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Fun with GeoGuesser

8:58 am 5/20/13

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9:41 pm 5/19/13

2:23 pm 5/18/13

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I got a score of over 15,000 once, before I realized you could save the URL of your high score.

The Annual Pig Card Argument

Every time we go to King Soopers in Fort Collins and present our Pig Card (from Piggly Wiggly) at the checkout, they will not accept it. Dude, Piggly Wiggly IS Kroger, just like King Soopers. We go through this every year, them telling us it won’t work, we insisting it’s worked in the past. When we finally persuade the to run it through, they finally run it through, they’re silent. Hmm.

Checked the receipt and we got $16.27 in Sooper Coupon Savings. There’s our Pig Card “not working.”

Next time, it’ll be the same thing all over again.

The Procedure

Yesterday, I had the “procedure.” You know, the one you get when you turn 50. I’ll go light on any icky details.

One of the bad things about it is I couldn’t eat anything that I normally eat…fruit, raw veggies, nuts. This diet would be really difficult for a hardcore vegan. The diet was really hard to deal with even for me and I’m an omnivore. I didn’t eat anything after 10 am on Sunday, the day before. And Sunday night I was watching some show about the south and they were talking about fried chicken and southern cooking. I don’t usually, or ever, eat fried chicken, but I was getting soooo hungry during that show because I hadn’t eaten.

I was really fearing something horrible as far as pain during the “prep” (when you drink about a gallon of awful tasting solution). They warn you about gas and cramping and nausea. I was expecting all those things because I’m a pretty sensitive person. I had none of them. I was really fearing the solution itself would taste horrible. It wasn’t. Yes, toward the end the next morning when I had to get up at 2 am Monday Morning to finish drinking the next liter of it, it was difficult, mostly because it was Two freaking AM! Also, I’m not positive, but I’m thinking that maybe I used too much Crystal Light. You can add the Lemon Crytal Light to it to take away from the salty taste, but I’m thinking that maybe the stuff I used already came with a crystal-light-type flavor packet (even though it was disguised as just some generic stuff you had to add, no Crystal Light branding), and so I had Crystal Light Double Stuff which made it taste really flavored and maybe it was the overflavoring that was annoying to me rather than the stuff itself. That said, it was not that bad. Sort of like a weirdly flavored de-alcoholed Margarita with the salt blended into the drink rather than on the rim. Anyway, that’s what I told myself so I’d drink it.

When Stan did it he had the stuff where you had to drink a gallon of it. I had to pay extra for mine, but it was probably worth it as I only had to drink 2 liters.

IN THE FUTURE: Get the smaller volume one as before, but test it before you add the Crystal Light, as it may already be flavored. Too much flavoring makes it really annoying.

No cramping or anything from drinking it. The only thing sore was, well, in a certain spot from overuse.

IN THE FUTURE: Just stay in the room. Camp out. Take your iPad with. Don’t clean up after every time. Just stay seated. Let things happen. Because getting up every five minutes and cleaning up afterward probably contributes to the soreness, whereas if you just stay seated and then clean up after the majority of it has subsided, you’ll probably be less sore.

For me, it started within about 20 minutes after drinking the first solution. But I work quickly. It didn’t start for Stan for about an hour, I think. YMMV.

I stayed up until about 11 to make sure the coast was clear before going to bed. I probably could’ve gone to bed shortly after 10, but I wanted to make certain nothing happened. But it does continue for about 4 hours after first drinking the solution.

I got up at 2 to finish the second half of it, according to the directions. My appointment was at 8 am.

I was also fearing the procedure itself. I was afraid I’d wake up in the middle of it and be in severe pain, or that I wouldn’t be put under when they start it. Even though some things with me work quickly as described above, I don’t respond to sedation or pain killing like other people. It takes me forever to lose sensation, like with novocaine (having teeth pulled or worked on where you feel it all is one reason I am afraid of the dentist, among others) or like with the biopsy they did last year after I took the Valium but didn’t feel that nice comforting sensation until after the procedure was OVER. I told them this yesterday so they were aware. I remember them putting the knockout drugs in my IV, but then I really did go to sleep and don’t remember a thing after that until I woke up and they were still working on me! I told them OUCH! And they said something about putting air in me and it was the end and they were finishing up or something. Fortunately I woke up at the END of it rather than in the middle.

IN THE FUTURE: Tell them to use more knockout stuff! I don’t want to be awake until they wheel me back to the recovery room! They say the stuff they give you makes you forget, but I don’t think I forgot anything during the time I was awake. Stan on the other hand doesn’t remember anything from when he was awake that day! I think they gave him too much!

As soon as I started talking, I noticed my voice was very husky, like I had a cold. And the strangest thing…my left nostril and left eye started running and watering really badly. I have no idea why this happened. Stan says it was because they had me lying on my left side and maybe I was allergic to the detergent they use on the pillows. I don’t know about that. I’m not ready to dismiss that theory, but I’m thinking it might be some other phenomenon as well. I have a deviated septum, and the opening on that side of my nasal passage is more closed than on the right. They put tubes in your nostrils with oxygen. Maybe on the right side the oxygen went into my nasal passage, but maybe on the left side it stayed stuck in the nostril and for some reason that made my nose runny? I don’t know, that sounds weird, but I’m not necessarily buying the detergent theory either.

Hey! I just found this! I’m not alone in this experience. And it’s weird how all these people are having the same things happen to them, and there is no known explanation! Now I’m thinking it’s not because I have a deviated septum…this would happen regardless. It’s silly that some of the nurses are telling the patients “oh, you must have picked up a cold!” No, it’s not a cold.

Left side of my nose still feeling really plugged up today. Right side is normal.

I do remember them saying in the operating room that my blood pressure never went down all that much when I was under. I think I am hard to put under into deep sedation. I fear having an operation, not this kind of procedure, but a real operation with blood and cutting, where I wake up but am paralyzed and cannot move and cannot yell to tell them OUCH. This happens to people all the time and they are in tremendous pain. This is what I fear.

Tilt

Weird stuff.

Go go Google. Enter the word “tilt” (without the quotes) in the search box.

Does not work with “rotate” or “spin.”

But how on earth did they do that?

What Am I Doing on This Website? My Own Age-Activated ADD

I found this on the web, and the video and the blogger’s own recounting of her own situation are very funny:

Age-Activated ADD, or, “Why did I come into this room?” | Just Some Broad.

But here’s how I got there:

I sit down to work at my laptop, adding some items for sale for my ebay site, which I had started doing last week but hadn’t finished. I then receive a call from someone and we chat for a short time. That distracts me a bit, and my dog sees I’m a bit hyper, so he wants to play. I throw the ball a bit, but sit back down to work on my laptop. I notice there’s a lot of email, mostly spam, in my inbox, so I take care of that. Then I get back to my ebay site. I forget which items I’ve added and which still need to be added. Meanwhile, I get a call. I don’t recognize the number, so I don’t answer it, wait for the cell to stop ringing, then research the number online, find out it’s a telemarketer, so I add the number to my “do not answer” list. I’m ready to start working on my site again, but forget where it was I left off. I also notice there’s a website I brought up in Safari, but I forgot why or what I was looking at on it, so I decide to google “What am I doing in this room”? which brings up the aforementioned site. Oh my gosh, that’s me! So I decide to write about it in my blog. After I finish doing that, I have to go to the bathroom. Then I realize I haven’t eaten breakfast yet, so I grab some hommus from the kitchen. I go back to my laptop to continue writing about this in my blog while I eat the hommos and notice there’s more email piling up, so I check that out. I finish the hommos and get up to put the empty container in the sink. Now maybe I can get some work done?

That’s only a small segment. Usually there’s more distractions, like going into a room to get a pair of scissors for whatever reason, being distracted by a cat, finding a plant that needs to be watered, or newts that need to be fed, or putting clothes away, and then wondering why I went into the room, going back to what I was doing, and eventually realizing I need some scissors.

I was so much more productive when I was younger.

Jury Duty

Today I went to report for jury duty. Initially it was scheduled for December 19, but that was the Monday after the week I was terribly sick so I couldn’t make it then. After going through all the anxious sitting and waiting I did today, there’s no way I would have been able to cope with it that sick day. They rescheduled me for today. Fortunately, it was Stan’s day off so he was able to take me. He had to go to the courthouse anyway at some point to retrieve some papers from the cafe where he used to work. He kept me company up until the time I had to go in to the large room where everyone had to watch a Dharma Initiative video.
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45-41

Awesome game. And they didn’t even use Rodgers or Matthews. Watching the Broncos vs. Kansas City right now, and rooting for the Broncos so we can whip them in the Superbowl. (Plus GB’s 15-1 record…the 1 is KC)

The Human Screensaver

I was showing Stan the Electric Sheep screensaver today. Electric Sheep is taken from the novel “Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep” which the movie “Blade Runner” was adapted from. Stan then turned it around on itself and asked if dreams are our screensavers, and without dreams, we would have the same image burned into our minds all the time, the way an image would burn itself into an old CRT monitor?

Do those who do not dream tend to be more obsessed and single minded than those who do?

Something to think about.

Shakey shakey

The concept of shaking my iPad to get certain effects/results/actions is so weird to me…I’d never do that to my computers!

Solid State. Weird stuff.

“Oh NO!!!! Oh NOOO!”

Stan said as he brought the mail in from outside. He was holding a Netflix envelope, and I was afraid maybe the movie came cracked. Instead, he hands me an official-looking envelope. I then immediately knew from his reaction what it was.
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A Nabokovian-like Coincidence

I heard a commentator on a news show say that the name “Paterno” means “father.” Hmm…kind of like, oh, I don’t know…Pope?

And what about the Hail Mary Pass?

You can’t make this stuff up.

How About Them Packers?

Well?

Here Come the Black Jets

Stan has a few days off so he’s working on the house. I had to go to the post office, so I took the car and went to Target. I was coming home on Fair Oaks when I saw this big dark thing in the sky. I couldn’t believe my eyes. It was a plane and it was huge. I mean the mother of all planes. And dark. I keep thinking that maybe it’s just the angle I’m seeing it. And it’s going slow and it has its landing gear out. It looks really wide. And dark. And although it is obviously traveling towards the airport, it seems to be hovering, or going slower than planes usually go on that flight path. I slow down and watch it. Fortunately there was not traffic behind me. But it seemed like oncoming traffic was going slow too, like maybe everyone underneath it like I was, was staring at it.
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What Happens Now?

Last night after I heard about the death of Steve Jobs, I was too saddened to write anything about it other than the short previous entry. Whether you’re a rock star at the age of 27 or 40, or a genius inventor at the age of 56, it’s too young. Steve Jobs was like a rock star in the guise of a nerd. Or maybe that’s the other way around?
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A Sad Day

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If it wasn’t for him, I wouldn’t be “here,” virtually speaking, so neither would “you.”

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