drdon911

Jut some info..

2009-11-18T20:06:39Z

Not that anyone cares, I'm sure, but if you tweet, you may be interested.

I have another blog located at http://drdon911.blogspot.com

Today's posting is a review of Seesmic's new Seesmic for Windows application vs. TweetDeck I list the good and the bad I found today. Since it is only a preview copy of the program, all features are subject to change as they work towards final build.

If you are interested, go read it. Direct link: http://drdon911.blogspot.com/2009/11/testing-1-2-3.html

Now go back to your important stuff!

Can You Top This?

2009-11-07T21:07:11Z

MARIJUANA FILLED FIREWOOD

'Hello, is this the Sheriff's Office?'

'Yes. What can I do for you?'

'I'm calling to report 'bout my neighbor Virgil Smith...
He's hidin' marijuana inside his firewood! Don't quite know
how he gets it inside them logs, but he's hidin' it there..'

'Thank you very much for the call, sir.'

The next day, twelve Sheriff's Deputies
descend on Virgil's house. They search the shed where the firewood is kept.
Using axes, they bust open every piece of wood, but find no marijuana. They
sneer at Virgil and leave.

Shortly, the phone rings at Virgil's house.

'Hey, Virgil! This here's Floyd....Did the Sheriff come?'

'Yeah!'

'Did they chop your firewood?'

'Yep!'

'Happy Birthday, buddy!'

(Rednecks know how to get'r done).

Take me back to when I was just on crack...

2009-10-27T13:32:18Z

My 'twitter friend' Bill Zucker has released this new song/video that kinda tells it like it is. Take a look/listen. If you like it, share it please.

Don't Try This At Home!

2009-10-19T13:17:53Z

Just had to share this email I recieved... enjoy.

Just try reading this without laughing till you cry!!!

Pocket Taser Stun Gun, a great gift for the wife. A guy who purchased his lovely wife a pocket Taser for their
anniversary submitted this:

Last weekend I saw something at Larry's Pistol & Pawn Shop that sparked my interest. The occasion was our 15th
anniversary and I was looking for a little something extra for my wife Julie. What I came across was a 100,000-volt,
pocket/purse-sized taser. The effects of the taser were supposed to be short lived, with no long-term adverse affect
on your assailant, allowing her adequate time to retreat to safety....??

WAY TOO COOL! Long story short, I bought the device and brought it home.

I loaded two AAA batteries in the darn thing and pushed the bu tton. Nothing! I was disappointed. I learned, howe ver,
that if I pushed the button and pressed it against a metal surface at the same time; I'd get the blue arc of
electricity darting back and forth between the prongs. AWESOME!!! Unfortunately, I have yet to explain to Julie what
that burn spot is on the face of her microwave.

Okay, so I was home alone with this new toy, thinking to myself that it couldn't be all that bad with only two
triple-A batteries, right?

There I sat in my recliner, my cat Gracie looking on intently (trusting little soul) while I was reading the
directions and thinking that I really needed to try this thing out on a flesh & blood moving target.

I must admit I thought about zapping Gracie (for a fraction of a second) and thought better of it. She is such a sweet
cat. But, if I was going to give this thing to my wife to protect herself against a mugger, I did want some assurance
that it would work as advertised. A m I wrong?

So, there I sat in a pair of shor ts and a tank top with my reading glasses perched delicately on the bridge of my
nose, directions in one hand, and taser in the other.

The directions said that a one-second burst would shock and disorient your assailant; a two-second burst was supposed
to cause muscle spasms and a major loss of bodily control; a three-second burst would purportedly make your assailant
flop on the ground like a fish out of water. Any burst longer than three seconds would be wasting the batteries. All
the while I'm looking at this little device measuring about 5' long, less than 3/4 inch in circumference; pretty cute
really and (loaded with two itsy, bitsy triple-A batteries) thinking to myself, 'no possible way!'

What happened next is almost beyond description, but I'll do my best...?
I'm sitting there alone, Gracie looking on with her head cocked to one side as to say, 'don't do it dip shit,'
reasoning that a o ne second burst from such a tiny little ole thing coul dn't hurt all that bad. I decided to give
myself a one second burst just for heck of it. I touched the prongs to my naked thigh, pushed the button, and . . ..
HOLY MOTHER OF GOD . WEAPONS OF MASS DESTRUCTION . . . WHAT THE HELL!!!

I'm pretty sure Jessie Ventura ran in through the side door, picked me up in the recliner, then body slammed us both
on the carpet, over and over and over again. I vaguely recall waking up on my side in the fetal position, with tears
in my eyes, body soaking wet, both nipples on fire, testicles nowhere to be found, with my left arm tucked under my
body in the oddest position, and tingling in my legs?

The cat was making meowing sounds I had never heard before, clinging to a picture frame hanging above the fireplace,
obviously in an attempt to avoid getting slammed by my body flopping all over the living room.

Note: If you ever feel compelled to 'mug' yourself wit h a taser, one note of caution: there is no such thing as a one
second burst when you zap yourself! You will not let go of that thing until it is dislodged from your hand by a
violent thrashing about on the floor. A three second burst would be considered conservative?

SON-OF-A-BITCH, THAT HURT LIKE HELL!!!

A minute or so later (I can't be sure, as time was a relative thing at that point), I collected my wits (what little I
had left), sat up and surveyed the landscape. My bent reading glasses were on the mantel of the fireplace. The
recliner was upside down and about 8 feet or so from where it originally was.My triceps, right thigh and both nipples
were still twitching. My face felt like it had been shot up with Novocain, and my bottom lip weighed 88 lbs. I had no
control over the drooling. Apparently I shit myself, but was too numb to know for sure and my sense of smell was gone
I saw a faint smoke cloud above my head which I believe came from my h ai r. I'm still looking for my nuts and I'm
offering a significant reward for their safe return!!

P. S. My wife loved the gift, and now regularly threatens me with it!

'If you think Education is difficult, try being stupid.'

Ever wonder why??

2009-09-15T02:00:59Z

They used to use urine to tan animal skins, so families used to all pee in a pot & then once a day it was taken & sold to the tannery.......if you had to do this to survive you were "Piss Poor"
But worse than that were thereally poor folk who couldn't even afford to buy a pot......they "didn't have a pot to piss in" & were the lowest of the low

The next time you are washing your hands and complain because the water temperature isn't just how you like it, think about how things used to be. Here are some facts about the 1500s:

Most people got married in June because they took their yearly bath in May, and they still smelled pretty good by June.. However, since they were starting to smell . .. . brides carried a bouquet of flowers to hide the body odor. Hence the custom today of carrying a bouquet when getting married.

Baths consisted of a big tub filled with hot water. The man of the house had the privilege of the nice clean water, then all the other sons and men, then the women and finally the children. Last of all the
babies.. By then the water was so dirty you could actually lose someone in it. Hence the saying, "Don't throw the baby out with the Bath water!"

Houses had thatched roofs-thick straw-piled high, with no wood underneath. It was the only place for animals to get warm, so all the cats and other small animals (mice, bugs) lived in the roof. When it rained it became slippery and sometimes the animals would slip and fall off the roof. Hence the saying "It's raining cats and dogs."

There was nothing to stop things from falling into the house. This posed a real problem in the bedroom where bugs and other droppings could mess up your nice clean bed. Hence, a bed with big posts and a sheet hung over the top afforded some protection. That's how canopy beds came into existence.

The floor was dirt. Only the wealthy had something other than dirt. Hence the saying, "Dirt poor." The wealthy had slate floors that would get slippery in the winter when wet, so they spread thresh (straw) on floor to help keep their footing. As the winter wore on, they added more thresh until, when you opened the door, it would all start slipping outside. A piece of wood was placed in the entrance-way. Hence: a thresh hold.

(Getting quite an education, aren't you?)

In those old days, they cooked in the kitchen with a big kettle that always hung over the fire.. Every day they lit the fire and added things to the pot. They ate mostly vegetables and did not get much meat. They would eat the stew for dinner, leaving leftovers in the pot to get cold overnight and then start over the next day. Sometimes stew had food in it that had been there for quite a while. Hence the rhyme: Peas porridge hot, peas porridge cold, peas porridge in the pot nine days old.

Sometimes they could obtain pork, which made them feel
quite special. When visitors came over, they would hang up their bacon to show off. It was a sign of wealth that a man could, "bring home the bacon." They would cut off a little to share with guests and would all sit around and chew the fat.

Those with money had plates made of pewter. Food with high acid content caused some of the lead to leach onto the food, causing lead poisoning death. This happened most often with tomatoes, so for the next 400 years or so, tomatoes were considered poisonous.

Bread was divided according to status. Workers got the burnt bottom of the loaf, the family got the middle, and guests got the top, or
the upper crust.

Lead cups were used to drink ale or whisky. The combination would sometimes knock the imbibers out for a couple of days. Someone walking along the road would take them for dead and prepare them for burial. They were laid out on the kitchen table for a couple of days and the family would gather around and eat and drink and wait and see if they would wake up. Hence the custom of holding a wake.

England is old and small and the local folks started running out of places to bury people. So they would dig up coffins and would take the bones to a bone-house, and reuse the grave. When reopening these coffins, 1 out of 25
coffins were found to have scratch marks on the inside and they realized they had been burying people alive. So they would tie a string on the wrist of the corpse, lead it through the coffin and up through the ground and tie it to a bell. Someone would have to sit out in the graveyard all night (the graveyard shift.) to listen for the bell; thus,someone could be, saved by the bell or was considered a dead ringer...

The Days of Black and White

2009-09-06T22:30:50Z

The Days of Black & White

"Good night and God bless.."

Go all the way to the bottom past the pictures. I think you'll enjoy it. Whoever wrote this must have been my next door neighbor because it totally described my childhood to a 'T.' Hope you enjoy it.

Black and White
(Under age 40? You won't understand.)

You could hardly see for all the snow,

Spread the rabbit ears as far as they go.

Pull a chair up to the TV set,

'Good Night, David.
Good Night, Chet.'

My Mom used to cut chicken, chop eggs and spread mayo on the same cutting board with the same knife and no bleach, but we didn't seem to get food poisoning.?

My Mom used to defrost hamburger on the counter and?I used to eat it raw sometimes, too. Our school sandwiches were wrapped in wax paper in a brown paper bag, not in ice pack coolers, but I can't remember getting e.coli.?

Almost all of us would have rather gone swimming in the lake instead of a pristine pool (talk about boring), no beach closures then.?

The term cell phone would have conjured up a phone in a jail cell, and a pager was the school PA system.?

We all took gym, not PE...and risked permanent injury with a pair of high top Ked's (only worn in gym) instead of having cross-training athletic shoes with air cushion soles and built in light reflectors. I can't recall any injuries but they must have happened because they tell us how much safer we are now.?

Flunking gym was not an option... even for stupid kids! I guess PE must be much harder than gym.

Speaking of school, we all said prayers and sang the national anthem, and staying in detention after school caught all sorts of negative attention.?

We must have had horribly damaged psyches. What an archaic health system we had then. Remember school nurses?
Ours wore a hat and everything.

I thought that I was supposed to accomplish something before I was allowed to be proud of myself.

I just can't recall how bored we were without computers, Play Station, Nintendo, X-box or 270 digital TV cable stations.
Oh yeah.... and where was the Benadryl and sterilization kit when I got that bee sting? I could have been killed!

We played 'king of the hill' on piles of gravel left on vacant construction sites, and when we got hurt, Mom pulled out the 48-cent bottle of mercurochrome (kids liked it better because it didn't sting like iodine did) and then we got our butt spanked.

Now it's a trip to the emergency room, followed by a 10-day dose of a $49 bottle of antibiotics, and then Mom calls the attorney to sue the contractor for leaving a horribly vicious pile of gravel where it was such a threat.

We didn't act up at the neighbor's house either, because if we did we got our butt spanked there and then we got our butt spanked again when we got home.

I recall Donny Reynolds from next door coming over and doing his tricks on the front stoop, just before he fell off.

Little did his Mom know that she could have owned our house.

Instead, she picked him up and swatted him for being such a goof. It was a neighborhood run amuck.

To top it off, not a single person I knew had ever been told that they were from a dysfunctional family.

How could we possibly have known that?

We needed to get into group therapy and anger management classes.

We were obviously so duped by so many societal ills, that we didn't even notice that the entire country wasn't taking Prozac!

How did we ever survive?

LOVE TO ALL OF US WHO SHARED THIS ERA. AND TO ALL WHO DIDN'T, SORRY FOR WHAT YOU MISSED.
I WOULDN'T TRADE IT FOR ANYTHING!

Pass this to someone and remember that life's most simple pleasures are very often the best.

Health reform rumours clarified

2009-08-05T23:48:15Z

Hi friends,

Below is an email I recieved from AARP regarding health care reform rumours. It doesn't cover everything going on, but some of the important basics. Agree or not, I figured I would post them anyway.

Hi,

My inbox has been flooded with emails spreading crazy rumors about health reform so I wanted to share some facts from AARP about what's really going on. Please join me in forwarding these facts to everyone you know. Print them out and pass them around at your social gatherings and other places where people are discussing the issues of the day.

FACT #1: Medicare will not be ended, and no benefits or services will be cut.

Your services will not be ended, nor will your benefits be cut. AARP's position on this could not be clearer. And we have sent this message loud and clear to Congress. While the current proposals include savings in Medicare by cutting out fraud, abuse, waste, and inefficiency, we're standing up and making sure benefits for Medicare recipients are not only fully protected, but are improved.¹

FACT #2: No legislation currently in Congress would mandate the rationing of care. Period.

Our staff has read all of the legislation circulating in Congress and there are no provisions in these bills that would ration care for our members. None. If any ever did, we would vigorously fight to stop that legislation.²

FACT #3: There is no provision of any piece of legislation that would promote euthanasia of any kind.

The rumors out there are flat out lies. Right now Medicare does not cover counseling for end-of-life care. The portion of the bill in question would simply provide coverage for optional end-of-life consultations with doctors, so that the patient can be aware of all of the treatment options on the table. It is not mandatory and it has nothing to do with euthanasia.³

FACT #4: We have not endorsed President Obama's plan.

In fact, we haven't endorsed any plan. We are supporting reform of our health care system, something that AARP has pushed for many years. We're working closely with Republican and Democratic members of Congress to lower health care costs and to ensure quality affordable coverage for older Americans – and we want reform legislation passed and signed by the president this year.⁴

So what is AARP fighting for in health reform?

Stopping insurance companies from charging older Americans unaffordable premiums because of their age.
Ending the practice of excluding people from insurance because of pre-existing conditions.
Holding down health costs and making insurance coverage more affordable for all Americans.
Making prescription drugs more affordable by narrowing the Medicare doughnut hole, bringing generics to market faster, and allowing Medicare to negotiate better drug prices.

Find out more and take action at HealthActionNow.org.

Thanks,

Donald

"AARP to Congress: Don’t Make Medicare More Expensive," AARP, July 30, 2009 http://www.aarp.org/aarp/presscenter/pressrelease/articles/rand_medicare_statement.html
"Debunked: Health Reform Means Rationed Care For Seniors," AARP, August 4, 2009 http://blog.aarp.org/shaarpsession/2009/08/debunked_health_reform_means_r.html
"AARP Responds to Health Reform Scare Tactics," AARP, July 24, 2009 http://www.aarp.org/aarp/presscenter/pressrelease/articles/mccaughey_statement.html
"Obama Vows No Cuts To Medicare Benefits," AARP, July 29, 2009 http://bulletin.aarp.org/yourhealth/policy/articles/
obama_fields_tough_questions_on_health_care_reforms_at_aarp_tele_town_hall.html

For My Dementia Friends...

2009-07-23T21:26:29Z

I hope I don't ramble on and bore you all, but there a few things I just have to say.

I have been a little "off" for many years. I used to listen to Dr. Demento and Weird Al, etc. a lot. In the last couple years I came across Dementia Radio, The FuMP, and The Mad Music Archives. I instantly fell in love!! I do seem to have a severe case of CRS, so I sometimes forget artists, lyrics, and song titles but that does not stop my total enjoyment of this genre.

Now to the "meat" of this post. I just want to say to all my new friends on dementia, THANK YOU for allowing to join this select group of individuals, and taking me into your lives and thoughts. It's almost as if I have found a new family. I only really have 1 friend in this town, but now I have many friends to talk to, and to share with. Especially those of you who have friended me on FaceBook, Twitter, and here in LiveJournal. I really enjoy jumping into the chat room and interacting with everyone.

I am slowly learning who is who, who is related to who, who is dating, who is married, and your "IRL" names, etc. Like I said, I have CRS, so this is taking time and I have notes on my desk to help remind me - so if I sometimes draw a blank, please forgive me. Again, this can be some very personal information and I REALLY thank you for trusting me enough to let me in... For those I have not yet friended (or asked to be friended) it's just because I either don't know your IRL names, or just haven't talked to you enough to feel comfortable making the request. I don't want to come across as a stalker, or a weirdo.

For those of you who "know" me from the chatroom and other places, that may be reading this, but have not yet friended me in aformentioned places, I would be honored if you did. I have nothing to hide, so at end of post I will put all of my personal information that would be needed.

My Dementia friends and family have become better friends than any I have IRL... and again I thank you!

That should about do it. Just needed to say it...

Contact info for anyone who cares:

Name: Donald Coleman
Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/drdon
Irc: I'll try to be DrDon or DrDon911
Twitter: DrDon911
Skype: DrDon911
Email: drdon_911@hotmail.com
Messengers:
Yahoo - drdon_911@yahoo.com
MSM - drdon_911@hotmail.com
AIM - drdon4310@aol.com
I think that should about cover it, and more info is available on my Facebook page (such as phone number)

Love you all! And thanks for listening/reading this far.

Another Sunday

2009-07-12T15:18:41Z

Ummm, I got nothin'

Yard work, nephew's baseball game later, that's it so far....

Later y'all

I had to do it...

2009-05-12T00:16:57Z

Ok, since I am following a few people here, I figure I must post at least one entry. Don't know a lot about LJ yet, but will learn I'm sure. I don't have a lot going on right now just a case of SSDD. I have been having a lot of fun getting to know the DJ's, Talent, and others on dementiaradio.org chat. I think I'm making a bunch of new friends (at least I hope that's what's happening - would hate to think I'm just being a pest). It's a great group of people, funny, and interesting! Gradually getting to add them to my friends list here on LJ, on FB, twitter, and a couple on skype - always looking to add more.

Not doing much tonite - It's my TV nite. House and 24 - can't miss them. In fact have to go watch now. I'll write more when I think I may have something to say. :-)