Friday, July 10, 2015

Then it was Thursday…

I got a lot of sleep Wednesday night and woke up bright-eyed and bushy-tailed on Thursday.

Sidebar: Where did that expression come from? Are we talking about squirrels?

It was cold and rainy, so I got out my rain gear. I had an unpleasant time loading the rolling walker into the truck in the rain.

Sidebar: The garage is currently (or maybe permanently) too full to open the passenger side doors inside. So, I have to pull the truck outside and stuff the walker in it there.

Health Update: The pain in my left knee is gone. I am only using the walker until the general weakness goes away. I attribute my “cure” to the over-use of Celebrex.

Sidebar: I just saw on the news tonight that the “over-use of NSAIDs (Nonsteroidal anti-inflammatory drugs – Celebrex, ibuprofen and naproxen)” dramatically increases your risk of heart attack! There is also a possible risk of erectile dysfunction that I think I can discount.

Well, we all have to die of something. It always amuses me when doctors attribute somebody’s death to “heart failure.” Ummm… you died of natural causes (you’re old and it’s your time), and when you’re dead, your heart stopped, so you died of “heart failure”? NO! You died because you’re old!!! It’s no mystery: Dogs die, fishies die, cats die, birds die, people die… Nobody lives forever. Get used to it, get over it.

Sidebar: Rant over, let’s move on…

It rained all morning, not hard, but steady. I walked inside.

It lightened up by lunchtime, so I went out. Now, the Newburgh Grill is shut down for the week for employee vacations and I’ve been to Time Out twice, so I thought I’d got to Ten Yen. When I pulled in the parking lot, I saw the dreaded sign on the door, “Closed for vacation this week.” Damn.

I didn’t feel like shelling out $12 for lunch at Red Robin, Applebee’s or Max and Erma’s. Then I remembered this crappy Mexican joint further up the road. Our techs used to love it, but I always thought it sucked. But, I knew it was cheap and I was hungry. So, I went there.

There were only two people (with their backs to me) in it, so I walked around their table to get to a booth. Then they said, “John! Come join us!!!” It was one of our PM’s and a WAN guy from work.

Sidebar: What to do? I have a rule, as you know. But, if I sit somewhere else, I look like a total jerk.

So, I sat down. We were later joined by another PM (Oh, joy). I ate beef enchiladas de caso with beans and really bad rice (how can you screw up rice?). I choked it down and then left, telling them I had errands to run. I went back to work a half hour early and spent the rest of the afternoon p*ssed at myself.

One bright spot: Vicky didn’t eat her lunch that she had brought and offered it to me for my dinner: Puerto Rican chicken and rice.

It had stopped raining, so I walked outside in the afternoon.

When I got home after work, I checked the rain gauge. We got just over one half inch of rain today.

I spent some time straightening the house up while listening to the news.

I wanted to eat the chicken and rice, but figured I’d better finish off the aging macaroni salad, so I did that, instead.

I watched one taped show at 8:00 p.m. and then went to bed at 9:00.


  1. Fishies die?! You said Rex swam away from home!

  2. John, won't your walker sit on the floor of the front seat (passangers side) ?

  3. “Nobody lives forever. Get used to it, get over it.”

    That would work on your tombstone. “Rant over, let’s move on…” works, too.

  4. @ Jake: He did. Right down the toilet.
    @ GPF: Not even close. the console gets in the way.
    @ Jyl: Good point. Two more to consider..