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Hotel room math?

Four people go on a trip. Two are married and share a bed. The married couple and one of the single people have pets and a pet fee is included in the room charges. The two unmarried people share a bed.

How should the bill be divided?


No Publix here...

but that doesn't mean I can't share this with you all. There may be Publix stores where you live.

$50 worth of coupons:


A thing of beauty...


The Grand Rapids Lip Dub video. Sing along if you know the words.


Oh, so busy!


Last Wednesday I went to see my gastroenterologist. No big, just... reporting on things. All fine, no relapses, like grease through a goose and all that. He was called away at the last minute so I saw his nurse practitioner. She wrote me another script for ativan (yay!) and asked if I'd ever been on prednisone.

Uck. Prednisone. I said "yeah, but I fight with any doctor who prescribes it because I don't feel it really helps me. In fact, it makes me angry because I gain weight when I take it. And anger leads to stress (or is it the other way around) and that just leads to a relapse in my damn condition.

Then she asked if I'd ever had a bone density scan. "No, I'd always kind of assumed that since I have a large bone structure that osteoporosis would be one of the last things I'd have to worry about. Au contraire! So she had one of the scheduling nurses set me up with a Dexa Scan here in town. That's what I did this morning.

Then I went shopping at Big!Lots. Among the other trashy!treasures I found I got some Miracle Grow potting soil. 4 cu ft. It was enough to fill 4 large planters, three of which now have heirloom tomatoes. The fourth has boxwood basil, marjoram (for making sausage), and chives.

I used some potting soil I had around the house to renew the geranium pots. Then I put all the "yet to go into the ground" plants up with the big pots so I could water everything at once.

Right now my hollyhock is blooming, and I've got two more pineapple tops that I'm going to try to start as plants. I just need to find all the stuff to do it. If I"m feeling really ambitious later I might start the air layering on my rubber plant. It was in a spot that was a little bit too chilly and started dropping leaves two winters ago. Now it's all leggy and stupid looking. I did manage to get a nice cutting off of it last year through air layering, so I know it can be done. Just gotta get the rooting hormone (I wonder where I put that stuff) and the plastic. I did something that I thought was really smart when I was propagating that sucker last year; I tied the plastic wrap around the sphagnum moss using velcro ties. That way I could check on it easily. I was really pleased with how well it worked. I gave it to my new neighbor as a housewarming gift.

Anyway, now my back is kicking my ass (lovely imagery, ainnit?) and all I want to do is scream for a while. I'll have to settle for some Tylenol and Lortab.

Do I know how to have fun or what?

Edit: I replaced my mouse with an old PS2 one I had around here. Within three days one of the weasels found it and nommed the scroll wheel. I have two more bagged up on my desk. Wish me luck with 'em.

PSA: Important enough to post


Straight from Davidson County Sheriff's office:

Kids are putting Drano, aluminum foil, and a little water in soda bottles and capping it up - leaving it on lawns. When you go to pick up the trash, and the bottle is shaken just a little - in about 30 seconds or less it builds up a gas and explodes with enough force to remove some of your extremities. The liquid that comes out is boiling hot as well.

Don't pick up any plastic bottles that may be lying in your yards or in the gutter, etc.

Pay attention to this.

1. A plastic bottle with a cap.
2. A little Drano.
3. A little water.
4. A small piece of foil.
5.. Disturb it by moving it; and BOOM !!

No fingers left and other serious effects to your face, eyes, etc.
People are finding these "bombs" in mailboxes and in their yards, just waiting for you to pick it up intending to put it in the trash.
 But, you'll never make it!!! It takes about 30 seconds to blow after you move the thing.
Click on link below or copy the link to discover for yourselves.



I'd like to take this opportunity to remind all of you of The Animal Rescue Site. By simply clicking a link you can make sure that 0.6 bowls of food are given to pets in shelters. 0.6 isn't much, right? It is if enough people get with the clicking. So spread the word among your friends, too. If you look at the tabs on the right hand side of the page, you'll notice one that reads "Shelter Challenge". By clicking on that you can vote for a shelter in your state (or one you have a strong feelings for) to get funding. Go ahead, try it. You know you wanna feed the critters, right? Doooo eeeeet!

Thus ends today's PSA.


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This is pathetic, and it makes me wonder how many people were omitted for being correct when posed questions.

Americans are stupid.



So let me get this straight... Larry King is getting his 8th divorce, Elizabeth Taylor is possibly getting married for the 9th time, Britney Spears had a 55 hour marriage, Jesse James and Tiger Woods, while married, were having sex with EVERYONE. Yet, the idea of same-sex marriage is going to destroy the institution of marriage? Really?

Re-post to your journal if you are proud to support equal rights for ALL.


but no such luck. I suppose the farmers think I'm a narc.

Edit. EXTRA ANNOYED. The video is supposed to be the "FARMAGEDDON" trailer. Instead it's every Arnold scream from every Arnold movie? IDGI! Click the link!

EDIT 2! EXTRA EXTRA ANNOYED! Now even the Arnold screams are gone! Oy!

Oh, LJ, your glitchiness never fails to amaze me. (I figured out why I got the Arnold screams.)

Cutest Sushi Ever.

Deliver it straight to my house, bring some spicy tuna rolls and a bit
of wasabi. Come to think of it, some unagi would be nice, too.

Dammit, now I want sushi and I'm stuck in the armpit of nowhere.

Absolutely stunning.

14 Rare Color Photos From the FSA-OWI

Even today, many documentary photographers will tell you they are influenced by the works of the Farm Security Administration in the 1930s and 40s. Under the direction of Roy Emerson Stryker, the FSA sent photographers to document the plight of the rural farmer during the Great Depression and the progress of New Deal programs. When the U.S. entered World War II, the photography program continued under the Office of War Information (OWI).

The best-known FSA photographs are in black and white. Less commonly seen are the color photos by FSA and OWI photographers, shot between 1939 and 1945. Below we present a selection from the works Library of Congress, Prints & Photographs Division, FSA-OWI
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Hubby's doctor in Dallas is a pain specialist with a masters in pharmacology as well. He's a wonderful doctor, and we're feeling quite fortunate that John ever got in to see him.

We discussed all the things that could have caused John's episode at work last week, then I said "well, let's back up a little bit to what happened the night prior to the day the event happened" I explained that John had insisted upon staying up late and using the shop-vac to clean out the gas fireplace, since the ferret was crawling around in there and getting dirty. That John had been forced to use his albuterol inhaler and this raised red flags for the good doctor. He said don't use that one any longer, use this other one because it has no cardiac interactions. During John's visit he had another cardiac event. I noticed he was distressed by the expression on his face and said something, we got him on the table, and they tried to hook a monitor up to him immediately, but the cuff wouldn't register. The cuff that supposedly ALWAYS registers didn't register. Le sigh. The doctor and his nurse both got manual readings, though, and they both know that he was definitely in distress.

After John calmed down and re-counted his experience(s) to the doctor, explaining the different types of chest pain he's been getting and how frequently he's been getting it, we got on the topic of magnesium.When John first had his appointment with the doctor in April, he ended up getting an IV infusion of magnesium because he was low. Low like if the average is 5, John was at a 4.1. So he got some magnesium in a bag because if you take it in a pill, you don't absorb it. If you try to get it in foods, you don't absorb it, either.

So when John was in the ER last week, I asked the ER doc to check his magnesium levels, thinking I was doing a good thing. I told the headache doc this and he said "here's the problem with this, he wouldn't have found anything, because he'd only have checked the blood levels, not the intracellular levels. You've got to check the levels of magnesium within the red blood cells and if it's low, you've got to boost it with an IV. I've seen incredible results with fibro, with headaches, it doesn't matter, once we get that magnesium level up, suddenly a lot of those patients are in a lot less pain."

Speaking for my husband, I know this is true. The doctor here in town had transformed his common migraines into cluster headaches which had at least tripled in frequency, severity,  and duration over the 14 months John saw him. He saw the doctor in Dallas for a three-day visit  which included the magnesium infusion and his headaches greatly decreased in severity and frequency and duration. He got back to having less than one or two per month, and with the rescue drugs was even able to mask when he was having one which kept him from being put on full disability at work.

So, I guess what I'm trying to put out there is something a lot of us don't know. We should insist that our loved ones have their magnesium checked at the red blood cell level, and if it's low, give it a boost. It could greatly improve someone's quality of life.

By the way, hubby's doctor is John Claude Krusz, and his website is www.anodyneheadachepain.com/index.html


So it seems Doug Savage posted a (chicken) strip on FML recently...


An alarming number of people didn't get it.


Aye, me hearties, two more days 'til Talk Like a Pirate Day is upon us.

I hope fer the sake of yer everlastin' sanity that yer practicin' now.

(And for those not in the know, the gorilla is signing the letter R.)