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Archive for March, 2005
Warning labelsSomeone put a large filing cabinet in the hallway, I guess to be stored there for a few days until someone comes pick it up. A coworker was afraid that our small, short, old cleaning lady would mistake it for trash and, somehow, using her big muscles, throw it away. So she wrote a sign that said “NOT TRASH”. Someone grabbed a marker and wrote “NOT A TOY” and “NOT FOOD”. So Gary and I made a sign that said “NOT INTENDED AS A DENTAL DRILL”. After lunch I came back to other signs such as “MUST WEAR SAFETY GLASSES TO OPERATE” (plus some fake blood) and “CAN BE USED AS A FLOTATION DEVICE”, among others.
Still JeeplessMy broken Jeep is still in the shop. According to them, they have yet to receive any parts. They may get some today. So I will probably be without a car for another week. How annoying. I should go ahead and buy one of those fancy 2 wheel Segway scooter thingies. Except that I would probably get my ass kicked.
Tulips are the first sign of Spring
Fidel Castro and me
The right to dieTerri Shiavo is the woman who has been brain dead for 15 years but has been kept alive thanks to a feeding tube. She told her husband that if she was ever in a vegetative state, that she would not want to be kept alive. Her husband has the right to decide whether to let her die or keep her alive. He earned those rights when he married Terri. The husband has passed Terri’s wishes on to the hospital. Terri’s family, as you know, has been fighting otherwise. The courts have finally decided that her feeding tube should be removed. Now politicians in Congress, mostly for political gain are trying to have the feeding tube reinserted. I believe that her wishes should be respected. She is brain dead for the love of God. Just because her brain step is making her body act as if there is a thinking brain in there, it does not mean that she is a human being anymore. I do wish that she would be allowed to die by a simple lethal injection as opposed to being starved to death over the course of days or weeks. But I guess that since she is no longer a thinking, feeling human, it probably does not really matter. So I will use this space here to say this: Anyone else?
Jeep vs. DeerHere’s the picture of my Jeep after it hit the deer.
The picture is only 2D so it’s hard to see how deep the radiator went into the car. The car, thankfully, can be fixed. The deer cannot. So: Jeep 1, Deer 0
Oh Deer!Ron and I got back from San Francisco last night. And as we were driving back from Wichita all the way to Hays, we see a family of 4 deer on the road. One on each shoulder and one on each lane. In other words, a target impossible to miss. And sure enough, despite my awesome brake slamming skills, we hit one of the poor deer. Thankfully Ron and I are fine. The car and deer, not so fine. The first problem was trying to figure out where the hell we were. It was night, in the interstate and you could see a city in the distance. Thankfully I had my handy dandy GPS with me, and that let me see where I was at. I called 911 and a few minutes later I was talking to a very nice cop. After he wrote the report, he called a tow-truck and in the meanwhile I called my insurance company (State Farm.) The insurance company told me that they’d cover the towing of my car to the repair location of my choice, which of course, happened to be 2 hrs from there, in Hays, Kansas. The tow-truck driver was a young guy in his mid 20s. A very nice guy, he asked a million questions about Spain, we talked about TV and movies, etc. Finally at 1 am, we arrived at one of the authorized repair facilities in Hays, where we dropped the car off. I left a note on the windshield so that the body shop would know who the car belonged to. The car may actually be fine and maybe they won’t need to total it. The front passenger side area is all smashed in, the radiator is pushed in but I think that the engine block is OK. I’m still waiting on my insurance agent to get to the office. I opened a claim last night with the 24 hr line folks but now I need to get an adjuster to look at it, etc. Considering what could have happened (me trying to avoid the deer and rolling over, or the deer crashing against the windshield and ending on our laps, etc), we probably got off very luckily.
This is funny
The classic cable car
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