Conclusions of my great week of illnesses and compy loss:
1) I had a fever Thurs-Friday. Which means I also am just losing the accompanying aches. My snot-accumulation and stuff is tapering off.
2) The intense pain in the back of my mouth was growing to the point where I was afraid it was some kind of... mutant tooth growing in, or gum-fissure. I went to the dentist this morning; he said it was.... just a sore. A great big "trauma" which probably resulted from.... stuffing my face with multiple potato chips the last time I was at the switch/ eve place. Hmmm. Well, you know what I did? I went straight to Rite Aid and bought some L-Lysine, because it's an enzyme that's supposed to be good for sores... I also bought a choco bar. Yes, it did hurt to eat it, but boy was it yummy. It's one thing to have a pain that you're afraid might become really intense; it's another to find out it's nothing serious. It's puts you in a whole different pain mindset.
3) I have been offline since Saturday morning. My PC wouldn't turn on after a power-surge at my house. I took the PC to get looked at by an ex-coworker who does home computer service/ repair for a side-job.
There was nothing wrong with my PC at all.
It was my power cord.
My power cord burned out....?
Hmm. So that's about it. Well, I could say more, but nobody will care. No, I'm telling you you won't care about my big revelation of the week. I promise you won't.
Okay, well, here it is. I've owned the Freddy Got Fingered DVD for a couple of years, and was watching it repeatedly over the weekend, and realized I'd never listened to Harland Williams's scene commentary before. How I overlooked this, I do not know.
It is fucking hilarious.
First- he is clearly drunk. DRUNK. Not like, "He is a comedian, he is acting drunk," or "He was just a bit tired." He is faced. He talks slowly, slurrs, trips over phrases, says things that make no sense, says the same things repeatedly, acts weird.
Secondly, he keeps talking to his "agent Carl" who's in the room. He keeps talking about how Carl was supposed to keep him out of this scene, or that scene, but didn't. At one point Carl makes an offhand remark about a "blood fart" and Harland inquires a bit more about the topic. Is the guy really his agent? I do not think so.
Lastly, Harland refers to himself in the third-person a couple of times as "Acting-monkey."
Anyway, this things that you have idea what I'm talking about is The Best DVD Commantery Evorn.
Go Steelers.
1) I had a fever Thurs-Friday. Which means I also am just losing the accompanying aches. My snot-accumulation and stuff is tapering off.
2) The intense pain in the back of my mouth was growing to the point where I was afraid it was some kind of... mutant tooth growing in, or gum-fissure. I went to the dentist this morning; he said it was.... just a sore. A great big "trauma" which probably resulted from.... stuffing my face with multiple potato chips the last time I was at the switch/ eve place. Hmmm. Well, you know what I did? I went straight to Rite Aid and bought some L-Lysine, because it's an enzyme that's supposed to be good for sores... I also bought a choco bar. Yes, it did hurt to eat it, but boy was it yummy. It's one thing to have a pain that you're afraid might become really intense; it's another to find out it's nothing serious. It's puts you in a whole different pain mindset.
3) I have been offline since Saturday morning. My PC wouldn't turn on after a power-surge at my house. I took the PC to get looked at by an ex-coworker who does home computer service/ repair for a side-job.
There was nothing wrong with my PC at all.
It was my power cord.
My power cord burned out....?
Hmm. So that's about it. Well, I could say more, but nobody will care. No, I'm telling you you won't care about my big revelation of the week. I promise you won't.
Okay, well, here it is. I've owned the Freddy Got Fingered DVD for a couple of years, and was watching it repeatedly over the weekend, and realized I'd never listened to Harland Williams's scene commentary before. How I overlooked this, I do not know.
It is fucking hilarious.
First- he is clearly drunk. DRUNK. Not like, "He is a comedian, he is acting drunk," or "He was just a bit tired." He is faced. He talks slowly, slurrs, trips over phrases, says things that make no sense, says the same things repeatedly, acts weird.
Secondly, he keeps talking to his "agent Carl" who's in the room. He keeps talking about how Carl was supposed to keep him out of this scene, or that scene, but didn't. At one point Carl makes an offhand remark about a "blood fart" and Harland inquires a bit more about the topic. Is the guy really his agent? I do not think so.
Lastly, Harland refers to himself in the third-person a couple of times as "Acting-monkey."
Anyway, this things that you have idea what I'm talking about is The Best DVD Commantery Evorn.
Go Steelers.
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Sheesh, I need to relax
Thanks for letting me know about the messed-up link. I fixed it, but probably too late now, and my next entry is a big rant with no room for a correction. There's still time to mention it before the weekend though.
When are you leaving for Portland? I want to be there to see you off!