I didn’t drink much milk as a child, but when I did, it always had Nestle Quick in it. Sometimes it was one teaspoon, but some days called for a double teaspoon. I believe they still sell it today but the name has been changed to the trendier “Nesquick”. But I know for sure it doesn’t come in that metal container. It was a joy using a spoon to pry open that lid and then a moment of “manhood” the first time I could open it just using my fingernails.
I had my MRI last night and it wasn’t as a big deal a lot of folks lead my to believe. It wasn’t as claustrophobic as I imagined. I asked if it was the most enclosed one they had and they affirmed it. In my mind, I’d be more “entombed”. It lasted about 25-minutes and I got to listen to The TICKET. Other than it getting a little warm and having that mental challenged of not moving, it wasn’t bad.
I miss progressive dinners. My old church in Mineral Wells used to have them. I’m guessing that’s a small town sort of thing. I’m afraid if our church held one it would turn into a very formal thing since most members are part of a very affluent community.
Local folks will understand – The DeSoto head football coach may be controversially fired, so where would CBS11 go to get opinions from the community? The barbershop.
Those commercials for Peloton stationary bikes with live and on-demand classes have caught my attention for a while since I really enjoyed cycle (or spin) classes years ago, and I even heard Bob Sturm talk about his and how his instructor mentioned his name during an internet streaming class (though I have a suspicion that may be a disguised ad). But yesterday I read a detailed review on it and almost all my questions were answered. This reporter had the unit for eight weeks and took 18 classes.
It costs $1,995 for the bike alone, there’s a required monthly subscription fee of $39/month, and shoes that clip on the pedals will cost about a $100. So your first year of working out will set you back at least $2,560.
Videos are streamed through the 22-inch touchscreen that’s affixed to the front of the bike with a front-facing camera and microphone in the front.
Up to 14 classes are streamed live every day and over 5,000 classes are on-demand. Classes are either 30 or 60-minutes.
When taking a live-streaming class, your cadence, resistance, and overall exertion level can be compared to other people across the globe and you can see where you rank in the class. The online instructors will even refer to participants by name.
I’d love one, but there’s absolutely no way I could justify the cost.
To get a lock rekeyed at the local locksmith, it would cost $85 if they came to GeedingManor or $15 if I drove four miles to their shop. I removed the deadbolt and drove to the shop, which was an adventure in itself. It was basically a mini-museum full of old locks, safes, and gadgets, and I’m sure were over two-hundred years old. One suck gadget was a 1950’s remote controlled lawn mower. I found a video of one in action.
The facility for my MRI called to make an appointment yesterday. They said they had availability for that night, at 11:45 PM. No joke. It was tempting to schedule it and just get it out of the way, but I chose a more convenient time.
About seven years ago I wrote about my first CT scan and that it was at the Cowboys headquarters in Valley Ranch. I thought it was a great idea for Jerry to own such a thing so his staff and personnel would have immediate access but then charge others to use it when the team didn’t need it. He says so himself. I spoke to someone in the biz recently if the Cowboys still offer such a service with their move to Frisco. I was told Jerry ended up selling it to the largest provider if imagining in the area. But it doesn’t appear anyone has updated the Blue Star Imaging website, or the person I was talking to doesn’t know what she’s talking about.
A frustrated male employee in Dallas entered an office building and shot and killed his female supervisor and then himself. I didn’t the story one time on CNN’s web page and it wasn’t mentioned once on the ‘CBS Evening News’. Back in the day, I remember when stuff like that would lead a broadcast, now it isn’t even mentioned.
If I were a paid political consultant to President Trump and my focus was not what’s best for party or country but to set him up for re-election victory, I’d advise him to liberate North Korea. No president has been voted out of office during a “war” or military conflicts. The number one concern for Americans is safety (per polling, IIRC), so he’d just have to brand the “war” as essential to U.S. safety which would be easy to do since they have a high level of hate towards us and have a goal of creating an intercontinental ballistic missile that can reach us and they keep testing missiles. I’d have Trump press the war as a way to rescue the citizens of North Korea from horrible communist and dictator rule, and to go hard on the message of “If you aren’t supporting the troops, you aren’t supporting America, you are unpatriotic, and hate freedom.” There’s no better time for him to do this because China isn’t backing North Korea as much as they have in the past, and I’m willing to be Trump could get support from other countries.
We were driving down 75 when all of a sudden we noticed a grand assortment of wild flowers at what I think is Richardson City Hall. I’m pretty sure these were bluebonnets but they were much more purple than the ones I’m used to seeing.
I finally got motivated enough to see a specialist about my back. The majority of my pain is coming from a herniated nucleus pulposus, degenerative changes, nerve impingement, and inflammation. An MRI will soon be scheduled and from there some physical therapy and possible lumbar injections. But off hand, it looks like surgery won’t be needed and the detail above sounds worst than it actually is.
I thought it was nice of the doctor when he asked if I wanted to take any pictures of my x-rays. Some medical professionals seem a bit guarded about that sort of stuff. But since I’m ignorant about x-rays, I thought I had two tumors in my chest. But, “it’s not a tumor” just air pockets.
After my visit was lead to a room to visit with a billing associate who told me how the process would work, that I’d be receiving several invoices and explanations of benefits in the mail, but not to worry at any of the high prices as their office often has to work things out on the back end and payments and distributions don’t time well with the automatic invoiced. I was shown an example of the paperwork and it was all pretty thorough.
The doctor also requested a sample of my DNA for a pharmacogenomic test which will identify any genetic factors that influence my body’s responses to specific medications. I was told whatever my insurance doesn’t cover they bear the cost and this is something for me to keep to show other doctors.
Within two hours after my visit, I was able to log into the practice’s website and view the notes my doctor wrote about the consultation.
A long while I ago I mentioned I was one of the government contractors whose identities was stolen and I’ve been provided with an account for identity theft protection. Yesterday it notified me a sex offender moved within two miles. I didn’t expect it to provide me with that sort of info.
Here’s a picture of George H.W. Bush being visited in the hospital by his son George W. Bush, which makes me think that hospital was probably the safest place in Texas at that moment and how acquainted are the two former-presidents’ Secret Service details with each other.
And that reminds me of my favorite part of the under-rated mockumentary Drop Dead Gorgeous when the documentary filmmakers and the “Cops” (bad boys, bad boys, whatcha gonna do…) filming crew run into each other and start exchanging pleasantries because they know each other. I’m bummed I can’t find the clip.
Downtown Lewisville is getting a place called Prohibition Chicken. Here’s the cool part about the place:
Prohibition Chicken will also house a speakeasy with its own menu of cocktails and food at the back of the restaurant. For that true speakeasy vibe, the spot is accessible only through a sneaky telephone booth entrance. – Dallas Eater
When are person on death row is given the option of choosing his or her death, which six states allow, I wonder if the prisoner has to sign a document and actually has to select a check box, or something of the like to make it official. Talk about signing your own death warrent.
Flipping channels last night I saw 87-year-ol John Cullum as a guest star on ‘Madam Secretary’. It’s good to see he’s still working, I love his slow paced charm and ruffled voice. If you were a ‘Northern Exposure’ fan, you’d know him as Holling. If you were an ‘ER’ fan, you’d know him as Dr. Green’s father. You would have also seen in him guest roles on ‘Mad Men’, ‘Law and Order SVU’, and a slew of other stuff.
It was great to see a new episode of ‘Silicon Valley’. I love to see the new opening each season.
I think a cleaning service left this business card on my front door, but looking at the email address, it might be an escort service.
I can’t remember if I ever provided an update on our neighbor with the handgun. Remember, our kids played with his kids at his house, but our kids talked about how there’s a gun in the closet. I spoke with the neighbor, a very friendly fellow. He owns two gas stations and carries the gun the work. He was very open and ever appreciative of me asking him about it, but he assured me that when he’s home it’s under lock and key, and it always leaves with him when he walks out the door.
I saw some German dark wheat bread at the grocery store and decided to roll the dice since I never heard of it. Not bad, very dense and a slight hint of rye. Here’s a bit more about it:
It is neither white nor starchy, a common characteristic associated with the better known European bread varieties of countries like Italy and France. Rather, it is coarse and unrefined, composed mainly of whole grains, such as rye, spelt, millet, and wheat – usually in pure form giving it a density that far outweighs any fluffy focaccia, oily ciabatta, or slender French baguette.
I have no issue with Kid Rock and Ted Nugent visiting the Oval Office, but it just didn’t set well with me they didn’t remove their hats. Maybe it’s because Nugent is a Texan and I feel Texas men should know better, and I thought as patriotic as Kid Rock is, he would have done it out of reverence.
Not sure how this came up, but WifeGeeding and I were wondering how many states have at least one Dairy Queen? This was the first result in Google, and it’s a bit dated, but I thought it was interesting a bit surprising:
Currently, there are more DQs in the Lone Star State, 575, than in the next two states combined. Illinois has 270, Minnesota, 254. There are Dairy Queens in every state but Vermont. In 48 states, one Dairy Queen is pretty much like the other, but Texas is a world unto itself, DQ wise.
There was news yesterday of Russia’s new base in Iceland, which reminded me of an award or some sort of Army recognition my father received for helping construct something in either Greenland or Iceland (most likely Greenland). I couldn’t find the paperwork but I did come across these photos of my father. When I saw the first one, probably when I was ten years old, I told my father he looked sad. He said he wasn’t sad, he was just freezing his “jewels” off because he was in Greenland/Iceland. When I saw the second picture, I told him his mustache looked funny. He said he didn’t care what he looked like at the time, he was trying to keep his upper lip warm. Him being sensitive to the cold was surprising since he grew up in Cincinnati.
Even though I didn’t find the paperwork I was looking for, I did come across this framed item. I’m sure they were a dime a dozen at the end of WWII when a plethora of servicemen was being discharged, and autopen was certainly used. But these “personalized” letters of recognition from the Secretary of the Navy and President Truman meant enough for my father to have them side by side.
As you know, OtherDogGeeding has had some major ear problems. The vet recommended an ear flush and a culture be sent to the lab, but the ear cleaning would require sedation. I dropped him off early yesterday morning and I expected to get a call around noon saying he would be available for pickup, but I didn’t get a call until after 2:00 PM. It was the vet’s assistant and the first words, verbatim, out of her mouth, after a deep breath and a pause, were, “Mr. Geeding, I want to apologize . . . I’m sorry . . . but we weren’t able to get to OtherDogGeeding in time.” Now, I’ve been preparing for his death for quite some time and didn’t expect that emotional gut punch when you get bad news, but it hit me hard. However, she follows up with, “You can pick him up after 4:00 PM.” I told her I thought she was telling me he died, and the poor girl apologized profusely. Maybe it was her wording or the tone in her voice, but for a good twenty seconds, I thought I lost my little buddy.
I do goofy things for my friends. For instance, I’ll call some of them a minute after minute on their birthday just so I can be the first to wish them a happy birthday. One recently told me that other than his mother, I was the only one that wished him a happy birthday on his actually birthday. He’s not on Facebook and neither am I, so he said it means more.
That same friend shared a story of him recently sharing my favorite poem with someone and how it really touched him. Men or women, but who remembers a friend’s favorite poem? That meant a lot to me, it tells you our relationship is full of substance or he’s some freak with a wicked memory. In case you are wondering, The poem is IF, by Rudyard Kipling. My high school drama teacher made all her students memorize it and stanzas often pop in my head during moments of stress breaking in on the walls of fortitude.
No Spoilers, I Promise – Last night the new season of ‘Fargo’ aired and they snuck in an image of Sisyphus.
I see a lot of similarities to ‘Better Call Saul’. You have a “loser” brother vs a successful brother, obscure settings (both a character in themselves) but beautiful use it with the cinematography, they are both predate another series, and the name Ehrmantraut was used.
Last night’s ‘Diff’rent Strokes’ was the one in which Hervé Villechaize (Tatu from ‘Fantasy Island’) made a guest appearance. Arnold rang the doorbell to an apartment and he answered. Arnold then asked, “Excuse me little boy, are your parents home.” Not a lot of folks can relate to one another like those two actors forever remembered by their height. But the uniqueness of that joke reminded me of this letter JFK sent Ike, which I found in my book about the relationships between presidents.
Life Pro Tip For Men – Put a guard on your clippers and trim your arm and leg hairs. You’ll be surprised, but it’s easier to apply sunscreen without all the excess hair absorbing it.
Sometimes we take OtherDogGeeding on the ride to school, and when we do, they buckle him up.
Last night’s ‘Fresh Off The Boat’ on ABC was heavily focused on half-Asians which made it the greatest episode in half-Asian history.
I asked one of DaughterGeeding’s friends if his parents ever allow him to play on their mobile phones. His reply, “No, they won’t give me the phone number to get into it.” I didn’t explain the difference between a PIN and an actual phone number to him, but I wish I could be there when the epiphany hits.
I remember when all product commercials used to offer COD and me not knowing what that meant for the longest time. Those commercials used to also have a blue screen at the end, I think, with yellow phone numbers.
Because of an upcoming exam, DaughterGeeding was working on a practice worksheet which didn’t need to be turned in. As I was helping her, I noticed the left-hander was writing with her right hand. When I asked her about it, she said she simply wanted to learn how to write with her right hand and since this worksheet didn’t need to be turned in, it was a good time for her to practice.
She served as the dean of Pepperdine’s school of business (2002-2014) when Ken Starr served as the dean of Pepperdine’s law school (2004-2010). Not that that is a judgment or indication of her future work, but I’m just curious how close she is to Starr.
I friend suggested we eat at a certain Mederterrian restaurant soon and I told him the last time I went, someone vomited in the bathroom sink, I informed the staff, and for the next half-hour no one cleaned it up. His reply, “So you’re telling me they aren’t the Buc-ee’s of the Mederterrian world.”
Here are eight minutes of your life you’ll never get back. WifeGeeding likes to pull teeth, she got to do that often as a kindergarten teacher (of course, with parental permission). So far, DaughterGeeding has lost six teeth, but none of them pulled once by her mother. Last night we put her to bed and about 15-minutes later she comes out of her room ready for her mother to pull her tooth.
Despite wanting to do it, she stalls for a frustratingly long time.
A nervous toot is accidentally released around the 2:30 mark.
I lose my patience around the 6:40 mark and speak, telling her it’s time to stop the whining.
The tooth actually is pulled around the 7:29 mark.
I’m not sure how Facebook works since I don’t have an account or profile, so I’m not sure how to verify a celebrity’s post, but I’m pretty sure that post is from the real Tiffany Trump’s Facebook page. My two biggest gripes, the carpet in the real Oval Office isn’t blue and I don’t think Jesus was ever that tall. Unless he’s floating, that would put him over seven feet.
I’ve heard people say, “not in the least,” but I’ve never heard anyone say “not in the most.”
As long as Trump has lived in Trump Tower, I wonder how much he misses it. I know he’s traveled a lot to Mar-a-Lago, but I don’t think he’s been “home” once since inauguration.
I asked questions like that in a Christmas Day column, interviewing the Rev. Tim Keller, a prominent evangelical pastor. In this, the second of an occasional series, I decided to quiz former President Jimmy Carter. He’s a longtime Sunday school teacher and born-again evangelical but of a more liberal bent than Keller. Here’s our email conversation, edited for clarity.
Here’s a snippet:
Last Easter related thought since it’s sooo two days ago, but if I church arranged for a helicopter to drop Easter eggs, they may have their message and priorities out of whack.
Sure, having a new puppy has its kicks, but so does caring for an old dog you know you may only have less than two years with. There are all sorts of life lessons one could learn from loving and caring for an old dog.
‘Better Call Saul’ has exceptional cinematography. And last night’s episode had me craving some fried chicken, extra crispy. I may have paused the show to get some fried chicken before the closest chick place closes.
I like how the removal of tape was a bit player in the show last night. Jimmy was doing it, just as his brother taught him, and then became unhinged.