January 26th, 2007

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I'm offally glad that's not my job

So I get to work and on my desk is a fax from the Georgia Department of Agriculture with a report on an investigation they did into some "offals." Ew. From what I can make out, somebody complained about finding worms in some "offals" (chitterlings) they bought at one of the meat vendors here and called the DoA. The inspectors came in yesterday but didn't find anything unusual. I'm glad my job description doesn't include "inspection of offals."
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From our local syndicated cartoonist, Lukovich

On a related note, my Dad has always been Mr. Buy American when it comes to cars, but to my knowledge my parents have never had a Ford. We always had Chryslers and Chevys, like the Chrysler Newport (biggest car ever, LOL), Chevy Citation, Chrysler LeBaron, etc.. My theory? Dad wouldn't buy Ford because he considered Henry Ford some kind of Communist or Socialist or something. (He hates FDR for the same reason.)
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From thefridayfive - Job

1. Would you rather have a fun job that doesn't pay well or a boring job that does?
I think my life choices demonstrate clearly that I'm OK with the former. I've done the whole high-paying but boring thing and while it's very nice to be able to spend money without a care in the world, I get very impatient with it.

2. Would you sacrifice your morals for a job?
Been there, done that -- especially at GTRI, where I was posting marketing materials related to Depart of Defense technology initiatives and industrial chicken processing innovations. I don't like doing that stuff at all but I have. I applied for a job at the Georgia DOT once!

3. Would you ever take a job that requires you to be in costume?
Probably, as long as it's not some sort of mascot suit. I also doubt one of those Orange Julius or Hooters outfits would be good on me.

4. What is your fantasy job?
Stay-at-home diva.

5. Would you like fries with that?
If I'm going to be bad, give me onion rings.
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You are getting sleeeeepy...

So last night walking home from the gym, I got hit with a whammy of a headache and immediately knew that either more headaches or depression would be following behind. And I was right.

Today has been about coping. I've been getting these killer headaches that'll just be along the side of my skull or just above an eye. Fortunately these don't last very long, just five or ten minutes. But ack!

So far the depression has held off in terms of bad mood, feelings of doom, etc., but I've been struggling to take care of normal tasks like washing my hair (haven't done that since Wednesday), keeping clean, and duh, staying awake.

Today after work I was desperate to have a long nap, because I was exhausted and headachey, but I made myself go out to the supermarket. I wasn't really all there, however, as I noticed later when I went to prepare dinner and realized I'd missed a couple of different ingredients on my list. I was just too out of it.

Oh, well. Dinner's in the oven and will be done in about 40 minutes. Caleb will probably come have some. I'm not really sure what I will do tonight, since all I really want to do is sleep. Watching a movie is too much effort.
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Flotsam and Jetsam

There's been a lot of flotsam and jetsam in my head lately, but let's see if I can't pin bits of down long enough to post here...

Re-watched The Mysterious Lady with Garbo again today, this time with the commentary on. The commentary was OK but I think that 30 minutes research and I'd be as qualified as those guys, because it seems all that movie junk I gobbled up as a teenager is still lodged in my memory. Because we all need to know crap like William Daniels, the cineamtographer on almost all Garbo's movies, was also the man behind Erich von Stroheim's masterpieces. I mean, that sort of information could be so useful! Um, like if you're doing a DVD commentary track!

As I continue to listen to this James Brown CD, I've been looking up some background information -- one tidbit of which cracks me up. On his famous anthem "I'm Black and I'm Proud," those kids doing the response aren't actually black, but mostly white kids, who were the only kids in the suburban L.A. area where they were recording the song. There were some black and Latino and other kids, but mainly, it's little white kids singing on a song about black pride and white people keeping blacks down. Irony is an overused term so I won't go there.

You know you watch too many medical shows on TV when on a new "medical mysteries" show, you correctly guess the diagnosis just a couple minutes into each story. On the first one, within just a couple of minutes into a story on a sick kid, I knew it was Munchausen Syndrome by Proxy, with the mom killing her kid by poisoning. Then in the second story, as soon as they mentioned this sick woman with arsenic poisoning was working on her house, I knew she'd been poisoned by the arsenic they use (used to, anyway) on pressure-treated lumber. Maybe I just pick up on cues in the TV show, but still.

So today Caleb got a special assignment from work: Fly down to Puerto Rico and facilitate a public forum (in Spanish) on some project south of San Juan. It'll be a two-day trip, so he'll have enough time built in for a mini-vacation. He's never been anywhere tropical in his life, nor anywhere where Spanish is the native language (despite the fact he's fluent), so he's excited. This has nothing to do with me exactly, but I did get to hear him talk about it a lot today, visited Puerto Rico on Google Maps, and I'm sure he'll find a way to call me a dozen times a day while he's gone.

Luckie's been amusing me this week. 1) The other night I woke up around 4 or 5 a.m. and she's somewhere in the bedroom meowing and crying and stuff. She sounds rather hysterical and desperate so I thought she'd hurt herself or something. But no, she's got her octopus cat toy and is basically just whining because she has an "emergency" need to play. I grabbed the octopus, plopped it on the bed, and went back to sleep. And... 2) Today I got some fresh strawberries and was eating them on the couch. I pulled off the leaves and put them beside me on a plate. Before I knew it, Luckie had come up and eaten them! Later on she did it again, eating them off another plate. That cat thinks any small green leaf is catnip, I swear.