Morning Coughee Moment June 01, 2021 A very up-and-down (holiday in the USA) weekend for me. Memorial Day weekend ushers in the 'summer season' in the USA with the Indy 500 race, family barbecue/cook-outs, and of course Memorial Day itself, which is a remembrance of those killed while serving in active duty in our armed forces. Sunday was a very good day, it was the first family get-together since COVID entered our lives early last year, and was also my first opportunity to…
Thankfully this conglomeration only conglomerates every other Tuesday, and happens in 2 distinct phases instead of all at once. Morning is one finger stick (blood sugar test) and the cholesterol injection, evening is one stick and the insulin. Along with 1 dozen pills in the morning and 6 at night. I swear I am doing more drugs now, years after I quit doing drugs, than I did when I was a methamphetamine freak. At least then I wasn't using needles.
"Wow...I found this story online I like so I should copy/paste it and post it and make money from it." I'm seeing quite a bit of that here...I guess they don't realize that what it does is make them a thief...or they realize it but just don't care. Or...the third possibility...they do not have an original thought anywhere in their brain. I know the rules do not specifically state 'no plagiarism', but what gives anyone the right to expect to earn from something they did not…
Nothing serious, just obligatory photos of my cats. I very seldom get them in the same frame, and 'moci didn't stick around to find out why Scar had snuck up behind her. She's only at about ½ yawn there, I swear she can tip her head back and make her jaws 180 degrees...
I find it odd that if someone deletes a post/discussion/whatever-you-wanna-call-it that my reply to said situation still exists all by its lonesome self unless I delete it. I also find it a bit odd that ignoring/blocking a user does not remove that users replies under a post I wrote, it merely hides them so I can't see them but everyone else still can. Odd.
Soooooooooo...yesterday, for the FIRST TIME since I began monitoring Dad's phone calls on the landline since his stroke 25 days ago, I got a legitimate (not spam) phone call from someone looking for him. It was Carle Hospital...the same hospital he was admitted to May 9th and the same hospital that sent him to a nursing home May 19th. >.< Now, it is in their computer...but evidently they don't bother looking at it, and this lady wanted to remind Dad about an upcoming…
Are you here to earn money, or are you here to hang out and swap opinions and meet people and get a little bit of change thrown your way in the process? Sure, like anyone, the more people want to throw at me, the better, but beyond that I could care less. I think Noise is much the same as another site I hang out on, same principle, a bit of change thrown at me for talking with people. Which makes it a semi-interesting hobby, if nothing more. (Not that there is anything wrong…
I think I heard the ABSOLUTE best opening line to a scam call yesterday that I have ever heard before. "Hello this is Dave I'm calling from Publisher's Clearinghouse, okay?" Well sure Dave, that's okay with me. lol Does anyone know where scam phone operators get hired at? Because I am pretty sure I could be much more convincing that these idiots that call me. The other day I got "Hi, this is Steve with U.S. Medicare." I guess they wanted to make sure I didn't confuse them…
Have you ever been thirsty enough to drink a bottle of ketchup? Yeah, me neither. In fact I'm not sure why I even thought of this. I haven't opened any marijuana yet today so it can't be the drugs. Maybe I am just naturally weird. Or maybe I just need more coughee. G'mornin' from my part of the Universe...
The 'new kid on the block' decided he wanted to keep me company while I was waiting on hold earlier (yes, you are looking at a land-line corded phone). Said feline also caused me to make a numerical error earlier...Dave is quite the handful.
3:25 AM CDT USA (less than one hour ago) I got a call from my baby sister saying Dad had passed away a few hours ago. My mind keeps slipping into neutral. Just wasn't expecting this exactly one month after his stroke.
I have more marijuana than you can shake a stick at. I tried. The stick refused to shake at it. Absolutely had to get out of the house for a bit this morning, too much crowding my mind, so I made the 90 mile/145 km round trip to my closest legal dispensary and bought some 'Lemon Cake' because I needed something different...I had plenty to smoke, but non-smokers don't realize different weed has a different head, and I needed to get severely relaxed...what I had tended to…
What's up, you ask me? Lots of things...the ceiling...trees...the sky...airplanes...my blood pressure...the price of almost everything... My Dad was quite the hoarder. And so was his Mom, and her Mom, and I'm not sure how far back it goes, but there are a few tons of papers scattered about the house that I have to sort through to decide what needs kept and what is 'junk'. And the man had FOURTEEN bowling balls. No clue why. I know he really enjoyed bowling all his life, but…
People on the internet are weird. I help moderate a website and I try to help people but if they would tell me the truth about things I could help them more. People just seem to lie about the smallest inconsequential things. And it's really ridiculous when I can look back and see what they have posted and what they have done and why they got banned yet they try to insist that they didn't do anything wrong. I know I was born at night but it wasn't last night.
There's nothing like a cool morning rain to lower the temperature from yesterday's dastardly heat...and then walking outside and realizing you left the truck windows down all night long and now the front seat is soaked. Hooray for Saturday! lol Yesterday was nasty, with the heat index (feels like)temperature reaching 116° F/46.6° C Today is supposed to be much cooler...and wetter...but I'll take that over yesterday any time.
Sunday morning, must be time for breakfast and the first round of 126 pills I take throughout the week. 12 every morning, 6 every night. Pills for my pancreas. Pills for my liver. Pills for my blood pressure. Pills for my kidneys. Pills pills pills. Oh, let's not forget the insulin injector pen nightly and the cholesterol shot every other Tuesday morning. Life would be so much better if they could make my pills taste like bacon.
Usually don't see deer in my yard during the daytime. 'Usually' is the operative phrase here, because I have seen them 4-5 times over the last 7 years during the day, but usually if they come here it is 3-4 AM and still dark out. I put out bird seed and squirrel corn daily (a large amount of it) and several times in the early AM I have watched deer come and feed on leftovers. But this morning I was standing out in the yard watching a young squirrel feed (it's only a few…
What do Bitcoin Cash and elevators have in common? It goes up...it goes down...it goes up...it goes down. lol Probably a good thing I am not depending on this site for anything...my balance this morning was $5 lower than when I went to bed last night. I only joined because it looked a bit interesting and I was kind of curious how cryptocurrency operated 'in real life' so to speak. Some days I am 'richer' than other days, but since I have no plans to convert any of this to…
Not sure what kind of lily this is, but after over 300 orange day lilies (actually 353 of them since May 29th) blooming during the past 3 weeks the yellow is a nice change of scenery. Also the yellow one is not a day lily (which is so named because the bloom only lasts one day) so it will be around to look at for a week or so at least.
Emoci guarding the property against the advance of ferocious Tree Rats. A sunny summer afternoon, 28°C/83°F pick yer preferred measurement. The day has been passable, no larger percentage of spam phone calls or Internet Idjits™ than is normal, and that's almost more than I can hope for at times. It is hard to relate my preferred lifestyle these days to the wild and crazy personality I was 20 years ago. Nowadays I consider a day where I don't have to talk to someone…
Spammer: "There's no need to be rude." Me: "Of course there is, you are a piece of shit." Now how was I rude, you might ask? Simple: When the spammer asked to speak to 'Mr Teddy' I told them plain and simple "He died June 8th and I buried him 9 days ago, is there anything else I can help you with?" Then they denied they were a piece of shit and so I asked "Then why are you spamming dead people?" Needless to say, things went downhill pretty quickly after that. But, as always,…
Well that blows. Ann from the main Medicare Provider called me, and when I asked the name of the company Ann works with that is the main Medicare Provider, she ended the call without telling me. :-( She didn't even get around to telling me what fantastic offer she had for me. I've been trying to ascertain the name of the company that is Medicare's main provider for a few weeks now, to no avail. I don't know why this company does not want to proclaim to the Universe at large…
It's a good thing my Dad was not really very computer-savvy. I'd tried guessing his password several times after he died...I know I had to be pretty close, because the hint pretty much limited the choices, but just couldn't get it. Well, today I decided to start it up in 'Safe' mode and clicked on the Administrator account...which Dad evidently did not know anything about because it was NOT password protected. BOOM! So I logged in as Administrator, opened Dad's account,…
Can't believe it has taken me this far into the season to finally catch a hummingbird at one of the feeders. I've been seeing one sporadically for about 2 months but it wouldn't stay at the feeder long enough for me to grab the camera. This afternoon I was laying back on the couch watching a zombie series (ZNation, I'm always slow at this stuff) and happened to have the camera laying on the coughee table right in front of me when this guy showed up. So I managed to get…
This just kills me watching them. In this instance, Emoci s-l-o-w-l-y crept completely around the tree so she could come up behind the squirrel...and then just sat there and watched it. And the funny part? The squirrel knows she is there and couldn't care less. I have dozens of photos of her (Emoci) out there daily seeing how close she can get. Pretty sure it has become somewhat of a game between them.
"You any good at carpentry?" So I run/manage the quite unknown Obama for President 2024 page on facebook. Now for the record, it very plainly says it is a satire/parody page. I never pretend otherwise with it. But I constantly have people sending me messages thinking that I am actually Barack Obama running a public facebook page. Why? I do not know. I assume they are poor English readers or simply scammers, with probably 75% being the latter. Those are the ones asking me for…
While the cats are away, the squirrels will play...or feed anyway. Emoci and Scar are both out wandering about somewhere with the new kid in town, leaving the squirrels a chance to feed without having to worry about someone (Emoci) suddenly trying to stick their nose up the squirrel's butt. At least one (top left) is a male, he's got it hanging out for all to see, don't know if he's trying to impress the women or just horny.
Did you know if you take a peanut butter in one hand and a jelly in the other hand and you smash your hands together and start briskly rubbing them you can make peanut butter and jelly sammiches by wiping your hands off on a piece of bread? Follow me for more cooking tips. #Cooking
The worst thing about living on a tree-covered lot is trying to find a hole in the leaves to shoot the moon through. I have absolutely no southern horizon with all the 50-year old oaks/etc...there are 26 fully grown trees on my plot. A bit of searching this morning did find me a hole big enough to sneak this shot through. Shot with a Canon SX410 IS @ 100x zoom and 1600 ISO
Jesus Fucking Christ! These fucking spammers just won't stop even after I tell them the person they are asking for (my Dad) died 22 days ago. Then they want to know who I am and how did he die and SUCK MY FUCKING DICK AND GO AWAY YOU FUCKING BASTARD! I had one dumb bitch start laughing at me yesterday and said "Well if he died how did you answer the phone?" *I* did not die you stupid cunt... (Excuse the language but these fuckers have really got me riled up this morning)
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