Wednesday, August 22, 2007
Thing that happened to me today #19
Went to the doctor this morning, my eye was itching and irritated for a few days, I knew it was pink eye before I had even called for the appointment. It was clarified by a professional. What is with it being called pink eye anyway? I think it should be called itchy eye, or irritated eye syndrome, or just plain eye infection. Pink eye just doesn't cut it in my book, it's not flashy enough. It doesn't quite describe the symptoms enough, at least the ones that annoy you about having it. Pink eye should just be what you get when you partake in the use of natures number one plant. I have seen this in people before. Doctors should take some notes from newer conditions that are more properly named such as irritable bowel syndrome, genital warts, or acid reflux disease, which, by the way, I was also diagnosed with today (the latter one, not the former two, whew!). Been having acid reflux for awhile, finally decided to ask about it while there, and sure enough, I've got it. On some meds now for both, and apparently they are both curable. Obviously not surprising for itchy eye, but it is for acid reflux disease. They say you can be on the meds for two months and never have problems with it again. I am, as usual, a skeptic. I sure hope so though, I'll see I guess.
Tuesday, August 21, 2007
Thing that happened to me today #18
My son Sagan, who will be 2 years old in October, has started to string a few words together. His first sentences. The other night when I was hanging out with him on our bed, about to put him to bed, I asked him if he wanted to go to his bed. His response, "No, daddy bed". It was awesome. Watching the development of a child is a remarkable thing. It is the little things like this that not only make your day, but make you appreciate the wonders of human development.
Monday, August 20, 2007
Thing that happened to me today #17
Frank: I told my wife I wouldn't drink tonight. Besides, I got a big day tomorrow. You guys have a great time.
College Student: A big day? Doing what?
Frank: Well, um, actually a pretty nice little Saturday, we're going to go to Home Depot. Yeah, buy some wallpaper, maybe get some flooring, stuff like that. Maybe Bed, Bath, & Beyond, I don't know, I don't know if we'll have enough time.
Sunday we went to Home Depot, bought a storm door, looked at some flooring. We didn't actually have time for Bed, Bath, and Beyond. I suppose I need something exciting to happen for this blog to work.
Sorry about all the movie references, I guess I can't stop myself.
College Student: A big day? Doing what?
Frank: Well, um, actually a pretty nice little Saturday, we're going to go to Home Depot. Yeah, buy some wallpaper, maybe get some flooring, stuff like that. Maybe Bed, Bath, & Beyond, I don't know, I don't know if we'll have enough time.
Sunday we went to Home Depot, bought a storm door, looked at some flooring. We didn't actually have time for Bed, Bath, and Beyond. I suppose I need something exciting to happen for this blog to work.
Sorry about all the movie references, I guess I can't stop myself.
Friday, August 17, 2007
Thing that happened to me today #16
Yesterday I officially began writing my first research article to be submitted to a peer-reviewed journal. I only wrote about two paragraphs of the materials and methods section, which is the easiest part to write, but you have to start somewhere. Hopefully I can crank through this. It is daunting, but I will push on through...
Thursday, August 16, 2007
Thing that happened to me today #15
This is what you get in my house when you spill paint in the garage. About the size of a cigar. Do I stutter?

Ok. It's actually what you get when you have a grill engulfed in flames and at the very moment that you reach under it to turn off the propane (before it explodes) a large splotch of the burning grease drips out onto the back of your hand. It was actually not as painful as it might seem to be, but now I have what looks to be a golf divot on the back of my hand. Hopefully you got the reference above.

Ok. It's actually what you get when you have a grill engulfed in flames and at the very moment that you reach under it to turn off the propane (before it explodes) a large splotch of the burning grease drips out onto the back of your hand. It was actually not as painful as it might seem to be, but now I have what looks to be a golf divot on the back of my hand. Hopefully you got the reference above.
Tuesday, August 14, 2007
Thing that happened to me today #14
I went around calling myself the beastmaster Sunday afternoon. First thing that happened to make me do this occurred while watering the plants in the backyard. From about 15 feet away I could see a little pink thing writhing around on the ground near the base of our big silver maple. It was this:

It was a baby squirrel. Disgustingly adorable. It was so helpless, eyes not even open yet, must have been just born. This is the day after a big storm so the nest must have been damaged. By the way, the nest is about 20-30 feet off the ground, so this little guy (like 2 inches long) survived quite a tumble. I couldn't believe it was still alive (lucky the dogs hadn't been out too). It was just wriggling around helpless and I didn't know what to do, so I coddled it in my shirt keeping it warm until Sandy got back. Then I made her take it to the Wildlife Rehabilitation Center (which St. Paul is very fortunate to have) where it will be raised until it is old enough to live on its own, then released back into the wild.
Ten minutes after Sandy left with the squirrel, I went down in our basement. While I was there I saw something move out of the corner of my eye. Sure enough, it was a rodent of some sort (mouse I'm pretty sure, but it had a bit of a rattish look). Anyway, the thing had jumped right up near me and was just sitting there looking at me. So I slowly walked towards it. All the while thinking about what the hell I would do if it didn't dash off and hide in all our junk as I expected it to. Sure enough it just sat there and did nothing, so I figured I'd give grabbing it by the tip of the tail with my bare hands a shot. Damn if I didn't grab it:

I kind of thought it wouldn't be able to pull itself up while dangling from its tail, but sure enough it could, and did. So there was that instant moment of panic where I thought I probably shouldn't get bit or scratched by a wild rodent, but I held my ground and didn't drop it. It certainly did try to bite and scratch a little, but it was so small I felt nothing and it did nothing to me. Then it calmed down right away and was actually kind of cool. I put it in a box with some nuts and considered letting Solana keep it as a pet, then let it go outside - in my neighbors yard (:
So, after these two incidents (not to mention the earlier raccoon incident), I was indeed the beastmaster.

It was a baby squirrel. Disgustingly adorable. It was so helpless, eyes not even open yet, must have been just born. This is the day after a big storm so the nest must have been damaged. By the way, the nest is about 20-30 feet off the ground, so this little guy (like 2 inches long) survived quite a tumble. I couldn't believe it was still alive (lucky the dogs hadn't been out too). It was just wriggling around helpless and I didn't know what to do, so I coddled it in my shirt keeping it warm until Sandy got back. Then I made her take it to the Wildlife Rehabilitation Center (which St. Paul is very fortunate to have) where it will be raised until it is old enough to live on its own, then released back into the wild.
Ten minutes after Sandy left with the squirrel, I went down in our basement. While I was there I saw something move out of the corner of my eye. Sure enough, it was a rodent of some sort (mouse I'm pretty sure, but it had a bit of a rattish look). Anyway, the thing had jumped right up near me and was just sitting there looking at me. So I slowly walked towards it. All the while thinking about what the hell I would do if it didn't dash off and hide in all our junk as I expected it to. Sure enough it just sat there and did nothing, so I figured I'd give grabbing it by the tip of the tail with my bare hands a shot. Damn if I didn't grab it:

I kind of thought it wouldn't be able to pull itself up while dangling from its tail, but sure enough it could, and did. So there was that instant moment of panic where I thought I probably shouldn't get bit or scratched by a wild rodent, but I held my ground and didn't drop it. It certainly did try to bite and scratch a little, but it was so small I felt nothing and it did nothing to me. Then it calmed down right away and was actually kind of cool. I put it in a box with some nuts and considered letting Solana keep it as a pet, then let it go outside - in my neighbors yard (:
So, after these two incidents (not to mention the earlier raccoon incident), I was indeed the beastmaster.
Saturday, August 11, 2007
Thing that happened to me today #13
Crazy thunderstorm last night. The kind where you get woken up at 3am because a bolt of lightning might as well have struck your house (It didn't) because it was so loud and crashing that I flew three feet out of the bed. I was already having a hard time sleeping because I was stuck to the sheets with sweat because of the broken AC, this didn't help. The kids were up a ton too, just a bad night. When I got up and went to work our power was out and there were trees down everywhere, luckily none of mine and the power was only out a couple hours, it was nasty though. It reminded me of a storm that hit when I was young where a bolt of lightning actually did hit our house. I still distinctly remember a seeing the vinyl siding on part of our house missing and scattered all over the yard, not to mention several broken windows. Scary stuff. AC was fixed today, only $250, was extremely relieved about this, I was certain it was done for altogether. Whew!
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