Open Bar MMXIV^2: Solace of Quantum

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

Sick as hell the last couple days and still had to work because I'm playing KM while the KM is on vacation and I'm already a cook down because one of my key guys badly sprained his wrist. It was a struggle, but I pulled through somehow. And hey, being sick for a few days was the last little nudge I needed to get down to my target weight of 220 lbs.

Good news is, I bought a plane ticket to go home in september for a week. Haven't seen my mom or stepdad since I left in early '07 to move back to Maine to take care of my dad. It's kinda bittersweet because the reason I'm in such a hurry to get back down there is that my godfather (dad's best buddy from Navy days and occasional partner-in-crime in post-Navy customs-evading escapades) is about to die from the same cancer that got my dad. I'm hoping that mid-September isn't too late. I can only afford to fly down there at the peak of hurricane season when it's relatively cheap. Ticket was $500, anything sooner than when I booked ranged between $750-$900 round trip. In a weird way, I'm almost hoping one hits and forces me to be stuck there.

Same cancer? Military-related?

I'm sorry to hear it, but I hope you have a great visit!

[Suu]

Procrastinating watching an osprey next via webcam down in Jamestown.

http://www.conanicutraptors.com/welcome/

Mom keeps yelling at Junior, I think she wants him to jump, and he keeps looking down like, "F* this."

[East Coast Hustle]

Sick as hell the last couple days and still had to work because I'm playing KM while the KM is on vacation and I'm already a cook down because one of my key guys badly sprained his wrist. It was a struggle, but I pulled through somehow. And hey, being sick for a few days was the last little nudge I needed to get down to my target weight of 220 lbs.

Good news is, I bought a plane ticket to go home in september for a week. Haven't seen my mom or stepdad since I left in early '07 to move back to Maine to take care of my dad. It's kinda bittersweet because the reason I'm in such a hurry to get back down there is that my godfather (dad's best buddy from Navy days and occasional partner-in-crime in post-Navy customs-evading escapades) is about to die from the same cancer that got my dad. I'm hoping that mid-September isn't too late. I can only afford to fly down there at the peak of hurricane season when it's relatively cheap. Ticket was $500, anything sooner than when I booked ranged between $750-$900 round trip. In a weird way, I'm almost hoping one hits and forces me to be stuck there.

Same cancer? Military-related?

I'm sorry to hear it, but I hope you have a great visit!

Yep. I had previously always assumed that my dad's cancer was related to his stint as a reactor engineer on 1st-generation nuclear subs back when the technology was still new and dirty as hell, but it turns out that the more likely culprit is the time he spent at the ULF Transmission station at Jim Creek. They were stationed there together; my godfather never got his dolphins and ended up running swift boats in Vietnam. Apparently this form of intestinal cancer is prevalent enough to be nicknamed "Jim Creek Disease".

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

Sick as hell the last couple days and still had to work because I'm playing KM while the KM is on vacation and I'm already a cook down because one of my key guys badly sprained his wrist. It was a struggle, but I pulled through somehow. And hey, being sick for a few days was the last little nudge I needed to get down to my target weight of 220 lbs.

Good news is, I bought a plane ticket to go home in september for a week. Haven't seen my mom or stepdad since I left in early '07 to move back to Maine to take care of my dad. It's kinda bittersweet because the reason I'm in such a hurry to get back down there is that my godfather (dad's best buddy from Navy days and occasional partner-in-crime in post-Navy customs-evading escapades) is about to die from the same cancer that got my dad. I'm hoping that mid-September isn't too late. I can only afford to fly down there at the peak of hurricane season when it's relatively cheap. Ticket was $500, anything sooner than when I booked ranged between $750-$900 round trip. In a weird way, I'm almost hoping one hits and forces me to be stuck there.

Same cancer? Military-related?

I'm sorry to hear it, but I hope you have a great visit!

Yep. I had previously always assumed that my dad's cancer was related to his stint as a reactor engineer on 1st-generation nuclear subs back when the technology was still new and dirty as hell, but it turns out that the more likely culprit is the time he spent at the ULF Transmission station at Jim Creek. They were stationed there together; my godfather never got his dolphins and ended up running swift boats in Vietnam. Apparently this form of intestinal cancer is prevalent enough to be nicknamed "Jim Creek Disease".

Whoa, shit!

[LMNO]

Sorry to hear that, man.

[Freeky]

Aw, shit, ECH. 

[Freeky]

Almost forgot.  I have an interview at APAC (a call center) tomorrow morning.  The program the lady I spoke with said I'd be a fit for was the one with some utility company out of TX, which means no sales! 

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

Good luck!

[Cardinal Pizza Deliverance.]

Hope you enjoy your visit, ECH. Sorry about your godfather. Fuck cancer.

[Cardinal Pizza Deliverance.]

Good luck, Freaky.

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

Remember the olden days, when everyone was afraid of AIDS so if you fucked a dude he was your boyfriend, and then most likely you just got married and had kids because it was too much of a pain in the ass to start out all over again with the STD testing with a new partner?

Man, if only people had those kinds of morals today.

[Nephew Twiddleton]

Managed to get my computer largely working today.

It... was pretty much everything.

Everything needed fixing, updating, unplugging and replugging in, doing magic Nintendo cartridge ritual, etc...


But, it's working well enough. Now I just gotta fix the other crap that isn't essential, but might be a good idea...

[Nephew Twiddleton]

I still probably need a new comp. It's just not urgent anymore.

[Nephew Twiddleton]

I think that was part of the problem. Since there wasn't any one specific thing wrong so much as a bunch of little things (I mean, come the fuck on, 86 updates?), it was tricky to pin down, since there actually wasn't anything to pin down, so much as the whole thing, Twid, the whole thing.

[Doktor Howl]

My bowels have begun to behave themselves.  I am at work with partially-functioning bowels.

This pleases me.