Trashy Tuesday – 1/8/2013

If you think health care is expensive now, wait until you see what it costs when it's free!

P.J. O'Rourke

Hid dye Ho Drivelites! It is so great to see all of you again. I'm getting to like these weekly meetings. How about you? This weeks “Drivel Over Coffee” topics will include greetings to my little brother – CJ. His birthday is coming up, January 28th to be precise. It is no secret he is eleven years younger than me for which I am eternally grateful. He is taller than I am naturally. I got all the breaks you see. He does have one short coming, maybe two that really sets us apart. He has less hair on his head than I do. Both hairs he has left are gray while mine remain dark, and easily groomed. His other short coming is that I can still put him on the ground with one finger. Yes, just one finger and it doesn't matter which one. I won't reveal the secret because I would hate to see him harassed by his friends. So before time slips past me, I wanted to wish him “Happy Birthday” and remind him that his January birthday means he was probably conceived on April Fool's Day. 

 

Did you know that a large group of baboons is called a congress? That explains a lot now, doesn't it!

Well, the new garbage disposal has been installed AND it works. I surprised my current wife, Sue, and the kids – Jenny the elder and Debby the younger by not having to make a single trip to Menards or True Value. They seemed stunned. To be honest, I was a little surprised myself. As I cleaned up and put my tools away I was impressed that I only had brought in about half of my tool box during the process. That also speaks volumes of how well this project went. I just could not afford a kitchen remodel right now. Dodged a bullet.

Did anyone watch the BCS College Football Championship game last night? I started to watch but lost interest around halftime. I think Notre Dame thought the game was tonight. They didn't look ready to play at all. Kind of like a deer caught in headlights. The final score should put them out of the top 25. 

 

I wanted to get your input today on Fiber. You know the edible kind, not cotton, hemp. Silk or anything like that. I get a limited amount of fiber from the food I eat but it needs supplemented to reach my daily minimum. What do you do to supplement your fiber intake? I am not real fond of the stuff you put in water and mix it up. Reminds me of getting ready for a colonoscopy. You have to have a glass full of this stuff with every meal. Shoot I get bloated since I eat 6 or 7 meals a day. Just kiddin', I don't have that many meals. I have tried the psyllium fiber pills. They weren’t bad until I realized I needed to take 6 or so pills at one time, 3 times a day to get my daily requirement. That just seemed excessive not to mention the amount of water you drink to get them all washed down. Lately, I have been chewing on Metamucil MultiGrain Wafers. I think they come in a couple of flavors. I prefer the “Apple Crisp” flavor. There are 2 wafers per packet. You may eat up to 3 packets per day. Now they really do taste pretty good. They are pretty crisp and densely packed. Similar to a chunk of corrugated cardboard that is folded over about 10 times and pressed with a 20 ton press. The warnings make me nervous however. In bold lettering under “Warnings” they list choking, Allergy alert, may affect how medications work, may experience change in bowel habits and keep out of the reach of children. They go on and explain each of these warnings but I won't bore you with that. So is this the best for a fiber supplement?

I purchased some “Breakfast Blend” coffee the other day. I felt I needed a vacation from the French Roast for a while. I just wasn't getting that usual blast of insight from the French Roast anymore. The Breakfast Blend is good, nothing wrong with it. It is refreshing but still no “Bazinga” that I count on for the blog. I will try something different next week. I will keep you posted. This week I have my headphones on and am listening to “All 60's Radio” on Iheart Radio. I'm very glad you can't hear me singing along with the likes of The Turtles, The Beach Boys, Dusty Springfield or Bob Dylan. I am having a toe tapping good time. They bring back memories of my teen years in central Iowa, Greenwich Village, Haight Ashbury, Vietnam and etc. My current wife has left for a few hours because she can't tolerate my off key warbling either.

OMG – The Searchers - “Needles and Pins”. Excuse me, I was overcome for a minute. Now what were we talking about? Oh yes, twitter. Are any of you experts at twitter? Jenny the elder got me setup with a twitter account about six months ago. Now I am trying to figure out how to use it. I think it may be useful seeing as how I have an opinion on most everything these days. I think I can somehow link a tweet to my blog or my website, www.dabailey.com. If you are a twitter (or whatever) and want to share info, I would really appreciate your help.

Today, being Tuesday, is trash day here on Hysteria Lane. I got up, realized that I was still breathing (I always check) and realized that I couldn't have my coffee. Dang fasting blood test anyway. My mood soured so I donned my winter trashy Tuesday attire; sweatpants, t-shirt, untied snow boots, down jacket (open in the front), and of course my cousin Eddie hat. After multiple trips from the house to the various collection containers, the curby, the garby and the yardy I towed them to the curb on either side of my driveway. Back inside my mood had not improved so I got ready to go get the blood test which was followed with PT on a rotator cuff problem. I then treated myself to breakfast, alone, unhurried, no paper, no iPod, no nook; just me alone in the restaurant. I drank a whole pot of coffee which was followed by a nice breakfast. I am now in a reasonably civil mood thank goodness. I have all day for blogging, twittering and facebooking until my window guy comes later this afternoon. 

 

Shoot, I forgot to tell you about the window, didn't I? This window was replaced a few months ago with a pair of double hung animals. It is in our dining room. I sit next to them in the morning reading the paper and consuming my first cup of coffee. I have noticed a draft coming down the window to the floor and across my bare feet. I thought about it for a month or so and decided that I should not have a draft from the window since it was new. I called the guy before Christmas, which I knew would be after the New Year before he came. In the second week of January with no word from the dude, I called him yesterday and kind of reamed him a little. Larry, the dude, will be here this pm and “fix” it all up. Haven't we all heard that before? 

 

I have to go now, I am singing with the Shangri-Las “Leader of the Pack” and simply can't keep focused. Coffee is no more, cup left at the restaurant, and I really must try doing something today that is more or less useless, no I mean useful. Should we meet again, have a great day and a better tomorrow. Remember, we usually feel better about ourselves after going to the bathroom. TA!