I'm hoping now it's just late enough that everyone went to sleep relieved and didn't realize that no-one else had notified the world of the status quo.

.....thanks for listening :)

Y'know how ya use a can of tomatoes, and sometimes ya drain the juice from them, before using them?

I just tried to drain a can of tomato juice.

I'm such an idjit sometimes.:facepalm:

Him got all et up by the dain bramage

The "drain cannage?"

Went on a trip to Leeds yesterday. A day out and had a couple of things to do.
One of my burns was looking... sore. So I went to Minor Injuries. Now when I went to Minor Injuries in Otley there were no questions about why, just how and when. This Nurse was much more nosy.

Got transferred to A&E (Accident and Emergency)
Junior Doctor - I think it's the season for them.
Nope, not happy.
Got her boss in. Nope, not happy.
So after swearing I would never go back to hospital again, I had FIVE hours in A&E. And today am going to Wakefield to a burns specialist because I may have an infection (I don't)

I went to see if the G-D burns plaster I bought was the right one.
Now I'm waiting for hospital transport.
Should've just done a Bruce and tried to cut it off...

They'd better flipping well feed me while I'm there!

ugh!

Waiting in hospitals is the worst. It's like time has no meaning once you walk through those doors. Sorry Sundae.

some relevant humor to cheer you up

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uokDKSDz4Ow&t=1m35s

That was a the most sedate ribaldry I've ever seen.

What Gravs said more or less. Obviously he could hear it.

tarheel

some days it's really hard to love anything or anyone. I just want it all to stop. Not life, just the constant beating down

Perhaps you just need to be beat up.

Oh, wait a minute. I think I got a couple of words in the wrong order.

Perhaps you just need to be up beat.

There, that's better.

When the world gives you the cold shoulder, think warm thoughts.

Sorry, anon.

Sorry anon. We're in your corner, honest.

We are always here for you.

I hear ya anon... feeling that way lately myself.
Can't seem to catch a break sideways.

I hear you.

Three weeks ago the car battery died. OK, it was seven years old. Then it was metal on metal with one of the rear brakes. I'll get to it, in the meantime let it make noise, I need new rotors anyway. On the way to getting brake parts I have a blowout. Sidewall. Fucking whatever. I'll put my all seasons on the back and the snows on the front. I'm at the tire place and the guy comes out, "I need to show you something."

"Yeah, I know, the brakes are toast."

"Well, that's true but this is worse than the brakes."

One of the bolts holding the upper rear control arm snapped. The control arm is pretty fucking rusty too. Fuck me running.

I drive the fucker home and start taking the thing apart. After a ton of PB Blaster and a lot of torch and a long cheater, I manage to get the good bolt loose. I can't even fit a ratchet in there, so it's 27,000 quarter turns of the wrench to pull out almost 2 inches of threaded bolt. I get the control arm off and see the other bolt is sheared right at the surface of the bracket it bolts onto. Can't get a drill in there, or a punch, or anything. The only way to get at it is to replace the bracket which is also the strut/shock absorber assembly which is also frozen on and torching PB Blasting hasn't helped. Also my 1/2" ratchet handle is missing so I'm trying to get those bolts off with a 3/8" ratchet and it's twisting the extension. I'm putting it aside for today. I found a new used shock strut assembly on ebay for 25 bucks and ordered it. The control arm and all the bushings and so on I can get locally.

What a PITA.

http://i.imgur.com/Gzs5imy.jpg?1

Sometimes you just have to slog through. I'm sorry man.

Wow that sux.

I think you need to show that car your boomstick.:shotgun:

Yeah...I saw the pic you sent. I wouldn't be confident that it wasn't infected.

Sitting in front of the TV watching election returns making myself sick.

If it is of any consolation, a Trump will be easier to impeach than a Clinton. Depending on what your definition of is, is, of course.

Trump must be protected at all cost, Pence is the real theocratic enemy here.

Not for the next two years.

Hilary won the popular vote by almost 200,000, but Gary Johnson voters allowed the swing in electoral votes for Trump and in key senate races.

It was the dirty old man vote that put Trump on top. The dirty old men voted for the candidate with the best looking daughter: Hillary didn't stand a chance.

Johnson voters were NEVER gonna vote for her. Pinning this on him is simply wrong. There are many who would NEVER vote for her - no matter what. Many/most of those votes would have gone to Trump if he wasn't there. She was the problem, not him.

Life is tough right now, the blows and the obstacles keep on coming and I'm miserable

I'm sorry monster.

While I'm certain your situation hasn't changed overnight, hopefully as the sun rises this morning, so do your spirits. I'm sorry you have to deal with all this shit.

Sorry monster. That sucks.

That sucks, even for a tough broad like you repeated blows get old real fast. I'm hoping you get a break in the action for some respite. :(

Sorry, monster. Feel free to vent as needed.

Sorry, monster. :(

Sorry for the suck fest, M-girl.

Apparently, close to 75% of eligible voters...

Yep. The Dems figured out how to parlay a reasonably popular Presidency into a loss of all three branches of government. That took planning.

I just made a sausage casserole.

I thought the can said 'diced tomatoes with onion'...

...it actually said 'chili-ready diced tomatoes with onion'.

They have chili powder added to them.

Smelled it as soon as I opened the oven.

Fuck.

Heh, thanx for fixing that.

It wasn't nearly as bad as I was expecting. I wouldn't do it intentionally, but, it was still pretty good.

just taking a damn break

tuneup on the car today, I'll send pictures of the second plug removal ordeal. oil out and in, new filter on no parts left over yet. but stuck at the plugs/wires/cap routine. the ones that came out were the four electrode variety, the ones I have are old school one electrode kind. I can't find any of the three or four spark club gap measuring tools I own.... fuck. I'm just gonna put them in straight out of the box. they come with a little cardboard protector, so they've never been jostled against the electrode.

I'm ... man. taking them out was scary. very very tight very screechy thought for sure I was just wrecking it.... apparently not. air cleaner in, remains of melted grill in front of mass air sensor broken away and removed. not gonna do the fuel filter today. maybe tomorrow. also not gonna do the power steering rigid hose replacement I have, nor the gearshift selector doodad. I have a few inches of play in the stickshift, and the piece of the linkage that moves some fork around is very worn, I have the new one, but not on this trip.

I miss my jackstands and my floor jack. made good use of some used ramps, but driving up them is a test of my faith. my car's low enough that the lower part of the plastic bodywork fouls on the ramp while the front edge of the ramp is still several inches from the tire. I just rammed the ramps toward the tires, got in the car and tried to gently drive up. nope. too wet. spinning on the steel... not good. so now my only option is to run up them. but only up them and GOD FORBID NOT OVER THEM. I put a board in front of the car where I imagined I'd wind up when in the little wells for the tires. It worked the thirtieth time, give or take. Lots of room down there, that was nice.

I also miss my creeper. laying on the oilstain, ugh. anyhow, I'm mostly thawed, gonna get back to those plugs.

Some wood on the ground before the ramps will lift the front fascia enough to clear.
For laying under the car it's hard to beat cardboard.

I put a piece of 2" blue foamboard on top of my cardboard in the cold weather.

You're DIY enough to buy a set of casters and attach them to a couple of sheets of 3/4" plywood, it'd be well skookum. Then staple gun an ensolite camping pad to it and Bob's your uncle..

People...you're all pissing me off today.

Nah...not exactly. I'm a political animal...it's part of my job description now. But I'm tired of the hashing and re-hashing and conspiracy theories. There's more to life than politics. Like smoking crack...or sleeping...or other cool things.

Also, I'm tired of people lecturing. I think people mean well...I know I try to give people knowledge and let them follow their own adventure. But sometimes...Goddamn, we are so full of ourselves...and shit, too.

A 60 year old friend, lost his 38 year old daughter to a stroke. :mecry:

Horrible.

:(

Oh no. That's so sad.

Damn...

I'm sorry, Bruce.

Last night, someone I went to high school with passed. I was not friends with her during HS...we just went in different circles. I last saw her in 2010, when my fellow classmates held a fundraiser for her. She was fighting one of the most insidious forms of cancer--pancreatic. She had a great attitude and kicked that cancer's ass. Unfortunately, it decided it wasn't done with her.

I can say with no hesitation that Sanela is one of the toughest people I have ever met. She is leaving a wonderful family and many friends behind...rest in peace...

Fuck. Cancer.

Bruce, how awful for your friend. No parent should ever have to attend the funeral of their own child.

Syc - I agree. Fuck. Cancer.

Fuck Cancer

Damn... A HS classmate of mine lost her husband last week - another classmate of ours. :'(

Went to the dentist yesterday, as the nasty antibiotics have failed. Today I get to go to a consult and will probably have to schedule surgical extraction, because the remaining pocket of infection from the double in-the-bone abscesses I woke up to on Black Friday (the day before my birthday!) is hiding under a root canal post. It's gotta get pulled.

Also, I am awaiting the usual 'how'd we do' survey from my Black Friday emergency room visit at the local hospital. There are a couple of things p*ssing me off about that:
1. If you are an osteopath, or any other type of medical provider that BY DEFINITION does not believe in the use of prescription drugs (I looked this **** up), you should NOT be the only doc on duty in the only ER in the county on a major holiday weekend.
2. I know you MUST have an in-state medical license to practice in this state, and this has been confirmed by more than one other medical practitioner since then. That being the case, I'm a little perturbed that the state's database of all licensed professionals--plumbers, accountants, physicians, therapists of all kinds, EVERYTHING--has never heard of this doctor. All online info about him lists him as having an OREGON license, and they aren't reciprocal!
3. For the love of whatever you hold holy, when someone comes dragging in literally crying from the double hotspots of burning, throbbing, stabbing pain in their mouth, DO NOT (SEVERELY UNLADYLIKE WORDS HERE) FREAK OUT AT THEM when they ask for help with pain and specifically state that their normal pain meds aren't touching this issue. Seriously, he yelled at me! Said he wasn't going to touch anything dental and would lose his license if he gave me pain meds. I started crying, my neighbor (who does the driving) started begging on my behalf instead of straight-up punching this idiot, and eventually said idiot declared he'd call my MD but I wasn't to expect any help with pain. Then he never came back to the exam room, instead sending the nurse with a 'scrip. No antibiotics, just a total of 6 pills of a pain med almost exactly the same as the one I already take--guess my doctor told him I'm not to be treated like a drug-seeking addict! I had to wait for Monday to get an antibiotic prescribed by my dentist, and since I have a pain contract with my MD I called his office that Monday morning to schedule the required followup to any ER visit. By the time I saw him Friday morning, the antibiotic prescribed by the dentist (Cephalexin) had failed. MD put me on Clindamycin, which I finished as instructed, and which is the one that has now failed.

So today I get checked out for an UGLY surgical extraction. Tomorrow I'm supposed to do physical therapy, which I won't know if I have to cancel until probably almost too late to call the PT office--if the extraction can be done today, they definitely won't want me jacking my pulse rate with 15 minutes of walking at 3 mph in chin-deep water! Odds are, because there's a root canal post that'll have to come out, they're going to have to schedule me for a full-on knock-my-butt-out surgery...otherwise I'd have to skip my breakfast and 2 doses of most of my meds because today's appointment isn't until 4 PM!!! Then I think Friday I see my MD again...he's gonna be surprised.

I really (unladylike word) HATE having bad teeth. And it's not all about dental hygiene. My mom has GREAT oral care habits and exactly 0 remaining intact original teeth. I'm glad I didn't get her vision in the bargain too! By my age she was on her like 3rd trifocal 'scrip, where I just got my first pair of bifocals last year.

I don't know how you keep it all straight.

I hope today's appointment goes well (I don't even know what "well" would mean.) and you can get this infection taken care of quickly.