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Monday, January 26, 2015

Monday's Missives


Persimmons. I take a lot of pics of persimmons don't I? They capture my attention for some reason.

Mmmmm, let me see here- about some nice fish or a crawdad this morning...

Creepy cactus bugs being all creepy and buggie.

Turd roller be rollin'.
  • Those skinny leg suits with the 2 sizes too small jackets models are wearing look about as ridiculous as the black NFL football players hair weaves. In 20 years will people make fun of them both or be too terrified of looking like they hate black and gay people?
  • FG and her dumb cat were lying by and on me on the couch earlier- wallowing all over me as we say. As I was thinking about how dumb he is and how much I hated his guts he looked at me and said, Meow! He then reached his paw out at me and touched my belly and laid his head against my arm and dozed off. FG then hugged my other arm and said, You are soooo snuggly. This is nice.
  • Will I miss all that when it is over?
  • Built To Kill: what we're watching (01/11/2015).
    What The?! What hit that car- a boat?

    At a local business. The funny thing is- this is the second time I've seen a vehicle stuck up on that rock.
  • I just (01/12/2015) got back from visiting a friend in a physical therapy rehab facility. If I'm lying- I'm dying, she is in the same room- same bed that one of my last hospice patients croaked in. She is across the hall from a famous person's relative I cared for and when we turned down that hall I was sure we were going to take a right and be in that room. Nope- we took a left into the room of death (the famous person's relative didn't die while under my care).
  • Just don't tell her please- it would freak her out.
    Have I shown you this pic before? Murica!

    A pen I carried during The War.
  • One of those weird things that I can't forget: Some people with lymphoma will experience pain at the site(s) of their affected lymph nodes. The number of patients is low (probably less than 30%) but of those, the pain may be excruciating and exquisite (meaning it will be bad,  happen every time and with as little as one drink). A funny thing about the way those little tidbits work is, it would be worthless [and ridiculous] to use a shot of tequila for a part of a battery of tests but if a patient tells a doctor or nurse their armpit hurts after a random shot or glass of wine- that ought to get some attention.
    Found in the bottom of a box in my storage. Murica!
  • Things I learned about my self and others during a long period of abstinence: In regards to the opposite sex- if you want more sex than you ever had in your life apparently let it be known you don't want to have sex until you're married. Not that it happened every day but multiple women begged me to have the seks with them. When it came to my understanding of myself one woman was good with no sex although we spent lots of time together. Thoughtlessly, I would walk out of a restroom in my underwear to change to go swimming or go out. There was a mutual attraction so it isn't like I totally disrespected her and looked at her as if she had the perceived sex appeal of a houseplant or whatever but I didn't think anybody could get that worked up over me. She said to the effect, No sex is fine- for now if that is what you want but you can't keep strolling around here in your underwear- it drives me nuts and I get all worked up and you know it and it isn't right.
  • Today (01/19/2015) as I drove down 183 toward Mineral Wells I saw a  goober from from Roger Williams check traffic to his left and right with his hand shading his eyes from the glare of the sun. He did this apparently without realizing his having to do this meant drivers would be similarly affected.  He stepped in front of me right when the glare hit me the worst and I only caught him out of the corner of my eye- and I mean barely. I slammed on my brakes and steered away from him while honking the horn. He waved with a goofy passive-aggressive grin and kept walking. 
  • Keep it cute homes. 
  • You are literally only alive because I'm such a good driver and you were nearly dead because you are oblivious.


    In front of an antique store in Mineral Wells.
  • Once you know somebody with a dementia such as Alzheimer's you can pick others out of a crowd similarly affected- even by looking at a picture. They just have that look.

Wednesday, August 28, 2013

Wednesday's Digressions

Bear cub in front of cabin in Big Bend



Every day we saw things that just didn't look real


One of only 1200 wild Bighorn sheep in Texas





  • It is 0246 on 08/24/2013 and I just awoke from a dream set at the stadium in Decatur which happens about once or twice a year. 
  •  The Black Keys song Lonely Boy started playing in a loop in my brain as soon as I awoke. 
  • One of my prostitute patients is crushin' on me a little. Even the other staff has noticed it. I am not sure what to make of one person's statement to me regarding her: Kevin, she is really nice and soooo pretty! Supposedly because of my encouragement she is going legit', has finished nurse aide classes and is getting ready to start nursing school. Great, another life I've ruined. 
  • Yesterday at work I had the most inappropriate conversation with a coworker I could imagine. If you were to write a workplace comedy about some random inappropriate conversation taking on a life of it's own and leading to something crazy you could not top the real one I had between those cubicles. I almost cannot believe it happened.
These bullet dots just kinda do what they want sometimes don't they?

  •  When I heard somebody on the radio say ESPN pays the NFL a billion dollars a year to broadcast their football games I thought it was an overstatement to make a point like saying a gazillion or eleventy billion but I just read it is actually 1.1 billion. That is incomprehensible to me- literally, I cannot comprehend that.