Into my daughter's room actually. For now anyway. Bad parenting probably but oh well. Edited to point out that I just posted three incomplete sentences instead of one proper one.
My friends moved their old tube TV into their daughter's room. It was on one of those low TV Cart things, and she pulled it over somehow. Her dad described watching it in slow motion, but somehow it went over her head instead of on top of her. I guess I'm saying be careful.
It's actually not a terrible set up. She's been around it in the living room for probably a year and hasn't ever tried to pull it down. I appreciate the heads up though.
Status Update: TV is up and working but husband has claimed the remote as his own. So I'm live streaming a Ryan Bingham concert on the computer. There's still not enough drinking going on so I'm taking a shot. What liquor goes best with cotton candy grapes?
Has anyone heard from CJ lately? He seems to be MIA. Being from Florida, God only knows what sort of horrible thing may have happened to him.
And Pris... who can forget Pris? The 80's were a wonderful time for spandex and big hair. Fucking weird.... science.
I think he frustratingly gave up on posting at TiB, much like Nom, Parker and others who felt like (mostly from the serious thread) that it's just an echo chamber with what they feel is little opportunity for progressive dialogue. Just my opinion. And, I can understand that if they feel that's true, it's not worth taking the time to plug in here. Personally, I wish all three of those dudes would come back and post.
I emailed CJ, and yes, he was a bit annoyed over the Serious Thread. It seems like he'll come back, I certainly hope so. I encouraged him, as I encourage everyone with different viewpoints, to post.
I swear, nature keeps trying to kill me and I keep having that puncher's chance for another round in the ring. I am allergic (like, deathly allergic) to two things: red wasps, and hornets. - This morning, got hit by two red wasps at once. My throat swelled, in the past it has closed and I've had to call 911 and done the hospital thing. Redneck fix time! Alcohol is a muscle relaxer, and neck muscles might relax with that. So I shoved a straw down my throat and drank a lot of beer.... I ended up fine. White trash fix for the win!! (By the way, if you've never tried to drink beer with a straw in your throat, you've never lived.) - Over the last 2 hours, I just got hit by 9 hornets. Pulse was racing, 103 temp I expected, did the straw down my throat again because I knew what was coming. Literally gagging thanks to the straw. Thanks! But it could have been a life saver if I needed it. Since alcohol worked previously, but this was a lot worse, I did a shot of mouth wash. Took the straw out first. I know it's cliche but for once "alcohol fixed it!!!" I have an EpiPen but the size of that needle, I just really don't wanna do it. Rather save it for a true emergency. Pulse is finally getting back to normal a little. I think this qualifies as a drunk thread post. Holy shit mouthwash fucks you up! But at least I can breath again. (It helps to be 1st Aid/CPR certified by the way; I know when I'm in "true" danger" and, while I was close to that threshold, my experience in helping people, including my pre-me son, gave me enough calm under pressure to handle this properly.) *edit* oh, and I dislocated my bad shoulder earlier and had to put it back in. Almost forgot about that. Come on nature!! What else?!? Fucking BRING IT BITCH!!!. *forgot something else* Wife was doing a fruit salad and because she isn't cautious/was drunk, the chef's knife went into my hand. Almost forgot about that too because I superglued it shut and it doesn't hurt anymore.
Everclear. There is driving going on here. ETA: I typed drinking (well, tried to) and auto correct changed its to driving. That seems bag.
Rush, I'm starting to think you like Everclear. That or you're trying to get me drunk. I almost went to bed but instead I made a gin and tonic with the last of my Hendricks, which makes me sad. I'm happy for the G&T, sad for polishing off that bottle since the local liquor store doesn't carry it.
Raise your hand if you've ever shoved a straw down your throat to breath thanks to an allergic reaction and shitty US healthcare that means it's easier to just ride out the problem yourself! I'm back bitches!! Spoiler: a little off-topic I was literally on the ground in the 'recovery' position, left side, gagging from the straw and typing on a note on my phone to my wife to tell my son I was proud of him... Sorry, but if there was a god, he wouldn't let shit like that happen. I know it's a cliche thing to say, but I've been in so many spots like that. You know what helps? Action. You know what can kill you? Praying instead of doing something constructive. My wife got me the straw, she brought me mouthwash to take a shot of (alcoholic thing, no liquor in the house) to relax the muscles. If everything did not happen in that exact precise way, I'd be dead right now. And yet people still say "pray for you." Fuck that, do something instead. Help. Don't sit around with your hands folded. My mother in law said she was praying for me when it happened. You know what would have been better? If she called my wife and told her get the benadryl ready. I came flying in on my truck and all my wife knew was that her mother was worried about me and was praying. I had to give her instructions typed on my phone because I couldn't talk. Those were valuable seconds and minutes. Fuck prayer. It wastes time and kills people.