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The changing measure of things

Posted on October 13, 2007 by bipolarlawyercook| Leave a comment

It was a good day today for a vari­ety of reasons:

  1. I made it to my 8 am phys­i­cal ther­apy appoint­ment on time.
  2. I got a park­ing space in the hos­pi­tal garage right.by.the.elevator!
  3. I fin­ished PT in more than enough time to see my PCP.
  4. My PCP looked great after some well-deserved time off.
  5. My PCP agreed with my con­cerns about my migraine changes, and agreed with my thoughts about likely causes and pos­si­ble treat­ments. She not only agreed about a neuro con­sult, but was will­ing to do a “just in case” head CT, too.
  6. When I went out to the desk to sched­ule the head CT, the recep­tion­ist said, “We have week­ends. How’s this Sun­day at 7:30 am?”
  7. I got a park­ing space in front of our satel­lite office where I was work­ing today.
  8. I got a park­ing space in front of my girlfriend’s office later today, before meet­ing her for drinks and din­ner and out­let shopping.
  9. The hosiery out­let store had my size and col­ors in con­trol top and rein­forced toe. The moons must all be in align­ment for me to be able to walk out with six months’ worth of pantyhose.
  10. I didn’t have a headache to speak of all day.

Time was I would’ve been think­ing about things like how many peo­ple bought me drinks at the bar, and whether I would get the num­ber of the cutie in the cor­ner. Heh. It’s the lit­tle things.

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Coming clean

Posted on October 6, 2007 by bipolarlawyercook| Leave a comment

You might won­der why the heck I blog so much. I mean, Danc­ing with the Stars is on! Well, I’ll tell you a secret. We don’t watch TV. No, really. Seri­ously! Don’t look at me like that…

It started out because we were just plain cheap. When the Bet­ter Half and I first moved in together and were first mar­ried, we lived in another part of the state that was more rural/agrarian, and lots more moun­tain­ous. You had to have cable to get any TV recep­tion. And, get this? Basic cable in our town was $40.00. !!!!! For­get it. So we never bought a TV, and if we wanted to watch a movie, we hud­dled around my laptop.

Later on, my Dad bought a new TV, and we took his old one. And it’s Old. I remem­ber our buy­ing it in the late 80s, when VCR hookups were new. We there­fore bought a DVD/VCR combo, and we watch videos on the TV– but it gets no recep­tion at all. None. I know– I’ve tried when Lionel Richie’s on Oprah, and even the sound sucks.

It’s been good for us. The Bet­ter Half was a His­tory Chan­nel junkie. Me? I was all about FoodTV, Scare­crow & Mrs. King and 90210 reruns, E True Hol­ly­wood Sto­ries, and Behind the Music. The only thing I really miss is The Daily Show with Jon Stew­art. Oth­er­wise? Everything’s avail­able on DVD if it’s any good, and we get our news online. We’re not sports fans, never watched real­ity shows to begin with, and, well, now I’ve lost my immu­nity to TV and quickly get over­stim­u­lated if it’s on. (This is the one prob­lem with vis­it­ing Momma Bet­ter Half– she always has the TV on, loud, and I can’t con­cen­trate on talk­ing to her when the TV is on.)

“But what do you do?” Read. Eat din­ner. Blog. Take pic­tures. Go for walks. Play online games. Talk to each other. Go out. Go to bed early. Whit­tle clothes­pins by the fire, and clean our rifles after the last attack on the set­tle­ment. The usual stuff. There are lots of peo­ple who love us despite our weird­ness, but I occa­sion­ally get some­one who is just unable to have a con­ver­sa­tion about any­thing that doesn’t involve what was on TV last night. They usu­ally say, “Well, just wait until you have chil­dren.” Umm, yeah, not gonna go there again right now.

It’s not that TV’s bad. It’s that it’s far, far too good, and I wouldn’t be able to stop once I started up again.

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Second sign of the apocalypse

Posted on June 19, 2007 by bipolarlawyercook| Leave a comment

I actu­ally liked some­thing in the Pot­tery Barn cat­a­log, the Westron Trunk. Bet­ter start look­ing at assisted liv­ing facil­i­ties. As if I couldn’t find some­thing nice and sim­i­lar at an inde­pen­dently owned antique shop, instead of giv­ing my money to peo­ple who delib­er­ately dis­tress their new fur­ni­ture to make it look old, see the Rhys Mod­u­lar Media Sys­tem.

And oh, phooey, I just unwit­tingly para­phrased a Friends episode, you know, “the one where Phoebe is hor­ri­fied to dis­cover that Rachel and Ross bought the same apothe­cary chest from Pot­tery Barn and she likes it?”. And then knew it. And then described it the way the writ­ers title the episode. Per­haps I should change the title of this post to “Sec­ond and third signs of the apocalypse.”

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First sign of the apocalypse

Posted on May 20, 2007 by bipolarlawyercook| Leave a comment

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