Thursday, February 25, 2010
Tonight Jim ... the StorytellERdoc will be interviewed on Blogtalk Radio on the Dr Anonymous show. It airs at 9pm EST.
With a great introduction to StorytellERdoc by Dr Anonymous ...here is the link to the show airing tonight: http://doctoranonymous.blogspot.com/
I am definitely going to check it out ..even though my favorite show for which I am a lifetime cult member ...Grey's Anatomy is the competition for that time slot. ;) I very much look forward to hearing what this funny, compassionate and talented blogging doc/writer has to say.
I may even call in ..if I don't get a shy attack.
It was fun when I called in during
Sid Schwab's interview back in February 08. I remember that Dr Rob, Enrico and Bongi (from South Africa) called in to say hi to Sid too. I enjoyed saying Hi to both Dr A and Sid and hearing everyone's voices.
What a fun way to connect and learn a bit more about fellow bloggers! :)
Monday, February 22, 2010
Very funny posts! :)
If you would appreciate a good laugh today ..then I recommend you check out ED Doc WhiteCoat's post "The Black Knight of the Night" and StorytellERdoc's "The Thong Expert" post.
Interesting how both posts have a common denominator (testicles) for very different reasons.
Never dull for long in an ER ...um ED.
I laughed out loud while reading both posts. These docs are gifted writers and really know how to tell a good story. :)
I do love the tenacity of the Black Knight ..LOL!
Sunday, February 21, 2010
I'm gonna have a nightmare tonight ..I just know it! Too much spider talk and now this picture ..giving me the willies. UGH!
YIKES! I'm STILL shuddering over what happened earlier. Ughhhh!
I was sitting with the lights off, watching the end of a movie ..when something big and dark ..bug like ..went scurrying right past me and my bare feet and seemed to stop not far from me..but I couldn't tell if it was still there.
"Oh my GOD! Was THAT a SPIDER???" If it was a spider ..then it was the biggest, chunkiest most muscular spider I've ever seen... just shy the size of a TARANTULA!! "HELP!!" Okay - exaggerating ..a little.
Except no one was around to help me. I could holler for my sound asleep husband ..and I was close to doing it ...but thought I can do this.
But I froze for a minute.
Did I say I was AFRAID of spiders? I'd use the word phobic ..but if I was phobic I don't think I could've moved ..or taken another breath for that matter.
What to do? What to do?
"Yell for Mr SeaSpray? No..I'll do this. But I'm barefoot. What if it runs out at me? What if it runs out and across my feet ..or ..up my leg?? Is this the flying spider or bat spider my neighbor says they have in their basement that jumps out AT THEM???? It's dark in here. Where is it? Maybe I'll ignore it. No ...I CAN'T ignore it! What if it lurks around and climbs on me when I least expect it? Or what if it finds it's way into the bedroom and crawls on my face when I'm sleeping? It could end up anywhere. DARN IT!"
(There is a name for it the leaping spider..but I forget what she calls it. I never heard of such a thing ..a BIG spider that LEAPS out at you. I might just scream and pass out if THAT ever happened .. and be TRAUMATIZED! maybe it's a cave spider? Anyway ..you can bet that only Mr SeaSpray would have the laundry chore in the basement. No way would I play jack-in-the-spider (like jack-in-the-box), never know when it will POP out at you!)
And by the way ..I was feeling very creepy crawly and afraid as I was quickly considering my options. The kind of feeling you get when you think something might be crawling on you... the bad borderline goose bump feeling.
Fortunately there was a paper towel nearby.
Unfortunately ..I was still barefoot.
Also ..unfortunately ..I had to walk toward the thing in order to turn the light on... because the only light I had to go by was emanating from the TV and the computer and the rug is a floral and I couldn't tell if it was still around and blended into the rug pattern.
So ..I psyched myself up to go for the light ..took a breath and went for the chain pull on the lamp ..but not without 1st circling out of the way and coming in straight on ..because I was afraid to walk a straight line over ..just in case it was along where I'd walk ..although ..it could've come at me from behind if it ..the spider decided to circle and come at me from behind.
These thoughts and my actions were actually transpiring quickly. Yes ..true ..I was paralyzed in abject, yet thoughtful fear ..but once I moved ...I knew it had to be swift ..outsmart the spider with a first strike.
"God help me ..THERE it is! Just lying in wait." Ugh ..I'm shuddering now ..just reliving the moment. I stared at it and it stared back at me ..well it felt like it. I knew it was him ..or me and I had to get it right the first time or I could end up being very afraid and screaming.
"Okay ..I'm going in ..for the KILL! Aghhh!!!, I shrieked (with a high pitch) as it dropped out of the paper towel! It was still ALIVE and MOVING!! I showed NO mercy the second time, heard it pop and crunch ..I know ..EWWW!
And then with this big, muscular spider in the paper towel being squeezed closed to contain it ..ever afraid it might still be alive and come out at me ... I ran into the bathroom (because everyone knows that the only SAFE way to dispose of a bug is by FLUSHING it down the toilet), and tossed it in the toilet and flushed quickly .. because ..what if it rallied back and jumped out somehow and so everyone knows you have to flush a bug down the toilet QUICKLY. Ugh!!!
But then I also had to tinkle ...' like really go right then and sit on the same toilet I just flushed the big spider down. So I flushed it again for extra measure ..just in case. Do you know how CREEPY it was to tinkle right then? I couldn't get off the seat fast enough! Ugh! I just shuddered again at the thought!
Anyway ..there is an up side to this little drama.
I have been trying to lose weight and I have been yo-yoing... up - down, up- down and technically have lost a good amount of weight if you count all the losses this past year ..but then go back up and then back down. I am trying to get into what I call another weight zone. I have to hit a certain number (that I haven't seen in years), and if I hit that number ..which is not far from where I am now ..well it will be a major milestone that will empower me to believe I can do it and to continue. At one point .. a couple of years ago ..I was within 2 lbs of that goal and then climbed back up ..not all the way ..but I just can't get to that stupid number.. but I will.
Before the big, muscular spider ran across in front of me and scared me silly ..I was wrestling with the most unbelievable pseudo hunger and really wanted to eat and eat and eat and I was imagining all these things that maybe I would go get to eat ..even though I was still full from dinner and actually did NOT want to eat any of the things I was imagining ..because I was still full ..but yet was feeling this intense urge to eat.
The upside is ..that the spider SCARED me so much ..I FORGOT all about being hungry!!
So ..I have an idea. The Spider Diet! To qualify as a food candidate for said Spider Diet .. you only need to be near spider phobic in fear levels. Oh and courageous and perhaps a bit masochistic.
My worst time for eating is at night.
I'm thinking of Pavlov's dogs theory in reverse.
Instead of cuing me for when it is time to eat ... I need to be cued to NOT want to eat. So ... I just have to tell Mr SeaSpray that I am feeling hungry ..but don't want to eat and then he could release a big, muscular spider in front of me every night .. that I then have to with great fear and trepidation ...trap and kill.
I am telling you .. if you factor in the fear component ...it is a guaranteed appetite suppressant! Unless you are a bird, wasp, frog, or scorpion .. or a member of that tribe down in South America that risks their lives by catching poisonous spiders for roasting on open fire before eating it. Yeah ..they risk their lives catching and killing these spiders because they are considered a delicacy to eat. They poke a long stick through these big spiders to roast over the fire. That documentary was a horror show and I can't believe I watched it in it's entirety. That frozen with fear thing set in again I guess.
Unfortunately ..the spider didn't come out until after I ate the Eskimo ice cream bar.. but I would've had more to eat and the damage would've been worse for sure. I don't know why that feeling to eat when not hungry comes up with such intensity ..but it is exactly what is holding me back from achieving my goal.
So ...my theory is ...that a few weeks of the nightly Spider Diet will destroy any hunger desires that would otherwise enslave me and so I would be set free from any pseudo hunger compulsions. Of course there is the possibility ..it could kill off all hunger responses... and so the key is to only release the spiders at night ..thus preventing night binging... yet facilitating weight loss.
Might need a little therapy for the ensuing nightmares though. :)
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
Picture credit here
A while back, I wrote a post about how I played a joke, using my answering machine message. It worked so well, some people actually got mad at me. :) Okay ..so I admit it ..that little smile is indicative of the fact that I am still amused about the "Gotch ya" with that message. Bad SeaSpray.. BAD! :)
Do you remember the 80s and 90s answering machines? The ones that actually used little cassette tapes? I loved them because you could pop the tapes out and save the funny messages. I went through a phase ..for a few years ..or so.. where my messages were never the normal "Hello! :) You've called the SeaSprays at 555-555-5555. We're unable to come to the phone at this time, but if you'll please leave your name and number along with a brief message..someone WILL return your call as soon as possible! Thank you for calling and have a GREAT Day! :)"
No ..my poor neighbors, friends and family ..and strangers. They e-n-d-u-r-e-d a lot of off the wall messages...with sound effects. Looking back ..it was a difficult time in our lives and I suppose it was cathartic for me on some level. :)
There was Darla Mae the southern maid (Family out back by the pond cat fishing, Darla making a pecan pie), and we couldn't come to the phone because we were flying overhead in a B-52 Bomber (box fan for sound effect and shouting like over a radio), we were Abducted by aliens ..music from Close Encounters of the Third Kind - aliens left the message (talked through box fan in robotic style, explained we were flying around in outer space, etc. consuming nuclear food), we were being held hostage and so on. (Sons police car siren and megaphone - message stated we were all tied up, etc and return call once released:) I definitely think the SeaSprays being held hostage ..complete with police sirens and megaphone in the message was representative of our life at the time ..when we were painfully enduring a wrongful legal case. Not too much of a psychological leap there to see the connection. And there were other messages, but that's gives you an idea. My initial inspiration came from my friend Donna because both she and her husband would leave funny ones. :)
And so whatever caused me to bring French Maid Fifi Du Foufon to life? I'm not sure. But she was my favorite. :) That meant that everyone had to live with Fifi Du Foufon answering our phone for a long time. Our older son would invariably give me the eye rolls as I'd replay a new funny message in which I thought I was hilarious and he was basically putting up with my apparent lack of humor. His friends had to hear them too. I suppose it was a form of torture for our son. :)
To my defense ..I will say that our lawyer called the house and got Fifi. He was laughing while he told me he liked Fifi Du Foufon in his message and then laughed and told me the same when we spoke. (I'm sure it was the flambe ;) That was all I needed to hear and like I said ..she worked for us for a long time. Sometimes Fifi would take leave and someone else would fill in for her ..but invariably ..Fifi Du Foufon would return.
Of course my neighbors wondering if their child was at the bottom of the pond ..weren't pleased to get FiFi for the thousandth time.
Fifi Du Foufon was a delightful person! She was a warm, friendly young woman in her 30s ..who looked especially good in her tasteful French Maid uniform. She efficiently flitted about our home performing her tasks. She was great with the boys and assimilated into our family rather well. We appreciated her eagerness to complete her assigned duties ..although cooking was never Fifi's strong suit ..but we kept that to ourselves. Funny how she had a penchant for burning things in the oven ...just like I do. ;)
Fifi had a higher pitch (although simultaneously sweet) to her voice than most women.. which when excited ..could be punctuated with little ..yet most feminine outbursts ... squeals of delight. However .. with Fifi... more par for the course when handling a calamity of sorts ..most notoriously during her cooking escapades ...we'd hear little shrieks of "OOPS!" , but her ever upbeat attitude combined with her winning smile ..usually lulled us into complacency by the time we ran in, only to see her waving her little white apron (That's why they wear it), up at the smoke obscured, noisy fire alarm. She charmed us every time. :)
Her food wasn't all that bad (think blackened Cajun - well that is what we imagined anyway;) ...but suffice it to know ....she was more adept at using her feather duster and waving her little white apron at the fire alarm. :)
I was sorry when the day arrived that Fifi Du Foufon had to leave for the last time. I miss her even now. Adieu ma chere amie. :)
(I took on Fifi's persona ..French accent and all ..intermingling some French words in with the English. English translation in parentheses. Capitalized letters in a word to emphasize where her higher pitch comes in.)
And so here is Fifi's phone message:
BonJOUR? Oh .. excuse me hello.
I am Fifi Du FouFON ..the French maid working for the SeaSprays.
You must be patient with me. I am still learning this American language of yours.
We are all busy at the moMENT.
I am busy baking the souffle. OOPS! Now Flambe!
Monsieur et (and) Madame SeaSpray are unable to come to the phone at this time ...et Jonathan et Christopher are busy playing ball avec (with) their dog ..SprockETTE.
You will leave your name and number at the sound of the beep? Oui?
Au revoir! :)
A-lou-ETT-e, gentille a-lou-ett-e
A-lou-ETT-e je te plumerai
A-lou-ETT-e, gentille a-lou-ett-e (click! message over :)
Fifi was such a free spirit ...always flitting about the house ..happily singing Alouette! :)
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
I used to be a die hard Survivor groupie for years, but then other people stopped watching and it wasn't as much fun because there wasn't anyone to share my thoughts with. However, this 2010
Heroes vs Villians that will be airing it's 1st show Thursday night at 8pm EST on CBS ..looks like it is going to be excellent! They have selected the best of the best from all the shows and then devided them according to how they played the game ..with honor ..or unscrupulously. many of these people are all time favorites and so I think it will be interesting ..and most certainly fun to watch.
If anyone else out there watches ..let me know ..as it might be fun to compare notes and share predictions. :)
Thursday night is a great TV night because Grey's Anatomy is on at 9 and then Private Practice after that.
Now I am off to watch 24 with Mr SeaSpray and will come back to blog for a bit after that.
OMGOSH! Phil in "Modern Family" is hilarious with the kidney stone!!
Wife says "I'll bet it's just a kidney stone" (ANYONE who's ever had a kidney stone knows it's NOT "just" a kidney stone)
In response Phil says "Just?! Someone get your mother a glass of water and a piece of gravel from the driveway and see how she likes it."
Then with the next wave of pain.."OHHH ..I't's gotta be death..DEATH is C-O-M-I-N-G!"
He then is requesting a pill and in next breath reassures everyone he's alright and overreacting .."because there is an A-L-I-E-N inside of M-E-E-E! Ohhh Close it down ..all systems down" as he writhes in pain on the bed before the emergency personnel get there to take him to the hospital.
This next part isn't in this clip ..but he is calm in the hospital because he got morphine and happily states that his insides "feel like velvet". LOL!
I have to say ..I never had a relaxing experience in the ED with a kidney stone ..even with heavy duty drugs. The pain came right through ..STILL a 10 for me... and with vomiting ...non stop vomiting.
Do people really relax without pain with Morphine while they are still being assaulted by the kidney stone? Or was that a *for tv* moment?
I discovered this show by accident Sunday night. I was looking for "Desperate Housewives", but I guess they put other shows in their time slot since the Super Bowl was on. Anyway, I had never seen "Modern Family" sitcom, but now I am hooked ..completely hooked.
This guy who plays a husband and father ..Phil is my absolutely favorite character. This giy/character is extremely funny. I love how he delivers his lines. :)
So I have some catching up to do with watching the past shows.
And in this episode .. as he's writhing in pain on the bed..he realizes his wife got dressed up all sexy for the fireman. She denies it ,,but he knows she did and so that is a funny segment too.
After this segment ..Joey is passing a kidney stone and also very funny.
If you could use a laugh ..check out this 3:28 clip. :)
In Wednesday night's show airing, Phil's wife surprises him by being naked under her trench coat ..except her belt gets stuck in the escalator. Too funny! :)
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
Speaking of men's nothing box .. well I did ...2 posts back ...according to this mini clip of med staff in SCRUBS ..all you have to do is talk about "shoes" and men will go to and zone out in their nothing box.
It's hilarious ...especially when at an M&M conference, Elliot mentions "shoe shopping" then all the male physicians in the theatre ..totally bored...head to their nothing box to zone out ..looking up to the right .. in unison, and in complete boredom ..utter the words, "shoe s-h-o-p-p-i-n-g". But then Dr Cox (on the M&M panel) a veteran at avoiding the shoe set up..because he lives with the she devil, states he is immune to that and then with the authority of a drill sergeant.. snappily calls out " Satin PANTIES!" and all the male docs then snap to attention..completely alert.
So ..you see ..apparently ..there really is a nothing box .. men have a nothing box ..as so aptly demonstrated in this SCRUBS episode. :)
Satin PANTIES would work on my husband ..but so would Pot roast, ham and sausage. :)
I'm thinking the next time ..for fun and to test my "satin panties-pot roast" theory out ... seeing the likelihood of Mr SeaSpray going to his nothing box ...as I talk with him, ..I am going to interject "satin panties" and "laced bra" intermittently into the conversation and then for the big guns utter the carnivorous words... maybe even softly whisper "London B-r-o-i-l" in his ear. ;)
I'll let you know how well "Operation Satin Panties-Pot Roast" goes. I'm thinking when he first sits down after working all day would be the perfect time to execute said plan. Or for a different twist ..instead of blocking the nothing box ..I wonder if "satin Panties-pot roast" theory could also be used to grab a man's attention away from something else he really likes ..like say the upcoming Super Bowl.
Hmmm.."Satin Panties-Pot Roast" or Super Bowl..Satin Panties..Super Bowl ..satin panties-Super Bowl? I wonder what would win out there?
It could be fun doing this.
Or for additional fun... if you are at ...the supermarket .. perusing the soup aisle and a man happens by ..softly ..talk to yourself ..barely audible.. but enough so that anyone near by can hear you. " Let me see ..Cream of Mushroom, vegetable... corn c-h-o-w-d-e-r-r-r ..Satin Panties ...Tomato .. L-e-n-t-i-l... taking each can and tossing in your basket ..except since obviously there isn't any Satin Panties Soup ..just grab any can, toss in basket and then walk away. You only say Satin Panties once tho...and then they wonder if they heard you right... LOL!
Or ..they start looking for the Satin Panties soup! ;)
The SCRUBS clip is HILARIOUS and totally worth the 1:20 time to view this clip. :)
P.S. to any guys that may've read this ..I'm just teasing ..I know you wouldn't fall for the Operation "Satin Panties" ploy. ;)
I'm still trying on Mr SeaSpray though. Although ...I'm gonna be jealous if "London b-r-o-i-l wins cause... I can't wear London b-r-o-i-l-s. And even if I managed it ..wearing London Broils... could get messy and I'm thinking I'd be the main attraction for all the neighborhood pets and a few wild critters too. Nah..I have my limits. I'm just saying ... ;)