Friday, March 14, 2008

liquid hydrocodone

I've been sick for a week now, but the really bad part of it didn't happen until a few days ago. Sure, the hacking cough and constant congestion is one thing, but to add a fever and Liqui-Poo? C'est magnifique! I called my doctor - my wife made me because I'm a stubborn dipshit - and I was prescribed liquid hydrocodone and Avelox. Annoying fuzzy head from being sick + dizziness from Avelox + falling down stuporificness of Hydrocodone = not moving from couch all night.

Right now I'm still in a haze of sickness, and the wracking cough is causing all of my intracostal muscles to moan with pain, but I was able to check email and do a quick post in between the sweet heaven of drugs.

Monday, March 10, 2008

Today's resolutions


Resolution

I will stop referring to "Ten Years Ago" with nostalgia, especially when I'm actually thinking of events that happened twenty years ago.


Resolution

I will no longer create Dutch Ovens to torture my wife with, considering the horrible gas I've been having.


Resolution

I promise to no longer use sarcasm on my newborns, as they don't understand it yet anyway.


Resolution

I will only speak of things I know nothing about, much like political pundits.


Resolution

I will maintain the status quo, even if I don't know what the hell the status quo is or means.


Resolution

I will stop referring to Mike as the third member of the Lynryd Skynrd Revival Chorus.

Resolution

I will stop using the web/blogging as a way to keep me from doing things that might be useful.

After this post, that is.

I swear.

Thursday, March 6, 2008

might be news

I'm performing Damn the Cancer in April as well as holding auditions for Macbeth.

I know, who cares.

But wait, I can use my macbeth cast to film scenes for that damn webisode thing I've been yapping about for months or years. I will have readily available costumes, weapons, and 'actors'.

I have the swords already, well - three of them, as well as some costume pieces that will need to be resized, from the initial round of funding I received from my artistic, insightful, and intelligent friends.

you know you'd like to be included in THAT group. You know it and I know it, so just PM me.

cute baby

Right, they're really cute when they projectile vomit across your bed and onto your carpet.

Michael has been having a lot of digestive problems, and the docs put him on soy. In a matter of hours, he was projectiling every bottle up, squirting liqui-poo, and generally cranky all night long. I blame my wife for calling the doc about his spitting - Johnathan was the same way. Aside from the spitup soaking he would give himself, he was actually sleeping from 11 to 7. Soy - every two hours screaming his head off.

And the soy makes him have a distinct Asian smell.