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Rant: I fractured my knee skiing today. Very painful
Terrible news. In the old days, with old bindings, you broke you leg. In our modern age, with the new bindings, you wreck your knees. :(
 
Rant: I fractured my knee skiing today. Very painful

Extreme bummer. In my youth I broke my femur, and for years I laughed about how I could do all the stupid things I ever wanted to do while I was in the navy since they were obligated to repair whatever damage I did. Over the rest of eight years of service I had a couple more broken bones and a whole lot of wear and tear, all of which the navy did grudgingly repair...but as i approach sixty I recognize that there is a price to be paid for all of that.
 
I cancelled my comcast service because my building recently installed fiber. Went to call the fiber place to start an account only to be informed the fiber company has no idea when internet service will start. Now I get to call comcast about 30 minutes after I cancelled to undo my cancellation.
 
I believe there is an island east or west of India (I don't remember exactly) There are an ingenious People there who respond to a questtion : "Would You like to be civilized?" with an arrow to the head - that (for me) suffice as an answear. We are not perfect, hence our government is ****** - as simple as that.

Of course, the dilemma is that tribal forms of government are specifically designed for small, tight-knit groups, almost always homogenous ethnically, culturally, religiously, and linguistically, who function at a subsistence (usually, not always) pre-agrarian economic level. It's perfectly adapted to the groups of people it's designed around. It cannot, by definition, run Modern nation-states, or even urbanized, larger-scale, socially and politically developed, and often multi-ethnic, confessional, and linguistic nations of Antiquity and the Medieval period. So, to ask whose form of government is "better," is very much molded by the needs and context of whose being asked.
 
Yesterday night, while watching youtube, I drink black cumin essence because my chest felt not good, so instead of simply drink it, I just let the liquid down naturally, then suddenly in the middle of my throat I cough and get choke or something, dang that's painful. Both my throat and my lung felt like burning, and it never finish, I feel like I'm going to die after a while because I start vomiting liquid and inflammation, I try to call my wife, it's really hard for my voice to go out from my throat, she's coming and after she understand what happened, she bring me hot herbal tea and cough medicine. I took it, and it calm me down-she's always know what to do, after I let it rest over-night now I'm alright, but dang how fragile we are as a human, now I feel like I can die anytime by any mean.
 
Why am I a Leafs fan?

Masochism.

Meanwhile, for some inexplicable reason while at the supermarket something caught my attention as I was unwinding my handful of produce bags off the roll, and I stopped to read what was written on them. I know that service businesses have no choice about catering to the lowest common denominator, but...

OPEN BEFORE FILLING.

Seriously? This is necessary?
 
Yes it is. Some people would just tear the bags.

Or, rather, no it isn't. Some people would just tear the bags.
 
Yes it is. Some people would just tear the bags.

Or, rather, no it isn't. Some people would just tear the bags.

And you think these are people who are going to read these instructions?
 
My section of town has no water pressure. This means no toilets, no showering, no hand washing, no dish washing, no shaving...:sad:

Update: We haven't been receiving adequate rainfall, so the town's reservoir is practically empty. :eek2: This week: light showers in the afternoon. :undecide:
 
Please be careful not to burn down Canada as well. :scared:
actually they know they will be readily occupied . A rather long story : There's this Little Imperialist , the Foreign Minister back then . He will "deal" with the Armenians , has to look tough and strong in the country . So , he has a monument dedicated to the Air Attache murdered in 1982 . Like in Canada , with cheerful speechs by both parties , like Canadian Goverment . He has a reception or whatever here , with naturally people praying . All of them relatives of the guy killed . Except one woman , who doesn't raise her hands and an official comes behind her , to prod her if necessary , with the Little Imperialist looking down like "WTH" . This is PR work , she stands out as a sore thumb . Pretty sure this was the woman or someone close , a teacher in the Anatolian High , "Picture Teacher" to be precise , who only once came to my class because the relevant teacher had taken ill and without supervision my class would make a lot of noise . She passed time by asking everyone what we would be when grown up . ı had her in tears when ı said "pilot" . Not laughing like the whole class because ı was an idiot with the most miserable body possible . Turned out the attache was her uncle . People can like their uncles very much . And ı could imagine she would be questioning who the Little Imperialist was to lead prayers for her uncle .

you see no picture of the event , because the trends were rather bad back in the day and me saving a picture could have marked her , irregardless of whomever she was . And yes , the Canadians were "warned" to limit their "interest in the ceremony" in Canada , in case they couldn't stop the monument . Am indeed extremely dependable , if somewhat glacially slow .
 
rant: why cant people clear their cars of snow before driving in said snowy conditions!? And why do they insist on trying to drive whilst peering through a small patch of clear windscreen that they've wiped off with the back of their hand!!?
 
of all my internet haunts, CFC is the most isolated. There's so much overlap on social media that sometimes something I want to get off my chest can't be said, because it'll be shared and it'll be drama and the drama would be worse than just eating my feelings.

I got catfished. It was never a romantic thing, and so the pictures I saw, the stories I heard, they weren't important to my friendship with this woman. I loved her for her example, her attitude, and her wisdom. And still, as much hurt as she ended up putting me through, I love her all the same. And that part, that I can't just turn on righteous indignation, or turn off all the memories of when she was the most supportive friend I had, and thus still love her, that's what actually hurts.
 
I just got back from a Red Cross Blood Drive. My hemoglobin levels were back up to 16.5 (up from an anemic 11 last time I tried to donate) and type O+ blood is in high demand so they wanted me to do the Double Red Cell donation.

Unfortunately the machine malfunctioned 2 minutes into the process.

The last time I was hooked up to a malfunctioning apheresis machine the operator seemed to know what he was doing better. He ended up switching me over to donate a regular bag of whole blood without changing the needle.

This time I just sat there attached to it for maybe 40 minutes while the worker talked on the phone seeking technical support. They ended up telling her to just disconnect me and take that apheresis machine out of service for the rest of the day. She removed the needle before consulting her supervisor. They did not get any useful blood from me. There was some in the machine but a lot less than a standard unit and she didn't seem to know how to get it out. She thought I'd lost enough that they shouldn't try to take another donation today.
 
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I needed to cook rice and chicken for dinner. I was going to use the rice cooker for the one and a pressure cooker for the other and time it so it would all be done at the same time. I was not counting on the rice cooker being dirty, which took time to clean. While I was cleaning it, I forgot to unplug it and filled it with water and I shorted it out. Whatever, I'll deal with that later. I shift the rice to the pressure cooker, but I absolutely botch the setup of the machine while I do it. So an hour later (instead of 30 minutes), I have a pot of mush rice. I still have work to do, so that's the end of dinner plans for tonight.

As soon as that mess resolves itself in failure, my printer decides to stop working, right when my wife needs it.

DOUBLE RANT: I posted this in the wrong thread two times in a row before getting it right :mad:[pissed]
 
Sorry Em. People are the suck, sometimes, even when they're also win. :hugs:
 
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I needed to cook rice and chicken for dinner. I was going to use the rice cooker for the one and a pressure cooker for the other and time it so it would all be done at the same time. I was not counting on the rice cooker being dirty, which took time to clean. While I was cleaning it, I forgot to unplug it and filled it with water and I shorted it out. Whatever, I'll deal with that later. I shift the rice to the pressure cooker, but I absolutely botch the setup of the machine while I do it. So an hour later (instead of 30 minutes), I have a pot of mush rice. I still have work to do, so that's the end of dinner plans for tonight.

As soon as that mess resolves itself in failure, my printer decides to stop working, right when my wife needs it.

DOUBLE RANT: I posted this in the wrong thread two times in a row before getting it right :mad:[pissed]
On such a day, go out to eat.
 
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