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Rock ‘n Roll…. Minus the Rock
August 19, 2014, 10:14 am
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Mid 70’s to upper 90’s till the weatherman can’t see no more.

I bought 2 pairs of walking running shoes a couple of weeks ago.  My normal Asics and a pair of Brooks.  Never owned a Brooks, but they have extra padding and I like the way they felt.

The only problem is, with the extra padding comes a slightly thicker sole.  That results with me occasionally stumbling when I drag my foot a little.  Usually happens when on my forward step.

Which is exactly what happened again yesterday.  I was walking on some sticky carpet and I didn’t pick my foot up enough before I landed it.   Happened before, but . . .

this time I knew I was going down.

and then . . .

The pre-fall slow motion  kicked in.  Think Robert Downey Jr. in Sherlock Holmes.

 I saw the fall before it happened and actually decided on the following steps:

1) Toss the phone in my left hand away from the impact area.

2) Tuck my right shoulder.

3)  Roll smoothly

4) Get my feet under me.

5) Stand up to complete the roll.

Followed my plan.  Tossed, tucked, rolled, stood.  1 fluid motion.

Not bad for somebody who tripped over their own foot.   :)

 

 



Just Another Manic Monday
August 18, 2014, 8:36 am
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78 going to 99. Ditto for the next 6 days

Rained both Saturday and Sunday. Very nice weekend.

I was kind of upset that there was 1 piece of chicken left of the $60 dollars that I purchased Saturday afternoon . . . and that piece was eaten while I was showering.

So I went to BWW’s. I was seated at a table . Less than 3 minutes later I was asked to move to a booth to make room for a large party. No problem at all. I open the menu and this incredible mouthwatering picture of Ghost Pepper Wings on an insert fell out.

Insert
Insert.
Is was an . . . insert.

There was also a card sitting on the table – – – Try our Ghost Pepper wings!

OK, you got me hooked.

I’ll have the Ghost Pepper wings.

“Sorry, we don’t sell them anymore.”
?????????

OK, not going to ruin ny already shaky day, I ordered the Atomic wings.

Drank a margarita with the wings, but my eyes keep going back to the inset. It also has a picture of a Ghost Pepper daiquiri. I don’t drink daiquiri. Heck, had to look up how to spell it.

But . . .

It looked so good.

So . . .

I’ll have a Ghost Pepper daquiri.
“Sorry, we don’t have any of that liquor. Would you like another margarita?”

Yes I would.
I would also like a to-go box.
And please have your manager drop my.

I had a nice little talk to Mike. Very easy going saying, you need to have the items that you advertise . . . especially when they are advertised on insert, not the actual menu.

Mike agrred and said, “I’m not making excuses, but . . . “

Then he started down the Excuse boulevard.

I interrupted him. Thanked him for listening. And went next door to give Matt’s a try. Huge margatias, but had a bitter flavor to them. So I added a little Orange
Liqueur. By the time the third one arrived, I had the recipe down pretty good.

I occasionally go out with a lady who’s in the same, “No Relationship” situation. We go out, we have a good time. I drop her off and leave.

The last couple of non-dates I was invited in.

It comforable the first time; a drink and a movie.
It was more comfortable the second time; a little physical, but nothing serious at all.
Thursday we went out to eat. Really great Italian place. But something was missing. Friendly, but no undertones of sexual tension, no hint of electricity.

She invited me to watch a movie, then sat there with her legs tightly crossed and both arms intertwined across her chest.

Doesn’t take a phych degree to interpret that body language.

So we sat there and tried to watch Anna Karenina. I’m not much of an artsy guy, but I can usually figure out symbolism and such. But this one went way past my ability to appreciate the numerous, twirls ans swirls before I sit, scenes.

The move left me cold, and there was nothing there that even resembled a warming flame, so I excused myself and left. My little ‘tease’ kiss goodnight went for naught.

We’ll probably go out again, but I’m pretty sure I’m just walking her to the door. Outside that door, I’m pretty sure I know what to do. Inside that door . . . I get confused . . . very confused.



Echocardiogram Technicians Get Frustrated Soooo Easily
August 14, 2014, 8:34 am
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During my routine heart exams, I got an echocardiogram. There was a big sign on the wall:

Please tell the technician if you are pregnant or think you are.

Please tell the technician if you are breast feeding.

Soooooo when the lady walked in, I told her that I was breast feeding last for about an hour.

She just looked at me with a combination of disgust and frustration and said, “Sir!!!!! That sign means if you’re the one doing the breast feeding!!!!!”

Sooooo I told her we did it that way for about 5 minutes, but I like the other a whole lot better.

She sort of stamped her foot. Made that noise Charlie Brown makes when Lucy pulls the football away at the last second, and then stormed out of the room.

Echocardiogram technicians sure do get upset easily.



Reminiscing – Part 1
August 11, 2014, 11:49 am
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Going to change things up a little.  Instead of blogging about what just happened, I’m going to blog about what just happened reminded me of.  You know, reminiscing.

Fran let me know about an IHeart radio station that plays songs from the 50’s and 60’s.  That, of course, would be my formative years – That’s right – The way I am can be blamed on Rock ‘n Roll.

Long before there were karaoke bars . . . long, long before karaoke was popular, my sister and I would lip sync in front of our parents.  They would sit there and be entertained for hours . . . hmmmmm . . . maybe they just said that, I was too young to know, but it sure made us feel good.

To give you some idea about how long ago this was, my brother was born 1959 and was too young to perform with us.  I don’t thing he could walk yet.

Anyway, I hadn’t thought about singing in front of mom and dad for years . . . decades actually.

Again, anyway . . .

I was on the trail a couple of weekends ago when THE song came on.  It was Bobby Darin’s version, but it was THE song.

My mom and dad weren’t into early rock ‘n roll, but they did have the Dean Martin version of it.

I sang the lead.  My sister sang backup, including the words in the parenthesis.  It started like this:

 

Ev’ry night I sit here by my window (window)
Starin’ at the lonely avenue (avenue)
Watching lovers holdin’ hand ‘n’ laughin’ (laughin’)
And thinkin’ ’bout the things we used to do

 



Sizzle
August 7, 2014, 7:08 am
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80 right now, going to 102.

Hot, right?

104 tomorrow.  Maybe a thunderstorm on Monday evening.  Other than that, 100+ for the next week.

I’m thinking of jumping on the treadmill at 24 Hour Fitness on Saturday morning.  I really struggled 2 weeks ago when the temps got this hot.  Problem is, most everybody else will have the idea and it’s hard to stay in the same place for 3 hours too. 

The stress test went well.  Really well.  2 great nurses, but then, every one of them I know is.

I did identify a weakness in my workout . . . hills.

I blogged about a hill taking its toll on me a month or 2 ago.  Well, test started with the treadmill at a pretty good angle, and only got …… anglier????? hmmmmm.  You know what I mean,

12 minute test. Top speed started at the 10 minute mark.  I had to start jogging.  I noticed the two nurses give each other a quick glance like, Yeah, he’s not going to have any problems.

Glad the test didn’t any longer than it did.  I had my shirt off the whole time….. and I can hold my stomach in for only so long.

I followed the Spicy Asian recipe I posted on Facebook.  It was really good.  They nailed the clone recipe of the Boiling Crab.  Can’t wait till crawfish season rolls around again.  Alex definitely wants me to try it again . . . real soon.

 

 

 



Hit, But Not Deflected
August 5, 2014, 7:20 am
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Nice today, high of only 95…

but . . .

Hot starting Friday; 100+ for the forseeable future including 102 this weekend.

That’s 10-12 warmer than originally forecasted.

Please excuse the weekend rant. You know how things go sometimes.

Part of it was work. It’s been a real pain lately and I don’t see it getting better.

Stress test tomorrow and Thursday.

Alex and his buddy rearranged all the couches in the house. We have 4 or 5 of them, depending on definition. Quite honestly, the place looks a whole lot better. My son’s friend, Will, said Alex did a lot of lifting and moving. My son has also been kicking a ball hanging from a string. It’s actually a toy for the cat, but Alex seems to really enjoy it.

I do believe Alex has built some confidence in his back….. which is a great thing!!!!!

So . . . I didn’t have much of a dinner last night. Woke up hungry, so a trip to Subway was in order. Walked in and the sandwich maker whom I’m familiar with greeted me. The Black lady who had already placed her order turned around and smiled at me also.

Black lady? Black? Why did I mention that? What difference does it make?????

Just hang on . . . the adjective becomes relavent shortly.

The lady’s look lasted just a tad bit longer that usual, but I didn’t pay much attention to that. I was hungry.

As the lady reached the cash register, she was asked if she wanted anything else.

She said . . .

Yes . . . .

(Looked at me and continued…)

I really want . . . a WHITE chocolate chip cookie!

I smiled knowingly and, being the wild man that I want to become, may my decision right then and there . . . Large ham on flatbread with lettuce, onions, jalapenos, and vinegar and oil.

Y’all have a great day,
Chip



Ever
August 2, 2014, 4:50 pm
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Ever have one of those really, really lousy weeks? I mean completely miserable. And the damn week doesn’t even start till tomorrow?




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