Phlegmish Fjords Abound

Did you know that X-ray machines no longer need film? Yup, my doctor's office just upgraded to digital. Instead of film they now stick you between the radiation and some digital receptor thingy. So, the X-ray Tech is telling me all about this so I ask her if I can get a copy of my X-rays. She says "yup" and makes me a CD of them, including the program you use to look at them like they did on the light-on-the-wall thing before. Pretty cool stuff. Anyway, so there's one of my pictures, pretty hot nasal cavaties, eh? Well, the good news is that we think my cough has been figured out. All we had to do was match the time the cough started with the time my cholesterol medicine was changed. Hmmmm. Yup, you guessed it, they happened right about the same time. So we changed it again, and in 4 weeks I go back.

Yet another milestone to freedom

Just this week was GW's final State of the Union report. Just another sign that the end is near (less than 1 year). Whew!

Car back, cars gone.

Well, I got the 4 door back. I'm not going to tell you about it because I took Alex's advice and started a blog for old LTD fans. I call it "Underpopular Old Detroit Steel", because I decided to include all fans of the less popular cars of the 60's and 70's. So, for those of you who get tired of listening to my rambling and ranting about cars, you're not going to get it here anymore. Things of the vehicular nature will remain the domain of "Underpopular Old Detroit Steel" See ya there.

Pictures of 21st So. & 11th East

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Junior "G" Man Limits Loot of Nebulous Nabbers.

Associated Press, Sugarhouse, Utah. Johnny "Bloodhound" Dorkman thwarted two would be thieves from a major haul. "If it weren't for me, they just might have gotten away with FOUR bricks instead of two!" boasted Dorkman. "I just wished I had been armed, then I could have followed the one culprit into the covered parking at the bank, and he wouldn't have gotten away."
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I don't remember what the episode was about, but I can picture the scene from The Simpsons where Chief Wiggum is sitting at his desk pretending to type on a non-existent typewriter, taking the statement from someone he considers to be a prank.
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I can't make this stuff up. Sam on the Bus of Death (see earlier post), broken headlights and pulled over thrice by the same cop, finger in the gas tank and now the Junior "G" Man. Sometimes I wonder if people think I'm just pulling their leg. Trust me it's all true, I'm not that creative. This crap actually happens to me.
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I drive down 2100 So every day on my way to work, and I knew they were redeveloping the Blue Boutique corner but none the less it was a shock yesterday when I noticed the corner had been leveled. So today I decided to take a walk down there to get pictures. I have a whole bunch of "before" pictures and I want to do a comparison. You know, before, during and after. I had already taken all my pictures, circled the whole block, and was sitting on a bench that looks over the destruction. After a few minutes I noticed this teenage girl who had snuck over, under or through the fence and was taking close up pictures of what was left of the building with her cell phone. She looked like she had probably spent a lot of time at Sugarhouse Coffee, dressed all in black, the make-up and everything indicative of Emo, so I snapped a couple of human-interest pictures of her. She looks over at me and gives this impish little shrug and puts a finger to her mouth in the "shhhh" gesture. I do the same back, letting her know I'm not about to call the cops on her. Well, I didn't, at least. She starts picking through the rubble looking for a souvenir to take, so I walk over to the fence to ask her to grab something to me. As I'm walking over and before I can ask, she comes over to the fence, hands me a 6" chunk of the facade and says "this is for you." As I walk back to my seat I finally realize that this guy standing in the middle of the street on his cell phone is apparently giving a description of us to someone, I'm guessing the police. I heard him say, as he was looking at me, "with glasses and". I didn't hear the rest, but decided that it was time to head home. Now, I wasn't really too worried about running into the police, I'm not sure what the penalty for "Receiving Stolen Rubble" is, but I was afraid of losing my little piece of Sugarhouse history. I already lost my Deadhorse Point Road sign a couple years back, I didn't want this taken away too. So, I left. Headed to the corner and up north on 1100 East. Got to the corner and realized this guy is following me!, keeping the party on the other side of his cell phone informed as to my movements. I have to admit, at this point I started getting a little creeped out. I really didn't want this guy following me all the way home. Fortunately, this is the point he gave up the chase, and stayed on the other side of 2100 South, watching me and relaying my position. So, I decided "f" this, took my glasses off, cut through the covered parking of the Wells Fargo Bank, up the alleyway to Hollywood Avenue, across to McClelland, up to Ramona, over to 1100 East, across to Ramona again and home. I knew the cops were probably pulling a Cheif Wiggums and not really too interested in the Great Rubble Heist of 2008, but I've watched too much CSI and Law & Order not to have this weak feeling of being hunted. And I really, really didn't want Junior "G" Man to see me going into my house. So, I kept an eye out, looked up and down the street before turing into my driveway and I'm gonna lay low for the weekend until the heat cools off. (I am just kidding about that last part, I've already been out of the house to go to Home Depot.) Anyway, I'm home safe and sound, it's been 4 hours now and the cops haven't battered down my front door, so I figure it's safe to go out into society again.....