I'm Alive...

Wow... the allergic reaction or whatever, to the steroid shot just got worse and worse. I really thought I was losing my mind for a while AND it was my 20th HS Reonion this weekend! (if you click on the link your coworkers might begin assuming you are "family")

That was fun, although I wasn't at full capacity until Saturday night. Fletcher actually did the sports live from the HAUGHTON CLASS of 88 RE. That was interesting! Of course we all lined up behind him and acted like total jack-knives.

How bout the New Yorker's OBAMA cover? I thought the media was on HIS side!? I haven't seen a blatant cry for attention through controversy since this BURT AND ERNIE episode aired on our favorite street show. If I were his wife, I would be furious... I mean did you see the way they drew her hair? Not attractive. She is much prettier than that. What a low blow.

BTW... Funny guy on this link... Ian Robinson... (where I got Burt and Ernie) and great movie and comic reviews!

I love Doats. Took a little boy to the movies with my son and he walks up to the candy case and says, "I'll take the Doats." Love it. Love Doats.

I WISH BILLY MAYS WOULD LOOSE HIS VOICE FOR LIFE...
Who is this person? Why is he screeming at me to purchase this crap? America, take a stand with me! Let's NOT purchase anything this guy yells about until he lowers his voice! Give me a break, man!

I am Poison Ivy... Female Superhero!

Some men give diamond tennis bracelets (Bailey's Jewelry! Two locations serving you!), my man puts me to work in the yard and I get a rosy bracelet of poison ivy around my arm for a week. I've had it twice this summer and I toughed it out fine with the first go-round. BUT the red nastiness around my wrist was more than I could take. I found myself vigorously rubbing my arm on the edge of my desk... and snorting!

I even had a dream that I was a SUPERHERO... I was...

***POISON IVY!***

I would put villains in a head lock with my left arm and rub my poison rash under their neck in a sawing motion... two days later they would break out in an ugly, itchy rash! That'll show 'em!


Seriously, though, I went to the old doc to get a steroid shot to dry up this mess and ended up in a brier patch. I had an adverse reaction to the injection that left me slurring my words, unable to walk straight, unable to eat, and seeing stars occasionally.

My sister told me to get the shot. She said I would feel great! She said I would have whopping amounts of energy and get a ton done... not so much.

Fletcher talked about it on the radio today and had a male caller say his steroid shot was like a three day Viagra high... huh? What went wrong with my shot? Did they give me the wrong medicine? I hate shots... I still feel lousy.

I felt drunk for a whole day, now I feel hung over... ridiculous. I'm tired and I need to lay down.

What Are They Hearing?

I have a question for you... What do people hear when they THINK they sing well, but don't? My husband swears he sounds just like "Bronski Beat" (yea, that group from the 80's). And will try to prove it too! LIVE ON RADIO! For the longest time he thought (really believed) he could impersonate professional singers... wow.

Eventually I tried to gently suggest that he didn't quite sound like these people he was hearing... He accused me of being jealous and petty! Hardly! I was trying to save him the embarrassment of this unfounded pride! But now it was on!

Every opportunity he has, now, he sings! Oh boy does he SING... to SPITE me! And really, there are some songs that are in his range that sound just fine... the problem is his ego that leads him to believe that he can sing anything... and it sounds great... kind of like the dancer that brazenly takes the dance floor with all the confidence in the world that it is SOLID GOLD!

So... my question is... what is he hearing? Like a person with no rhythm... they look like a marionette puppet, except the person moving the strings is listening to a different song. What are those people hearing? What is moving their bodies? Just like them, what is my husband hearing?

Recently he played a recording of what the satellites pick up from Earth, a mixture of screeching, beeping, random words, phrases... basically chaos. Maybe people with no rhythm and people that THINK they can sing are tuned into a different wave length than the rest of us.

A wave where sounds, beats and noise all collide in an unrecognizable mish mash medley! Considering that, THAT is what they may be hearing I guess they're doing pretty good. I guess we should feel lucky that they aren't acting out in violence.

So flail on rhythmless dancers, wave and swing vigorously; thrash! Honey, caterwaul till your heart gives out, cry and screech like a cat in heat! Just don't hurt anyone.