I See Bluebirds Whisper
Had to get my eyes dilated today. It’s been a few years and now that I am over forty … gotta’ be more consistent with these type of things.
My eye doc said, “Your eyes look fantastic. They are really really really healthy and they are really really really nearsighted.”
I really really really love my eye doc.
Some of my facebook friends were worried about me driving the mile from my appointment to home. I took this picture to show them how I got home safely: Bionic sun-shades.
After looking at this picture, don’t you agree that some seriously random super human capability should be attributed to these shade roll-ups? The “I see whispering bluebirds” title was my contribution to the amazing abilities of these bionic shades.
I know, not that funny but … come on … my eyes are dilated.
The other thing I discovered today is the brightness adjustment thing on my monitor(s) … I don’t like waiting for the dilation stuff to wear off.
Astounding Night In Massachusetts
UPDATES Added at the end of the post after the jump.
Considering the fun we had last week about American Idol I just can’t bring myself to turn off Fox News watching the election results coming in from Massachusetts. As I am typing this they haven’t call the race but Brown is ahead by 7. Twitter, or at least my stream, has lit up with updates, speculations and joking.
I will update this post as the night moves on.
What do you think about this election to fill this Senate seat in Massachusetts? Is it a Health care referendum? A blaring warning to the Democrats for the ‘10 election cycle? A referendum on Obama?
Dear Republican National Committee – I Will Answer Your Survey When You Answer Mine
Last week I got a “survey” from the RNC (Republican National Committee) that was titled 2009 OBAMA AGENDA SURVEY. It was formatted like a scan-tron type of test with complete instructions on checking the appropriate “box” (even though it is a circle), sign it and send it in with my contribution. They don’t ask for money, they assume I will give it naturally after filling out this survey.
They even say:
To ensure that this Registered Survey is properly accounted for, we ask that you sign and return this document regardless of whether or not you answer every question. Thank you.
There is also a warning “DO NOT DESTROY * DO NOT DESTROY * DO NOT DESTROY …” spanning the width of the page near the top of the “survey.”
The survey has 15 questions I am supposed to only answer as Yes, No or No Opinion. Here is a sampling:
#2 Do you believe the federal government has gone too far in bailing out the failing banks, insurance companies and the auto industry?
#3 Do you support amnesty for illegal immigrants?
#5 Are you in favor of granting retroactive Social Security eligibility to illegal immigrants who gain US citizenship through an amnesty program?
#9 Do you support the creation of a national health insurance plan that would be administered by bureaucrats in Washington D.C.?
#12 Are you in favor of creating a government-funded “Citizen Volunteer Corps” that would pay young people to do work now done by churches and charities, earning Corps Members the same pay and benefits given to military veterans?
#13 Are you in favor of re-instituting the military draft, as Democrats in Congress have proposed?
#15 Do you support Democrats’ drive to eliminate workers right to a private ballot when considering unionization of their place of employment.
Seriously: I Had No Intention of Starting a Civil War
ABBBBNNEERRRRRR!!!!
When I rented apartments I would always be amazed at how not interesting home owner stories were but yet the home owner seemed to really be invested in the story. The following is my first real homeowner story and I hope you find it interesting because… I am really invested in it 
Do you remember Gladys Kravitz on the sitcom Bewitched? She was the very nosy neighbor that would often see the magical goins’ on over at Samantha and Darren’s place. People loved to not like her because EVERYBODY seems to have a busybody neighbor. Gladys personified the neighborhood gossip who actually did see some crazy things but no one would believe her because she would be the only witness and the reports were so outrageous.
I can still hear her yelling AAABBBBBNEEERRRRR!
When I first moved into my condo, I was warned by our own local Gladys Kravitz, about my downstairs neighbor being nicknamed by the neighbors as Mr. Grouch. My other Bostonian neighbors simply will NOT talk about him other than to say that name, wave their hand and move on. Humbly stated though, I am a pretty good neighbor. I don’t throw wild parties, do crazy shenanigans, I will help out if I can … I do try to do my part and be a good neighbor. So I didn’t worry about Mr. Grouch.
Until Tropical Storm Fay.
When TS Fay came along in August of 2008 and basically parked over my neighborhood, we got about 17 inches of rain and the area got anywhere from 14 to 21 inches. It was wet wet wet … and even wetter. Everything was wet. Water was accumulating on the windows and condensing 24 hours the entire time the storm was here … it was amazing. My neighbor got a mold patch in his bathroom so he decided to blame me for having a leak in my pipes that was causing his mold patch (the size of a quarter.) He demanded that I hire a plumber and track down *MY* leak.
Pink Crosses Highlight the Plight Of Porn Stars
Wow
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Shelley Lubben is the second person to speak … very frankly … about some of the hardships porn stars face. Good for her. It’s important to remember that the sexual hedonism in our culture isn’t relegated to the partying side of the gay community … it’s everywhere. The people involved in this industry (homosexual, heterosexual … whatever) are all known to God by name and it is important that we pray for them too.
Hat Tip: Covenant Eyes
Of Leg Lunges and Battling "The OUCH" – A Gym Update
WARNING: The following is a dramatic re-enactment of actual events …
Feet shoulder width apart? … yep
Toes pointing forward? … yep
Head up … breathing? … yep and yep
:::: left foot lunge forward :::
ok… your feet are all over the place when you lunge, remember what Mr. Hollywood said, put your hands on your hips for balance … resume …
::: right foot lunge forward :::
much better
Mr. Hollywood = Personal Trainer, Jesus = Soul Trainer – A Gym Update
Last Friday, June 19 I wanted to kill a man. A man I have nicknamed Mr. Hollywood, my new trainer.
And I am only kinda’ joking about it.
This is a difficult post to write because I only wanted to blog about working out in funny and encouraging ways. I can still make it funny in parts but this past week … well… in all of my yo-yo dieting career … has been one of the most difficult I can remember ever having along those lines.
The Birth of Randog – A Gym Update
Mr. Hollywood: Alright let’s get this started Randog!
Randog: Did you just call me Randog?
Mr. Hollywood: Oh … you don’t like that do you …
Randog: No … I LOVE that!
Mr. Hollywood: ok … cool
And then he took my measurements … always so … encouraging! ::: sorry for lying :::
And then he made me hurt, and inwardly swear, and hurt, and grrowl bad words when he wasn’t looking … and then hurt so more.
It was awesome.
OH and I only glared once … so far as I can remember.
But honestly, he pushed me on my weight lifting and I can actually do a lot more than I thought. Nothing like outside objectivity to help reveal a previously unknown strength.
Oh… I think that’ll preach
Hollywood Is The New Trainer – A Gym Update
Just so you all know, if you don’t already, I blog about a lot of things and one of the reasons I blog about the gym and health is that one… it’s a big part of my life right now. Two, many people who pray for me read my blog and three it’s another way of keeping me accountable.
While I still like Hercules, it’s just not easy touching base with him to talk about doing the personal trainer thing. Then I remembered a couple of weeks ago that a friend’s childhood friend sent out an email about her brother who just became a personal trainer. I dug that email out of the archives and gave him a call.
We met for lunch today and dude looks very similar to a particular Hollywood star so, for the purposes of the blog, I will call him Hollywood.
The great thing is that because I came to know about his training through a mutual friend, he knows I am a Christian, where I work and all that. He’s never personally had to deal with the issues our ministry addresses but is understanding of what we do and didn’t seemed bothered at all. He was actually supportive. He is a Christian himself.
Hercules … My New Trainer? – A Gym Update
I finally broke through my first weight plateau right before going to London. And then I went to London, gained the two pounds back but maintained at the plateau. Last week and this week though I have been kickin’ it hard at the gym and have decided to be open to the idea of having a trainer.
Today, I said a little prayer in the gym that the Lord would show me which trainer to approach. Even if it is someone I had mentally checked off the list, I trust His Spirit to incline me to follow through with at least questioning. The Lord helped me in this respect before and it was great experience.
So this time I prayed that the Lord would let me run into whichever trainer He had in mind. This is the first day I would have been ok with a Trainer bugging me with the small talk questions. Well, after saying that prayer I quickly forgot about it.
Well … I did. Just went flying out of my wittle bwain.
