I've torn/re-torn my rotator cuff about 4 times.
I went to physical therapy in lieu of surgery (which I couldn't afford due to lack of insurance), and when I found that I couldn't afford that, either, I decided to just try to do some exercises on my own, while taking it easy on my shoulder to keep it from tearing itself in half again.
I worked out vigilantly with weights earlier this year in a weight-loss effort that has stalled due to a decided lack of facilities in my immediate living area. I was careful not to lift any more than my shoulder told me I could. I spent a lot of time looking like a puss, but no injuries happened, and I was able to get to 55-lb tricep curls, which I viewed as a pretty big accomplishment, all things considered.
Apparently the weights strengthened the muscles enough that they were able to heal, which is nice, because I can lift things with both arms again. This is an ability which made moving out of my dorm that much easier earlier this month, and something I was excited about.
Well, apparently everything healed in the wrong position, and now I'm having what I assume to be nerve-damage-related pains. Funny that these never happened while I was working out.
I thought about AD's adventures with pain-med seekers when someone said to me this morning, "Honey, are you okay? You're white as a sheet!"
The good thing about the pain is that it's not constant, though my muscles tensing up at the first onset is causing some pretty heinous knots to form in my back and neck on the right side .
The bad thing is that it doesn't respond to anti-inflammatory medication...or NSAIDs, or whatever you call them. One night a few weeks ago I spent two hours in a luxurious hotel bed, unable to enjoy my surroundings or sleep because I was in so much pain I couldn't see straight. I had taken 550mg of naproxen (the prescription my doctor gave me when I told him I was bedridden with cramps...thanks, doc, it didn't help a bit) along with 2 extra-strength Tylenol. My liver was twitching, but my shoulder's condition didn't change.
The pain comes when it wants, and leaves when it wants. No amount of positioning or stretching will hasten its departure.
I need a massage for these knots, but I'm afraid of what will happen when someone digs their elbow into my shoulder blade. Will it set off a chain reaction in the nerves that will cause my shoulder to start hollerin' again?
The part, for me, that causes the most frustration is that I don't know when the pain's going to happen. It's happened 3 times today. Sometimes I can go weeks without feeling it. There is no list of set activities that I can avoid to keep from being in pain. And when it hurts, I can't do anything but sit there and try not to throw up.
I mean, the endorphin rush I get when the pain finally dissipates is pretty cool, but damn. :-P
Edit: I should mention that there's some irony here that people who aren't around me all the time wouldn't automatically "get": I work in the biologics department of one of the world's biggest suppliers of prosthetic items to repair broken bones and damaged tendons, including a product that's apparently been blessed by Jesus (sarcasm...don't come lynch me) because when used in rotator cuff repair, it has no equal in terms of how it helps the patient heal.
I broke my toe last May while working here. Guess what else they manufacture? Yep: prosthetic toes and screws to repair that sort of thing.
O GOD MY LIFE.
Thursday, May 31, 2007
Wednesday, May 30, 2007
No one tagged me, but I wanted to try this meme out.
1. Go to the Billboard #1 Hits listings
2. Pick the year you turned 18
3. Get yourself nostalgic over the songs of the year
4. Pick 5 songs and write something about how these songs affected you
5. Pass it on to 5 more friends
I turned 18 in 2001. Stop laughing. No, seriously...I know I'm a youngin'. Shup.
That was a BAD year for music, but I'll try my best.
1 - "Follow Me" - Uncle Kracker: I remember hearing this song on a bus in Chattanooga while on a band trip. My friend turned to me and said something like, "My boyfriend says this is our song." We then proceeded to crack up, because this is a song about an adulteress who has a possibly abusive husband and is fooling around with the narrator. Now every time I hear this song or "Lips of an Angel", I can't help but laugh at the fact that someone thought those songs were appropriate for soft-rock love stations, and high-schoolers everywhere are listening to nothing but the chorus and using these lyrics to proclaim their undying love to someone they might date for another 2 weeks before deciding that they're "over it" (as my friend and her boyfriend ended up doing).
2 - "Fallin'" - Alicia Keys: I LOVED singing this song. I hated the video, but the song was really fun to sing. I'd stand at the stove when no one else was home and belt it out while making my lunch...and when I hit the part that goes, "...I start faaaaaalllin' back in love with you...", my grandfather's cat would rush out from wherever she was and start biting my foot. It never failed. So I stopped wandering around the house barefoot, and after the first chomp of the rubber on my shoe, the cat stopped trying.
3 - "Whenever, Wherever" - Shakira: My boyfriend-at-the-time and I were watching this video one day while eating, and he suddenly stopped, put his pizza on his plate, and said, "She has a really big ass", then went back to eating as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened.
4 - "Drops of Jupiter" - Train: Let me get this out of the way - ever since "Meet Virginia", Train has been on my shit list as far as bands go. They're annoying, the lyrics are horrible, and they're so formulaic as to make me want to puke. Sure, I like songs by bands who do this same thing, but they're not so damned smug about it. Anyway, I'd never really paid attention to any of the lyrics of this song, but my BATT's best-friend's girlfriend (didja get that?) pointed out to me that the guy's singing about fried chicken and soy lattes. After that, I'd change the station when the song came on rather than blankly hearing it and waiting for the next song.
THEN, at karaoke one night, a regular got up and sang it, and boy was she into it...and I kind of made a crack about it to a guy friend (also a regular), and he said in a VERY serious voice: "She sings that song for her brother. He died last year." Whoops.
5 - "Hanging by a Moment" - Lifehouse: This was the song that BATT and I attributed to ourselves. I still get a twinge of sadness when I hear it, because our relationship ended under really stupid and preventable circumstances - but it's one of those "formulaic" songs that I still keep on heavy rotation on my iPod simply because I like it, regardless of its prior meaning. Did I mention I can totally rock out a baritone voice range? It's fun to sing to, as well.
I'm not tagging anyone, because no one tagged me. I have a feeling that everyone who was going to participate already has, so I'll say that if you haven't yet posted this, feel free to at your leisure.
2. Pick the year you turned 18
3. Get yourself nostalgic over the songs of the year
4. Pick 5 songs and write something about how these songs affected you
5. Pass it on to 5 more friends
I turned 18 in 2001. Stop laughing. No, seriously...I know I'm a youngin'. Shup.
That was a BAD year for music, but I'll try my best.
1 - "Follow Me" - Uncle Kracker: I remember hearing this song on a bus in Chattanooga while on a band trip. My friend turned to me and said something like, "My boyfriend says this is our song." We then proceeded to crack up, because this is a song about an adulteress who has a possibly abusive husband and is fooling around with the narrator. Now every time I hear this song or "Lips of an Angel", I can't help but laugh at the fact that someone thought those songs were appropriate for soft-rock love stations, and high-schoolers everywhere are listening to nothing but the chorus and using these lyrics to proclaim their undying love to someone they might date for another 2 weeks before deciding that they're "over it" (as my friend and her boyfriend ended up doing).
2 - "Fallin'" - Alicia Keys: I LOVED singing this song. I hated the video, but the song was really fun to sing. I'd stand at the stove when no one else was home and belt it out while making my lunch...and when I hit the part that goes, "...I start faaaaaalllin' back in love with you...", my grandfather's cat would rush out from wherever she was and start biting my foot. It never failed. So I stopped wandering around the house barefoot, and after the first chomp of the rubber on my shoe, the cat stopped trying.
3 - "Whenever, Wherever" - Shakira: My boyfriend-at-the-time and I were watching this video one day while eating, and he suddenly stopped, put his pizza on his plate, and said, "She has a really big ass", then went back to eating as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened.
4 - "Drops of Jupiter" - Train: Let me get this out of the way - ever since "Meet Virginia", Train has been on my shit list as far as bands go. They're annoying, the lyrics are horrible, and they're so formulaic as to make me want to puke. Sure, I like songs by bands who do this same thing, but they're not so damned smug about it. Anyway, I'd never really paid attention to any of the lyrics of this song, but my BATT's best-friend's girlfriend (didja get that?) pointed out to me that the guy's singing about fried chicken and soy lattes. After that, I'd change the station when the song came on rather than blankly hearing it and waiting for the next song.
THEN, at karaoke one night, a regular got up and sang it, and boy was she into it...and I kind of made a crack about it to a guy friend (also a regular), and he said in a VERY serious voice: "She sings that song for her brother. He died last year." Whoops.
5 - "Hanging by a Moment" - Lifehouse: This was the song that BATT and I attributed to ourselves. I still get a twinge of sadness when I hear it, because our relationship ended under really stupid and preventable circumstances - but it's one of those "formulaic" songs that I still keep on heavy rotation on my iPod simply because I like it, regardless of its prior meaning. Did I mention I can totally rock out a baritone voice range? It's fun to sing to, as well.
I'm not tagging anyone, because no one tagged me. I have a feeling that everyone who was going to participate already has, so I'll say that if you haven't yet posted this, feel free to at your leisure.
Tuesday, May 29, 2007
YGTBKM
Wisconsin city planners don't know how to spell.
This isn't world news or anything particularly important. I was doing data entry and realized that someone, in their infinite wisdom, had misspelled the name of a common midwestern bird. I sat there staring at Mapquest for a good 3 minutes trying to figure out who in their right mind would have let that street name request go through.
Another highlight of the data entry? The overwhelming substitution of "there" for "their".
*headdesk*
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Cindy Sheehan gives up after 2 years of protests against the war in memory of her son, Casey.
Just read it. As someone said to me earlier, the Democrats used her, then turned on her and shit on her when her protests no longer aligned with what they wanted.
And think about it: there are so many other parents, brothers, sisters, wives, husbands, and children who are going through the SAME THING Cindy did. And she cared enough to stand up and try to figure out why.
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Bar in Australia bans heterosexual patrons.
If that's the owner's preference, then that's fine...I mean, whatever. You own the building, so do what you want.
Here's my issue: how in the hell can you TELL? "You don't dress well enough to be gay..." or "...you're not butch enough to be a lesbian"? What the hell?
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Tennessee wants tolls to help with road repairs.
Tolls are cited as an alternative to raising gas taxes, which people have been complaining about.
Think about that for a minute.
We're not going to get any relief anywhere else. They're just going to tack on more money to travel in this state. People aren't going to complain about that?
And we already have a $700 million dollar SURPLUS.
What the hell are they doing with that money? I don't get it.
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U.S. Citizens will be required to undergo security checks for proof of eligibility of employment after that stupid immigration bill goes into effect.
The best part is that if they make a mistake on your record, and it's in there that you're not eligible to work, the mistake likely won't get fixed.
Nice, huh?
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New tell-all book (sounds like a tabloid, eh?) outlines U.S. plans to trick Americans into wanting to go to war with Cuba in the 60s.
I'll echo someone else on this, too: what makes you think they're not doing the same thing now? Obviously they're capable, and with all of the cover-up, shut-up-and-be-a-good-american, don't-defend-the-constitution bullshit going on, it's entirely possible that this has already happened.
Not to sound like a conspiracy theorist...but the drama practically writes itself.
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Why richies shouldn't be in charge of government spending.
Did you see that number? 1.3 TRILLION dollars in debt. TRILLION.
I'm kind of sick.
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Restauranteers claim that Jack in the Box alludes to Angus beef being from a cow's ass. So they're suing.
Here's my deal with this: if JitB wanted to allude to themselves being any better than another restaurant for their choice of beef, don't you think they would NOT use Angus after calling it cow's ass?
Someone making a circle with a pen while saying "Angus" doesn't mean "anus", dumbasses.
Get a clue.
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Illinois steals money from welfare program to pay for unconstitutional legislation.
That legislation that says that video games should be restricted (something along those lines...it's something really stupid that the people who say video games cause murders wanted to put through) was short some money this year.
So the government, in its infinite wisdom, raided the money used for Welfare to pay for the program.
...buh?
I don't agree with Welfare, but, uh...if you're going to have it in place, shouldn't you honor it above something that's unconstitutional?
Oh, wait...that would be un-fascist of you. Carry on, then. *rolls eyes*
This isn't world news or anything particularly important. I was doing data entry and realized that someone, in their infinite wisdom, had misspelled the name of a common midwestern bird. I sat there staring at Mapquest for a good 3 minutes trying to figure out who in their right mind would have let that street name request go through.
Another highlight of the data entry? The overwhelming substitution of "there" for "their".
*headdesk*
___________________
Cindy Sheehan gives up after 2 years of protests against the war in memory of her son, Casey.
Just read it. As someone said to me earlier, the Democrats used her, then turned on her and shit on her when her protests no longer aligned with what they wanted.
And think about it: there are so many other parents, brothers, sisters, wives, husbands, and children who are going through the SAME THING Cindy did. And she cared enough to stand up and try to figure out why.
___________________
Bar in Australia bans heterosexual patrons.
If that's the owner's preference, then that's fine...I mean, whatever. You own the building, so do what you want.
Here's my issue: how in the hell can you TELL? "You don't dress well enough to be gay..." or "...you're not butch enough to be a lesbian"? What the hell?
___________________
Tennessee wants tolls to help with road repairs.
Tolls are cited as an alternative to raising gas taxes, which people have been complaining about.
Think about that for a minute.
We're not going to get any relief anywhere else. They're just going to tack on more money to travel in this state. People aren't going to complain about that?
And we already have a $700 million dollar SURPLUS.
What the hell are they doing with that money? I don't get it.
___________________
U.S. Citizens will be required to undergo security checks for proof of eligibility of employment after that stupid immigration bill goes into effect.
The best part is that if they make a mistake on your record, and it's in there that you're not eligible to work, the mistake likely won't get fixed.
Nice, huh?
___________________
New tell-all book (sounds like a tabloid, eh?) outlines U.S. plans to trick Americans into wanting to go to war with Cuba in the 60s.
I'll echo someone else on this, too: what makes you think they're not doing the same thing now? Obviously they're capable, and with all of the cover-up, shut-up-and-be-a-good-american, don't-defend-the-constitution bullshit going on, it's entirely possible that this has already happened.
Not to sound like a conspiracy theorist...but the drama practically writes itself.
___________________
Why richies shouldn't be in charge of government spending.
Did you see that number? 1.3 TRILLION dollars in debt. TRILLION.
I'm kind of sick.
___________________
Restauranteers claim that Jack in the Box alludes to Angus beef being from a cow's ass. So they're suing.
Here's my deal with this: if JitB wanted to allude to themselves being any better than another restaurant for their choice of beef, don't you think they would NOT use Angus after calling it cow's ass?
Someone making a circle with a pen while saying "Angus" doesn't mean "anus", dumbasses.
Get a clue.
___________________
Illinois steals money from welfare program to pay for unconstitutional legislation.
That legislation that says that video games should be restricted (something along those lines...it's something really stupid that the people who say video games cause murders wanted to put through) was short some money this year.
So the government, in its infinite wisdom, raided the money used for Welfare to pay for the program.
...buh?
I don't agree with Welfare, but, uh...if you're going to have it in place, shouldn't you honor it above something that's unconstitutional?
Oh, wait...that would be un-fascist of you. Carry on, then. *rolls eyes*
Monday, May 28, 2007
Aaaaaaand we're back.
The wedding was awesome. I went to an actual Ren Faire. Then I ate Greek food that didn't make me want to gag.
Then Danny and I drove allllllll the way home with no air conditioning this morning/afternoon.
And I wonder why I started having dizzy spells several hours ago. It's okay - a nap fixed it.
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People are horrified left and right by my desire to exercise my 2nd Amendment rights.
I feel like Cartman in the South Park movie: "What's the big fuckin' deal? It doesn't hurt anybody."
I mean, obviously a gun CAN hurt someone, but you get my drift. Carrying a weapon in and of itself does not guarantee that someone will become injured.
When I'm asked if I'm nervous about carrying a gun, I ask a question back: "Why should I be?" It's an arrogant a flippant retort, yes, but it encourages them to tell me what's on their minds...what do they envision a gun owner to be? And most importantly, why would they think that I, of all the people they know, should be nervous?
The reply I get back, almost every time (with some variation) is: "Aren't you afraid of shooting innocent people?"
Would a *headdesk* be inappropriate here?
I'm aware that, with as crime-riddled as Memphis is, a lot of people freak out at the sight of a gun even in just a photograph, because to a lot of us here, gun = robbery. Gun = senseless murder. You get my drift. This isn't the best city in which to be a young, unarmed female. I'm not a small person, but due to my genetic propensity toward looking as though I'm ripe for baby-bearing, people assume that I'm weak and/or promiscuous, even though I don't dress in much other than jeans and men's tee shirts.
And when, like me, the added risk of a stalker is added (ex-military, at that), the question of safety really starts to become an issue. And while people can understand the fear aspect of that equation, they can't understand my desire to protect myself.
The mind, it boggles.
Just as an aside, but still on-topic, a law was just signed into effect in Tennessee (like, literally 5 days ago) that says that any Tennesseean has a right to defend themselves in any area in which they have a legal right to be. It's touted as a "castle doctrine", but the wording suggests that if you're on a public street and someone accosts you, you can defend yourself in any way necessary without prosecution. It's a law that gives victims the benefit of the doubt.
Why is this significant for me to write in here? Because it means that being able to carry a concealed weapon is now worth something more than it was prior to that law coming into effect.
Now, if I'm out and about and happen to be alone (or with someone...whichever...though this particular scenario is more likely to happen if I'm by myself, because this guy's kind of a puss), and my friendly neighborhood Stalker Ex-Boyfriend happens upon me with no good will in mind, I can LEGALLY, without question, take matters into my own hands should he decide to try to physically harm me. That's a large weight off of my shoulders, especially given the history of this particular person's harassment methods (staying JUST within the law, which he told me via email that he intended to do...not that that helps me where the police are concerned).
It's the little things, yo.
And I really do hope that the only place I ever shoot a gun is in a range. I hope I never HAVE to use it.
Then Danny and I drove allllllll the way home with no air conditioning this morning/afternoon.
And I wonder why I started having dizzy spells several hours ago. It's okay - a nap fixed it.
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People are horrified left and right by my desire to exercise my 2nd Amendment rights.
I feel like Cartman in the South Park movie: "What's the big fuckin' deal? It doesn't hurt anybody."
I mean, obviously a gun CAN hurt someone, but you get my drift. Carrying a weapon in and of itself does not guarantee that someone will become injured.
When I'm asked if I'm nervous about carrying a gun, I ask a question back: "Why should I be?" It's an arrogant a flippant retort, yes, but it encourages them to tell me what's on their minds...what do they envision a gun owner to be? And most importantly, why would they think that I, of all the people they know, should be nervous?
The reply I get back, almost every time (with some variation) is: "Aren't you afraid of shooting innocent people?"
Would a *headdesk* be inappropriate here?
I'm aware that, with as crime-riddled as Memphis is, a lot of people freak out at the sight of a gun even in just a photograph, because to a lot of us here, gun = robbery. Gun = senseless murder. You get my drift. This isn't the best city in which to be a young, unarmed female. I'm not a small person, but due to my genetic propensity toward looking as though I'm ripe for baby-bearing, people assume that I'm weak and/or promiscuous, even though I don't dress in much other than jeans and men's tee shirts.
And when, like me, the added risk of a stalker is added (ex-military, at that), the question of safety really starts to become an issue. And while people can understand the fear aspect of that equation, they can't understand my desire to protect myself.
The mind, it boggles.
Just as an aside, but still on-topic, a law was just signed into effect in Tennessee (like, literally 5 days ago) that says that any Tennesseean has a right to defend themselves in any area in which they have a legal right to be. It's touted as a "castle doctrine", but the wording suggests that if you're on a public street and someone accosts you, you can defend yourself in any way necessary without prosecution. It's a law that gives victims the benefit of the doubt.
Why is this significant for me to write in here? Because it means that being able to carry a concealed weapon is now worth something more than it was prior to that law coming into effect.
Now, if I'm out and about and happen to be alone (or with someone...whichever...though this particular scenario is more likely to happen if I'm by myself, because this guy's kind of a puss), and my friendly neighborhood Stalker Ex-Boyfriend happens upon me with no good will in mind, I can LEGALLY, without question, take matters into my own hands should he decide to try to physically harm me. That's a large weight off of my shoulders, especially given the history of this particular person's harassment methods (staying JUST within the law, which he told me via email that he intended to do...not that that helps me where the police are concerned).
It's the little things, yo.
And I really do hope that the only place I ever shoot a gun is in a range. I hope I never HAVE to use it.
Sunday, May 27, 2007
I take lots of pictures of the sky.
This one was Friday afternoon, somewhere in Arkansas. West Memphis? Who cares. It was pretty.
Sign in Missouri: "Angry Bees Ahead. Do Not Stop."
Friday, May 25, 2007
YGTBKM, and another absence...
Cleric calls it like he sees it regarding the war in Iraq.
Is it bad that I totally giggled? Not out of disrespect for this guy - I believe he has a somewhat valid point - but the fact that he's so POLITE about it: "hey guys, those people from that other country are trying to stay here as long as possible, and we really don't need that. so can you stop fighting with them, please? yeah, that'd be greeeeeat."
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Gas station owner stages protest against high gas prices by closing his pumps for the day.
Remember that whole "Don't Buy Gas on May 15th!" thing? Do you know anyone who paid attention, save a few college-aged and high-school-aged kids who don't pay for their own gas, anyway? Me, either.
I have a Facebook, and I saw a TON of people sign up for a group devoted to that particular protest, and in response, I wrote a note basically saying that it was the dumbest thing I'd ever heard of.
Look at the facts: if EVERYONE in the country doesn't buy gas on one day, they're going to fill up some other random day, anyway, so no one really loses any money. You're just delaying the money's imminent arrival by a day or so...or even not affecting it at all, as some people will fill up their tanks in anticipation of the protest, because no one wants to be stranded for the sake of a Hippie Gas Holiday.
To me, this guy's effort is going to have the same result. People will fill up at his station the next day, or within the next week or so, and things will be business as usual.
I would LOVE to see some sort of protest actually work, because I know that gas prices right now ARE artificial. I could believe them being like, $1.50 per gallon, MAYBE. But we're not running low on gas right now, y'all. We have a refinery down, but there's no freakin' way it would drive costs up that much.
Personally, I only buy gas from independent stations. I don't buy from Shell, Exxon, BP, or any of the other big names. I know the smaller stations get their gas from the same sources. It might not make any difference at all, but it makes ME feel better even while my bank account is being raped.
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Another Ohio execution is "botched" as staff struggle to search for veins in 250+lb condemned inmate.
I have some advice for them: get someone from Lifeblood to do the sticking for you.
Their JOB is to find veins. And if they can get a gusher on me, someone who's notorious in doctors offices for being a 30-minute stick job, then they can sure as hell find a vein on anyone else.
In the meantime, maybe the electric chair should be brought back. There seems to be a decidedly smaller margin of error on those things.
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Smoking not allowed in 84% of homes, by choice of the homeowner.
And someone's going to cite this as a good reason for smoking to be banned everywhere, even though the example I get from it is that property owners are more than capable of choosing what they want done in their buildings.
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I will, once again, be out of town this weekend for a wedding. And, again, you will probably not hear anything from me until next week. I have no cute animal pictures to post here to sate you until then...sorry.
I will probably have some photos to post when I get back, though. St. Louis (again), ahoy!
"Pay attention: This is an important point," he said. "As far as I know, the occupation is behind this, creating an excuse for it to stay in our beloved Iraq. So don't give it a reason, please."
Is it bad that I totally giggled? Not out of disrespect for this guy - I believe he has a somewhat valid point - but the fact that he's so POLITE about it: "hey guys, those people from that other country are trying to stay here as long as possible, and we really don't need that. so can you stop fighting with them, please? yeah, that'd be greeeeeat."
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Gas station owner stages protest against high gas prices by closing his pumps for the day.
Remember that whole "Don't Buy Gas on May 15th!" thing? Do you know anyone who paid attention, save a few college-aged and high-school-aged kids who don't pay for their own gas, anyway? Me, either.
I have a Facebook, and I saw a TON of people sign up for a group devoted to that particular protest, and in response, I wrote a note basically saying that it was the dumbest thing I'd ever heard of.
Look at the facts: if EVERYONE in the country doesn't buy gas on one day, they're going to fill up some other random day, anyway, so no one really loses any money. You're just delaying the money's imminent arrival by a day or so...or even not affecting it at all, as some people will fill up their tanks in anticipation of the protest, because no one wants to be stranded for the sake of a Hippie Gas Holiday.
To me, this guy's effort is going to have the same result. People will fill up at his station the next day, or within the next week or so, and things will be business as usual.
I would LOVE to see some sort of protest actually work, because I know that gas prices right now ARE artificial. I could believe them being like, $1.50 per gallon, MAYBE. But we're not running low on gas right now, y'all. We have a refinery down, but there's no freakin' way it would drive costs up that much.
Personally, I only buy gas from independent stations. I don't buy from Shell, Exxon, BP, or any of the other big names. I know the smaller stations get their gas from the same sources. It might not make any difference at all, but it makes ME feel better even while my bank account is being raped.
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Another Ohio execution is "botched" as staff struggle to search for veins in 250+lb condemned inmate.
I have some advice for them: get someone from Lifeblood to do the sticking for you.
Their JOB is to find veins. And if they can get a gusher on me, someone who's notorious in doctors offices for being a 30-minute stick job, then they can sure as hell find a vein on anyone else.
In the meantime, maybe the electric chair should be brought back. There seems to be a decidedly smaller margin of error on those things.
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Smoking not allowed in 84% of homes, by choice of the homeowner.
And someone's going to cite this as a good reason for smoking to be banned everywhere, even though the example I get from it is that property owners are more than capable of choosing what they want done in their buildings.
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I will, once again, be out of town this weekend for a wedding. And, again, you will probably not hear anything from me until next week. I have no cute animal pictures to post here to sate you until then...sorry.
I will probably have some photos to post when I get back, though. St. Louis (again), ahoy!
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