I was watching last night’s episode of Elementary from my DVR this morning while, at the same time, trying to figure out how to embed a video from last night’s episode of The Last Word with Lawrence O’Donnell in this post. I’m not sure what it says about my fading mental capacities and willingness to endure pain, but the irony was definitely not lost on me when Sherlock made this statement just as I was giving up on that embed…
Politics. Disease. Nut-jobs with guns. Nut-jobs with axes?!?! Good grief, it seems the news is never good these days! And there they are, the 24/7, non-stop line of “ex-spurts” in front of the cameras to give us all their opinions…
Haven’t felt much like blogging lately. Frankly, so much has happened to aggravate my feelings of being “a stranger in a strange land” that I’ve simply had no faith that I could express myself in words anyone would understand. Which, I guess, is why my mind has been speaking to me in song again…
Well, this week certainly got off to a wonderful start. Between all the back spasms up and PC freeze-ups, I’ve been in just a wonderful mood! But hey, it’s “hump day,” and things are going just well enough at the moment for me too vent my frustration with a little Hump Day Madness!!! 
Well my friends, I finally got to see a dentist yesterday, which only required a 5 hour round trip in the freezing cold, including the hour walking to and from bus stops, the time waiting for connections, the 4 bus rides themselves, and the hour I actually spent in the dental office at the health department…
You know, boredom, in concert with frustration, can lead a person to some pretty dark places. Where even the things you do for “self-therapy” begin to seem like silly distractions preventing you from answering the call from something deeper, and much more meaningful. But hey, silly distractions have their uses too!
Or does it? It’s not as if I’ve actually gotten any “wiser with age” myself…
Not included in the TV-inspired revelations of my earlier post was how the pleasant (if somewhat weird) dreams I had once I got to sleep were rudely interrupted by a power company employee pounding on my door the way cops do when they’re jacked up on coffee and doughnuts and just can’t wait to drag someone, anyone, off in handcuffs…
I know that some of you might not have understood the reason for the worry I expressed in my Ooh Child, Things Are Gonna Get Easier… post. But for those of you who did, I’ve got an update for you:
This is for those who’ve wondered what the heel inspired me to “go off” the way I did in my A WTF Monday! post. It’s a little more involved than I had intended, so feel free to skip it if you want…
I Want Ice Water! 