For the Amateurs and the Lazy

Miscellaneous and Personal Stuff I Must Share
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The “the amateurs and the lazy” crack was Sibb’s. Honest.

The Journal of a Sick Man

Day One

Awfully tired this evening. Skin’s all sensitive. Like every hair on my body grew to be four inches long and it’s standing straight out. Like being covered with cat whiskers only not as much fun as it sounds. Maybe it’s just the dry air. Makes me all itchy and sensitive. Maybe a good night’s sleep would help.

Day Two

Oh yeah, dry air my ass. I’m sick. I knew it was coming last night, but ain’t denial wonderful? I guess a week and a half of having gack hacked on me every time I tie shoes or buckle someone into their car seat finally got the best of me. Sheesh, you keep your kid safe and well shod and this is the thanks you get. Lousy germ-factories.

Gotta stay hydrated. Black cherry Kool-Aid. One of the few Kool-Aid flavors not signified by color. Also, not one of my faves. Purple, green, orange, black cherry. Red not so good. Red-punch OK. Full day’s supply of vitamin C in every glass! Don’t have to worry about scurvy.

Headache. Nose filling up. Cough. Not so good.

Maybe if I take these cold pills I got the last time the Little Woman sent me out will do something. “Maximum strength” Sounds promising. I wonder why she doesn’t like them?

Day Three

Oh. That would be why she doesn’t like them. Very strange dream. Dirty socks, Soylent Green frozen pizzas, Ernest Borgnine, puppy cartons. That coupled with being able to feel the blood flow through my veins and the hammering of my heart did not make for a restful night.

Cold pill hangover. Having trouble keeping eyes and head in synch. Reading hard, can’t enjoy SDMB. (Gasp!)

That’s it! I give up! Going to bed at 6:00 this evening. It better help.

Day Four

Helped some. Not much.

Waking up in the middle of the night with chills didn’t help either. Extra comforter did help. Dreams not as good as last night

Mom volunteered to take Katcha for the day while Soupo’s at school. A day off. Woo! and Hoo!

What’s this? Non-“Maximum Strength” cold pills. Might help.

Ah! Can breathe some. Much better than gasping through my mouth all the time. I hate mouth-breathing. I wonder if I can sleep when I take these?

Day Five

Yes! I can sleep when I take the non-“Maximum Strength” cold pills. Have to re-dose in the middle of the night, but other than that, they’re Jake. Feeling much better today.

Day Six

Argh! Leprosy!
Under my nose is all broke out from all the blowing and wiping of the last week. Gah! Finally start to feel better, and now this! Figures.

Keep slathered with healing unguent, should help.

(End of Journal. No longer sick. Much.)
-Rue.

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Hope you’re expecting mothering and not flirting with this post. And now that I see how you pronounce my name I think that I’m required to kill you. But that’s sort of a hazy edict, so I’ll wait for the leprosy to clear up before making my final decision.

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Shibb. Shibb made that crack. Not me. ShibbOleth.

But then you’d know that if you followed the link. I guess I’m still not “firing on all six cylinders”.

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Dang, another stay of execution. I’ll put the previous mispronounciation down to the cold tablets and the stuffed nose.

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Wow, I didn’t know we had a six-cylinder model Rue! So, are you “turbo-charged?” <wink wink>

[sub]How’s that for flirting, Shibb?[/sub]

Poor poor Rue - all leprous and stuff on a Monday morning. Is chicken soup good for leprosy? I’ll make you some, if you’d like. Let me feel your forehead - have you got a fever? How about some hot cocoa? Soft blankie and fluffy pillows? Tell me what you need, sweetie!

[sub]How’s that for mothering, Shibb?[/sub]

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Okay, we’ll just call this the Oedipal thread from here on out.

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A hunnert views to garner 5 replies. Yeah Shibb, great idea having me start this thread. Sheesh.

Maybe it’ll get hijacked soon and get interesting.

Uhh… I had a grilled cheese sandwich for lunch.

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Mmm. I love grilled cheese. But it’s one of those dishes that everyone must prepare their own certain way.

So…how do you do grilled cheese, Rue?

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So, Rue, you’re saying that I was right to avoid the deer whistle thingys, but that I did it for the wrong reason?

Huh. You learn something new every day.

Crap. Wrong thread.

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Hey, it was generally a good idea. I can’t help it if you decide to use phlegm as a thesis. Maybe after people have had a chance to digest their grilled cheese (or ham in my case) sandwiches they’ll be more able to deal with the subject matter.

If ever a thread needed hijacking, this is the one…

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Now that I’ve digested my roast beef & gravy with homemade biscuit, rice, and salad::::: :smiley:

Rue I feel for ya too. Yesterday I was reduced to taking antihistamines to stop the ITCHING brought on by blooming things. Thirty minutes later I was so stoned I had trouble talking. So I went to bed. Whoa !! The dreams !! Sheesh. I don’t know which is better, itching & running or stoned and hallucinating.

Pass the chicken soup, FCM.

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It took you six days to type that post?! You must be sick. :smiley:

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I had sushi for lunch. The Japanese man behind the counter made it. I have no idea how to make sushi. I just know I like everything sushi like I have eaten except for the sea urchin. That tasted nasty and felt even nastier in my mouth. It’s kinda slimey like boiled okra but tasted like I had a mouthful of ocean, all salty and watery like too. I ate it, but never again. I can’t remember the names of the stuff I ate today cause I don’t have my sushi cheat sheet with me. My boss has it right now. We made a cheat sheet out of the sushi menu at the sushi place. What we did was take one of the menus and whenever we order something (we are sushi sharers) we mark it off on the sushi menu. Our goal is to try every type of sushi on the menu. That’s how I found out I didn’t like sea urchin, cause we did that already.

I did have something really good for lunch last Monday. It was a blt with grilled salmon and aioli (least I think that’s how it’s spelled). It was yum.

I had a beer with the blt salmon sammich cause I wasn’t working. I had water with lemon with the sushi I ate at lunch cause it’s a work day today. Oh and I had a Hershey bar with almonds at two o’clock. That was kinda like desert.

How’s that for a hijack?

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Swampbear . . . cool user name. I am attracted to it strangely. But then I read your post. How can you eat that crap? Ewwwwww!! And what’s to fixin it? It’s raw, right? You gut it, fillet it and slap it on a plate.

Me, I had a bologna sammich.
And speaking of phlegm, how do you pronounce it? I always thought it was “flem” but I have a relative who was sick and went on and on AND ON about her “fleem”. I was irritated to smithereens. Was she pronouncing it correctly?

And what about smithereens? Is it a place like, “I’m going to blow you to Timbuktu”? Or is it a state of being like, “I’m going to blow you to shreds”?

One needs to know these things.

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Copper_moon I form many strange attractions. Or is it I attract many strangers? Thanks for the compliment on the name. I am big, kinda hairy and live in a swamp (on the edge of one actually), hence the name.

Just so ya know, not all sushi is raw. You can stick to just the cooked kind if ya like. Me, I eat it all, cept for the nasty sea urchin. And maybe some other sushi stuff I haven’t eaten yet but don’t know if I like or not til I eat it.

Bologna is ick. It reminds me of a school lunchroom lunch from hell (or since this is mpsims can I only say heck?). It was called a bologna boat. It was a fried curled up piece of bologna with mashed potatoes sitting in the middle of it. See, the bologna was supposed to be a boat for the mashed potatoes. Don’t know why the potatoes needed a boat since they were only sitting in a school lunchroom tray and not like the middle of the Atlantic Ocean. For that matter, I don’t believe bologna would be all that good of a boat anyway.

In college when it snowed, we would take trays from the dining hall and go sledding down this big hill. We called it dining hall traying instead of sledding tho.

I pronounce phlegm “flem”. But mostly I just hack it up.

Smithereens is little bitty teeny tiny pieces, I think. I always thought you only got blown to smithereens. Didn’t know you could get other stuff to smithereens, but I like it.

That’s all for now.

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Copper_moon, your relative was being pretentious. It’s pronounced “flem”. Unless it’s at the beginning of phlegmatic*, and then it’s pronounced “fleg-mat-ik”.

How do you pronounce “bologna”?

And sushi is delicious, it just takes a little courage to try it the first time. It’s not the same as field stripping a catfish and slapping it on some rice. May I presume you’ve never actually tried it?

And “smithereens” is a state of being (apparently coming from Gaelic: smidirin), or a pop band. Depending on when and where you grew up.

Swampbear, where is Leesburg, sir? I thought that you were in Alabama for some reason. If you were in Alabama then I’d kind of expect the sushi to just be lake trout or catfish slapped on a moonpie. Oh, and I think that “aioli” is just Italian for garlic, right?

*There’s two related words that almost shouldn’t be related

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ShibbOleth the teeming metropolis that is Leesburg, GA is located in southwest GA. It sits right on top of Albany, GA, where I work. I get my sushi in Albany. Or as they say round here Albeeny. Lake trout or catfish slapped on a moonpie sounds kinda good and I gotta come up with something for supper tonight. Aioli is a garlicky mayonnaise type substance. I like it. I also like grits but I don’t think I want aioli in grits. Cheese yes, but aioli, I think not. Oh and I’m not real far from Alabama. Bout 50 miles to the state line from here. But I grew up on the Georgia/Alabama border, on the Georgia side. I could tell it was the Georgia side cause everybody wore shoes (most of the time), the roads were paved and the houses didn’t have front and rear axles. [sub]Did you hear about the Alabama state capitol burning down? Burned all the way to the axle![/sub]

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Ya know, swampbear, all this talk of sushi has me rethinking our future dinner engagement. But I do agree with you about the balogna. However, I don’t do sushi. No matter - I have picked out the place I’m going to let you take me to dine, so you better not come up with any flimsy excuse about your trip being put off or delayed or canceled or some other weaselly excuse.

For some reason, when I read “smithereens” I get a mental image of thousands of teeny, tiny Waylon Smitherses flying thru the air like so much confetti. There weren’t any mashed potatoes involved.

Incidentally, it’s 81 degrees in Jacksonville. You need to come here, Rue - that’ll healthy you up! I’d even let you take me to the same restaurant I plan to share with da bear!

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I actually have an Albany t-shirt in my closet (I know 'cause I was cleaning out the stuff I no longer wear last night). And strangely enough, we had a couple over to dinner last night that met in Albany (IIRC). If you put my current (real) location and Albany together you can probably determine that it’s not that big a coincidence, but still it’s something.

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bloney if it’s food, BUH-loney (and rolling of the eyes) if it’s a crock.

Yeah my relative is a little pretentious. She wants a Tahoe to drive. She pronounces it Tay-Ho though which is just BUH-loney. I tried correcting her because it’s like she’s trying not to cuss by saying A-hole. I told her it’s named after the lake. She looked at me, said, “Oh!” and commenced to talking about how it would be neat to have a red Tay-Ho. So I didn’t correct her by telling her the big mucus glob she was so fixated on was not Fleem. I figure why waste by time and unecessarily irritate her. I was sure she was going to shut up about it any minute. Not so.

And no I never had sushi, I’m not big on fish. I only like it if it tastes like chicken.
Hope you’re feeling better Rue.

If you’re feeling up to it. How 'bout a story? About bologna, sushi and smithereens. It would be nice to leave out the phlegm. But I leave it to your immpecable discretion.