A Mantra
Grace. Kindness. Peace. Disruption. Pain. Processing. Rinse. Repeat.
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And I must be 13 …
Alternate Title: Beauty in Nature
Rubber Glove Bird
My friend pointed this, what I believe to be, naturally occurring instance of middle school humor. Am I 13 again, probably. It's the simple things in life that make it fun.
No Flu for Me
It turns out that I am flu free, or at least an athletic-looking man with a stethoscope informed me on Friday (side note: besides the implicit claim to be a doctor that comes with working in an office where nurses that stick swabs up noses, I saw no doctoral credentials other than his general appearance of an athlete and the stethoscope … oh yes, he was wearing a shirt akin to the soccer apparel from Dead Poet's Society … but I digress). After giving me the results of my flu test, however, he had no other specifics other than the equivalent of "something's wrong with you" (loose translation). He added, "if it doesn't go away by Monday, come back," and to that my mind added, "and we'll stick you with needles." So, in short: Good news, no flu. Bad news, you're sick.
That was Friday. Since then there's been a good news update on the aforementioned bad news. The fever has dropped and much good pizza has been consumed.
I will take this opportunity for a horrible transition on the pizza plight currently experienced in Seattle. I have yet to find what I would consider "good pizza." Now when I say "good," I really mean, oh I believe the technical term is "freaking amazing." Unfortunately there is much mediocre pizza to be consumed with many amazing people. (Note: If ever there is a lack of quality in anything, add quality people and the situation will improve.) A few good friends have offered up their favorite pizza joints as possible grails in my quest, yet all have fallen short. I mean no ill will toward my friends; my tastes and standards are simply different.
If anyone in the greater Seattle area has a pizza that he/she believes can compete with the likes of Lou Malnati's, Giordano's, Bazbeaux, and/or LaRosa's pizzas, please let me know.
Man Cold
Learn …
- 999 – The 911 equivalent for the UK and Ireland.
- LemSip – well known cold & flu remedy in the UK & Australia
- CBeebies – A BBC television channel aimed at children 6 and under.
Source: Wikipedia.org
Then Watch …
Then Read …
One of the true blessings of being back in the educational environment is exposure to whatever bug is currently in vogue. This being said, I'm surprised at how little I get sick. I don't take the best care of myself, and by the best care I mean mediocre care. Let's plug our new findings back into the aforementioned statement just to make it clear: I don't take mediocre care of myself. So you can understand how surprised I am when my housemates fall to the left and right of me with unfortunate illnesses as I walk through unscathed. Perhaps the positive effects of coffee and lethargy have not been studied enough.
However, this week I have not been so lucky. I have fallen ill with what some have identified as in-flu-in-za. This apparently common ailment has helped me raise my body temperature (at times) to 102+ and left my eyes sensitive to the touch – oh, and it hurts to look right, left, up, or down. A result of the having such a body temperature was a nostalgic favorite of mine – chills.
The last time I had chills was April 19, 2006 – this being the day that will live in Matthew Prentice infamy: the day I came down with malaria. Laying there shivering, my mind floated almost two years back to memories of ice packs in strategic areas of the body and with good friends caring for me as I laid on the linoleum floor. I was oh so thankful for Cami, Faye, and Michelle way back then.
Thankfully, my fever has broken today. I hope that this is the beginning of the end for this battle with the "flu" (as the kids are calling it these days).
Ask Baby Jesus? Where is he?
Ok. It's apparently amateur night down in Florida. Some hooligans, perhaps ruffians, have stolen baby Jesus from a nativity scene. Now I'm not saying I don't know anything about liberating nativity scene characters, and I'm not saying I do, but what I do know is that baby Jesus is not to be touched. Shepherds? Yes. Sheep? Definitely. A camel? Extra points – especially if it ends up on top of a building. But baby Jesus? That's just poor style.
Why? I Don’t Know
This caught my fancy today … which makes me think that I need to kick the crap out of my fancy. Anyway, here it goes …