You’ve got to go crazy sometimes or you might GO CRAZY!
Time for a big fat laugh!
You’ve got to go crazy sometimes or you might GO CRAZY!
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You’ve got to go crazy sometimes or you might GO CRAZY!
If you can’t count on the ground beneath your feet staying put, what can you depend on?
I’ll never forget my first earthquake. I was living in Bangkok at age 19. I had taken a bath and was just standing up when I felt super dizzy and disoriented. Being from Kansas, I assumed it was my problem. It never occurred to me that the earth beneath my feet was moving!
I have lived in a number of places that experience regular earthquakes, most in Asia, but my first professional position after graduate school was at the University of Utah Government Documents in Salt Lake City. You should see the EPA report on what a major earthquake could do to that town!
When I studied Chinese in Taipei we had short ones about once a month. And each time I thought, ” I hate this place and now I’ll probably die here!” That convinced me permanently not to live in an earthquake zone and I haven’t since. I figure life is stressful enough without having to worry about the stability of the ground beneath my feet. Those that live in earthquake zones with 99% chance of the big one perplex me. Fatalism at its best I guess.
After the recent quakes, the Governor of California said Saturday that “governments must strengthen alert systems and building codes, and residents should make sure they know how to protect themselves during an earthquake.” Good luck with that!
When the entire earth seems out to get me, I am not optimistic…
Adding insult to injury in the treatment of our poor little blind puppy
It isn’t easy being ripped off by the medical establishment, and funny how they do it when you are most upset and vulnerable. We were told to take Rasta to an eye specialist for his apparent glaucoma and blindness in one eye. We went up to Colorado Springs on Tuesday for help. Instead we got a very sad diagnosis and a bill for $400 dollar for meds that would not help his blindness. So why did we pay it?
As you might guess I was very upset, and Mike was afraid to upset me further by protesting $230 worth of meds. when it seemed certain that Rasta would lose that eye anyway. So we paid and left. Only later I got to wondering how the bill added up to $400 for a 20 minute appointment. When I looked closer they charged us $160 for eye drops for glaucoma even though we were all fairly certain that his left eye was not salvageable. I felt like they took advantage of my own vulnerability and I was angry.
This is my cautionary tale….
Our cat Charlie died painfully, needlessly and far too young this week. This is why:
Our male cat Charlie died a painful death this week, and we want others to know so it does not happen to them.
Mike and I are not experienced with male cats or dogs and had no idea that the dry food we fed Charlie eventually killed him. According to our vet, who has seen hundreds of cases like this, feeding your male cat only dry food can easily lead to urinary tract diseases like cystitus and urinary obstruction. Wet food is much better for them.
“Miracle Messages” helps the homeless reconnect with loved ones
Miracle Messages helps “local partner sites engage their homeless neighbors in conversation and offer to help them record short Miracle Messages (video, audio, or text messages) to their loved ones. Then, our trained digital detectives attempt to deliver the Miracle Message and facilitate a reunion.”
Please allow me to explain how important this work can be. My disabled brother John had been homeless or close to it for years, with little or no contact with his family. In 2010, after he disappeared from Durango, we did not hear from him for a few years. I decided to set up a missing persons report at NamUs to reassure us that if his body was found we would be notified. Instead, a wonderful Forest Ranger down near Sedona Arizona saw my listing and talked John into contacting us. Since then we have reconnected in an amazing and life-changing way for all of us, his children, my elderly parents, my sister and me.
I imagine pride or shame cause many homeless people to avoid contact with people from their past. It is so important that they know that sometimes family and friends still love them and miss them terribly. Please donate as much as you can to this worthy cause because:
After I watched the Oscars, I decided to see a couple movies that I had skipped over before. I skipped “Bohemian Rhapsody” because I figured it was a concert movie and I wasn’t completely sure who Queen was anyway. I know I can be pretty out of it sometimes… I skipped “First Man” because I have never been that interested in space flight. It sounded like a “male movie” to me. Mike convinced me to reserve these two at the public library, just in case we were missing something good. He was right. As most of you know, Bohemian Rhapsody is a 2018 biographical film about 
Then I watched “First Man” last night. The two things I took away from this film: exactly how courageous our first astronauts were, and the price they and their families paid for that courage. Who knew that Neil Armstrong had a two and a half year old daughter who died of a brain tumor in 1961? Although Neil Armstrong was obviously the hero of this story, I focused on his wife, played wonderfully by Claire Foy. Didn’t these guys get any kind of counseling for what they were going through? Their wives sometimes seemed like the real heroes, sitting at home with their children wondering if they still had a husband. And when their husbands did come home, how traumatized were they? Since back in the sixties men were raised to hide all emotions except anger, the wives bore the brunt of all of those confusing and repressed feelings. I was left wondering if either our astronauts or their families had any idea of what they were getting into when they signed up for this mission.
Adventures of the NEW??? Old Farts 