Contrary To Popular Opinion

I do not go out with my girlfriend and blog together with free wi-fi. We have it here at the apartments. And no wireless internet is ever free. And please note that we did not blog on the same day. No, I'm not defensive.

I don't know what is up with my patients at work. A non-psychotic dialysis patient told me I smelled good this week when I came to transport her. My job occasionally makes me smile and laugh.

As far as movie classics go, I've never seen one. One of those manly movies that a guy is supposed to watch before he dies I suppose. Saving Private Ryan. So I watched it yesterday, sitting on the couch, right after I made Tuna Fettucine Alfredo. And I had another salad crave. Zesty Italian dressing please. It was a sit-around-and-watch-things-all-day kind of day.

The World Would Be Different If We Could Read Each Other's Thought Clouds

I. ask. my. kindred. friend. to. give. me. a. quote...
"Yes. You may quote me...in a quote."
Then she snorted.
"I love my pumpkin nutmeg candle."
"Also I'm gonna name my next dog Karma. Good Karma! Bad Karma! Staaaaay. Stay."
"Are you really gonna publish this?"
"Just keep swimming. Just keep swimming."
"You know once you pop, you just can't stop."
"Hey, look, a squirrel!"
Then she sipped her water bottle and returned to typing.
It's a love affair with lappy.
And. my. girlfriend. is. hanging. over. me. impatiently. wanting. me. to. go. get. icecream. with. her.

This Headache Won't Go Away

*sits chuckling to self about how much legal fun he's had*

For the 4th time in my life I went to Cedar Point in Sandusky. New to this was my bro Jonathan. Welcome to the club. Mel and Rosie went too. Much happiness was had by all. You know...falling several hundred feet at 93 mph (Millenium Force), or dropping at a 95 degree angle (Maverick), or shooting down a track at 120+ mph (Top Thrill Dragster), or sniffing the air while flying through it (Raptor). One thing new was that we learned how to play games in line to pass the time. As far as everything else, well...we just won't say.

For the 1st time in my life I went tubing today. You know, tow a tube at 10-25 mph behind a boat on the lake and hold on for dear life. Or whoop, and yell, and laugh as I did. The greatest thing is being spun at the edge of a curve. You're flyin. Or there's also being bounced over waves, and getting water sprayed in your face, but mainly you just hope your arms won't get too tired, or that the waves will be relatively small. *laughs* Here's the downer. Josh and I hit a wave and my head hit his shoulder bone. Ouch.

I had so much fun I'm sad I don't have pictures to prove it. But then again, why would I produce any? Just think...I'm off to Roxbury next week.

Where's My Hug?

I was looking back at my archives and saw that I could approximate how busy and stressed I was based on the number of times I blogged in the month. For example, I usually range in between 11-16 and during my crazy semester this spring it averaged 2-6 a month. Then I had a realization. Then I realized my realization. I like to say that I'm busy. People ask me how I'm doing, or how my life is, and inevitably, if I don't say that I'm doing good, then I tell them that I'm busy. I don't know why yet. An empty day on my calendar is a wasted day to me. Like, I feel I always have to be doing something. I've picked up a fast pace and I feel like I can't part with it. And I don't think that's good.

More fascinatingly is this:

"A number of academic studies have found that hugging, hand holding, and other forms of TLC ease anxiety by calming areas of the brain that register alarm and can even lower blood pressure too." -Source unknown (tacked to a bulletin board in the hospital's cancer center)

Today and Tomorrow

Because my hours are scarce Central Transport at work offered to let me work down in the Cancer Center for a couple of days. Today and tomorrow. Odd and ends stuff, but it was so slow today. I took dirty linens from exam rooms to Bio and ran an errand with the HUC, but not much. Everyone down there is really nice. I learned what Dosimetry is. And they have Medical and Radiation Oncology. I sat in the Mold Room a lot and listened to the Research Freezer hum and a couple of Physicists talk about a new Nucletron from Holland.

I also found that the little spider who has been living on my driver's side car mirror was back. Unfortunately, Buck overstepped his bounds and explored my windshield. So I pressed the little button and turned on my windshied wipers. Next, I got back to my apartment and was taking off my socks and found another spider on the hardwood floor. Those nickle-sized quick runners. I murdered him viciously too. However, I think it's a sign. Ah, a movie title! Revenge of the...nevermind.

-Sammy

Eggs

I called my Mom, but she wouldn't answer. I have a dozen in my fridge, but cooking my eggs easy over is just getting a little old. But how in world do you hard boil an egg? I mean, I know you put eggs in a pan and put water over them and boil them, but for how long, and what about water temperature and...? With Mom deserting my desperate cry, well not really, but please answer your phone the next time I have a life and death crisis, I set out to do what any 21st century college male adult would do...I googled it. "how do you hard boil an egg" I clicked on what looked to be most helpful. A Wikihow video website. The things you do, when you're alone, and hungry. Oh, and I prefer mine as a finger food with salt and pepper.

The Operation

Performed Operation Adrianna's Rescue today. Blogging from her now. It's been a while. 

It's amazing how this summer has given me an adultish outlook. Adultish. It looks like adultery or amish. Anyway, I just thought it looked weird. I just got back from grocery shopping and I went over to Katrina's apartment and Rochelle came over to, then we got Chinese. Regardless, grocery shopping, cleaning, washing dishes, laundry, going to work...makes me feel much older. Of course, then there's the junior in college this fall statement. I'd prefer not to get started on that one. 

More to come...

-Sammy

I'm a Polar Bear

Where'd all my bloggers go? WHAT? Is it the SUMMER or something? Oh...yea. It's a sad world people.

I absolutely refuse to drink diet soda. It's got aspartame and phenylketonurics. No thanks. Besides, it tastes nasty.

My favorite shows are Psych, Hogan's Heroes, and the Andy Griffith Show.

I love dogs, I really do. I hate it when they lick my face. Frankly, it's disgusting.

And apart from my allergies. I'm really starting to think summer's not so bad. Of course, I'm a polar bear...

Randomly,
Sam

The News

There are some times when reading and watching the news is very rewarding.

For example, President Obama has got me feelin so fly. He reportedly killed a fly on CNBC daytime television that was bothering him. This happened Wednesday. Apparently, news anchors had no problem in dishing out jokes like, "This is the first expose of bugging in Washington." More was cranked out about "The No Fly Zone," "I'd like to be a fly on the wall," and "Obama is now a Ninja." Just google this: video of obama killing fly

More shocking is this: Mom goes on a crusade against junk food. No cupcakes allowed. She's targeting the school cafeteria, but even goes on campaigns against Girl Scout cookies. She is termed as the "New York City Cupcake Mom." She even calls Santa Claus fat. There's something worthwhile to dedicate your life to.

This one made a "Wow!" burst from my lips. On the today show, an 18 year old goes to a tattoo shop and asks for 3 small stars on her face. She "falls asleep" and leaves the parlor with 56! Now she's suing. Yahoo TV's Nikki Boyer has a great question, "How do you fall asleep while getting a tattoo?" This is Belgium by the way folks. No worries for you American teenagers out there. But wait, there's more. The guy doing the tattoo's says she was awake and never complained until her father got mad. You should check out the picture of the tattoo artist.

In other news, Sammy slept about 18 out of 24 hours in the last 24. I have been sick and am trying to sleep it off. I took a double dose of night-time cold/flu meds last night and am still taking my generic Z pac for this infection. Ugh.

Road Trip Home

Decided to take the longest ride to church yesterday. Wanted to go to my home church so Mel and I decided to wake up early and go! So after 3 hours and 45 minutes I watched my Mom's mouth open in surprise, then turn up in a smile. It's so fun to come up and surprise family.

Haven't felt well over the weekend, and that's stating it moderately. [Insert list of symptoms here.] Spent a lot of time feeling miserable last night. Went to the doctor today. Came home with two prescriptions and a diagnosis of acute max. sinusitis and gastritis.

Worked 3 days straight @ Christ last week. Trying to rest up now and enjoy my time home.

Voila!

And stuff...

The Glass Table

Rosie likes my "Everything is wet." sentence from my last blog so I decided to include her in this blog. Here we sit at the glass table

Rosie: The glass table of kitchenness!
Sam: So what do you like about the glass table?
Rosie: *laughs* It's not funny! *continues laughing*
Sam: Okay, so glass table aside, what is your favorite part of vacation?
Rosie: The people. Me likey the people. I like the people.
Sam: Why? What people? Why do you like the people?
Rosie: It's a very difficult question Sam. *thinks* Um, They're all different. They're all differently loud and crazy, you know? You know Joey, he does all those loud, "Oh no!" screams. Then he sits there and watches cartoons. We love Joey. So Miriam has all those first born tendencies She all sweet and loud and takes charge. I love vacation.
Sam: So you said everyone is differently loud and crazy? Do you think I'm loud and crazy?
Rosie: I thought that was kind of a given.
Sam: *laughs*
Rosie: Are you enjoying vacation with us? *she looks at Sam with pondering look* I'm just kinda wondering.
Sam: Yea, I am. You guys are very happy. Happy happy.
Rosie: What do you like about vacation though?
Sam: Um...
Rosie: I mean the glass table is pretty sweet.
Sam: Yes, it is. Um....I like the people. I know you already said that. I like the fact that I can relax, which I haven't been able to do for a long time. It's pure....like whatever. *Sam struggles with descriptive words* I like how you just jump in the pool at the end of the day, and go exploring at undisclosed locations, and go out to eat, you know....
Davy: Ow! Ow! Ow! *dances in pain*
Sam: That was Davy
Rosie: That was intersting
Sam: No, that was Davy. He just ran by really fast, like a tornado, and hurt himself on the glass table.
Rosie: So surprising! (Notice the sarcasm)
Sam: There's that glass table again.
Rosie: *crosses arms*
Sam: Rosie doesn't like the fact that I type everything she says and does.
Rosie: [CENSORED]
Sam: Wow. *laughs*
Rosie: Garr
Sam: So basically the point is...
Rosie: We likey vacation.
Sam: Uh-huh. And we just thought we'd share. We're so nice like that.
Rosie: We are pretty...*shrugs*...you know, awesome.
Sam: No jealousy. Just happiness. Romans 12:15 please!
Rosie: Be happy!

Can And Will

Here I sit in Cleveland International Airport - Gate C26 - waiting on our flight to Orlando. Mel is next to me on the floor, curled up, eyes closed. Davy is fidgeting next to me, while the rest of the family is down a couple gates at the coffee shop. The port shows signs of life. Trucks and tugs bustle around. Steam comes from D6 across the lane. A small jet just rolled by. Everything is wet. The sky is gray. If the sun rose today, I don't know when it did. Everything outside is dismal matching the feeling of my body. I struggled to sleep early this morning and maybe somewhere around 230 was able to catch a half hour or hour. I don't know. I kept on waking up. It stormed last night, and has been raining since. My stomach has that nasty, ecky feeling that I feel whenever I am really tired and haven't gotten sleep. It's been years, literally, since I've flown commercially. It's all nostalgic for me. Heh. But I blog, because I can and will. On the contrary to what's happening right now, I am pretty rawr excited about vaca. A week in Florida, c'mon! There's a man sleeping across the walkway, flat on his back, arms across his chest, bag under his head. For those who aren't motivated by coffee and pastries, as in eating and drinking them, because drinking coffee is a great motivator, there seems to be a, "N0-thank-you-It's-too-early-to-smile" mood hovering over this terminal. I don't know if it's the weather or the fact that the clock reads 748EST. I lower my dope purple sunglasses onto my nose and smile contentedly. Ha. Vacation.

Red

That's it. I'm done for. All my cousins. 4 namely, have had, are having babies, my sister makes 5. I feel incredibly adultish. Yes, adultish.

An excerpt from Stiff Upper Lip, Jeeves

"On the contrary. It's Gussie's favorite dish..."
"Indeed, sir? That is very gratifying."
"Gratifying is the word. What a lesson this teaches us, Jeeves - never to despair, never to throw in the towel and turn our face to the wall, for there is always hope."
"Yes, sir. Would you be requiring anything further?"
"Not a thing, thanks. My cup runneth over."
"Then I will be saying good night, sir."
"Good night, Jeeves."

I *gasp* clapped my hands in excitement today. In fact I might be so bold as to say that I jumped up and gravity brought me back down. This process was repeated twice or thrice. The reason? The future.

To Enjoy

Here I sit with brown t-shirt and green pants inwardly laughing at all those people who planned memorial day picnics today. It's raining. I planned nothing, but...

To cook my breakfast - 6 eggs and juice.
To read my books. Holy Bible, Living Water, Stiff Upper Lip Jeeves.
To officially enjoy this wet day.

-Sam

College Kid Finds New Home In Summer Apartment

I can read the shocking headlines now. Sorry -No links to tabloid photos will be posted here.

I find it funny how I sit here now with everything changed.

I just moved into my apartment today with the help of my family. (Woo-hoo!) Thank you Mom, Jon & Josh! I'm sorry that I am not posting any pictures. Well, no...I'm not sorry, but anyway...you'll get over it soon.

How about now?

So out of the dorm and into the apartment for several months this summer. I'm working at Christ Hospital, and will somehow manage to do all prioritized things in between. Like vacations, youth camp, and lots of reading. My current book is Stiff Upper Lip, Jeeves by Wodehouse.

It's such a blessing to have a place, especially now that the stress is gone, or severely lowered. And now I'm going to go finish dinner. (Like you cared)

=)

-Sam