Tuesday, June 16, 2009

500th Post

Who knew there was so much random crap in me that I could produce 500 posts in 31 months. What does that work out to...16 or so per month? That's nearly one every other day; Go me!
In way of a celebration I ought to come up with a really memorable post or do something flashy...shouldn't I?
While I'm thinking about that, discuss amongst yourselves the really weird dream I had last night, or rather, early this morning. This time it was a family gathering, and apparently Danny Masterson (of That 70's Show) was Tarzan's brother. He was filling the place of QC, Tarzan's brother in real life. This is definitely NOT my usual type of guy. I think we've determined that my type of celebrity crush is nerdy, well groomed, and built. Danny is none of those:
His hair alone gives me the creeps. Not attractive at all. But he was in my dream since the whole thing revolved around us finding places to make out. We would start the kissing and then get interrupted by the phone or the door or the rain - indoors? - or other totally random stuff, like my having a head cold which was odd, and when one of us went to take care of the problem the other would wander away and we'd have to get organized again. My mother - don't ask what she was doing there since it was Tarzan's family - ran a radio station and was taking care of the kid in the studio while we were working on other things and we'd have to stop by periodically - on commercial breaks - to discuss things that I don't remember now. We must have done the circuit a half dozen times or so. The dream didn't really end, I sort of dissolved out during one of the interruptions and woke really disconcerted and out of place. I hate when the line between dream and life blurs. A minor consolation is that he was a good kisser...Any thoughts - any at all - as to what the *@^%$## is going on in my mind?
(We did spend some time with Tarzan's family - to see Grandpa who is amazingly hearty considering - last Sunday, but QC wasn't there and there was no kissing at all by anyone.)
The dentist's automated call service rang this morning to mention that they hadn't seen me in a while and did I want to schedule an appointment. I am really beginning to wonder about the record keeping abilities of this new place, though they do good work. I have had zero issues with the new crown. It's like it's not even there, and I appreciate that.
And while we're on the subject of my health care providers, I went to the ophthalmologist yesterday. He is a very different sort of doctor to all the rest that I have. They're all friendly and matter of fact, but the others stick to medical topics, except for my general physician, the one I have to see for a referral to the specialists, he mentions outside life once in a while. But my ophthalmologist is very political and direct and outspoken. First time I ever saw him, he walked in and asked what I thought about gun control. Not a hello, or a check to see if I was the right patient even, just, what did I think about gun control. Once I went in December, so I was wearing my Santa hat, which has USC on the front, and Trojans on the back. As the door is behind the patient chair, he thought I was advertising a very different corporation. The first time we met, he caught me off guard and I'm sure he thought I was a brainless chick, but now I know what to expect and I can give it back as well as he, so we had a nice chat yesterday about socializing medical care and what the new president is able to do about it and he had what I thought was an interesting idea - mostly because it had crossed my mind before - and how we could fix all the country's problems if a good person could be dictator for six months and set all the systems up that would make the people cared for and efficient and then let it go back to a democracy once everything was working well. As an aside, my eyes are great and he's really surprised considering how long I've been a diabetic and keep it up, thanks, see you in a year. He's a kick.
Big news! Stephanie J. Block's CD is finally out! It's called "This Place I Know" and I don't think I can tell you how excited I am. I reeeeally want to just buy it right now so I can have it, but then if I wait, someone will give it to me for my birthday or Christmas and that will solve many dilemmas all at once. Decisions, decisions.

This is me, mentioning nearly every subject of my 500 posts at least once today.

2 comments:

RHM said...

Not for nothing, 30 posts in a month...every November for the past 2 years has helped. And occassionally, you've put in 2 or 3 posts a day during November. So there's a lot of help getting you over that hump.

Rocketgirl said...

wow 500?? Go you! You lost me in that dream, although I think Danny Masterson is a tad cooler than the guy he replaced... I don't think Q could rock the perm look :)

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