The other day I drove past a GM dealership during my lunch break and noticed a TV crew and satellite truck at the dealership. There weren’t any local decals on the truck, and I passed it off thinking that it was probably just a commercial shoot or news report. It turns out it was a crew from the Ellen DeGeneres Show. That episode will air today.
It annoys me when it rains and people bring in the umbrellas and open them up and lay them on the floor to let them dry out.
I may have mentioned this before, but when I’m in a group and everyone is introducing themselves, even if it’s name only, I get freaky nervous feeling like I have to clear my throat and hoping I don’t fumble any words. I guess I just want to prove to the world that I’m at least capable of saying my name without error.
There’s been a time or two when typing my name I’ve made a mistake, and that just feels weird.
I wonder if Contact lists will start to include a Twitter option.
About ten years ago my sister put together one of those 3-D puzzles of a pharaoh, I decided to bring it to work and make it part of my cube.
It looks like all sitcoms no longer have laugh tracks, which I don’t mind; but it looks like all of them are gravitating towards the documentary style.
One of my more loyal readers empathized with me regarding my writers block for Bag of Randomness, and he sent me this link to a Donald Miller post about self-promotion that I think I can totally relate to, for the most part. I’m sure a lot of other bloggers would fee the same way.
Southwest’s blog Nuts About Souhwest was just named best blog by PR News for the third year in a row. Link
WWII Vet, “The woman at my polling place asked me do I believe in equality for gay and lesbian people. I was pretty surprised to be asked a question like that. It made no sense to me. Finally I asked her: what do you think I fought for in Omaha Beach?” Link
Oh, you are probably wondering why I posted that picture at the top of this post. That happens to be a patient getting a Morgan Lens placed in his eye, much like the one I had put in my eye last night when I went to the ER. Usually I’m pretty good at wearing eye protection, but I didn’t last night as I was spraying a WD-40 like substance which happened to splash into my eye. Yup, it hurt, but a chemical injury to the eye will get you out of the waiting room and to an ER doctor relatively fast. The Morgan Lens was placed over my eye to help irrigate and flush it out. I didn’t think I really needed to go to the ER, but I don’t like to place games with my eyes and don’t want two people in GeedingManor with glass-eyes. After it was flushed out they did a litmus test on my eye, checked it out with a black light, and sent me on my way home with a prescription and orders to see an ophthalmologist the next day. So because of the trip to the ER, there are a lack of posts. My bad.
I had an eye injury a number of years ago. I didn't think it was too bad but went to the ER at Harris Methodist HEB anyway. The doc took a look and left the room. A few minutes passed and then he came back with about 6 other people and told them he wanted them to take a look at my eye because they would probably never again see an injury as severe as mine at that hospital.
Apparently at that point my pupil was in the shape of an hour glass and you typically only see things that severe with major trauma which would go to one of the downtown trauma centers.
After a week of 'bed rest' in a dark room and daily doctors visits for a while I was fine. We now refer to this as the time I almost lost my eye in a 'freak golf bag accident'.
Good decision to go to ER. Just because God gave us 2 eyes doesn't mean we should be careless w/ one of them!
I had an eye injury a number of years ago. I didn't think it was too bad but went to the ER at Harris Methodist HEB anyway. The doc took a look and left the room. A few minutes passed and then he came back with about 6 other people and told them he wanted them to take a look at my eye because they would probably never again see an injury as severe as mine at that hospital.
Apparently at that point my pupil was in the shape of an hour glass and you typically only see things that severe with major trauma which would go to one of the downtown trauma centers.
After a week of 'bed rest' in a dark room and daily doctors visits for a while I was fine. We now refer to this as the time I almost lost my eye in a 'freak golf bag accident'.