Talking with Friends

Apparently, the root canal worked, as it’s now been almost 48 hours and the pain that I’ve felt has been minimal.  I wouldn’t even call it pain – more like periodic discomfort.  Dentist #4 told me that I’d feel better once he was finished, and boy, was he right.  And the funny thing to me…

The Procedure

It happened. Visit to Dentist #4 resulted in a root canal procedure.  I did not want one (preferring extraction over the more complicated work), but the dentist – who was one of the nicest medical professionals I’ve ever met – convinced me that the long-term problems with a tooth removal weren’t worth the time and…

Reducing the Gulf

I hadn’t intended for an earlier post to solely address the issue of snow.  Rather, I had a full agenda – a slate of topics on which I’d wanted to talk.  Everything from issues regarding my health, to a few complaints from my job, to even – yes – snow.  I don’t recall why I…

A Faulty Compass

What do you do when you’ve got a problem and really need to talk to someone, yet the nature of the problem is such that you’re actually afraid to share it with anyone? I’ve been dealing with a panic attack for most of the day, all over something that happened a good while back, and…

A Day in the Life, Pt. 1

When I was a kid, I attended a Sunday School class where the teacher spoke about the Final Days. During the discussion, he emphasized that the Bible stated that a “sure sign” of the pending Apocalypse was that things would not function in their normal ways:  Black would be white, up would be down.  Not…

A Mystery Solved

In the time since my last missive, some resolution has been achieved. Much like an episode of Poirot, a long and baffling mystery has now come to an end. Tangent time:  I like Poirot – or at least, the version created by David Suchet.  I’ve only read a few of the Poirot stories, but it’s…

Another Day, Another 78.5 Cents

I’m supposed to be writing a report right now, but I’m not interested in doing it.  That should be no surprise; my motivation for just about anything has sunk to such low levels that I might need two life-times for it to come back far enough for me to break even.  I don’t know what’s…

Working at Work

Have you ever worked with someone who was so frustrating that it actually caused you to question whether or not it was worth keeping your job? I have. Twice, in fact. It’s not a good feeling; rather, it’s downright destructive. The first time it happened, I nearly had a heart attack. Imagine being 25 years…