Cheers to the Teen

Teenagers. They have their unique way about them.

In the scheme of things, I have to say that i have a pretty good teenager on my hands. He doesn't do illegal activities (that i know of), illegal drugs (that i know of), or everything that is asked of him (that... i know). Therefore, this makes him a good teenager in two ways. By either just being good in my perspective, or being good in that he is so extremely clever, that he can hide the bad from me. I don't think that's the case, but i am willing to realize that for every new generation, they find a new way.

My major frustration with my teenager is one that haunts many parents. That is self responsibility. I know that teens have a lot on their mind. Video games, eating, sleep, cell phones, hair in new places, the possibility of sex. I am sure all of this and more keeps them bogged down. So bogged down, that the tasks asked of them seem to be annoying and burdensome. Some examples... clean room, good grades, general upkeep and hygiene. I know, its a huge list that is daunting. Don't get me wrong, i am sure that i had issues with these things when i was a teen... wait, no, no i didn't. But then i probably wasn't a normal teen. Having grown up in the military, i believe clean room, good grades and hygiene were always a main goal and expectation... at the age of 6.

My teen enjoys circles. Its nothing he has ever declared, but i am sure that it must be something he takes great pride in, because we find ourselves going in them on a regular basis. "____ your _____ please" is a common phrase in the house. Example- clean your room please...work on your homework please... pick up your clothes please... put away your dishes please... pick up your dog poop please... and so on. I hear these phrases so much that i feel like i am using a mental Spirograph. At times i think that this is just the normality of raising a teenager, but at other times, I think something is seriously wrong with him. The reason i think this is because he has been given an easy formula. Do these minimal things without being asked and you will get what you want. How hard can that be? How hard can it be to make this important to your existence if it makes things good? Apparently very hard.

I don't like the idea that he gets grounded or loses his phone privileges, because it usually makes it more difficult for us, the parents. Problem is, these things get his attention and that is always a challenge when it comes to teens. Holding their attention. I feel like i give him a lot of room and fairness when it comes to these expectations, but as my father use to say "give him an inch, and he takes a foot". I think there is something to that. I believe that it is the job of a teen to push their boundaries, be angry at the obvious, and feel their parents are uncool( no matter how cool they really are. I blog for crying out loud, that's cool). I just hope that with the big 16 coming up, that something in the aging process helps even him out. I know this can not be some kind of genetic laziness, that there has to be something in there that wants to feel a high level of self worth.

Summer is around the corner, and i would much rather have him enjoying it then having to spend the majority of it at home. Lets hope he can pull it together and meet the expectations put upon him. I don't know if he realizes how much we love him and appreciate him, but then most teens don't. In his eyes, were the bad guys, not loving parents trying to guide him into a great man. So lets raise our glasses and put a toast to a unique teen who is pretty good, with some focus problems, so that he may have a great summer... and in turn, so will I.

Black Ominous Cloud

Soooo tired.

I don't know that I would ever wish to go back to my college days, but the one thing I would really enjoy having back is the ability to stay up all night and not feeling like a truck full of tar hit me the next morning. Add stress to the mix and it is a truck with tar and concrete. Ugh.

The past handful of days have been less then...desirable. My black cloud that is tethered to me is showing no sign of moving on to reveal the sun.

Word came back on the KIA. Its dead, gone, shot, finito. Turns out the timing belt broke, causing the engine to basically destroy itself. I guess in the fine print of the warranty, you are suppose to have the timing belt "checked" before 60,000 miles. If you don't, you void your warranty and you end up with a collection of parts. Upon research in Google, there have been many, many cases of this happening. I cant believe someone hasn't put a class action lawsuit together on this. I mean, they are basically saying that their timing belt will break before or near 60,000 miles. What car company knows that they are going to have car issues, and then stiffs you on covering that issue if you so much as get your oil changed somewhere other then a KIA dealership??????? What a bunch of crap. Maybe this is the next Fox 9 News Investigative Report?? Someone want to make that call?

On other cloudy driven news. I was up for a job that I went through three interviews for. I felt pretty solid about it, but as it turns out, my instincts are lying to me. Apparently there is another candidate out there that must be more witty then me. Bye bye benefits and the security of a non-temp job.

Moving forward. Creditors are starting to close in for the kill like vultures, and it seems like I am getting fines from the city of MNPLS left and right on our other properties. Come on people, the body isn't even cold yet.

On top of that, it feels like i can not relate to the people i care about and love because of all of this strife. It just feels like it is either the topic at hand or standing in the way of genuine communication or even something that is just more important. I want to extend an apology to anyone this is affecting. Hopefully it will see an upswing at some point, and we can relate once again on a healthy level.

Now is about the time you hope that a witness protection agent walks into your life, tells you that you have to take your family and move to a beautiful island in the pacific and live under a different name. Your finances will be taken care of, and by the way, you will be running the only improvisation theater that provides massages on the island, and it makes buckets and buckets of bananas. (this island does not have a formal currency yet) That will work.

Waiting... and no agent. Okay, back to the Black Cloud.

Need AIR

Busy week. So here it is.
Monday started out stressful, as it was suppose to be the last day of my temp job with Wells Fargo. At the last minute we were told we would be moved to another dept. Much relief, as the stress started rising of a possible lack of employment for another unknown period of time. I am still trying avidly to get back to design, but it is slow going when you give 8 hours of your day to WF and then have children to come home to. I will just keep plugging and hope that things take for the right turn. Anyway, the week has been full of training for the new dept.

Monday was also a great game of softball with the Skirt Turtles, and a foot race that was inspiring. I have to mention that the support we got from Owen and Aidan was awesome. Thanks boys. It inspired me to get a skinned knee, two hits, and third place(foot race).

The money situation is still as bad as ever, so the hunt for a second job has begun. I'm speaking of Karen of course, as i have the part time job of improv. I know it isn't what she wanted to stack on an already difficult schedule, but we are finding it necessary. Hopefully her current job can get back to more regular clients so that she dosen't have to have the second job for long. Massages have taken a turn for the worst, as we are in this "non-recession".

The week also had me visiting with the neurologist who after a grumpy morning had me for a patient. She seemed to be upset that i couldn't take the earlier appointment in the week and was being short with me. I'm sorry i couldn't accommodate your well paid position time frame, and that being i was the patient, i couldn't possibly have something more important to do. Anyway, nothing was found, and so i have been set back in the pasture to continue my existence.

The kicker for that morning I had my appointment, was that the KIA took a crap. I was halfway down the block when i was going to second gear, and then it happened. It sounded like I ran over a can of soda and then... nothing. It was dead. Best i could figure, either the clutch or the transmission decided to give up. It got towed, so we will find out soon. Thanks to the ten year warranty KIA offers, this situation may not be as bad as expected. Oh sweet KIA, may the car gods go easy on your diagnosis.

Date night was at the movies with Indiana Jones. All i can say is ugh. What a disappointment. That many years, and that is what they came up with. And I am being generous.

Lots of improv this week. Six Ring went great with a huge turn out. SR's shows were mixed in with the AA convention. That meant the performers had a seven mile walk to the cabaret. Good stuff though, and a strong performance by The Outtakes.

This was a truly boring blog. I promise to have more opinion later.

Quickie

Just in case anyone was keeping score, i visited with the neurologist today. They found all my tests to be normal, and found nothing of concern. At this point, i am considered "healthy for my age". I wasn't sure how to take that, but the good news out weighed the awkward comment.

Carry on.

Hommage

Well, it is here. Indiana Jones makes his return. Everyone is talking about, and they should be. I remember seeing the first film in the theater when i was a kid and being mesmerized by it. I thought Harrison Ford was a god. First came Han Solo, next was Indiana Jones, and then Rick Deckard(Blade Runner). Could one man exude so much coolness in so many characters? Clearly that answer is yes. ( I know, I know, Hollywood Homicide-he is human, he is allowed one mistake.) And I wanted to be that man. Suave, aloof, thrill seeking, worldly(or spacely), awkward around women, and just plain cool. Well, I think i managed awkwardness.

So here it is, movie number four in the series. Twenty years later. Lets see if the coolness holds, and if so, maybe i still have a chance.

Here's to you Harrison. I don't know how you do it, but I'm sure it has something to do with the quote... "I don't know, I'm making this up as I go." Cue music. Don da donnn da....

E.R.II and the Kingdom of the Crystal MRI

Well its finally here. You have waited patiently wondering if there would be a part II to E.R.( if you are wondering what I am referring to, see post back in March- E.R. (EVENTUALLY you get a ROOM)), and your patience has paid off.

You will be happy to know, that it was not my wife that had to return to the glorious wonder known as Southdale Emergency Room, but myself. I will give you a little bit of history of the week that led up to me having to attend the E.R. On Wednesday morning, just after arriving to my wonderful place of employment of Wells Fargo(...trying to hang on to my work...), I began to feel numbness and tingling on the left side of my face and in my left hand. I didn't think much of it, but it did not go away. After making a small mention of it on a blog, I heard from family and friends on Thursday, as i knew i would. The feeling had subsided in my face, but my hand still had some numbness as well as part of my left foot. I let everyone know that I would look in to it. So... I left it up to my wife. I said that if she wanted to make me an appointment. I would go, but that would be it. So... she called the doctors office on Friday, and they advised that I go to the ER immediately. Supposedly numbness can be bad. Yes, I do know the possibilities. I spent some time on Webmd, and i realized the potential for badness here. But... I have a philosophy, and that is this. If you don't go to the doctor, they cant find anything wrong with you, and if there is nothing wrong with you, why go to the doctor. Now, I know this really drums up an issue with preventative medicine, and in some arguments, common sense, but this philosophy has not failed me yet. None the less, i took the advice and headed for the E.R.(dramatic orchestra strikes up here)

And so it begins...

2:15pm
I advise my boss that i have to head to the ER because i have been having some issues with numbness. I don't think i have mentioned before, but i work in a sea of cubes, which is important to note for this next visual. As soon as i let my boss know about this issue, on cue, all the gophers started popping over the cube walls, chittering and chattering of the possibilities. The privacy you can get from three foamed walls that are five foot high is incredible. Anyway, he recommends I leave as well, so I do.

2:28pm
It is a gorgeous sunny day out on Friday, and i know that i am about to spend the rest of my day in a hospital. It took all of my energy and self control not to keep driving past the hospital and play hookie the rest of the day. I pulled in and the parking lot was not to bad, could this be a good sign?? Didn't get my hopes up.

2:45pm
Walked into the lobby and I was so excited to see there were only two other people waiting. A middle aged woman who apparently was deaf or arrogant, because she wanted everyone in the lobby to know what her cell phone conversation was about. The other looked like a homeless man who was actually there to catch some TV and a nap. I thought my odds of this being a short trip was good. I gave the woman at the desk my information and my symptoms. She gave me a funny look when i told her i had been experiencing it for a few days. Again, I have a philosophy. I asked the woman if there was much of a wait or if it was slow in back. She gave a scoff and said they were full. The sinking feeling of a beautiful day wasted kicked in.

2:52pm
I sat down in the lobby, and there was no great reading material. I was hoping to find the same magazine as last time (interview with George Clooney) as ever since i wrote the last blog, i have been haunted with what i might have missed in that article. The things i could have learned (sarcasm). I guess i should mention that i don't have a beef with George Clooney, as a matter of fact, i like his character on E.R. I should watch that show again. Whoa... here i am about to complain about the time i have lost in the E.R., but then i am contemplating wasting an hour a week on a show base on an E.R. How ironic. Worth it though to see Mr. Clooney... is he even still on that show?

3:01pm
The nurse calls me back to their interview room. We go through the usual general info on me, i have no allergies, i don't abuse substances, and i don't have a regular doctor(funny look from nurse)... I have a philosophy. After all that, i get a name tag slapped on my wrist and am guided to a room in the back.

3:12pm
We get to my nook, and the nurse informs me that i have to get undressed and put on a gown. I ask if that is absolutely necessary. Apparently he thought so. So, i comply. I change into the fashionable gown and prop myself up on the bed and get ready for a long nap, cause i have done this before. Nap idea spoiled.

3:17
My neighbors to the left decide that everyone needs to be in on their conversation. It was two men, one from Fargo, ND, and one from Mille Lacs, MN. What ever your thinking right now, your right. They had their typical tattoos, semi mullets, and MN accents. Apparently, they were at Home Depot buying some gutter products, when one of them took a piece of medal in the shin. They decided it would be funny to make a video with their new cell phone with regards to the event. " Hey there Home Depot lawyers, were coming for your asses. This is Jed and Cletus(names changed for the ignorant), and we know that you are in deep shit for what has happened to me". Loud, obnoxious laughs follow. I should note here, there are multiple signs everywhere stating that cell phones should be turned off while in the ER, no exceptions. "Were probably pissing everyone off with our phones being on. All these patients are probably going to complain. What a bunch of f******." More loud laughs. Their insightfulness was not lost on them. Dr. finally comes to them and begins to sew the gash up. A lot more ignorant things come out of the mouths of these gentlemen, and the Dr. does well with his patience. I had plans to let you in on more, but it could be its own blog, but then who wants to read about the daily experiences of Jed and Cletus.

3:31 pm
Nurse comes and takes some more of my info and has me sign papers. In case i die on their time, they know who to call. A second nurse comes in and sticks about six wires to my chest, blood pressure pump, and a clamp on my finger, for vitals. Yeah, I feel like the real deal at this point.

3:40pm
The Dr. visits the couple on my right. The Dr asks his patient what seems to be the problem, and her response is... " I seem to be having my period out of my butt." Yeaaaa for unnecessary visual. It seems she is having a regular, light colored-not dark, blood flow out of her rectal area. A colonoscopy is ordered. A nurse is attempting an IV on the woman at that moment which causes her male partner to declare" I cant watch this, i am going to sweat really bad". Apparently he must have forgot his deodorant that morning. Nice support. Nurse tells him to leave, because she doesn't have any beds available for him if he goes down. Ahhhh, bedside manner.

3:46
Dr comes in and reviews all my information again. Makes some speculation, but then says he wants to order some things. Those things being an EKG, MRI, and a BLT. Acronyms can be funny. He also wanted about two gallons of blood for multiple tests. Fair enough, let the good times begin.

3:52
Nurse comes in to put the IV in and to take fill in a questionnaire. IV goes fine. Turns out that my nurse just bought a 1992 Porsche 994 from Michigan. "Never seen rain." I happened to notice the Rolex on her wrist that she uses to take blood pressure. I think Nurses are making more money then i previously thought. Made a note to maybe make a career shift.
Then the questionnaire began. I was instructed to not say anything unless I have one of the following items on the list. " Just say yes if you have it, nothing else". It starts out with the usual. Diabetes, heart murmur, etc. Apparently there are about 50 of these items to get through, and my nurse has picked a very quick speed to recite them. So fast that she asks me if I have had an IUD. "Oops. You probably don't have that." I laughed so hard, no I probably don't.
Then she starts cruising through them and gets to penile implant which she takes a long pause on. I said no, even though i was only suppose to say yes for a response, but i thought her pause wanted an answer. She then said " you would be surprised how many people make me back up on that one, so i just pause on it now." Wow, apparently penile implants are a lot more popular then we realize. I wonder why you don't hear much about that. I wonder.
After that, i begin to nod off, as there is no real excitement going on.

4:08
EKG time. I am thinking this is going to take a bit. Nope. Eight wires get connected, two minutes pass, and eight wires get disconnected. Done.
Back to sleep maybe.

4:22
I am abruptly woken up with a curtain being thrown back, and a gruff older woman saying "time to move". MRI time. There is something strange about being wheeled around in your bed. You feel so vulnerable, and when you pass people in the hall, you know they are judging you for your ailment. Whats he got? Something broken, cancer, something stuck where it shouldn't be? Its undignified.

4:30
"Please remove all your jewelry. ALL of your jewelry including anything that we cant see." Done. Its like she knew just looking at me.

4:36
I climb on to the table of the MRI machine. If you have never had this done, you really are missing out. First they lock your head in this device and shove towels around it, so there is absolutely no way it can move. They ask if your claustrophobic, and if your not, you will be. They put some ear plugs in your ears and plug something into your IV and send you on your way. They advise that i will be in there for about an hour and not to move at all. They give you a ball to squeeze if you need to cough or sneeze. And then it begins. Everything sounds and feels like you are in an underwater coffin. So what to do? I know, I will do some limericks. I believe I did well over 200 hundred limericks, and almost fell asleep once. I came to with a jerk, and the nurse came over the little intercom and told me to lay still. Thanks for the scold. When you get an MRI, it makes your vital organs vibrate. Truly bizarre.

5:35
MRI complete. I get up and transfer to my bed of transport, and proceed to wait for my driver.

5:41
Driver appears and wheels me back to my nook. All other patients are gone. Now its just a wait for the results kind of deal, and I do. I took in a couple of calls made by nurses fighting with significant others, doctors flirting with nurses, nurses being snide with other nurses, nurse bragging about her Porsche 944 "never seen rain", and one lost patient looking for his bed. I think he lapped the ER twice before someone offered him some help.

6:20
Dr comes in with results. EKG -good, blood work- good, MRI-good(but wants to hear back from neurologist before he lets me go), BLT-hasn't shown up yet. Okay. Well. I have a philosophy.
I ask if i can get dressed. He says no, and that he wants to hear from the neuro first. I wait.

6:26
Talk to the neuro, and it looks good. He recommends that i make an appointment with a neuro this week to go over my results and to see if there is any other tests they want to run, but at this point, everything is good. He wants me to take an aspirin, and at least one a day till i see the neuro. He will get my nurse to give me paperwork, pill, and discharge me. I may get dressed. I do. And then i wait.

6:35
I finally go to the nurses station and ask if i can have the IV taken out. They will check.

6:38
IV removed. Paperwork brought in. Things signed. Pill taken. I head out. Time frame not so bad.

$6 copay, $6 parking, 4 hours in the ER. One aspirin.


Like i have said before. I HAVE A PHILOSOPHY.

ER 2 is coming...

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Numbing Puppies on the Corner

Have you ever tried making a chicken salad sandwich while trying to navigate through a mine field of puppy poop and pee?? Then you haven't lived. That was my morning challenge.
We are currently fostering three puppies for the humane society. They are lab/German Shepard mix. Two males, one female, and a whole lot of adorable. Not only was I trying to gracefully choreograph a ballet through my kitchen this morning, but i was having to fight off said three puppies and their glass like teeth. They have a real knack for wanting to discover what you are hiding in your socks, and the only way they can express that is to bite into them. Adorable. Bloody toes. Still adorable. You try to scold them, but the sweetness of the puppy breath catches you, and you are reduced to a puddle. Go on adorables, chew till my feet are bloody stumps.

If your keeping track, there is probably only two more days until my temp job is over. Nothing else on the horizon currently. This is bad. I think it is time that I find my corner of the highway and invest in a piece of cardboard and a sharpie. I know that i don't want to be your average homeless person, asking for a handout. How can I stand out from the rest? How can I market myself above the rest? ow can I find a way to raise my profits above the rest? Maybe I will have to hire a marketing/advertising firm to help me promote my begging so that I can become the best street person possible and eventually franchise. There is a lot to consider here. If anything, maybe it is a funny sketch.

Have you ever felt numb? I mean literally. Have you ever felt numbness in your hand or your face and part of your foot at the same time? Did you go to a doctor? What did they tell you it was? Did they say it was bad? Something that should be worried about?( I know these questions are going to prompt some phone calls from family members) If you have any answers to these questions, feel free to let me know, as I tend to avoid the doctor. Any general advise would be welcome as well.

Improv this weekend- I have no shows personally, but there is much to see. Stevie Ray's 8pm-Fri-Sat- $15---------Improv a Go Go(6 year anniversary) $1- 8pm Go early if you want a seat.

To The Ladies

Happy Mothers Day




I am more then sure almost all mothers deserve a tip of the hat for the mere fact that they are mothers, and they have endured motherhood, but there are two women that deserve it most. Yes, obviously my wife and my mother.

My wife- because she endures the crazy life that is ours to endure. We have three wonderful children that challenge us everyday, which she rises to the occasion without hesitance. I know that no matter what happens in our daily life, no matter how difficult it gets for us, she will do what it takes to take care of her kids. I know that she has done what it takes to survive in her past and will do so in the future and it will all be for her kids. The babies light up with excitement when mommy shows up because she deserves that excitement. She showers her love on them immediately because nothing else is as important then that moment. When the teen needs something, she works hard to get it for him, even if he doesn't realize it. She is the first to stand up for him for what he needs in all aspects of his life, and it is more then admirable. I have always been impressed, from the first time we started dating, with her drive, determination, and selflessness when it comes to her children. It is truly a day like today that was made for her. In all honesty there should be a day dedicated to her alone. Maybe I will start lobbying for that.



My mother- She is has the heart of a true angel. My mother has defined the word "giving". I have never met another person, (and this is not being said because it is Mothers Day), that has been so loving, caring, concerned, sympathetic, honest, and GIVING. My mother has everyones needs at heart well before her own. She is constantly working at maintaining relationships and praying for the safety and well being for others, and many of them she doesn't know personally. Truly, many of my friends and colleagues can thank my mothers unbiased prayers for helping you get through many of your trials and tribulations. So with that i ask you to praise your mother today, and to also include my mother in that as well, because more then likely she has touched your life without you even knowing. Thank you mom for all the love you have brought upon me. I believe it has made me a better man, and has helped me to love my wife and mother of my children with a better understanding of motherhood.

Happy Mothers Day.

Recap

Wow- A week.
Kind of a tough one.
The week started with a great game of softball, even if we did lose. We showed some great heart, and nearly had the game, but the bottom of the 6th inning was brutal. We lost. Not to mention i pulled a muscle in my leg that would make part of my week grumpy. My lovely wife was running to home plate when the short stop from the other team beamed her in the back with the ball. She too has had a bruised week because of it. Both of us injured, but had a lot of fun doing it. Cant wait until we can get to another game.

The job front got ugly fast. I am fairly certain that I only have about a week left at my current temp job. Not a good time to be unstable, of course, when is it ever. I have started slinging my resume at anything that looks remotely in the vein of what i can do, unfortunately no calls yet. Just a couple of rejection emails. Did I mention how much I am not enjoying being in the mortgage industry. I have tried to get my graphic design resume out as well, and definitely no luck there. I believe that employers don't want to take a chance on someone that has not been in a formal office for almost ten years, even though i have continued to do freelance work in that period of time. I'm sure they would rather pick up a fresh face out of college who is up to speed on all software and is really cheap. Never mind the fact that they don't know how to talk to the client or use years of experience to get to the essence of a project and use their time wisely. Can you hear the bitterness??

I would love it if i could go back to school, just to get a little time with newer programs and build the portfolio back up in a more timely fashion. Ahh to dream.

Home front suffers as well this week, just due to the stress. The teens grades are slipping so that means the cell had to go on hiatus. I know hes not happy, but he knows what it takes to get it back. Had a one on one, that seemed to go relatively well. I guess i will know better in a week or so after he gets a chance to prove whether or not "responsibility" is his cup of tea. I can remember having those kinds of chats with my dad when i was young and how after a while they seemed to be a lecture ( therefore it became lost on my young , underdeveloped,... all i want to do is have fun brain.) I want to split that difference with the teen, because i believe he deserves to have the youth experience of fun, but definitely needs a reasonable introduction to self worth and responsibility. Its a strange balance that you hope they can grasp on their own at times. I'm pretty sure hormones and a lack of life experience pushes responsibility out the window, therefore causing him to run circles... am i lecturing?

Good news is the little ones aren't dealing with a cold or pink eye!! The baby is just dealing with a diaper rash dealt from the devil himself. Poor kid. As soon as the diaper comes off, he attempts to do his best at scratching. If you have had a 14 month old, you know how funny it looks when they try to scratch, but don't quite have the motor skills to manage. It looks a lot like people trying to rub their stomach and pat their heads for the first time. I feel bad for him, yet still have to giggle. Hopefully we can get this mysterious rash to move on. We are going on several months with it. Suggestions welcome, but be warned, we have been through many a remedy to try and figure it out. The toddler is just dealing with her jealousy of the baby. Its up and down.

The wife is working hard at keeping the babies from killing each other. With the nation in its "non-recession", her day job has been slow. Again, something we don't need. I know it has been weighing on her as well. People don't seem to want to get the massages in a time when they probably need them most.

Improv this week. Auditions for Six Ring went well. Not a lot of bartering for players this round which was awesome. Some times it tends to get to us. Look out for the next quarter, as everyone goes back in the hat. AWESOME. We have a few more players on CSGG, and I think they will be a great addition. It is going to be a cool quarter. Come check it out Tuesdays, Brave New Workshop, $1.
Tonight and tomorrow I will be at Stevie Ray's Cabaret. Come check it out. $15, 8pm.

That is the week. I know, kind of on the down side...

at least winter is done. I hope.

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Sneaky------- Punch Out

When your not looking, the lack of intelligence of the common people will sneak up on you, and rattle your world.
Driving to work this morning i was able to have the privilege of dealing with bad, rage filled drivers. Minnesota, why is it a challenge?? Why does merging cause brain hemorrhaging? Why does the right of way for Public Transportation raise the NASCAR enthusiast out of you? Why does a KIA with its blinker on for three blocks, not deserve to change lanes?(Yes, I know its a BMW, but it is still a BMW whether I am in front of you, or behind you)
The Fed cut the rate. I am aware of this. I know what this means. The problem is, 90% of the people who are making inbound calls to my place of work(mortgage industry) do not. Which would explain why the housing industry is where it is. Just because the fed cuts the rate by a quarter of a point, does not mean that you get a quarter point off your interest rate. Seriously people, get educated about the largest purchase you will ever make. Get familiar with the LIBOR. Ugh.
I wanted breakfast after a morning of my patience being tested.(I believe I passed). I just wanted an egg and toast. "How you want egg?" to which i replied "Over hard." "You want hard inside?" to which i replied "Yes, over hard." "You want broken, or flipped over?" to which i replied "AGAIN, O-V-E-R H-A-R-D and up your non-listening, take myself way to serious as a minimum wage chef, ASS." I don't think he heard the latter.

Side note- The family is sick. Poor wife and kids have running noses, but their spirits are good. Nothing like babies who run up to you and hug you and then when they walk away it looks like a team of snails attacked your clothing. Sweet baby snot. I love having children, they make fashion unique. Hopefully they are all on the upswing.

Side side note-- Punch Out tonight at the Brave New Workshop. 11pm. $10 Larynx(Myself, Dave, and Josh) VS The Unstoppables.