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Nope, Nothing Here!

(My doctor, after examining my head(!)

correction – My EYE doctor, after my eye exam!  :-) )

Part of my annual medical exam involves a visit to the ophthalmologist.  You know, the guy who dilates your pupils to see what he can see.

Being a diabetic, there is always a concern.  Diabetes, as it limits proper blood flow, can cause neuropathy (which I have) and even diminished flow to the eyes, which can cause blindness!  Even with my ‘good’ blood work numbers.

I don’t like having my pupils dilated, and even more so do not like paying for the privilege.  My eye doc does take Medicare (which I am on, due to my being disabled).  Of course, every year there is the deductible.

And, it is the beginning of a new year.

Sigh.

So, I’d been putting it off until I could cobble some funds together.

My regular physician – knowing my predilections in this matter – sent a referral to the eye doc, who set up an appointment, and they called me with the date and time.

So there’s no avoidance…

Good news!  They take payments!  There is no sign of diabetic damage in either eye!  AND my prescription hasn’t changed.

Until next year…

Person-Of-Interest, Part Deux

Those of you who know me, or who have read this blog at any length, know I love TV, movies, etc.  In spite of this, I’ve come late to the table on many popular shows (original Star Trek, Firefly/Serenity to name a couple) and am now dogged by the idea that anything I truly enjoy is doomed to be canceled.

Person-Of-Interest, for example.

Here is a show with interesting characters, good acting and an engaging theme with caught my interest a few years ago.

The government (and others) are spying on us ALL through public surveillance cameras, traffic cameras, ATMs, personal computers, security systems, cellular telephones ad infinitum, and crunching the data to use for their ‘purposes’ (propaganda, ‘nudging’, marketing, politics).

The lead actor (Jim Caviezel) who plays a spec-ops former CIA guy in the show, even took it upon himself to train with Navy Seals near his home to learn realistic weapon handling and unarmed combat techniques.

Sounds fantastic, right? (from the root word fantasy)

Now, approaching the delayed beginning of Season Five, we’ve been told this will be a truncated season (13 episodes) starting later this year, and probably the last.

Damn.

I’ve never written a letter to a production company (as an adult – I remember writing Sky King when I was age 7 for an autograph!  :-)) but I am considering writing one now.

But, a comment by another fan of the show on an entertainment website may have said it all:

Well, maybe it is not the rating but the subject matter this show speaks about – not so much science fiction at all anymore. Better shut up.

Sigh.

poi

What’s In A Name?

Billy Shakespeare said that.

I’d a recent experience, wherein I left a blog post comment @ one of my blogfriend’s™ blogs.  A few minutes later, it occurred to me that I’d addressed him by someone else’s name!

And there was no method in his blogging software by which I could make a correction.

(I did go back and make a second comment, apologizing.)

This reminded me of a year-or-so ago, when a kind soul sent me a few dollars on my sidebar Paypal link.  (hint, hint).  It was late, I was preparing to retire, and had taken my evening meds.  (HALF of the medication I am prescribed has possible side effects of memory loss!)

And I thanked him profusely, using a wrong name!

Then, I sent him another email, apologizing.  Hopefully, I got it right the second time(?)  I’ve not heard from him ever again.

Sigh.

At least, in the few significant personal relationships I’ve had in my lifetime with the opposite sex, I’ve not uttered another woman’s name whilst in flagrante delicto!

I don’t think?  I wasn’t on this kind of medication, then…

I don’t know…

DOOM And DOOM-ER!

doomThe Internet is replete with tales of doom and gloom.

Two of the more current (having appeared almost simultaneously) are (first)…

BERNIE SANDERS BECOMES THE NEXT PRESIDENT

Why?  Because the expected Democratic front runner, Hillary Clinton is mired in all her illegal, dishonest and unethical mess – to the point where even the main-stream media couldn’t ignore it.  So Bernie, who seems to be running strong, and is an avowed Socialist – became the candidate.

And Donald Trump, the RINO populist, who says what ‘the people’ want to hear (at least some people) and cannot be bought (as he is running on his own cash) scares the bejezus out of the Republican establishment.  As they are not about to make him their candidate (because they cannot control him) he forms a third party.  This splits the Republican base, and Bernie The Socialist wins!

Result?  More editing and erosion of the Constitution, and increase in governmental power.  And out-of-control spending!

Quelle surprise.

(second)

WORLD FINANCIAL COLLAPSE

The People’s Republic of China (aka the PRC or ‘Red’ China), the communist behemoth to the East, is tanking financially.  And our own system (Wall Street and The Fed) are failing as well.  (the DJA dropped 1100 points in one day), AND, China holds our note (they are propping US up!)  Translation – both East and West are preparing for a large financial hit.  And failing in the preparation.  International terrorism is rampant.  And let’s not mention Europe and the tinder box in the Middle East (nuclear Iran – “I told you not to mention that!”))…

Quelle surprise TWO.

Expectations are (again, per the Internet-feeding your fears since 1994) that with a second, incompetent Socialist President, and a rapidly failing financial system, WORLDWIDE, the international banking system and what’s left of world stability will fail.

No access to your bank accounts, IRAs, profit-sharing funds, stocks, pensions, gold, jewels.  You will be asked to bring in any valuables to the nearest federal collection station for ‘processing of your contribution’.  Social Security, Medicare and disability payments will STOP.

And anarchy will ensue.

Need an Alka-Seltzer, yet?

Or a whiskey?

Me?  I don’t buy into it.  At least not yet.

I think the demise of the Republic will occur much more slowly and painfully, as it has been since, oh, 1930…

Another Milestone – For What It’s Worth

Which, seriously is nothing.  :-)

OVER 200,000 views (200,107 views as of this writing) (people who intentionally or otherwise) viewed Guffaw in AZ since it’s inception, March 5, 2011.

W O W

I’m truly amazed.

I still have low expectations, but feel compelled to comment on statistics and dates as I run across them.

Thank you all, dear readers.

Guffaw

Another ‘Bobbie Burns’ Day

It’d been said tell God your plans – and watch him laugh.

I’ve been reluctant to go in for a back x-ray, on doctor’s order.

I’m just tired of procedures.

Robert Burns – the poet laureate of Scotland wrote Ode to a field mouse.

“The best laid plans of mice and men aft gang agley”

(oft go astray)

I actually decided to go in.

Then I got a cold.  And I feel like crap.  Fevers, chills, muscle pain.  And a temperature of 102°.

Been bedridden since yesterday morning.

Sigh.

Rose In The Garden

Life doesn’t always go as we plan or desire.  We certainly cannot control others in their personal plans or desires.

Especially, in matters of the heart.

Sometimes, we must let them go…

When love is good, it’s very, very good.

And when it goes away, it sucks.

♫ Unremarkable ♫

That’s what we are. ♫  (with apologies to the late, great Nat King Cole)

From Caleb @ Gun Nuts:

Carrying a gun does not make me special. It doesn’t make me different, it doesn’t make me a sheepdog, and it shouldn’t be treated like an occasion. The act of every day concealed carry should be no more interesting or dramatic than the act of buckling your seatbelt, washing your hands during flu season, or changing the batteries in your smoke detectors.

(…)

Stop treating CCW like it’s special. It’s not. You’re just carrying the most effective tool available to defend yourself from violence. It’s a fire extinguisher. There’s nothing special about keeping a fire extinguisher under the kitchen sink. I want owning and carrying a Glock 19 to have the same level of remarkableness as owning a Toyota Camry.

You should really go to the link above and read Caleb’s entire editorial.

He is correct, of course.  Unless you are military, spec ops, civilian police or private security, you are NOT a sheepdog, superhero or James Bond.  You are just a piece of flotsam out there taking some responsibility for your own protection.  Good for you (as far as that goes) but your adrenaline and bp shouldn’t go up just because you gear up.

Putting on an IWB holster should be no different than picking up your keys or clipping your folding knife in your pocket!

There is no big red S on your chest.

not superman

Life Is Loss, Part Two – A Lesson Learned

I posted a few days ago regarding losses – specifically the loss of my daughter, and a good friend’s loss of most of his lower left leg and foot.

Hardly an upbeat read.

However, Life is not just loss.  Life also gives us lessons!

Since I heard from my good friend Bob regarding his diabetic amputation surgery, I’ve tried to contact him.  We exchanged texts initially a couple of times, and he advise me he would call.

Nothing.

I feared the worst.

So, I took it upon myself to call him.  Not to incessantly badger him (thinking he was busy enough) but once a week, just to check-in on him and his condition.  And attitude.

And I ended up leaving messages.  And this concerned me.

Bob returned yesterday’s message last night.  I needn’t have been concerned.

Bob – (my former PI and gun store boss) was in great spirits!  YES, he did lose his left foot and about 12″ of lower leg.  And yes, he has a long, painful recovery and rehab ahead.

But he was not only doing physically well – he was doing well emotionally and spiritually, too!

Now, Bob would be the first to tell you he is not a religious guy.  And not the most spiritual.  But he almost lost his life to sepsis, and took his survival to mean he is supposed to remain here a while longer.

And not wallow in his losses.

He is fortunate to have the great support of his wife and two daughters.  And his brother.  And he reminded of previous losses and near-death experiences he has suffered.

AND HE SEES THIS AS YET ANOTHER CHANCE TO REDEEM HIMSELF!

Or, in the words of his parents (both deceased), “Put on your big boy panties and get on with it!”

And his is and has.

And, he reminded me (indirectly) that I have similar lessons.  I, too, have had losses, and near-death experiences.  And I have wallowed.  Or more specifically whined.

I might lose some benefits.  So what?  Big boy panties are available for the wearing.

Bob has set an example for me to try and emulate.

Starting now.

Living Off The Grid, Part II

aka, boy, THAT was close!

After my morning routine yesterday, I didn’t get back to my computer and the Internet until late last night.  I usually leave her on and connected, but in sleep mode.  That way, all I have to do is hit ESC and I can respond to email, review blogs, whatever…

Except last night, I reviewed a couple of emails and went to respond to them.  And nothing happened.  Nothing.  Bupkis, zilch, a big goose egg.

The screen was there, the mouse worked to maneuver between screens; I was able to open files and emails.

But, I was unable to type anything!  My wireless keyboard was not working!

And, this was not the usual ‘battery indicator indicates they need changing’ (although, just in case, I did change them)

I thought, perhaps, I would be ‘living off the grid’ for real!

(I did set up a fledgling post on my cellular telephone, although I am unclear how to change out my other blog items – the quote, funny and women pic.  Guess I need to do additional research, huh?)

So…I went to bed, awakened this morning, showered, dressed, etc. and began to address the computer issue head on.

I turned her off and ran diagnostics, reinstalled the mouse, and prayed.  And did a cold reboot.

That was the initial solution for all computer problems at TMCCC for the 20+ years I worked there.  Have a problem with your terminal?  Reboot!  Or, move to an empty desk and reboot!  Hell, it worked for the IT guys there about 75% of the time, so…

Fingers now crossed (note to self, very difficult to type in this fashion!), I began to type.

And the keyboard now works!

PHEW!

coldbootUntil next time…

 

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