I indulged in roasted garlic this week, much to my dearest wife’s dismay.  As some of you might remember, roasted garlic affects me much the same way that helium affects balloons, with the degusting end result being my end gusting in a most de-style.

In-between trips out to the porch (giving the wife and cats a break), an odd memory sprang to mind ( Read more... )

Sorry I haven’t been writing, but life has become … interesting.  (And that’s “interesting” by Sailor Jim standards, too.)

My diet has been radically changed in an attempt to better control my diabetes and I’m now living on around 1500 calories a day … 1500 pretty screwed up calories a day.  The only meal that hasn’t been overhauled is breakfast, ( Read more... )

Okay, I know that my memory isn’t what it used to be, but I do have pretty good memories of snow storms.  I lived in Los Alamos, NM, as a teen (where three feet of snow in a night wasn’t uncommon during the winter) and was stationed in Charlevoix, MI, during my career (where three feet of snow in a night wasn’t uncommon during the summer).

Okay.

So ( Read more... )

Okay, so we’re facing a blizzard and my supervisor comes around to pass the word about coming in the next morning.  It was at this point that I discovered that I’ve become a true government worker.

What he said was, “If you do not hear from me by seven, don’t bother coming in.”

What I heard was, “If you turn your phone off before going to bed, you ( Read more... )

First off, I’m fine and so is Brainless.  So don’t worry about either of us.

So, I didn’t have enough time for lunch today and had to buy something, instead of going home.  I decided to hit a fish and chips sort of place near work.  I bought a two piece lunch and a Diet Pepsi.

Come 1500, I was sick to my stomach and trying hard not to barf.  (As a ( Read more... )

Okay, so I’m going home for lunch …

I suppose I should mention first, if only out of a desire to mitigate how this particular story makes me look, that I have an hour for lunch, but live around ten minutes away from my office.  So, with driving back and forth, I only end up with around 30 minutes to eat and enjoy being around my beautiful Dian.  ( Read more... )

Well, I certainly hope nobody was hurt by THE BULLET I JUST FRIGGIN’ DUCKED!!

NO SURGERY FOR THE SAILOR!!

The surgeon checked me out and decided that surgery would be useless.  She (yup, had to be a she, didn’t it?) explained that in a week or so my butt would just naturally fall off.

No, she said that my body was absorbing the clot nicely and that ( Read more... )

Okay, on the one hand, I like that the VA is moving quickly on my little problem and has already scheduled me to meet and be evaluated by a surgeon.  It happens tomorrow at ten.

On the other hand, it means I have to display my asshole to yet another person.  Worse, one who might be wielding a blade near it in the not too distant future.  Which ( Read more... )

Sigh … the irony of this little post will only be apparent to a parent.  My mother, to be exact.

Sometime between tomorrow and the first of the new year, I will be meeting with a surgeon to be evaluated for surgery.  What kind of surgery, you ask, heart aflutter at possible medical dangers looming for your favorite sailor?

Hemorrhoidal surgery, ( Read more... )

Well, my new computer showed up today and … damn.

The screen makes me feel like I’m sitting in the front row of a movie theater and the keyboard makes me feel like my hands grew three sizes larger overnight.

First observation:  I wish all computer companies put so much time and effort into packaging their wares!  Not only was my iMac so completely ( Read more... )