Of course, the reason I'm sitting alone at your Mother's Day Brunch is that I didn't know your restaurant had sections for smoking, non-smoking, and dead for 22 years.

Catching up on a variety of random subjects ( Read more... )

Slept in. Way in. And have no regrets about waking up with Audrey on my head at about 9:30 ( Read more... )

Last night, after an excruciatingly dull two hours at the bottom of Primacare's triage (to get final clearance to return to "full work duty," not that I haven't been putting in 60-hour weeks while on "limited duty"), I went to the Vietnamese place down the street. Usually I'm the only non-Asian person in the place - it took several visits before ( Read more... )

This morning I made it to the drug store for the Naproxen they couldn't fill for me last night. Grabbed it, got a receipt to mail to the ad building, got breakfast, took the pills ( Read more... )

Or something. FINALLY got the workers' comp people to let me go to the doctor. Six x-rays later, he doesn't like something he sees right above the joint of my thumb and is sending the film to a hand specialist. Meanwhile, he says I have an "impressive" contusion and is sending me back to work with a load of restrictions they're really gonna hate. ( Read more... )

I went to the administration building today to pick up the medals for next weekend's music contest. I needed 500, and scooped them out on the floor from a big bin in a storage area. The problem came when I asked for a box - there were about 20 "folded-up" boxes by the wall. I wasn't allowed to use one, because they're "for our files ( Read more... )

So I've turned into this horrible middle-aged harpie with unreasonable expectations. Or lost my sense of humor. Or something. But whatever the cause, I walked out of two businesses this weekend - something I just don't do ( Read more... )

Subbed last night for a 'cellist in the big Christmas pageant in a tiny town about 25 miles north of here. I used to play it every year, but the eight nights in a row for lousy pay really got to me, so I passed it to Gary, who asked me to sit in for him ( Read more... )

Bad, bad, bad gig. Gotta remember to be getting my hair done next time Jeff calls ( Read more... )