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Wednesday, January 30, 2002
245 Dollars Later!
I now have a temporary tooth, top, front, just to the right. Here's the story. I have a tooth that's been rotting for a couple years. You've probably seen it when I crack my hideous smile. Lorene has been getting after me to deal with it for a long time. I had finally promised that I would go to the dentist once the new year began....well, I kept my promise today...after my tooth fell out on Friday. Sitting in my training class, I was nonchalantly munching on my pen, when suddenly I heard a pop in my mouth and felt something loose in there. Figuring I had broken off a piece of plastic, I pulled this thing out, and lo and behold! There's my nastyass tooth! I went white with shock, and tried to not let anyone notice. But as I was sitting there in front of a computer screen, going through training exercises, I looked over at the guy sitting next to me, and said "I don't believe this. I just lost a tooth". He replied "Are you fisting me"? I didn't even have enough wits about me to respond appropriately to this amusing expression. I just said...no. So, I went to the dentist today, got a temporary tooth and went to the dental lab where they chose the correct shading for my permanent new tooth, which I will get Thursday of next week. I can't wait for my next bill. $500.00 plus went to my insurance and I had to pay $245.00 out of pocket. Christ! I guess that's what I get for neglecting my pearly browns. Music: "I Luv I Jah" by the Bad Brains
Monday, January 28, 2002
So, my Mom made it back from my uncle's services on Sunday. The latest theory on what he had is Creutzfeldt-Jakob Disease, although they are still awaiting further results from his autopsy. He apparently had absolutely no form of Alzheimer's, as he was originally diagnosed. Mom met some of my uncle's and grandpa's old railroad co-workers at the memorial service. I didn't know this, but my grandpa used to be nicknamed "Tin-man", which, if you'd met my grandpa, you'd know that it fit him (only in part, due to the fact that he worked with sheet metal). I miss him more than any of the deceased in my life. Every time I hear something new about him, it opens that wound in my heart back up.
On a positive note, only 27 more days until Las Vegas!!! Music: "Bob's Breakdowns" by Asleep At The Wheel
Fuck, I'm tired!
I haven't seemed to have a chance to catch my breath, lately. I've been in training for the past week and a half, I've worked the last 2 Saturdays and MLK day, my Mom's been out of town, and I've been trying to make it to the gym with regularity. So, I've found myself with very little time on my hands to just do whatever around the house. God, I miss my flex shifts, but it is nice to see 'Rene on Saturdays. Dinner's ready. I'll write more later...maybe. Music: "The Tradition" by the Anti-Heroes
Sunday, January 20, 2002
Does anyone regularly visit this page that I don't know of? I've identified many of you, but some of the visits on my sitemeter leave me clueless. I know of the following regular visitors: Lorene, Toni, Scott, Jeff, Grace, Connie, Dee. Is there anyone else? Just curious. If so, say howdy on the comments system. That's what it's there for.
Music: "No Escape" by Attak
Friday, January 18, 2002
My uncle passed away last night. They don't know why. Which is outlandishly bewildering to me. Ahhh...VA doctors. Again, don't worry about me. No condolences or anything of that sort are necessary. The only reason I post about it at all, is because it stays on my mind, thanks to the updates that my mother gives me, and the toll I see it taking on her. I think she's found decent flight rates for her trip.
I started some new training at work today. Suddenly, my three day weekend has turned in to a one day weekend. I'm now working Saturday and Monday. Here's the fun part. I'm not eligible for the overtime on Saturday, because I called in sick on Monday. I would've just gone in with the headache, if I'd known I'd be drafted for this fucking training. At least I'll get overtime next week. It is kinda nice to be able to sleep a titch later, as they've revamped my schedule to where I work 8-5 instead of 6:30-3. Music: "Osuchowski's On The Loose" by Against All Authority
Wednesday, January 16, 2002
They took my uncle off the morphine and he is back out of the coma. From this point forward, I will just say "back in" or "back out" to indicate his state.
So, yesterday I faxed my resume to a rival firm. That's why I was looking for the Jan. 6th Tribune. There's an e-mail address in the ad that I didn't take down before they took it off of the Trib's website. We'll see what happens. In all honesty, I don't want to leave where I'm at. But it would be nice to feel more secure in my job. And my firm has made no indication that there won't be further layoffs in our department. Anyhow, I got my resume in kind of late, so I might not even hear from them. There are a lot of laid off brokerage reps, so I'm sure the competition is relatively stiff, as well. But I can't just sit there and wait for the ball to drop, if there's an opportunity out there, can I? (well, I guess I could) Music: "Place In The Country" by Adam Ant
Tuesday, January 15, 2002
You'll be glad to know that my record reviews on the blog have come to an end. Now that I can get that out of my system at Rateyourmusic.com, my fixation with that can be channeled there. It's kind of fun to read amateurs opining on their favorite (and least favorite) bands. You're still gonna get what I'm listening to every post.
Music: "Alturas" by Encuentros
Well, my uncle's back in his coma. He was only awake for a bit more than an hour, last night. I don't know what to make of this. Now, there's talk that he may have been misdiagnosed with Alzheimer's altogether by his work's doctor. What a fucking mess.
Music: "Vendetta" by the Elevators
Monday, January 14, 2002
I can't believe my fucking ears! My uncle was taken off of his life support, and he came out of his coma! For the moment, he is also coherent and up watching TV! Supposedly, he is recovering from the pneumonia he had recently contracted, as well! I didn't know that this kind of thing could happen.
Music: "Even In My Dreams" by Afro-Celt Sound System
Help!
Does anyone have a copy of the Salt Lake Tribune for January 6th? Please e-mail me, if you do. Music: "Silly Me" by All
Sunday, January 13, 2002
Just when I had started to lose faith...
Seemingly rising from the dead, the Oakland Raidahs win their first round playoff game against the New York Jets 38-24, muthafuckahhhhhh! Music: "Back In Black" by AC/DC
Saturday, January 12, 2002
I updated the TOP TENS page a little, and put comments in the template, if you wanna make fun of my tastes.
Music: "New Noise" by The Refused (God, what a challenging listen, Scott)
Thursday, January 10, 2002
Well, my uncle shortly lapsed back in to...either a catatonic state or a coma. I'm unclear as to which. He's only breathing with the help of a respirator. His wife is going to set him free when my cousin makes it home from Japan, which is the right thing to do in my book. Don't worry about how I'm doing. He and I were not particularly close. However, I will grieve for the pain this will bring (and is bringing) to my Mom and my cousins. I even feel for his wife. Watching someone you love deteriorate like that is fucking awful. I watched my grandmother deteriorate in a similar way, but she had more awareness and consciousness through most of it. I miss her.
Any suggestions for cheap airfare for my Mom, to go to Little Rock, Arkansas? Music: "Oh My Sweet Carolina" by Ryan Adams
Saturday, January 05, 2002
Supposedly, if you put this in your "head" section of your template, you won't get all the google searches: META NAME="ROBOTS" CONTENT="NOARCHIVE"> (you need a < at the beginning of that tag, but blogger wouldn't publish it with that on) I've decided to do so, as it kind of creeped me out that someone found my blog a couple months ago by typing "Dylan Hunter" in to google's search engine. Although I was amused that someone found my blog recently by typing in "classical pussies".
Music: "12:00 A.M." by Against All Authority
Even though it seems that he's survived a lot of these lately, I'm sitting here fretting over Scott, having suffered another breakup. I've sent a concerned e-mail, and am anxious to know what the deal is and how he's doing. Jeebus!
Jeez Scott, I was all excited to tell you that the new issue of The Big Takeover is out, but that seems pretty insignificant, now. My poor Mom has been suffering from endless headaches since she had her surgery on her sinuses. Nothing she does seems to get rid of it. She just has some days that are better than others. I think I'm gonna have to bitch until she goes back to the doctor. Earlier this week, my uncle, suffering from dehydration, had a seizure and lapsed in to a coma. He came out of it yesterday, and it was determined that the medication he was taking for his form of Alzheimer's was what he was reacting to. Christ... Music: "Time Will Come" by Agnostic Front
I'm just a blogging machine today. Did I mention that "the critter" called a few days ago to tell my Mom how lovely Xmas dinner was. It plays nice every now and again, in hopes of getting in our good graces so that it can act up again. Fuck that shit! I'm forgiving, to a point. But when it comes to being a fucker to my folks, my 'Rene, or my closest friends, it takes a monumental effort for me to get past it. Some think I'm too extreme, in this respect. Perhaps, but do I give a fuck? Let's see....um....hmm....no, can't say as I do.
Oh, and getting my folks a phone with caller ID has proven to be so wonderful. It's such a pleasure to avoid solicitors and relatives that I don't want to deal with. Music: "Pretty Little Girl" by All.
My folks are really something. They have eaten nearly all of my food-type Xmas presents. My Mom ate all but a couple handfuls of my cashews (and this was a huge motherfucking container), and the 2 of them ate 3/4 of my butter cookies (in a gigantic tin). Unbelievable. Yet, I am still the fatfuck of the house. That's just not fair. I like to hoard things like that, and eat them at a later date, but that's impossible in my house. Jesust!
Music: "Release It" by Afro-Celt Sound System.
Okay. I'm a total lurp (as if you didn't know). On my links page, you will find a link to my Rateyourmusic.com page. I've always fantasized about being a music reviewer, so it's fun to pretend. And when I went there this morning, my review for D.R.I.'s "Dealing With It" CD was on the home page (I say in a sobbing with joy tone, as I wipe a tear from my cheek). I know, who cares?
Music: "Jerry Was A Piece Of Shit" by the Anti-Heroes.
Well, I had a hideous headache, last night. Not the worst I've ever had, but still a big nuisance when I'd rather be vegging in front of the TV. I used it as an opportunity to use the stuff my folks bought me for Xmas that is supposed to help me with my headaches. I lit the candle, I rubbed the oil where the pain was, and I put the relaxation CD in. Unfortunately, my mind isn't susceptible to this kind of thing. The CD didn't put me to sleep, or convince my subconscious that I would no longer feel the pain of the headache. I eventually just took some Excedrin PM, and went to bed. I thought maybe that if I set my alarm to go off at 3:00 in the morning and start playing the CD that my subconscious might pick up on it then. Nope. That shit just doesn't work for me. I woke up with the headache in the back of my neck, and it didn't go away until I took 4 Excedrin Migraines. I couldn't take those last night, as they would've kept me up all night. Anyways, I think one of my biggest problems is that I shouldn't sleep on my stomach. It puts my neck in an awkward position and gives me a headache. I took a little nap when I got home from work, yesterday, and slept on my stomach. This sucks. I love sleeping on my stomach, and I absolutely can't get to sleep on my back (unless I'm watching a movie with Lorene).
Work sucked yesterday. There's this douchebag who calls in constantly. I hadn't had a call from him in a while, and I guess my number was up. His name popped up on my monitor, and my stomach just started churning. When you get this guy on a call, you can count on a 30 minute call (at least), most of the time. He loves to day trade, and always enters orders that don't work on our system. Then he calls in and demands that we fix it right now. Eventually, my boss told me to get him over to her, and she transferred him away to someone who's there to specialize on issues with this guy. I have no doubt that dealing with this prick contributed to my headache. In a couple of weeks, I'll be adding a new skill to my job. It requires about 2 weeks of training. I guess this is a good thing. It makes me a little less disposable. Maybe I can hang on to the jobby-wobby a little longer than I thought...maybe. Music: "Centerfold" (yes, that one) by Against All Authority.
I didn't get a html code to paste, but here's the results of my metalhead test:
Click here Actually, somewhat true. Music: "Tush" by ZZ Top.
At least I didn't get Dave Grohl...hate the fucking Poo Fighters. Music: "Rough Boy" by ZZ Top.
My Spirit Animal is the Wolf! Cycle of Power: Year Round - Full Moons - Twilight Aspects: Guardianship, Loyalty, Leadership, Ritual and Spirit. Click here to discover your spirit animal! This test made by Celtic_Shamanes Music: "Can't Stop Rockin" by ZZ Top
Tuesday, January 01, 2002
If you don't wanna read about my musical interests, skip this entry...
Laugh if you will, but heavy metal has been going through a renaissance, as of late. It seems to be a genre that artists are expanding their creativity in, more than any other. I've been buying up all CD's by "The Gathering", and they are just blowing my mind. It's kind of like listening to Sarah Mclachlan with fangs and hard guitars with frequent ethereal instrumentation and dirge beats. Amazing. And "Cruachan" has fused traditional celtic instrumentation and arrangements in to their metallic sound. They even include a guest appearance from Shane Mcgowan (or God, if you will) on "Ride On". It's kind of like listening to...the Chieftains fused with Metallica, with either Loreena Mckennit or Enya on vocals. And "Finntroll" are the only black metal band (aside from Venom) that I've ever been able to appreciate. They fuse traditional Finnish folk music and polka(!?!?) with black metal to bizarre and amazing effect. With classical interludes, it makes for an interesting listen. And "Fear Factory" has been making some phenomenal straight forward metal with industrial stylings. Their most recent album is less industrial, but sounds like the riff heavy album that "Helmet" should still be around making. And thankfully, they've almost completely abandoned the cookie monster vocals. There are a lot of bands now fusing classical, folk, and interesting keyboards in to their metal. Unfortunately, too many of them have a major cheese factor in their sound (the aforementioned bands excluded; well, maybe Finntroll is a little cheesy), so you won't see me growing my hair out and wearing spiked gloves and heavy metal duds. Plus, metal only represents a small portion of what I like. And if image was important to me any more, I would have adopted the skinhead look, some time ago. No'msayin'?
Lorene and I went to see LOTR again, with my folks. My Mom was loud, as usual, with her echoing laughter and constantly saying things like "Cool" and "I know what's coming here", and "watch this, Joe". My Dad also spilled his (large) popcorn all over himself, my Mom, and the row in front of him. I don't think that he hit anyone else, but there were many amused stares, delighted at my poor Dad's dismay. I've settled on a favorite scene in the movie: Gandalf and Saruman's staff fight. Although, the black riders on the watch tower and death of Boromir scenes were close runners up. That was definitely the coolest death scene, ever. And can I just say that many of the characters and scenes were almost exactly how I pictured them in my mind's eye? Aragorn and Elrond were so close to what I had imagined, it was scary. Gandalf, Saruman, and Boromir were much cooler than I imagined, as well.
So, here I am, working 5-9am on New Year's Day. How the hell did I convince myself that this was a good idea? Christ, I'm stupid! At least it's slow, so far. Lorene and I watched the first 20 minutes or so of Final Fantasy on DVD, last night. Could I have been more fucking bored? Kind of cool animation, lame dialogue, and a story that had me nodding off in the first 5 minutes. I'm sure that the prime rib I ate at Black Angus helped with the nodding off. I must say that Black Angus has the best prime rib in town, for my money, anyway. I've become a prime rib connoisseur, of late. I don't know why I've become so obsessed with it, but I can't seem to get enough. No'msayin'?
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