I would quote Juliana Hatfield’s song, “Hotels” but I can’t remember the words.
We are staying over in Vermont tonight and we just checked into our hotel.
The old folks are here. Let the fun commence!
I would quote Juliana Hatfield’s song, “Hotels” but I can’t remember the words.
We are staying over in Vermont tonight and we just checked into our hotel.
The old folks are here. Let the fun commence!
I picked up my meds and took the first dose. My eye is killing me. Oh well.
I just need to pack up the car, top off my water bottle, and then we’re hittin’ the road to Vermont. Let’s go!
Scenes from downtown on the way to and from the pharmacy, just for roadtrippy fun.
So Robert, what’s the plan for this fine December Saturday?
Oh nothing…
First I pick up the antibiotic cream stuff that was prescribed for the mess that is my left eye (ouch). Then I put some clothes in a backpack and maybe some gas in the car and maybe pack up some protein bars and snacks and water bottles. You know, like you do.
Then Jen and I hop into the car and mosey on up to New Hampshire to pick up my mother in law. Then we mosey on over to Vermont to meet up with the kids.
Then, later tonight, it’s nothing special. We just go to see my step daughter, Bellana, perform with the Vermont Symphony Orchestra again. They are doing a string of holiday shows this weekend and tonight’s the night for us. She’s in the chorus. You know, the Vermont Symphony Orchestra Chorus. Nothing special.
(Your humble narrator takes a moment to squeal with pride and glee)
I mean… is your step daughter in the Vermont Symphony Orchestra Chorus? No? Oh. Groovy.
Road trip!
So the diagnosis is indeed conjunctivitis. Yippee. Asa bonus though, there is also another stye too. I guess I have one in each eye. Jackpot, or something.
Here is a picture of a cat to cheer my sick eyes up a little.
At an urgent care place. They are playing Xmas music. I would literally go insane if I worked here.
I’m taking bets on the diagnosis. The smart money is on conjunctivitis.
Piiiiiink eyeeeeeee.
I saw a post on one of the social media sites that I sort of use where someone was raving about this new app that simulates film photography. Hipstamatic.
New app? Dude, the app launched in 2009. Where you been?
I could use a nap too, you little furry animal you.
I just booked a doctor’s appointment for after work tonight.
I think I have…
Conjunctivitis.
In other words…
(say this like zombie Pip from the first Halloween episode of South Park)
Piiiiink eyeeeeeee.
Crud.
Ever since the nightmare that was election day last month I have let myself get pretty much completely out of touch with the rest of the world. I just sort of went into duck and cover mode and hid away from the news.
I am very much out of touch and starting to feel like I’m of no use.
Martial law in South Korea? The CEO of a US health insurance company gunned down on the streets of Manhattan in what appears to have been a targeted attack? This morning a Boston city council member was arrested by the Feds?
Okay. It’s time to wake up again. Enough of this bullshit.
Just do it, Robert. Also, just do it, everyone else.