Slashdot | College Student Receives Email of the Lost
This if funny to me because I once used an email address of something like null@email.com or something like that. I never had any trouble with it, though.
Sphere: Related ContentSunday was a day of wounds and injuries. I recently sat down and clipped Peterman’s front nails. He was great about it! A real star. He couldn’t have made it easier. Very little squirming. It went great. I sat down and did his rear nails on Sunday morning and I guess they grow more slowly than the front because it got down to the quick a couple of times. I only know this because of all the bleeding. He didn’t cry or howl or help in pain. He was great.
I felt awful because it must have been very painful. I held a paper towel on his toes for about five minutes and applied pressure. It looked like it had stopped so I let him go and took care of some other chores.
In the meantime he ran all over the house and the bleeding wasn’t “stopped” so much as “gushing”. Ok, it wasn’t really gushing. But he left all these bloody little puppy footprints all over the house.
Liz said she walked in to the kitchen and wondered what happened because of all the gore and carnage.
She has a talent for overstatement sometimes. It wasn’t THAT bad.
But it wasn’t great either. I went to the pharmacy and got styptic stick to stop the bleeding, but it didn’t work very well. The pharmacist said that he did that to his dog once and that although the dog quickly forgave him he doubted that his wife had gotten over it yet!
Liz wrapped the paws in bandages and taped a pair of Gracies socks on. That eventually did the trick. Later that day I picked up some styptic powder from the pet store for next time.
Every time Liz reminded me of this for the rest of the day I tried to change the subject to Gabriel. We’re not sure whether to hug him and thank our lucky stars or to spank him.
We had gone ice skating around noon. The boys’ skates no longer fit so they had to rent some. I hate ice skating so I took on the duty of lacing and gettin the kids ready to skate. After that was all taken care of I lingered on the side of the rink watching the kids go by. I saw Gabriel skating towards me and as he got closer I kept waiting for him to see me so I could wave.
He did some kind of a weird twist so his back was to me and then fell flat on his chest.
Hard.
He curled up and wasn’t getting up right away as people skated around him. I gingerly ran out on to the ice to get him as he turned and started crawling to the gate using only his arms to pull his limp legs behind him.
Holy cow, it was pathetic with these tears streaming down his cheeks and his mouth gaping open as he pulled himself along.
Gabriel is usually the toughest of our lot. He tends to bounce but not break.
This time I wasn’t so sure.
He had really only crashed about 20′ away. And I was on him in a flash. I picked him up and carried him off the ice while a mother looked on wondering if she could help. A hockey coach asked if I needed anything as I examined him. I thought he had broken an arm judging from how he fell. But he said it was his leg and he pointed to his knee. I rolled up his pants and his knee had a funny protuberance on the inside.
shit.
I called Liz and the kids over and told them we were going to have to take Gabe to the hospital. Liz was great. And so were the kids. She sprang into action-commando-mode getting the kids ready to roll while I picked up Gabriel and took him to the car. Then I went back to help Liz get everyone going. To my surprise she was already leaving the skating rink with all the right kids and all the right shoes!
wow.
When we got home Gracie asked Liz what she could do to help. Chloe went to get Gabe’s favorite stufffed animal. And Ben fetched a hand-held video game. Liz was getting crutches and stuff while I talked to Gabriel. I had him point to where it hurt. Then I asked if it hurt when he touched it. He poked it a few times and admitted he couldn’t find any pain.
This was encouraging!
I had him stand up to see if he could put some weight on it, but it buckled right away and he winced in pain. So I had him sit back down. Seconds later Liz came out went through the same routine but THIS time when she asked him to put some weight on it he could.
wha-what?!
He was jumping up and down on it and smiling! We went inside and he bounded up and down the stairs!!
So… what happened?!
I’m still not sure. I know that I’m grateful that we dodged a bullet on this and that he’s not hurt, but at the same time I wonder how he could have been miraculously be better when Liz asked. I have to wonder if I was encouraging him to be hurt. Maybe there was something I was doing that made him believe he was hurt.
Whatever.
The rest of the day was uninteresting. Very quiet. All’s well.
Sphere: Related ContentVery little.
The dog woke me up with his new trick. He’s finally come to understand that he’s allowed to come upstairs. All this time, he would never walk up the stairs because (I think) he thought he wasn’t allowed. A couple of days ago he started coming up to play with the girls and he bounced up on to the bed recently to show off for Liz. So this morning he started licking my face.
At 5:30am.
After taking him out I enjoyed a cat nap before actually getting up. The kids have had their Feb break this week and have had friends over and have gone to visit kids. Really I think they’ve had a pretty great week.
I ran a couple of errands earlier in the day with company provided by Peterman and Chloe. We saw that our favorite florist had a special of 20 dafodils for $4.99 — so we brought some home for Liz. There’s nothing like spring flowers in winter.
Then I came home and picked up the rest of the family and went over to Stoneham to get some new garbage cans and Liz had wanted to visit a healthfood store there. Also, a few days ago a car wash tore my car’s antenna right off the base. It was an after-market antenna and they actually had a sign up saying they weren’t responsible for antennas nor after-market products. So I spent $7.50 on a new one and installed it this afternoon.
Also our town is going to a “pay-as-you-throw” system for garbage removal. We’re going to have to put stickers on our bags or purchase special Melrose-only bags. This is how the city will have us pay for garbage removal. I’m kind of pissed about it because trash-pickup seems like one of those services that should just come with residency, you know? But anyway, right now I can still throw away as much as I want without having to pay extra. So I spent some time this afternoon cutting up scrap wood that’s been taking up space in my store room so I could throw them out.
We got about 3 inches of snow. Liz and I “shoveled” it. I put that in quotes because there was so little of it and it was so fluffy that, although we used shovels, it was really more like sweeping that shoveling.
We’re talking over the idea of renovating the upstairs bathroom. We’ve never liked it and we’re also starting to notice the other houses for sale in our town.
That’s about it. It was a pretty quiet day.
Sphere: Related ContentGet this. I actually had someone try the Jedi Mind trick on me this morning.
This guy comes over and says that he needs security to be able to do something, but he would prefer not to have to get a new approval from Mgt. for it.
“Say ‘yes’. Just say ‘yes’.”
He repeated this a couple of times and I think he actually made, what appeared to be a coincidental gesture with his hands.
I looked at him and smirked and said ” ‘These aren’t the droids you’re looking for’ — is that it? Are you trying your jedi mind trick on me? Your feeble jedi powers are no match for me!”
Then I gave him the permissions he was asking for.
I know, I’m a push-over for any Star Wars reference.
Sphere: Related ContentThe Dilbert Blog: Wisdom for Grads
Scott Adams, of Dilbert-fame, offers some advice for recent college grads.
Any takers?
Yep..thats right I said I need my nose broken. Little back story here, I had my nose broken with an aluminum baseball bat a couple of years ago (not a fight, a hapless softball game incident)and of course it broke, so I need someone to break my nose again to reset it, I think that’s how it works. The reason I need it done it because I guess my snoring has gotten out of control and I was told it would help if my nose was fixed, so there you have it.
In exchange I can offer any small handy projects or Electricial work (Yes I am licensed) Let me know if any one out can help or “nose” someone that can.
Thanx
Say it isn’t so!
