I'll come up with something in a minute.

I’d shout Kaaahn, but my throat hurts too much.

Dear universe,

Lay off you fucking whore’s douche!

Srsly!

I don’t need computers crashing, holidays happening, basements flooding, garages breaking, weddings, sickness and then having my father get laid off from a company he gave almost 20 years to. Just cut it the fuck out! Let me catch my breath for Bob’s sake.

Hugs and kisses,
me

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Because Obama won’t do it, I am declaring a universal sick day. Everyone, just stay home from work today. Stay in bed and be sick. This is not a holiday so DO NOT see family members. Family members never help anyone get better. They only stress you out and make you want to kill someone. That is unless it’s your carrying spouse/homie/step above fuckbuddy/whatever. However, since they’ll be laid up too, forget it.

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Syd is sick too, just less sever than me. She feel crap but she doesn’t have the chills then fever then chills then wash, then rinse then repeat that I’m having. Holly is healthy, and doing her best to provide soup and juice when we’re still a week from pay day. I’m avoiding them both as much as I can, I don’t want anyone to get my death germs. I’m selfish like that. It’s noble and shit, keeping oneself away so the sickness will only kill me. It does make one feel awfully lonely though.

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When I eat, I start to cough. When I cough, I do it so hard my body spasms. When my body spasms, my stomach spasms. When my stomach spasms, it freaks out. When it freaks out, I puke.

I’ve tasted an entire bread bowl of French onion soup twice now. Not fun. Also, a lot of ginger ale and orange juice has gone away too.

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Good sick drink. Get a big glass and pour in an ounce or two of orange juice, then pour in a can of gingerale or other strongly effervescing drink. It tastes of orange, but it fizzes like crazy. Awesome.

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Instead of grossing you out further, I’m going to go watch more TV.

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If I don’t live through this, tell my folks that I was alive all this time but I couldn’t be bothered to get in touch with them.

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Do not forsake me oh my darling, on this our weeding day.

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Lots of pictures from Greenfield Village will now commence. (Circa May 2008 )

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Put this in sepia, and then faded the color out again because the program I use thinks sepia is a mixture of brown and orange.

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Nothing much changed here.

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Took the color away, messed with the contrast, probably one or two other things.

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Sepia, brightness, color fade

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Pumped the color all the way up, and i think I put up the blue gama a bit too, but that mgiht be another shot.

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I think I punched the color saturation up here too.

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Took away the color, pumped up the black, played with the brightness.

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BLah, blah, blah spoons, blah blah blah sword fish, blah blah blah sharpness filter.

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No changes.

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color

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Part 17

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A big dry spot, very damn hot. This is just down the hill from the last spot
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First of the trees
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A bit off the desert
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Close-up of a bit of twig
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First sight of the dead trees
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Just some other shapes
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You see these markers? I started to hate these markers by this point. I fucking hated this trail at this point
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More stuff
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More dead trees
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And then I ran out of shots

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I ponder while I’m puking

SO I’m shivering really bad right? Big time chills. Thermometer says 99.7, but what does it know? It said I was 100.1 earlier and I felt groovy. Then it said I was 96.5 and I felt too damn warm. I figure I’m either dead or the thermometer is insane. I bundle up because I want to see an episode of Poirot on YouTube to make sure I really want to buy it (I do) and then read this one article. Then I swear I’m on the couch and watching Nero Wolfe or some shit. Then I start coughing so bad that I actually have to run to the toilet with bile in my mouth. YUM! Awesome! I hope you can never eat again.

Anyway, the story (for the link phobic) is a review about Star Trek The Motion Picture. It’s pretty hard on it, but in a loving, comedy website sort of way. ANYWAY.

It gets me wondering, because these things do, if you were going to re-write the lyrics of We Didn’t Start the Fire using Sci-Fi references, how would you go about it?

I expect your answers by 5 pm, with YouTube linkable videos.

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