Tag: gross

Parasite

During our first nice-weather family gathering in our new house (it was my step daughter’s birthday) my niece caught herself a tick. Her parents found it when they got home. Everyone else at the party checked for more, and no more were found.

Until today. I knew there was a chance, seeing as the kids and I all went outside to do some spring cleaning. This morning I found one of the little bastards digging into my gut. Yippee. Did it fall apart as I was pulling it off of me? Oh fer sure it did. Do I get to go make an appointment to get checked for lyme disease now? Ah hells yes I do!

Effin’ parasite.

Coffee is Gross

I took my laptop and a microphone to the kids’ karate tonight so that I could do some singing/writing in the car while waiting for the class to let out.  I drove over to the far side of the parking lot, set everything up, picked the song I wanted to work on, and started hiccuping.  Sing a line, hiccup.  Sing half a line, hiccup.  Sing a syllable, hiccup.  I couldn’t stand it anymore.  

Bill Nye the Science Guy taught me that the way to get rid of hiccups is to take five quick sips of water.  That always works for me.  I didn’t have any water (nothing is worse than needing to take a leak while waiting outside in 17 degree weather) and the only drink available was an 11 hour old cup of dunkin donuts iced coffee.  Damn, I grabbed it and sipped it five times. 

That was the single most disgusting moment of my life.  Never, ever, have I been that grossed out by anything.  I wanted to vomit.  I wanted to hurl.  I wanted to blow chunks all over the front of the car.  

The hiccups stopped though, and I was able to get a whole vocal done on RPMarch01.  Granted, it’s awful and I’ll have to do it again, but I got it done for now.

Weekend To Do List

I’m three hours and 39 minutes away from the weekend. This has been a hard fought week. Being the first full week in a while, thanks to holidays and sick days, it has seemed nearly endless. The end is in sight though.

There are a few things I want to get done this weekend. Here’s my list.

First: Do everything humanly possible to make my beautiful wife Jen feel better. She’s had three doctors look at her in the last eight days and still she doesn’t feel any better. I want so bad for her to get over this. I want my sweetie to be all better.

Second: Stop coughing all the time.

Third: Get a haircut ya hippie!

Forth: Take down the Christmas decorations. It’s time.

Fifth: Get the damn tire fixed.  It was time six months ago.

Sixth: I found out why the cat runs away anytime she gets caught in the cellar.  There is a little rug we have in front of the couch.  We very rarely sit on that couch, so this has been slipping past us for a while… but there are at least three places on the rug where little miss kitty lost her lunch.  That rug has got to go away now, bye bye.

Seventh: Does the cat have a similar hiding place in one of the closets?  I need to empty it and find out.

Eighth: Relax and enjoy a full weekend with the kids.

Hopefully I’ll get at least a couple of these items done this weekend.  We shall see.