Purple Monkey

Baby threw up this morning. He doesn't seem sick at all now, but it was a pretty big throw up. Last time Small Man got sick, I ended up in the hospital for three nights because I got really sick.

I decided I wasn't going to take any chances this time. I figured I wouldn't get sick if I didn't touch anything that went into my mouth until I knew the coast was clear. I decided that the easiest way to do that would be to not eat anything I had to prepare myself, and to only eat things that I could ingest through a sanitary straw.

So today I've eaten:

• 1 medium Dr Pepper from McDonald's


• 1 32 oz blended coffee drink from AJ's


• 1 tall iced decaf Americano from Starbucks

So far, so good. I'm not sick yet, and I feel surprisingly good for not eating any solid foods.

I think I'm going to try not eating solid foods tomorrow, too.

Labels: weird

The wound is starting to show some redness today near the sutures.

Labels: images, mysterious

In yet another unexpected twist from the animal kingdom this week, the dead rabbit moved.

I have theories:

• The rabbit came back from the dead, walked a little, and fell apart.


• An animal dragged half of him off, then noticed the horrible smell, and left him.


• The heavy rains we had recently carried the rabbit down the hill and into the road a little bit.

I decided that since the rabbit was out in the road, he'd probably get hit again. I also decided that it couldn't get much more disgusting than things already were, and this story line was stagnating a little, so it was time for a flip. I felt the time was right for my first deed of active participation in the saga of the dead rabbit.

It was time to flip the rabbit and see what he looked like on the other side. I didn't want to touch him with my bare hands, so I walked around a little looking for a suitable stick that I could use to touch him.

Labels: dead things, images

In an unexpected turn of events from the animal kingdom today it appears that I was wrong about there only being one Richard in the bird's nest. There are two. Two eggs, two Richards. They're both looking better today than the one I saw the other day. They looked like they were resting comfortably, not panting like Richard was when I first saw him.

We've had some gusty early monsoon-type weather the last few days and I'm worried that these guys are going to get blown out of their nest. They're really deep inside the bougainvillea, though, so maybe that'll protect them.

Labels: animals, images

Just when I'd given up on my AJ's free coffee card, when I'd checked all the pockets of all my shorts three times, when I'd checked all my shirt pockets, when I looked in the car, I walked into my parents house and there it was! My AJ's discount card! The one I had the lady consolidate the stamps on and then lost the next day.

It was just sitting on the counter at my parents' house. I saw it and I got so excited. I exclaimed. It turns out my dad found it sitting on the driveway. Now I'm ready for my free coffee. I'm going to get a huge iced decaf Americano.

In the meantime I accumulated two more AJ's cards, one free drink coupon at Starbucks, and while looking for my AJ's card I found a Coffee Exchange card, too. Coffee Exchange on Campbell and Grant is my current favorite coffee place in Tucson because they're open 24 hours, like all coffee places ought to be.

Coffee places ought to all have free Wi-Fi, too, but that's a different story. Making someone pay for Wi-Fi in a coffee place is like making someone pay for the electricity to run the lights, or making someone pay to have the dishes washed.

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I enjoy Goldfish crackers. I am always happy with their excellent taste and flavor. I opened a fresh bag today. Fantastic.

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Things are going well with the wound repair. It looks to me like the stitches could come out now. They're getting kind of embedded in the skin surface. I feel like getting a little suture removal pack and showing my niece and nephew how to take the them out.

Labels: images, mysterious

This is an Old School post. I've had these pictures kicking around for a long time now, probably five or six years.

When I lived in Bethesda, Maryland (last house on the south side of the street, west end) I used to have to take the trash out to the garage when it was full in the kitchen. But the garage was detached from the rest of the house, so that required walking out the back door through the yard to get there, and the yard was all outside and naturey and everything, without any sidewalk or a Starbucks or other modern conveniences on the way, so it was not something I took lightly. I'd make sure I needed to empty that trash before I did it. We hardly ever ate home anyway, so the kitchen trash didn't fill up very often.

One morning, I was getting my Slim*Fast ready to take to work with me, and I smelled something a little funky. It smelled like something spoiled. I sniffed the refrigerator, no, it wasn't that. I sniffed the trash can over by the back door, and it was sort of iffy. It definitely wasn't bad enough to empty the trash in my uniform, though, so I figured it could wait.

Next day, same thing. It was worse though. Sniff, sniff, yeah, probably coming from the vicinity of the trash can. It still wasn't bad enough to need to take action right then, though.

Then it was Saturday. No uniform on Saturday, but still. Who wants to empty the trash on a Saturday, right? But it was getting bad.

On Sunday, it was undeniable. I could even smell it from upstairs a little. I probably wouldn't have noticed it upstairs, but knowing that there was a smell, I was sort of sensitive to it. I went down into the kitchen, and man, it was pungent. I couldn't imagine why the trash would smell so bad. There was no food in it. When I bent down to sniff it, though, I got a powerful whiff of it near the trash can.

I tied up the bag and opened the back door and it hit me enough to make my eyes water. I thought maybe the bag bumped the door frame and sent a puff of it out at me or something. As I was thinking this I stepped down off the back step and I almost sustained a serious injury because my brain made my foot take this giant step to avoid a big, nasty, stinky dead raccoon decomposing right next to the back step, right near the back door. It was that stinkoon stinking everything up, sending his stink right in through the back door making it seem like it was the trash can. I yelled.

I didn't have any idea what to do, so I ran around to the front of the house and went in through the front door. I absolutely could not think of a single thing to do other than leave him there until he stopped stinking, so I called Nathan.

Nathan, luckily, wasn't in church just then and he came right over. He was there fast, maybe fifteen minutes, if that. I don't think I've ever been as relieved to see somebody as I was to see Nathan drive up that day.

Nathan managed to pick the stinkoon up with a shovel and put him in a dumpster which sat in the parking lot adjacent to my house.

Labels: dead things, images

I used spot metering today. It seems like I got a much better exposure than I was getting with the multi-field metering I was using before. I had a much easier time getting pictures in focus with the spot metering, too.

I still wish I didn't have to use the flash because I keep getting those hot spots I don't like. In order to do that, though, given the light I have I'd need to use the tripod and It would be kind of cumbersome to do that.

Labels: images, mysterious