1969 chevrolet impala
booted up my computer for a change. been a while. found a catalog of pictures from the foursquare church show back in june. apparently i haven’t done anything with them, after driving out to whittier on a hot day. guess i got busy and forgot about them.
another show that has shrunk over the years. probably was another show the same day, i can’t remember.
check out the pinstriping and airbrushing on this kustom oldies car. pretty sweet.
it’s that time of year again. bah humbug.
mom’s birthday.
five years since dad died.
if i have to hear another version of that insipid, vapid, vacuous, intolerable chorus of “time for me to come home” song on just about every one of the damn hallmark channel movies my mom watches, it will be too soon. nasally renditions just hurting my eardrums echoing “christmas, christmas…” thanks, blake. hear cash registers ring.
i suppose the song is ok. the lyrics aren’t that bad. it’s just the chorus that is the nails on the chalkboard, depending on the singer.
better half had some days off, and still managed to get called in to work three of the five days. the first day, he ended up being awake for twenty-four hours.
he’s supposed to go back to normal hours tomorrow, but he started feeling really fatigued yesterday, and today he’s running a fever.
i suppose i’ll catch it in a few days.
good thing it’s “christmas, christmas,” so i won’t be working anyway. somehow my illnesses always happen when i have the opportunity to relax and unwind.
not many people working at my office next week, so it will be quiet for me. mostly uninterrupted catch up work, i never seem to be able to get to.
i continue to heal from my accident. another set of MRIs should give the doc more info on treating my arm problems.
had an eeg done of my brain, which consisted of something akin to a swim cap with some sketchy pins poked in all over it—i picture hellraiser, though not as cool.
first bit was eyes closed while they did a flashing light show, i guess to map parts of my noggin that noticed. followed by eyes closed and some questions asked for fifteen minutes.
i imagined the doctor should have said, “electricity will now be passed through your body. may god have mercy on your soul. roll on two.”
better half observed. he confirmed that there may be something in my skull, or else they were playing some cool video game.
