you start a conversation as if it's the subject line of an e-mail? You need to talk to someone about rescheduling the day that you have the car wash company come to work...so you either call the person or walk up to them and say "Car wash......" - and then continue talking.

Well, the aforementioned co-worker breezed passed me and stopped at a desk station and said "Patient Question" - Now, I know what she meant. She wanted to know what to do about a patient that was there. The problem with my brain is that I IMMEDIATELY played out this conversation in my head.............

Co-worker - (Standing, but not leaning over desk) "Patient Question"

Me - (Sitting behind desk counter wearing neatly pressed scrubs and showing a smooth face due to the recently shaven goat-tee, thinking that this person wants ME to give her a random question about regarding patients as if she's preparing for a Jeopardy audition.) ...so I reply "Okay, why do they smell like that?".....

Co-Worker - "What?"

Me - "Oh, I thought you wanted me to ask you about patients."

Co-Worker - "No, silly" "You're so funny" "Your wife, friends, family, and Facebook stalkers are SO lucky to have you in their lives." "Will you marry me?"

Me - "No, but you can bring me a Dr. Pepper"

Co-Worker - "Okay, Dave"

~ Yeah, that's what played out in my head.

THEN, later that same month.......(And this conversation ACTUALLY happened)

I was sitting at my desk in the OR, where we do surgery at a hospital that I work at, while I was practicing saying redundant things (Worth IT!) - and the phone at the front desk rings. Since there was nobody available to answer, the Dave-O had to get up and answer.

The caller ID showed a cell phone caller with the description - "Smith, David" - folks, if I'm lying I'm the next American Idol.

So I paused with fear, because (what if it was actually me calling from the future saying "don't answer the phone" but how would I know not to answer unless I actually answered?!!!) OH THE AGONY.......(small sigh for affect...) - So, I answered. This voice on the other end sounded squirrely and snippy......in other words, - Just like ME!

After I answer:

He says to me, he says "Someone from there just called me?"

Me (~thinking "funny, I'm the one that just answered the phone. Obviously you just called me, but whatever!")

I say "Well, did they leave a message?"

Fake David Smith - "No, it was probably about a charge"

...(I do charges....was this really future me?)

Anyway, I told him/me that I would take a message, ask around and see if I could figure out who it was, then have them call him/me back.

He gave me a number that I did NOT recognize so I knew it wasn't me and I did NOT relay the message.....thought it was the right thing to do!

It is NOT easy being me! Or calling me! Now...bring me a Dr. Pepper!

Later

Learning to Learn

It just occured to me.....you may not know. And, since this is a teaching blog, I feel as if it's my duty (giggle, "duty") - to tell you.




"Tell us what?" - you asked non-audibly.




Tell you what's right according to different life situations. (Right...according to my miniscule opionion never meant to take seriously, unless otherwise specified.)

Let's get started!




If you're a visitor to my work and you need me to fax something long distance, you need a clearance code. I will be more than happy to fax it for you. However, I don't want you knowing whay my code is. (Here's the teaching part) - after I take the paperwork from you and you follow me to the fax machine.....DON'T LOOK OVER MY SHOULDER. And don't stand directly beside me and say "Oh, is that the code?" - I've crippled people for less than that!! - So stand atleast 10 feet away with your eyes covered while reciting the pledge of allegiance KEEPING "One nation under GOD"!


Isn't learning fun!? :)

ALSO, if you work here (not as a full-time employee) and you are in between cases - don't talk so loud about your personal little life experiences. I get it, you like working out. Or, you know everything there is to know about everything! I am working and the noise of your voice makes me bleed internally! You are annoying, and you are an expert in every single scenario that gets thrown your way!

So please be quiet, and find something constructive to do.

Amen!

As many of you know, I play the piano for the Harmony Quartet. Recently we had a few things happen that are worth (but probably not appropriate) sharing!

What must be a surprise to some groups has become second nature to us. We've been to several churches and performed our little concerts. At the end, there would be a time of announcement. Some pastors have used that time to (gulp) RESIGN!! Oh yes my friends. They invite us to be seated in the fellowship hall while they "take care of a little business." - That has happened twice. We've also found out that weeks, and even days later of a concert that a pastor has left. That has happened about 5 times. But our last outing made history. While in Athens, we witnessed for the first time the pastor - JOINING the church!!

It's a NEW year folks. I guess we've raised the bar...?? - Whatever the case, we know better than to expect a normal service.

I should also learn to expect anything from old people! LOVE me some old people! - One reason is, they say WHATEVER is on their mind during their prayer. I guess they think nobody's listen while they're talking to God. I guess that's fine, but it makes the ole' awkward meter go up once they start naming names!!

Here's your highly anticipated example! ;)

Ironically, during that same service in Athens, I got there early and was asked to play for the congregational song right before Sunday School.

Once finished an elderly saint of a lady (probably, I don't know) was called upon to pray. As she wrapped up her Heavenly conversation, she closed with "and bless the lost like our president and his family, and turn this country back from Islam." -

Back? He can't even get healthcare reform to take place.

Love me some old people.

See you next time. (Try not to resign after you read this!)

Thwart of the Union

Come on in!



I thought I'd give my thoughts on the recent State of the Union Address. As if you wanted to hear my opinion. - But...you are reading this so, here goes!!



First, I'll start with all of the positive things about President Obama's speech.

1. His tie was straight... now for the negative...

That was a joke!



Actually I think he has quite the task in front of him for the next three years of his one and only term.

Which I didn't think would be the case after he first took office.

The party's are certainly split between themselves, but that's not new. It seems as if he is an outsider among his own administration. If the Republicans want something, the Democrats throw a hammer. If the Democrats try something, the Republicans are surely going to try to thwart. (I like the word thwart) - I've stopped blogging for like two minutes just saying thwart. Using different accents, yelling it. Ok, I'm done now.

But if Mr. Obama brings something to the political table....both sides say "Hold up a minute young man." "This ain't gonna work." - Gives me a warm feeling inside. I assumed that everything he wanted would be granted immediately. Awesome in the face!

Or is it? I don't want other countries laughing because of our lack of respect for leadership. I mean, nothing happens outside of God's divine permission. So, Mr. Obama is there for a reason. Darned if I know what the reason is!!



So, I won't dissect him personally. But I will take my amateur cheap-shots at the address he gave.



The number 3 problem I have with the speech, is his jabs at the previous president. Saying things like "The deficit was this bad before I ever took office" or "We've done it that way for eight years, and look where that's got us" - would be fine if he wasn't trying to preach in the very next phrases that we need to "put aside our blaming and come together" or "take responsibility and move foward" - that kind of two-handed talk chaps my hide!

Problem number 2 is this global warming, I'm sorry, "undeniable scientific evidence" of global warming. What the Flagnod? Google stories from the mid-70's where global "cooling" was an issue. Do we really have the weather THAT high up on the list of things to do before I get voted out in three more years? If you concentrate on that which we have no control you'll end this presidency hardly making a positive difference and I'll have to pick at the next president or presidentess, about complaining that he/she "inherited" a mess from the previous president!

Not that it shouldn't be a concern, and not that we shouldn't do what we can to improve the environment around us....but let's leave that to the people that have that time on their hands to guilt trip the guilty into recycling and driving energy-efficient vehicles.

And, the number 1 problem I had with the Address was that he stated that he inherited this country in this condition.....Really? Ya mean it doesn't automatically start over every term?

Listen, your entire campaign was basically huling insults at Mr. Bush citing what a horrible job he has done. Entering two wars, ignoring health care and so forth. - If YOU can say that you inherited this mess, my question is - Can Mr. Bush ever say "Oh, I'm sorry, we were attacked 9 months into my first term" which would be a jab at Mr. Clinton's security system already in place. What if we did NOT go to war? What if he would have concentrated on healthcare? We would have needed it, I suppose, to make sure that we were taken care of because of the routine attacks that would have been on our soil because these countries would have had enough time on their hands seeing as how we weren't over there bravely defending us and securing their govt. - but I digest...



I choose to hope that the parties do come together. Because people are growing tired of the three-way fighting. Let's bring it back to the classic boxing-style grudge match between two entities that we've grown accustomed to. Or, let's ALL focus on global warming and see where we end up!



Later.

Not So General Hospital

Dr. Toussaint at welcoming return














The Forest Park crew heading out















Our Faithful Nurses



- Hi there!

...So there I am. Sitting at my desk, keying away, minding my own business and CERTAINLY not looking on Facebook....and I hear, from the office behind me, the voice of the president and founder of our hospital..."I think we're going to Haiti."

That lackadaisical verbal comment started what will surely be a small part of history now.
If you've watched the evening news in our area any recent evening you have, undoubtedly, seen the story.

Dr. Toussaint ("T") made the decision to fly his jet full of medical/surgical supplies, a team of physicians, a group that I will affectionately refer to as "security" to a country recently devasted by an earthquake.

Now, to get the team together...it was basically a line that automatically formed as if a military summons had been sent. Physicians, nurses, and techs alike literally asked if they could join. I dare say that I have never witnessed a more solemn display of medical patriotism from any group of people.

Originally scheduled for Friday morning, due to an unreceivable airport, the team lifted off Saturday morning loaded with prayers, thoughts, supplies, medical personnel, and a unified goal of simply helping just because "they need it."
"They" being men and women that would inevitably lose their limbs, or have physical changing trauma as a result of falling objects i.e. buildings! Or, children that have become the head of their respective households because their parents were crushed.

Upon arrival the team was greeted with up close scenery that the most graphic war movie would have trouble copying. The smell. The sounds. People crying out for help.

And here is Forest Park Medical Center, volunteering to enter circumstances that would rock their emotional world. Stories of desperation have been shared with me. I would like to share some with you.

They land. They start working.
Once set up in a 2-OR hospital FPMC became the FIRST civilian medical response team in Haiti. Now...the difficulty really begins. The language barrier. Unfamiliar territory. Environment that becomes somewhat more hostile due to a growing panic.
Tents were created just outside the facility. Patient introductions begin.
The decision of "moving on from this patient because they are too far gone" is now a repetitive process. One of our nurses received a patient and the census was to give Morphine and move on - to ease their pain as best they could. The nurse wanted to continue to administer medical attention, but, due to the large volume and deleting time frame.....reality set a little deeper. It must be difficult to triage people with your eyes welling with tears knowing that it's too late for some. Or maybe, as in some of the children there, they had to deal with this - a 6 year old girl who was communicating with some of our staff was asked where her mom was. She said "I am mom"
"No, no, where are your parents?" we asked. "It is only me" she replied.
She had a 5 year old brother, and a two year old little sister that she had been forced to take care of since her parents had been crushed. She managed to look after them for several days until getting taken care of....did I mention she was 6?!?
What a heartmelter!

They would have to place a pain block, and give the children suckers (dum dums) to distract them from the relocation of their joints! As they would reach for the candy...their arm would be jerked back into socket! On-the-fly skills from an exhausted team.
Working hour after hour. Getting chunks of sleep in a couple of hour intervals the team went on. Surgeons doing over 30 procedures in one day. Supplies running out. Hungry. Nervous. They kept providing care.
One physician, who could speak French, one of the languages represented there, woke up to a crowd of people that was pointing and saying "he is the one" - in other words, he can help us AND understand us. At the very least they provided hope for this devastated country.

Amputations were performed. Infections were healed. Dressings placed. - but the biggest obstacle of all......dealing with what they saw, smelled, heard, after returning home.

Many of the group had emotional relapses. Their human side showing. - A side I will never see due to their heroic efforts. I stand proudly and applaud every one of them. Not because they had the skills to do it....not because they expected/received no payment....but because of the instant desire to go just because "they needed our help."

Love you guys!!! - Pleasure working here with ya!

Knock Knock!

Greet to tha tings Peeps!

Ever been in a bathroom in a public place and someone (that you would assume shares your untimely bowel/urinary habits) tries to come in? But instead of knocking, or jiggling the door handle....they forcefully try to turn nearly ripping the doorknob of the hinge! Wow...they had to GO!
Next time, try gently grabbing, and ever so slightly turning until you discover that it is locked. You may move on to find another one, without reduntantly scaring the crap of anoyone currently on the throne!

Enough Potty stuff already!

Flavored toothpicks may be one of the most geniously invented items of our time. The ones with the attached floss thingy's are the best! Plus, they make pretty handy little weapons. You would NOT want to take one of those to the eyeball!

A couple more things. Why is it that light bulbs go out at different times? A fan with those 4 to 5 light attachments never has bulbs that synchronize? I put them in at the same time when I first got the thing. When did the space time continuum get so far off?

Oh well, just remember it's always darkest before the dawn! - Well, that's not really true because the sun is pretty close to coming up so it's not THAT far. I guess it's always darkest when the sun is on the other side of the Earth!
Whatever, if my brain was taxed...I'd get a rebate!

Later

Happily Clever After

Suppness!!

Ever say something out loud, then hear someone a decent way down the hall laugh? You turn to give them the acknowledging bow only to discover that they were talking with someone else and laughing at them instead? - Yeah...me neither!

It's not that it's cold, it't that it's soooo far from being hot! The closer the health care bill gets to being implemented the closer Hell is to freezing over methinks!
Speaking of commercials that make me laugh (?) - I was within ear shot of an advertisement that said "And if you act now you can get this for only $399.00"
I'm sorry but "only" never applies to three-digit cost!!
Speaking of signs that make you turn your head...I noticed a vehicle the other day cruisin' on down the road with a signage on it that read "Crash Research Car"! - Wow. how many tests can you actually run? Do they EVER pass? Where can I sign up?!? :)

Enclosing (and speaking of something that I wasn't currently speaking of...get it?)
Whilst (yes whilst) at Starbucks, I was handed my White Chocolate Mocha with Caramel on top without one of those little sleeves. I didn't accept it. The girl said "Oh, you want a sleeve? I was gonna say "Oh no, that's fine" Then, when she handed it to me, I was gonna make her hold on to it 'til she DROPPED it due to the excessive heat that they are speaking of when they label RIGHT THERE on the side of the cup! - And then I'd say "it's hot ain't it?" 'causeing a chain-reaction of never giving out a hot beverage without one of the sleeves.......but, alas, I said yes to the offer, took it, enjoyed it on my ride in considering I paid ONLY $4.89 for it!!

Later

Bring me your tired, your needy, your complaints?

Howdy in the face!

You know anyone that is negative, dramatic, or in a bad mood ALL the time? And you think "I wish they would be in a good mood for a change." - Then, the day they are.....you realize that they are the most ANNOYING person ever??
I have the privilige of be co-employed with such a person.
He's usually very determined to let things upset her. *(yeah, i switched up the sex to throw you off!) - Now, I wish they'd go back to being ticked off and quieter!!

This is the time of year that we save money on gas. It's too cold to stay outside and pump for more than half a tank! I trust your Christmas. I had a trampoline - It flew away. We're getting another. A HEAVIER one!
Have you re-gifted? I think I got something that someone else didn't want and may be "three-gifting" soon!

You know what I like? Ii like....when people come up to me and complain or question things that I have ABSOLUTELY no control over! LOVE that! - So, in turn, I'm-a-gonna start sending them random mail from made up names complaining about problems in far away places.

EXAMPLE: ('cause ya know I got 'em)
"To whom it may or may not concern" "It's come to my attention based on an episode of Dateline that there are starving people in Africa." "Please do something about this." "Do you like it that kids are starving?" "I can't believe you let it get to this point."

OR -
"The girls that work at the local Sonic are rude" "Please go to each one, order, then criticize them on their tone and educate them on how to deal with customers" "Start with the one in Washington State"


Ahh...that's better! :)

Well, off I go to put $2.00 of gas in at a time!

Dave