What do you get, when you combine Iron Chef with American Idol and Survivor?

HELL’S KITCHEN.

Oh yes, kiddies. It about made me….*ahem*

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I will not miss an episode. Will you? *poke*

How am I suppose to sleep after reading this????

LIBRA - Daily Overview
May 25, 2005

They’ve got a very serious look on their face, and they’ve just mentioned that they want to talk to you. Don’t worry. Not all serious conversations turn out badly. That goes double for this one.

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Don’t say I never gave ya nothin’.

Tonight, while having a rather intense conversation with one of the most important people of my life, two men in dark suits rolled a gurney into the apartment next door.

20 minutes later, I was inside, and Dan watched as a black bag - on said gurney - was wheeled down the sidewalk.

I have no words to describe what I feel.

We have survived the weekend.

When I get the pictures cropped and fancy-ied up, I will put a post about it, as you really need visuals to understand our whacky, family-bonding, adventure into the great north that it is Humboldt County….sans Pot.

But pot is a interesting segway to my brief thought for the night.

We are not overly close to our immediate neighbors that reside on our end of this building. We know Peter and….*thinks*….his wife, a bit, and exchange friendly conversation and updates when we pass each other on the sidewalk. He lives directly above us, poor man, and is a true neighbor, one that asks if you are ok, brings by a pie from time to time ( a Marie Calendars STRAWBERRY pie at that!) would lend you that cup of sugar in a heart beat, and is generally just a wonderful and good natured person.

Across from him upstairs is the “revolving” apartment. Its had more tenants then we care to count, most of which have been “young”, noisey and had large social groups that like to use the stairs as an outdoor gym….or so it seemed from the constant up and down. And yes, atleast one of those tenants was booted for possible….drug associated behaviour. Duh.

The gals downstairs, across from us? Rather quiet. There had been a gentleman with a dog there when we moved in. I think he got married and moved elsewhere. So, this older gal and her younger…but still older, sister moved in.

Recently, through Peter, we learned that the older of the two sisters had been diagnosed with the advanced stages of Lung Cancer, and it has spread to both lungs as well as well as elsewhere in her body, and apparently her kidneys are now failing. They have given her a month to live. This confirmed that I was not seeing things when I witnessed a medical supply company hauling large canisters (oxygen) down our sidewalk one day last week while I was out checking the mail.

This is the thing that is stupid to me.

If you have the advanced stages of INOPERABLE LUNG CANCER….would you spend a good portion of your time outside on the patio….SMOKING?

Now granted, its apparently Pot some of the time. No doubt prescribed for pain, and I can and will fully support the uses of Pot for these purposes until the day I fail to exist.

However, what the hell?

Up until the day we learned she was ill to begin with, the ONLY time we ever saw either sister was if they were: a. outside smoking or b. the younger of the two was coming or going to work.

I would think if I had a month left to live, I would not be further complicating things by continuing to inhale the very fumes and by-products that caused the issue in the first place. I mean, she’s got grandkids and shit…isnt there something better to be done with your time?

In a way, it makes me want to be very unwilling to offer my ability to help and support them, if she is just sitting there puffing away the days.

Now before you go and try to pin me to a cross for being harsh, know this.

I quit smoking nearly three years ago. Cold Turkey. I had reached a max of just about a pack a day, and had smoked fairly consistently from the age of 19 to the age of 28/29. So don’t give me a lick of shit, saying I do not understand how hard it is.

I firmly believe that what this woman is doing is both pathetic and lazy…and it makes me ill to watch it happen.

Well, I was given the opportunity to change my blog theme. Now, I would not have chosen TODAY to do this, but since I was not given the chance (no thanks to the “creator” of the theme I WAS using”), so be it.

I also got the chance to change a password that I had forgotten to. Its funny how quickly trust can be used against you, when you least expect it.

Anyway. I’m quite proud of myself. I’ve installed several tweaks, without needing any kind of assistance. One in particular is quite nifty. Its called a “Shout Box”. Its that little box on the left there. You type in your name *unless you are logged in, then it will fill it in for you* and type something. The box updates without having to refresh the page even! Kinda like having a mini chat room right on my blog! : )

I will be looking for some additional themes, so that I can use a rotating theme tweak I found. Looks pretty cool.

Anyway, its been a quiet weekend otherwise. Family is much healthier, and thanks to the rainy weather, we got a few projects around the house accomplished. W00t.

Also. See that link over there on the left about free Jewelry? NOT a scam. *points to pretty Blue Topaz pendenant around my neck*. From the looks of it, its solid silver, and the stone is quite real. I will be taking it to my favorite Jewelry store to be sure, but from the research I’ve done, and feedback from others that have purchased, its good quality stuff. Check it out if you have some time, they are great gifts, especially considering the price! I will let the “about us” page of their website explain further, but give me a shout if you want more info : ) Oh, and if you want to order, if you click through from my link….I get a couple of coins in my pocket for referring you ;)

Thats all for now! Ciao!

To all those that read, and do not post, or to those that read… post…and I don’t get a chance/moment to respond to….

You are loved, and your comments, well wishes and love (both stated and silent) are greatly appreciated : )

*sends warm fuzzies*

Dan and I have had a rough time the last 12-18 months, and knowing we have such good friends to hear us and help us, makes things that much better!

My thoughts are, if you cannot discern between a CREDIT and an INVOICE, you ought NOT be a Collector.

Furthmore, since the documents are labled in BOLD FONT in the upper left hand corner, the question of literacy comes into play.

*ponders*

I think I should run for president.

My first act, will be to outsource all STUPID people OFF SHORE, and then hand out the remaining jobs to those who can truely DO them.