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Archive for September, 2008
Worth A Thousand Words
Ever
have one of those days when you throw all caution to the wind and say what comes to your mind the second it comes to your mind?
Uhm… I had one of those days yesterday.
My wife was using my laptop. On that laptop, we both have user accounts, as does our 17 year old son.
Wifey: Why does your account have your picture and our son’s account has his picture, but my account has a picture of a dog?
Me: I don’t know. I was afraid to pick a picture you wouldn’t like.
Wifey: But a dog?
Me: Well, it is a female dog…
Wifey: (Cold, murderous stare that says “Why don’t you just go to bed and get a good night’s sleep… oh, and pay no mind to these rusty, blunt scissors.”)
Me: What?!? What did I say?
For some reason she was insulted.
P.S. I wrote this post on September 8 and scheduled it to be published in the future… September 9 to be specific. I’ve gotten enough feedback, verbal and written, over yesterday’s post that I feel the need to add a little editorial note to re-establish my neutrality, or indifference as the case may be, with regards to who pays the price for my smartass-ous-ness. There have been plenty of posts here and there where I was on the receiving end of a verbal jab… all in the name of humouring you, my adoring public. I will attempt to curb the collateral damage as best I can. (This rationalization comes to you courtesy of the letter “Y”, the number “12″, the warning comment from Deb, the wagged finger and scolding comments from Kym, and the confused stare from Gary.)
They Call It Yellow Jello
Lights… camera…. swallow!
My wife had a capsule endoscopy procedure done today. It’s a medical procedure where a camera inside a pill-sized capsule is swallowed to give the doctors a good visualization of the digestive tract. She had to wear a harnessed computer with and octopus of sensor tentacles taped across her upper torso that would receive the images transmitted by the capsule from inner space. She wore this for 8 hours today.
To prep for this, she had to fast… and be flushed out. She had to drink this Pico-Salax shtuff to make way for the camera and the clarity of the photos it would share. I can’t speak for her experience, but in preparation for another slightly more intrusive procedure myself, I had to take this wonderful stuff. Ironically, it tastes like shit. After you drink it, you have to follow it up with Lake Huron. The water flowed through me faster with each glass I would consume.
Eventually, the water was not only clear when it came out the other end, it was still cold. Try it sometime… it’s a great party trick. But I digress…
She had been fasting since yesterday morning… having nothing but water, white cranberry juice and lemon flavoured Jello. Having been there before, I figured I had license to do a little playful ribbing, humming “They call it yellow Jello…quite rightly. They call it yellow Jello…” “Oh, honey, don’t be jealous of this sandwich… really, it’s not so good. I cut this home-made bread a little too thick, the peanut butter is creamy, and the jam is sweet. Not very good.”
The poor girl. She suffered it out though, like a trooper. She had to wait four hours after she swallowed the pill to have a glass of water, and another four hours before she could eat. That would make it 36 hours between meals. Eight hours and thirty seconds after she swallowed the pill, she was face and eyes into a plate of homemade macaroni and cheese.
You guessed it, “They call it yellow elbows…. with cheddar. They call it yellow elbows!”
Procrastination Destination
I’ve written about procrastination before. It was a short post and I intended to come back to the topic to expand. I just never got around to it.
Seriously. Procrastination is a real problem for me. There’s plenty of stuff, particularly around the house, that needs to be done and that I keep putting off. They say that the first step to a cure is admitting you have a problem. Uhm… I could write a post a day for a year, each on a different topic, and not get past that first step on any of them. But, I’ll try not to let that get me off topic. Actually, that IS the topic.

One of the main reasons I procrastinate is that there are so many projects I want to start and so many chores that need to be attacked, that I sometimes get simply overwhelmed and don’t start any of them. It’s simply so much easier to make a peanut butter and jam sammich, pour a glass of milk, grab the remote control and watch reruns of Two And A Half Men. And while the food is yummy and it’s fun to watch Charlie make a fool of Alan, it doesn’t get shit done.
If the first step to a cure is admitting you have a problem, then the second step must be to make a list of the things you must do to fix the problem. In my case, that list is my anti-procrastination to-do list. So… here goes:
- Finish scanning my photos: I’ve done this in spurts, but it’s been on my mental to-do list for two years.. Lately I’ve started it up again, but there still plenty that need to be done.
- Organize my basement and shed: I’ve also done this in spurts. Occasionally, I’ll spend an hour or two or eight in one or the other, and “find” a couple of garbage bags worth of junk or “organize” enough so there’s room to navigate the area without having to climb over stuff. But for some reason, I stop there. Or I’ll decide that something needs to be built or renovated to make it easier to be organized. The efforts I put into avoiding or delaying the actual work truly amazes me.
Note that I’ve mentioned the above two items before. My New Year’s Evolutions post 8 months ago promises that I’d progress on these.
But there’s more:
- There’s a few handyman jobs around the house that need a finishing touch. Whether it be sanding down the rough edges on cupboard doors I’d shortened 5 years ago or nailing a baseboard back on the wall in the living room from my hardwood flooring project 6 years ago, I’m guilty of not putting the finishing touches on some of my projects.
- There’s a couple of repairs necessary that I’ve been putting off. My driveway has a couple of major cracks and a pothole that needs filling. The light on the side of the house needs replacing. I’d replaced the light once, but after a month it failed. So, that’s kind of only half-procrastination. But the driveway… I bought the pavement patch in May. It’s still sitting in my shed, probably hardened and useless by now.
- I’d been planning a couple of creative projects as well. My neighbour has a mini-deacon’s bench in her front hall. She has promised to loan it to me so I can replicate it for my own front hall. It it takes is a little lumber, a weekend, and gumption. I also have every intention of putting in a stamped concrete from pathway. I borrowed the stamp two years ago… Nuff said.
Ok… I’ll stop there. I’ve sufficiently exposed my list. On the off chance that my wife will read this, I’d better keep the list a little short. Trust me, there’s already enough on this list to ensure she cures my procrastination forever.
While that might sound good, given the topic of this post, I’d rather not rush it.
Dexter Season 3
Ever since Tony Soprano got whacked I’ve been searching for my next addiction. The Sopranos was without a doubt the best continuing saga I’d come across on TV. I’d wait each week and each season for the next twist or turn in the life and times of the world’s most neurotic, dangerous and yet lovable, mob boss.
But then it all ended in 10 seconds of black and silence, sending millions of fans into an anti-climatic realization that it was over. Over forever. I tried shows like 6 Feet Under, Deadwood and The Wire but none of them hooked me. I wasn’t reeled in.
That is, until I came across Dexter.
A friend of mine told me about this HBO show, not available in Canada, and that he had the first season downloaded off the interweb. He thought I’d like it. Dexter, the lead character, is a serial killer who kills serial killers. I filed it under “yeah right”. Then, the Movie Network picked it up and I fluked across it. I watched it. Dexter was riveting. Neurotic, dangerous and lovable.
So… I picked up on all the reruns of seasons one and two. Now, I can’t freakin’ wait for season three to start. I’ve got 4000 channels and nothing’s on TV. That is until September 28, when the the premiere of Season 3 airs. Check out the trailer below.











