I saw something like that when I was in the Navy. It seemed that on several days of the year, no matter what you went to sick bay for, you would come out wearing a cervical (snerk) collar. Sometimes it was eyepatches (and not on Talk Like A Pirate Day, either.) It was weird, like they had a bunch of medical supplies that they just had to get rid off, no matter what was really wrong with you.
And FCM we already know you’re nice. So tossing off a few off-colored remarks won’t change that nohow.
gotpasswords - we did discover that food helped, but when he needs a dose at 2 or 3 in the morning, making a snack isn’t a usual practice for us at that hour. I’m hoping in the next day or 2, he’ll be sleeping thru the night without meds. Time will tell.
He’s zonked out right now - I’m so glad when he’s able to get some sleep, the poor dear.
gardentraveler, I got a Toyota Prius.
Why yes, shouldn’t we be sipping tea, eating crumpets, and discussing ummm… what do non-juveniles discuss? Maybe my tummy isn’t that unhappy after all. Seems I’m hungry.
And on preview, I see scout has a new Prius. Neat! I like my little Sentra (despite it’s bum wheel), but eventually I’d love to have a hybrid. Especially a cool-looking one. Since I buy cars based on price, ability to get from point A to point B and likeliness of them to last a while, it’s going to be a while. In the meantime, I live through others…
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Forgot to mention that the new leather jerkin I made for myself was very well-received at Faire yesterday. It’s styled very similar to this red one but the color is much closer to the post he’s leaning on - a tan/brown mottled sort of hide with a non-shiny “naked” finish.
I plan on wearing it again this Saturday with my kilt, with hopes of trapping a bear or two. 
And shouldn’t mr de day be poking in to let us know what he found out on Friday? It was Friday, wasn’t it?
Yes it was Friday.
RUE, don’t leave these people hanging!
As the day goes on, I am losing my voice at an alarming rate. Normally, I have a semi-deep voice for a woman, kind of a Kathleen Turner sort of voice. When I lose my voice due to illness or overuse, however, I don’t get any of that growly, raspy sound. I just get deeper and breathier until the breath is all that’s left.
Since it’s past three o’clock, I’m the receptionist for the remainder of the day. My “Good afternoon, how may I help you?” is now sounding like I really mean “Welcome to 1-900-DIAL-A-HO, would you like me to tell you what I’m wearing?”
I have no real point to make … I’m just bored. 
Do you like it? Mr. SCL has ordered one, but we won’t get it until next month.
Finished putting the stuff in the hockey players apartments today - some of them are scheduled to arrive tonight. Training camp starts this Saturday.
The mega-spider is still outside the side door, so I’m hauling the trash out the back and around to the side. Wish I could get a good photograph of the web - this spider is talented.
Sprouted some barley and wheat grass for the cats - they are sitting and staring at it - not a one has eaten any. Why didn’t I get any normal cats? You would think that out of 8 cats, 1 would be normal.
Happy Birthday to those whose birthday it is.
Happy Canadian Thanksgiving to our Canada Dopers.
Well, a new car is ALWAYS cool. It’s definitely a lot different than a traditional car - lots of electronics. Lots of buttons. I’m getting used to driving it now, but initially it felt kind of weird.
But yeah, so far it’s fun.
I just processed and order for something called “Super Clamp with Stud.”
I desperately want one, but I’m afraid it isn’t what I’m hoping it is. Mostly because I know we don’t have any studs in the warehouse. 
Happy Birthday Ellen!
Wouldn’t a cervical collar be a pessary? If that’s what those things are and that’s where they go.
Plus, I’m back and I have no idea why. Sorta. See, wednesday I felt horrible, as those who actually read my posts know (the rest of you are sane and I’m okay with that). Turns out everything was wrong with me-- stress, hormones, and the flu ganged up on me but good. It’s all pretty much gone now, so you won’t need those anti-bacterial wipes. Felix Unger would have loved those things.
I have no idea why I’m back here, right now during my break. Last week the SDMB was blocked and this week it’s not. I will not be checking out any part of this very pretty horse I’ve just received, nope.
May I join your anti- organized-dancing group Draelin? Except I want a special hat because I don’t dance in public at all. Really, sex in public would be less horrifying to me. Folks’ll cut you some slack just for trying, which they will not do for dancing.
The last wedding I attended was great; not too long and even funny in parts. At the reception all the tables were named after favorite restaurants and most of us cousins ended up at the same table. Our table was B.J.'s Table and there were not enough <snerks> in the world. My cousin ate only a disappointing 2 1/2 entrees and then we grabbed the disposable cameras and took pictures of people we didn’t know. Also a picture of the letterboard after we re-arranged the letters more to our liking.
Now I really want a San Diego Dope Fest so I can pet Scout’s new car.
You are welcome to join. Since you don’t dance at all, you can hold our spot at the bar when “Bust A Move” comes on and the rest of us just can’t resist.
You’d be surprised what people will cut you slack for on the dance floor. One of the groomsmen, a dear friend of mine since high school, has absolutely no dancing ability. He has rhythm, and he really tries, but he looks like he’s having some sort of musical seizure. His girlfriend had the most priceless expression that perfectly mixed amusement and absolute horror. I had forgotten to warn her. I went to the prom with him, and I knew what she was in for.
But the man had enthusiasm, and on a dance floor full of white folk, that’ll get you further than you think.
No way! No fingerprints!
In my suitcase, mister. I may have been drinking, but I wasn’t that drinking. I did, however, change from my pants into sleeping shorts (I usually sleep naked, but there were other people that were going to be in the bed) in the living room, thus exposing my boxer-clad body.
Sure. 7 cervical, 12 thoracic, and 5 lumbar. (The only reason I remember that is the “People eat at 7, 12 and 5” mnemonic.
Leather jerkin? Sounds more like an activity than a garment. Are you coming to the Arkadelphia, AR to wear your kilt? I know of one bear that lives there…
A bear in a kilt. Suddenly I feel all swoony! I think I need a cold beer.
I have declared a moratorium on cooking new stuff. We have leftover pot roast, rotisserie chicken, potato soup, sketty with sauce, takeout Chinese, and now bean soup. I made a big pot o’bean soup today - yummmmmmm. But I’m not gonna cook anything new till we eat the leftovers.
Have I ever mentioned that I make goooooooood soups? Well, I do. I could host a SoupFest. mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm - soup!!
I’m back from another fun day of jury duty. I’ve been selected as juror for another trial. That’s all I can say for now.
I’m glad The Wedding from Hell was not.
I hope that FC Dad continues to improve.
Happy Birthday to Ellen Cherry and Sean’s Girlfriend!
I have a couple of funny stories to relate but mean ol’ Mr. Taters, who by the way is reading this as I type it, is kicking me off the GOOD computer and my daughter is on the other one. Perhaps I’ll actually get to relate these stories. Oh! Mr. Taters has also just informed me that I’m wasting his gaming computer on merely writing on a forum. I gots news for HIM! This is MY computer too. Now his silly ass is just going to have to wait for me.
Eh, I’m too nice…I’ll be back later.
Happy Happy Biiiiiiirthday
To Our Dear ELLEN !!!
The Man-Cub™ is slowly healing. His jaw is still rather misshapen and now sports an evil dark yellow bruise. Tonigh at the Mawl, he had some rice, lo mein and a bit of other fairly soft foods. Got him a tuxedo for Concert group he’s in. He’ll be one snappy floutist and yes of course, pictures must be posted that day ! I tell ya, it brought a tear to my eye to buy him his first cummerbun. However, the fellow isn’t finished growing yet, so this is a J.C. Penny Tuxedo. ( Who knew they sold em? ). Darned handsome looking and will likely hold up just fine for the half-dozen concerts he’ll wear it to till he out-sprouts it. Where do I donate a gently used Tux, anyway?
Saw " A History of Violence". It kinda meandered here and there and had some fairly shocking sex scenes- not quite the family fare I was looking for but hey, it’s Cronenberg so I get what I get.
I’m going to be involved in a rather interesting study, assuming they accept me. A local Center for Healing in NYC is going to run a study examining the use of bloodsucking leeches for pain reduction/elimination. I’m psyched !!! And of course, will keep all posted. Imagine ! Bloodsucking Leeches ! The mind reels.
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Leeches!!! Ewwwwww!!!
But hey, anything in the name of pain reduction,…I suppose. Glad it’s you and not me, is all I have to say.
Oh…and Mr. Taters, I believe you’ve played long enough. It’s now Taters’ turn to use the computer. (1/2 an hour is fair, right?)
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