Monthly Archives: December 2006

William

Huevos de la Feliz Año Nuevo

Hey kids, are you having a nice holiday? It hasn’t hit me, yet, that I am unemployed, as we would have been closed this week anyway. I’m sure things will starting appearing out of whack on the 2nd. I’m so out of touch with the outside right now, I didn’t even know about Sadaam.

I wanted to take a minute to wish you all Happy New Year. It’s been a roller coaster year, I don’t know about you guys. We are staying in tonight, Jack’s over. We’ll probably have a Veronica Mars Season 2 marathon later on, with jiffy pop. I’ll see you all when I get home, and we’ll figure out what I’m going to do with myself now.

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Canada

Boxing Day – I think that means there will be punching.

Canadians are so nice. On Christmas day, the ferry ticket guy gave me a candy cane and a free one way walk on ferry ticket Yesterday morning. Then, inside the terminal, the general goods store, which was one of the stores open at 7:30 xmas morning, gave me free candy bars.

I felt bad. Here they are, working on Christmas, and they are giving me the presents. I didn’t get them anything.

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Merry Christmas!

I love you guys! No, seriously, I do!

I’m leaving way early for Canada this morning, I’m catching a 9 am ferry, and I’m leaving some buffer room for the border, as I really don’t know how busy it will be. So it will be still be dark when i leave…. I might even run into Santa. I’ll say hey for you if I do.

Happy Holidays!

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Amelia

Amelia and her New Adventure

Amelia: Hey, what happened.. .it’s dark. I can’t see.

Me: it’s ok.

Amelia: I feel funny.

Me: It’s ok… you are rolled up.

Amelia: Rolled up?

Me: Yeah, we’re leaving. We’re taking off.

Amelia: We are? Are we going to go exploring?

Me: Yeah

Amelia: Sweet! You know I’m a bit of an adventurer, don’t you?

Me: I’ve heard that about you.

Amelia: So where are we off to now?

Me: How do you feel about… Canada?

Amelia: Beauty, eh!

Me: Precisely.

Goodbye, P.O.E. I will miss you. You are the best company I’ve ever worked for in my life, truly world class. You’ve been very good to me. And I hope that I, at least the majority of the time, have been good to you.

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Tangwen the Hunter

Because you needed to see her, here is a picture of Tangwen, my Lvl 28 Night Elf Hunter, her pet cat, Hobbes, and her new axe, Dexter. Dexter, who has many special “buffs” I can’t recall right now, was a present from her gf, Ikilu. Who is my bf. It’s terribly complicated. No, the game does not make you name your weapons, I just like doing that. Her sword is named Joan.

Tangwen

Yes, I am that big of a geek.

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Chickens don’t wear pants

I hesitate to write this blog entry. It definitely falls under the TMI category. It’s not gross, but no one really needs to know this detail about my life. However…

As I mentioned, I went to the doctor last week. I was trying to convince them to give me back the birth control pills. They took them away from me over a decade ago, when I suddenly had high blood pressure. It’s very odd for a 26 year old to have high blood pressure, so they ran all manner of tests, and I found a doctor visit that is actually more humiliating, more humbling, and more painful than the trip to the ob/gyn…. the urologist. But, they found nothing wrong and just proclaimed me a high pressure freak of nature. It wasn’t until recently that I wanted to revisit my method of birth control. They took my pressure last week, and it was a very respectable 120/70. This is low for me. Very low. The lowest it’s been since before it went high. I thought it was a fluke, but didn’t say anything, since I wanted them to give me The Pill back. They read my history, they didn’t fall for it.

Which is why I went back yesterday. For a “fitting.” Sorry, but it’s part of the story. I mean, it’s why I’m writing this in the first place. The blood pressure is a B plot. An aside note. Yesterday it was 110/70 – FREAKISHLY low for me. So, I guess it’s not a fluke. And here’s the thing, it’s not the meds because, and I know this dumb, I haven’t been taking it. I forget a lot. And then I run out. So I guess I just have gone low pressure. Maybe I have a pressure leak? An escape valve?

So, all the ladies will know what it means, when I say I was undressed and draped, sitting on the table when the fitter came in the room. Let’s call her Sally. Sally is British and has a delightful accent.

Sally: Sooooo, you came for a fitting. Wonderful! Let’s get the gloves, oops, wrong size, I need small… small hands… Sally small hands! So much the better for the patient, eh?

Me: Do they call you that?

Sally: What?

Me: Sally Small Hands.

Sally – confused: No. They call me Sally.

After Sally gets a feel for you, she picks a size, explains the details of the device and then, well, inserts it. Then she made me stand up. While holding the sheet about my waste, she made me jump up and down, squat, and wiggle my butt. To make sure it was comfortable. When I wasn’t as active as she wanted, she joined me. And together, we jumped up and down, squatted, and did a dance similar to the Chicken Dance of wedding reception fame. Although, she had pants on and I tried to hold the sheet around my waste to keep from exposing my ass. Which I was wiggling. All this was to check the “feel” and “fit” of the device. Or humiliate me, one of the two.

Still, not as bad as a trip to the urologist.

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evildeb

Trees fall down and go boom.

The bandwidth hasn’t been the only issue to impede my blogging. Friday’s 50 Word Fiction was preempted due to the BIG STORM. And, believe me when I say this storm deserves all caps. It started Thursday afternoon. It took me an hour and 45 minutes to get home Thursday night. I might have made some tactical errors, navigationally speaking. But not so much that it should cost me an hour and 45 minutes. I was driving down Lk. Washington Blvd watchings sheets of water just poor off the cars around me. Those parked looked dangerously close to being stranded due to flooding, so I can only imagine what I was driving through. Torrents were rolling down the hill from Lakeside Dr. It was insane. That night the wind howled it sounded like logs were being dropped on my roof. In reality, they were only large branches, but they sound worse coming down.

My power went out on Thursday night. When I woke up Friday morning, I took a quick shower in the dark, and went out to make a path on my driveway. I know I’ve mentioned the ginormous pine tress in my yard before. I had enough to make five separate xmas trees. Then I left for work.

My neighborhood looks, and still looks, like a war zone. It was completely powerless. Not just my subdivision, but all the main streets and business as well. As it turns out, over 1.1 Million People lost power. My first route to the freeway was blocked by a large tree. Last night, I came down that road, it’s still closed to incoming traffic, and crews are still working. It’s right next to a large forested park. It took me over 25 minutes to even reach the freeway. It’s usually about 3 minutes. Once on there I sat and sat and sat and sat. Barely moving. Finally I found out, on the radio, that my bridge to Seattle, the 520, was closed. I gave up. 45 minutes later, I made it back home.

It was too cold, and I wasn’t the only one who did not make it in from the Eastside, so I said screw it, there is heat in the rental car, let’s head up to Mt. Vernon and pick up Lola. A thousand bucks later I was heading up to Canada, which was well powered and heated.

When I got home Sunday night, I had power, but many around me did not. Evildeb does not. In fact, a tree fell through the roof of AlmostCertainlyGoingToEndUpEvilMaggie’s bedroom in the middle of night. No one was hurt. Evildeb spends some time at the local Tully’s, which has coffee beverages and free wi-fi. She said she was listening to a woman who has been told she may not have power until after Christmas. They are hoping to get their power back tonight or tomorrow, depending on if there is any damage done to their house by the tree. I mean, besides the roof. They have a wood burning stove and a gas water heater. So they are ok. But the entire Evil family is out of clean underpants. It’s insane how much damage this storm caused. We may be declared a disaster area. If they saw my yard, they’d have no question. I will try to take a picture before Ron comes back to town and starts trying to clean it up.

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