it's me again, sore throat persists.
MENTAL ILLNESS...how can your mind ,which is an immaterial construct, be ill which is a physical manifesttion? just a thot.
more on the previous topic.
i am pissed off by the depiction of the metally ill (or insane) as dangerous to society,as seen too frequently on TV and in movies.
my rebuttal is Army girl who i met years before wolf girl ( i have the sort of face tatk people talk to. i'm a natural at Psych except i feel IMHO that the industry has devolved into routine pain pimps and drug pushers.i do not deny that some brains need chemical imbalaces corrected but as infants???anyway that is another rant.)
anyway i'd driven a cab for 5 years in SF and was totally totally burnt out.so i took nine months off and lived off my savings and odd jobs.i took a guard job downtown,late night-no hassles right?
that's how i met army girl,she had the shift before me.the second thing you noticed about army girl,after her massive bosom,was her maimed right index finger.being nosy i asked about it and being army girl she answered truthfully.her unit,for she was indeed in the army (-how she passed the psych screen i do not know) was being shipped out to some combat zone so she had deliberately sliced the tendons in her trigger finger so she could not fire a rifle.she told her CO it was an accident,so it being the army she became a nine fingered typist.
one night i came in to find army girl tipsy having a uniform malfunction,her shirt was wide open exposing her bare breasts.army girl did not wear underwear despite army policy.so i buttoned her up and got her talking until she was sober enough to drive home. army girl was born on an Indian Resevation where he father was a handyman/church deacon.her mother abandoned the family after her kid sister as born so the father began (?) molesting both girls and apparently never stopped.whenever he visited SF he -you get the idea.
so it became obvious to me that army girl was a barely functioning schizoprenic on a Chrisitan based scaffolding.she had several obvious addictions-drink (Jesus drank so it was ok),TV she had one for work and several others at home to watch soaps and daffy sitcoms and sex. army girl was married to a smug oblivious knowitall ( i met him) who thought that army girl's baby was his NOT! here's the pattern,army girl would drink and quickly pass out then wake up later naked or half naked depending on the rapists.
she never put the pieces together and nobody ever advised her to do otherwise. when she got raped by her unit mates and found herself pregnant-you guessed it DIVINE BIRTH LIKE MARY then she met her husband to be.it was sooooo sad but a variant of a theme i found among many homeless women later.
anyway i found army girl with her shirt open several times and it turned out one of the night janitors was slipping her booze while on duty.one night when i was off i got a call that army girl has disappeared and could i come down and check the building for her.i found her drunk naked and curled in a fetal ball with vague memories of being raped,this time anyway.i got some clothes on her and called the police,went with her to the Rape Crisis clinic and filed a report.she'd lent an irresponsible cousin her car with her house keys so she had no place to stay.i said she could stay with me,chastely, i was stunned when she came out of the bathroom stark naked and climbed in bed with me.
Nothing Happened.
army girl was fired -for drinking (and being raped this was the 80s).
nothing happened to the janitor despite a history of violent assaults.
i later met her sister,a chronic helpless flirt,who finally confirmed army girl's upbringing.
so army girl was mainly a victim and non violent except to herself.(unlike some sociopaths i have know,more later.)
most people i met in Napa on a class tour were non violent and sadly broken.like most people they just want to be happy and productive,if society will allow that. thank the legend of Ronald Reagen for most of this messy societal failure...another long rant.
there,now that i've bummed you out i have to get dressed for a meeting to bum other people out face to face.
in other news,
MHCAN is a nationwde org with a website that does peer based counseling which double blind tests have shown to be as effective as the usual pain pimpery. they are good people,check it out.
SPIN does much the same thing for parents of children with disabilites.
lo siento,
mega
Thursday, February 12, 2009
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
AUTISM & DAYLIGHTMARES
Hullo, got a sore throat today.
just a few random thoughts.
THE ACTOR'S NIGHTMARE
this is fairly common among actors, they wake up onstage (sometimes even naked) where a play is in progress where everyone else knows their role and their lines. i think this is an excellent definition of High Functioning Autism (Aspergers Syndrome-see note on Ill Lil in prior blog) like my bipolar son has. geeks & nerds are savvy about machines but clueless about humans,like that only worse.my youngest son is ODD, wicked smart but not a typical PC game addicted youth.he has Issues (don't we all ?).
imagine yourself in a foreign land,say France where the natives are rude and condescending to you, you're ET and you can't phone home.at it's worse i'm not sure Autistic kids even know what being human is all about (men use that excuse with women A LOT.)
MY REVERSE WEREWOLF GF
on a related tangent,
when i was in SF Stae getting my futile Psych degree i met two women in a psych class who were attracted to me.
one was severely bipolar and had spent five years locked in her room,having food slid under her door like in prison (her parents were both wealthy and very patient apparently) because her best friend's brother had broken her heart.one day,five years later, her father happened to mention he needs something sent to San Francisco and she suprised everyone by volunteering to go.seems her BFF was in SF and unknown to her,so was the brother.
the other was prettier but ODD as Hell,i found out more later.rumor had her being a dark witch and one of my favorite teachers hated her with a passion.
(sigh)
it all came down to a cat and my being finicky.
i visited the bipolar girl at her home for one of my classes (Psych classes are the best place to find and test or quiz 'crazy people' who ususally study this crap in self defense) and she tongue kissed her cat!
now I LOVE CATS and over the years have had or been involved with over a dozen of the aloof darlings but I NEVER KISS A CAT WITH MY MOUTH OPEN! NEVER EVER.
so on to the pretty one who turned out to be an INCEST SURVIVOR AND HIGH FUNCTIONING SCHIZOPHRENIC.
she went to school, had a job and a car and eventually a place of her own.
i read up on Incest and Schizophrenia, one good thing about Schizophrenia is that when you find out their core beliefs everything else follows more or less logically.my future girlfriend believed that she was a Reverse Werewolf with fur on the inside (checked a few places intently and found none).she also had a seven foot tall Invisible werewolf familiar (like Jimmy Stewart in the movie Harvey).like me she was a fan of horror movies and horror fiction,unlike me it became her gospel and yes she was a dark witch (self taught) and a proud card carrying member of the Church of Satan ( no biggie,i'd read the books among others).
on full moons she liked to run around naked in a local park with a knife in her teeth to encourage fur sprouting, no doubt this gave the Police helicopters a thrill.no idea what the park homeless population thot of her antics.she was a nice girl within her limits. the other girl crashed and burned after renewing the relationship with her BFF's brother.me and wolf girl had a multi year frustrating semi relationship and later she even invited me and my first wife to her wedding....very Freudian!
WHAT ME NORMAL?
what was the point of all this?
Mental Wellness?
Who decides who is Normal anyway?
oh that was it.
i took a Psycholgoical Testing class at SF State(required) with a puckish and sweet professor who knew my GF but didn't hate her.for my final exam i tested her,bipolar girl and a Pinoy neighbor as well as myself.the Pinoy woman was FOB (Fresh Off da Boat) and psychic, she talked to the dead among other things (no lie, this is rather common in some cultures). the person declared most Normal and Boring, by all three tests, was ME!
i was offended. I AM NOT NORMAL!
look at what I've just written,does that seem Normal to you? i haven't even mentioned sociopaths and serial killers have i?
(sigh)
if you have seen Lily Tomlin LIVE you may have second thots about sanity, what if people like my young son,the Pinoy woman and XGF werewolf are right?
what if we live in a Consensus Reality where we chose to IGNORE most things??? (watch Fringe on Fox or old X Files episodes)
now when on LSD or peyote....
ah but that is another tale.
namaste
mega
P.S. in other news,
check out the Blog Lists on the right for Referrals and Resources and some damn good writing to boot.
just a few random thoughts.
THE ACTOR'S NIGHTMARE
this is fairly common among actors, they wake up onstage (sometimes even naked) where a play is in progress where everyone else knows their role and their lines. i think this is an excellent definition of High Functioning Autism (Aspergers Syndrome-see note on Ill Lil in prior blog) like my bipolar son has. geeks & nerds are savvy about machines but clueless about humans,like that only worse.my youngest son is ODD, wicked smart but not a typical PC game addicted youth.he has Issues (don't we all ?).
imagine yourself in a foreign land,say France where the natives are rude and condescending to you, you're ET and you can't phone home.at it's worse i'm not sure Autistic kids even know what being human is all about (men use that excuse with women A LOT.)
MY REVERSE WEREWOLF GF
on a related tangent,
when i was in SF Stae getting my futile Psych degree i met two women in a psych class who were attracted to me.
one was severely bipolar and had spent five years locked in her room,having food slid under her door like in prison (her parents were both wealthy and very patient apparently) because her best friend's brother had broken her heart.one day,five years later, her father happened to mention he needs something sent to San Francisco and she suprised everyone by volunteering to go.seems her BFF was in SF and unknown to her,so was the brother.
the other was prettier but ODD as Hell,i found out more later.rumor had her being a dark witch and one of my favorite teachers hated her with a passion.
(sigh)
it all came down to a cat and my being finicky.
i visited the bipolar girl at her home for one of my classes (Psych classes are the best place to find and test or quiz 'crazy people' who ususally study this crap in self defense) and she tongue kissed her cat!
now I LOVE CATS and over the years have had or been involved with over a dozen of the aloof darlings but I NEVER KISS A CAT WITH MY MOUTH OPEN! NEVER EVER.
so on to the pretty one who turned out to be an INCEST SURVIVOR AND HIGH FUNCTIONING SCHIZOPHRENIC.
she went to school, had a job and a car and eventually a place of her own.
i read up on Incest and Schizophrenia, one good thing about Schizophrenia is that when you find out their core beliefs everything else follows more or less logically.my future girlfriend believed that she was a Reverse Werewolf with fur on the inside (checked a few places intently and found none).she also had a seven foot tall Invisible werewolf familiar (like Jimmy Stewart in the movie Harvey).like me she was a fan of horror movies and horror fiction,unlike me it became her gospel and yes she was a dark witch (self taught) and a proud card carrying member of the Church of Satan ( no biggie,i'd read the books among others).
on full moons she liked to run around naked in a local park with a knife in her teeth to encourage fur sprouting, no doubt this gave the Police helicopters a thrill.no idea what the park homeless population thot of her antics.she was a nice girl within her limits. the other girl crashed and burned after renewing the relationship with her BFF's brother.me and wolf girl had a multi year frustrating semi relationship and later she even invited me and my first wife to her wedding....very Freudian!
WHAT ME NORMAL?
what was the point of all this?
Mental Wellness?
Who decides who is Normal anyway?
oh that was it.
i took a Psycholgoical Testing class at SF State(required) with a puckish and sweet professor who knew my GF but didn't hate her.for my final exam i tested her,bipolar girl and a Pinoy neighbor as well as myself.the Pinoy woman was FOB (Fresh Off da Boat) and psychic, she talked to the dead among other things (no lie, this is rather common in some cultures). the person declared most Normal and Boring, by all three tests, was ME!
i was offended. I AM NOT NORMAL!
look at what I've just written,does that seem Normal to you? i haven't even mentioned sociopaths and serial killers have i?
(sigh)
if you have seen Lily Tomlin LIVE you may have second thots about sanity, what if people like my young son,the Pinoy woman and XGF werewolf are right?
what if we live in a Consensus Reality where we chose to IGNORE most things??? (watch Fringe on Fox or old X Files episodes)
now when on LSD or peyote....
ah but that is another tale.
namaste
mega
P.S. in other news,
check out the Blog Lists on the right for Referrals and Resources and some damn good writing to boot.
Sunday, February 8, 2009
SOME DAYS
hola,still feeling crappy.
i read today 'some days you're the baby and other days you're the diaper'.well i feel like i've been somebodies poopy diaper for awhile now and i just hope it's not David Vetter's (GOP sex joke).
the crip listservs have been awash with screeds against the octuplet single mother,look at the NBC interview, the woman is obviously METALLY ILL,she's one of ours DEAL WITH IT.
speaking of which, my youngest son is severely bipolar and insists that he is OK but the rest of the planet is screwed up (hard to argue with that point) and has in the past said mean things designed to be heartbreaking and hurtful (sigh).
HATE THE SIN,LOVE THE SINNER.
i am not,by nature,an especially tolerant or forgiving man. i carry grudges like old deep emotional scars which never heal ( i am a Scorpio and like the funny horoscope says "MOST Scorpios are murdered.") but i forgive my youngest, sorta, i understand his argument-my Ex delights in pointing out we argue in exactly the same way,tis true.
Buddhist tradition says that there is no Evil merely Error,i disagree i have encountered EVIL and even Buddhism contradicts itself when it mentions The Short Path to Enlightenment-the Short Path being EVIL (see Alec Baldwin's version of The Shadow for details). my son is Not Evil merely headstrong and misguided,if you run into a goodlooking but erratic young half black man who is the stubbornest person you'll ever meet-it's him.
pray for him if you're into that sorta thing.
in other news,
we're still waiting for the other shoe to drop in Sacramento and D C.if you're a poor crip you know what the ride to the guillotine felt like...only we're getting the punishment without the pleasure first.
LIFE ISN'T FAIR,DEATH IS (see prior blogs)
joined DISABOOM last week, in an effort to reach more people.the first private message i got was from a Nigerian money scam in the UK.(sigh)
LIFE...it is what it is.
namaste y'all
mega
i read today 'some days you're the baby and other days you're the diaper'.well i feel like i've been somebodies poopy diaper for awhile now and i just hope it's not David Vetter's (GOP sex joke).
the crip listservs have been awash with screeds against the octuplet single mother,look at the NBC interview, the woman is obviously METALLY ILL,she's one of ours DEAL WITH IT.
speaking of which, my youngest son is severely bipolar and insists that he is OK but the rest of the planet is screwed up (hard to argue with that point) and has in the past said mean things designed to be heartbreaking and hurtful (sigh).
HATE THE SIN,LOVE THE SINNER.
i am not,by nature,an especially tolerant or forgiving man. i carry grudges like old deep emotional scars which never heal ( i am a Scorpio and like the funny horoscope says "MOST Scorpios are murdered.") but i forgive my youngest, sorta, i understand his argument-my Ex delights in pointing out we argue in exactly the same way,tis true.
Buddhist tradition says that there is no Evil merely Error,i disagree i have encountered EVIL and even Buddhism contradicts itself when it mentions The Short Path to Enlightenment-the Short Path being EVIL (see Alec Baldwin's version of The Shadow for details). my son is Not Evil merely headstrong and misguided,if you run into a goodlooking but erratic young half black man who is the stubbornest person you'll ever meet-it's him.
pray for him if you're into that sorta thing.
in other news,
we're still waiting for the other shoe to drop in Sacramento and D C.if you're a poor crip you know what the ride to the guillotine felt like...only we're getting the punishment without the pleasure first.
LIFE ISN'T FAIR,DEATH IS (see prior blogs)
joined DISABOOM last week, in an effort to reach more people.the first private message i got was from a Nigerian money scam in the UK.(sigh)
LIFE...it is what it is.
namaste y'all
mega
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
K.I.S.S.
KEEP IT SIMPLE SICKO.
i feel like crap this week which is why i am writng more often.
i ,um-we used to do a cartoon series with my soul mate,based on her symptoms which are extremely complex.one of my faves is ILL LIL ,the title character, sitting in an exam room and her doctor proudly announcing "Congratulations.They've named your symptoms after me!"
ain't it the truth.
Docs,like most people,are creatures of habit.when i was first diagnosed with diabetes in 1991,Kaiser Outpatients kept telling me "You shouldn't be in this much pain!" sez who?
now i got GREAT CARE from the Kaiser ICU and other than the usual complaints about too short visits and blunt dulled blood draw needles i think Kaiser did an adequate job with me but i was NOT a simple diabetes case as i was to learn much later.
years after i'd lost Kaiser i was sitting in a meeting of the Berkeley Commision on Disability and rocking back and forth in agonzied pain in my then manual wheelcahir (i still have it,just in case) when a woman came up to me and told me exactly what my symptoms were.
no,she was not psychic merely a fellow sufferer of firbromyalgia too.her name was Karen Craig,a good friend who died last year.once i had a name i could look it up online and see what little could be done for it.it didn't answer all my questions but it was something.
a short detour, i searched far and wide for doctors once my Kaiser ran out and i became Medi-Medi.one pond scum low life medico,who shall go unnnamed to protect the guilty, was highly recommended and and we went to it's office up four flights of stairs (no elevator) and trotted out all my paperwork. finally in fussy exasperation,it told me to get out as i was "TOO COMPLICATED". lucky i was a tired broken down old crip or i might have faced assault charges that day.
another time a drunk old medico told me i was not allergic to something which i was.my thoughts were 'oh,your're a fool.so noted'.
i love my current PCP almost more than chocolate ice cream and i'm not spilling her name no matter how much you beg.
so anyway,being me it wasn't JUST fibromyalgia,when my soul mate got a bulls eye rash which i recognized as Lyme disease (confirmed) then i went in too and got tested.CHRONIC LONG TERM LYME INFECTION atop everything else, research (and my lovely friend Kevin) pointed me at deep seated central nervous system involvement including bone deep chronic pain,stiff neck,muscle spasms,brain fog etc etc etc.(P.S. they got it wrong on HOUSE M.D.the bulls eye rash is transient NOT permanent and many of us get NO RASH AT ALL.)
so anyway i am finally getting treated for what ails me-imagine pushing a bean uphill with your nose,on gravel,in the dark,for decades.
so,for your own sakes
Keep It Simple Sicko
( and keep very good notes).
much love
mega
i feel like crap this week which is why i am writng more often.
i ,um-we used to do a cartoon series with my soul mate,based on her symptoms which are extremely complex.one of my faves is ILL LIL ,the title character, sitting in an exam room and her doctor proudly announcing "Congratulations.They've named your symptoms after me!"
ain't it the truth.
Docs,like most people,are creatures of habit.when i was first diagnosed with diabetes in 1991,Kaiser Outpatients kept telling me "You shouldn't be in this much pain!" sez who?
now i got GREAT CARE from the Kaiser ICU and other than the usual complaints about too short visits and blunt dulled blood draw needles i think Kaiser did an adequate job with me but i was NOT a simple diabetes case as i was to learn much later.
years after i'd lost Kaiser i was sitting in a meeting of the Berkeley Commision on Disability and rocking back and forth in agonzied pain in my then manual wheelcahir (i still have it,just in case) when a woman came up to me and told me exactly what my symptoms were.
no,she was not psychic merely a fellow sufferer of firbromyalgia too.her name was Karen Craig,a good friend who died last year.once i had a name i could look it up online and see what little could be done for it.it didn't answer all my questions but it was something.
a short detour, i searched far and wide for doctors once my Kaiser ran out and i became Medi-Medi.one pond scum low life medico,who shall go unnnamed to protect the guilty, was highly recommended and and we went to it's office up four flights of stairs (no elevator) and trotted out all my paperwork. finally in fussy exasperation,it told me to get out as i was "TOO COMPLICATED". lucky i was a tired broken down old crip or i might have faced assault charges that day.
another time a drunk old medico told me i was not allergic to something which i was.my thoughts were 'oh,your're a fool.so noted'.
i love my current PCP almost more than chocolate ice cream and i'm not spilling her name no matter how much you beg.
so anyway,being me it wasn't JUST fibromyalgia,when my soul mate got a bulls eye rash which i recognized as Lyme disease (confirmed) then i went in too and got tested.CHRONIC LONG TERM LYME INFECTION atop everything else, research (and my lovely friend Kevin) pointed me at deep seated central nervous system involvement including bone deep chronic pain,stiff neck,muscle spasms,brain fog etc etc etc.(P.S. they got it wrong on HOUSE M.D.the bulls eye rash is transient NOT permanent and many of us get NO RASH AT ALL.)
so anyway i am finally getting treated for what ails me-imagine pushing a bean uphill with your nose,on gravel,in the dark,for decades.
so,for your own sakes
Keep It Simple Sicko
( and keep very good notes).
much love
mega
Monday, February 2, 2009
SICK HUMOR
SICK HUMOR
i should probably explain, i am 61 now and i have been SICK for a looong time.
i had double pneumonia about age 4 or 5 and near death experiences as a bonus,all this cost me the use of one lung,years of crippling asthma attacks and the social leprosy that goes with being a black non-athelete in Harlem.
humor was/is a survival skill.just look at John Stewart (Daily Show).
i have always had a Smart Mouth which became SMARTASS as i got older.lucky for me i could draw,(my crip toon samples will one day be linked to this blog) mostly superheros and TV monsters. at age 9 my father died of pneumonia and WWII,plus a touch of family alcoholism.
i spent a lot of time in the principal's office for my mouth and physical punishment was still legal in the 60s,so i got whipped and slapped a lot.
did that stop me? of course not.
i had almost died! what was a lil more physical pain to me?
when i was 21 and new to L.A. a Buick T -boned the tiny Corvair i was in and i lost 5 inches of height.more physical pain.
then in 1993 i went to get up from watching the TV news and years of yoga and back exercises failed totally.my warranty ran out,i tell folks.
so what has kept me alive thru all this and resaonably (?) sane?
SICK HUMOR and i do mean Callahan style sick ( famous crip cartoonist).
when i was younger and read Playboy i LOVED the cartoons esp.Gahan Wilson ( i have two collections of his toons).two that come to mind, a woman has a playsuited child on a short leash of some sort when around the corner comes a tiny werewolf in a playsuit on a stout chain.
another is a tourist in Egypt being offered a mummified hand with a huge ring from a dark alley, the caption is "How much for just the ring?" his first collection has a Dorian Grey painting with a decrepit hulk at the easel and it's called "I Paint What I See". Priceless.
sarcasm,wit,irony,crudeness,you name it and i've done it.i once worked at a job in Frisco and a stout woman coworker came up to complain that i didn't like her becaue i didn't insult like everyone else. she thought it was because she was a transsexual, i said no-i just thought she was boring. soon she was telling me the filthiest jokes imaginable and we got along fine. me and my gay friends...maybe another time.i lost a lot of good friends to AIDS.
anyway, this semi explains why i added the Colette quote today. the crips i see who are bitter and disillusioned are the ones who take themselves much too seriously.i once had a Vietnam Vet roomie once who was gloomy and ill humored until one day he came in bitching about something the VA was neglecting to do (in his warped opinion) i qupped "What are you worried about? Agent Orange will have killed you long before then." it took a few minutes but he did burst out laughing and things were better after that. i see some people like this as a challenge,but not everyone is going to like you because of age,race,sex,gender, ethnicity or disability.so just roll with the punches,okay?
FATE is the cards that God (sic) dealt you.
FREE WILL is way you play your hand.
i play my hand with a crooked smile and a cane by my side. having a crip soul mate within reach is also a great help...
enuff of me.
namaste
mega
i should probably explain, i am 61 now and i have been SICK for a looong time.
i had double pneumonia about age 4 or 5 and near death experiences as a bonus,all this cost me the use of one lung,years of crippling asthma attacks and the social leprosy that goes with being a black non-athelete in Harlem.
humor was/is a survival skill.just look at John Stewart (Daily Show).
i have always had a Smart Mouth which became SMARTASS as i got older.lucky for me i could draw,(my crip toon samples will one day be linked to this blog) mostly superheros and TV monsters. at age 9 my father died of pneumonia and WWII,plus a touch of family alcoholism.
i spent a lot of time in the principal's office for my mouth and physical punishment was still legal in the 60s,so i got whipped and slapped a lot.
did that stop me? of course not.
i had almost died! what was a lil more physical pain to me?
when i was 21 and new to L.A. a Buick T -boned the tiny Corvair i was in and i lost 5 inches of height.more physical pain.
then in 1993 i went to get up from watching the TV news and years of yoga and back exercises failed totally.my warranty ran out,i tell folks.
so what has kept me alive thru all this and resaonably (?) sane?
SICK HUMOR and i do mean Callahan style sick ( famous crip cartoonist).
when i was younger and read Playboy i LOVED the cartoons esp.Gahan Wilson ( i have two collections of his toons).two that come to mind, a woman has a playsuited child on a short leash of some sort when around the corner comes a tiny werewolf in a playsuit on a stout chain.
another is a tourist in Egypt being offered a mummified hand with a huge ring from a dark alley, the caption is "How much for just the ring?" his first collection has a Dorian Grey painting with a decrepit hulk at the easel and it's called "I Paint What I See". Priceless.
sarcasm,wit,irony,crudeness,you name it and i've done it.i once worked at a job in Frisco and a stout woman coworker came up to complain that i didn't like her becaue i didn't insult like everyone else. she thought it was because she was a transsexual, i said no-i just thought she was boring. soon she was telling me the filthiest jokes imaginable and we got along fine. me and my gay friends...maybe another time.i lost a lot of good friends to AIDS.
anyway, this semi explains why i added the Colette quote today. the crips i see who are bitter and disillusioned are the ones who take themselves much too seriously.i once had a Vietnam Vet roomie once who was gloomy and ill humored until one day he came in bitching about something the VA was neglecting to do (in his warped opinion) i qupped "What are you worried about? Agent Orange will have killed you long before then." it took a few minutes but he did burst out laughing and things were better after that. i see some people like this as a challenge,but not everyone is going to like you because of age,race,sex,gender, ethnicity or disability.so just roll with the punches,okay?
FATE is the cards that God (sic) dealt you.
FREE WILL is way you play your hand.
i play my hand with a crooked smile and a cane by my side. having a crip soul mate within reach is also a great help...
enuff of me.
namaste
mega
Sunday, February 1, 2009
TAGBOARDS FINALLY!
okay,
have finally added Tagboards so that you guys acn talk among yourselves and add/trade information now that the County is facing 10-30% cutbacks.this should free up some staffers to answer the less FAQs.
have at it.
mega
have finally added Tagboards so that you guys acn talk among yourselves and add/trade information now that the County is facing 10-30% cutbacks.this should free up some staffers to answer the less FAQs.
have at it.
mega
NFL SUNDAY + BLK HISTORY
NFL SUNDAY,
i would like to thank all the generations of NFL players who sacrificed their bodies and careers to further orthopedic research.
my knee braces and carpal tunnels cuffs are knock offs of NFL (sports) devices and i am grateful for them.THANKS GUYS.
BLACK HISTORY MONTH
someone,hopefully NOt spike lee, made the comment that we not only got the shortest month but the coldest.can you imagine a parade anywhere but California and Florida?
that's my beef and why isn't JUNEETEENTH a national holiday?
in other news,
check out "rampster-bencblog.blogspot.com"
for a less jaundiced and more polished view of crip life in santa cruz.
namaste
mega
i would like to thank all the generations of NFL players who sacrificed their bodies and careers to further orthopedic research.
my knee braces and carpal tunnels cuffs are knock offs of NFL (sports) devices and i am grateful for them.THANKS GUYS.
BLACK HISTORY MONTH
someone,hopefully NOt spike lee, made the comment that we not only got the shortest month but the coldest.can you imagine a parade anywhere but California and Florida?
that's my beef and why isn't JUNEETEENTH a national holiday?
in other news,
check out "rampster-bencblog.blogspot.com"
for a less jaundiced and more polished view of crip life in santa cruz.
namaste
mega
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