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That Kind Of Day

Posted 2012.02.14 20.12 in Pointless Blather

It was a pokey proddy jabby sort of day today.

The kind where nurses and medical things are involved.

The kind of a day where the nurse decides that the problem can be solved by using a bigger needle.

Yeah.

Bigger needles.

That’s the kind of day it was.

Cavalcade of Fail

Posted 2011.09.13 21.25 in Hobbies, Photography

This past weekend I was excited to get out of the house and take some more snapshots with my ‘new’ Hawk-Eye box camera. For good measure I also brought along my Minolta Autopak 700 rangefinder.

It was a super-bright sunny day, one of those bright-blue-sky-hard-shadows days, that mean sunny-16, aka EV+15 for the camera exposure. So my Hawk-Eye was loaded with some ISO 100 film which I figured could handle being overexposed and would also be ok if there were some clouds later.

I picked up my sister and we set out to visit a small waterfall that we’d read about. It was supposed to be an all-but-unknown yet very easily-accessable site.

Trail, Trees, Falls

When we arrived, we discovered that the trail was not long but it was a little difficult, and involved some hiking through the woods, and some slightly steep ups and downs. I was completely unprepared of course, wearing simple sandals — I had not even thought to bring my safety hiking sandals with the good treads and the ankle support. Also, someone else forgot to invent them.

Still, after the anticipation and the drive and all, we pressed on. And of course, I managed to trip and send myself flying. I remember as I started going over, very briefly thinking “Oh shit! The cameras!” but there was no chance to do anything about it.

I had been carrying 80-year-old Hawk-Eye in my hand, while the Minolta was around my neck on a strap. Then the Hawk-Eye was off doing some travelling of its own: first completely airborne, but then hitting the ground, it started rolling end over end a little ways down the path. The Minolta meanwhile, tethered around my neck, just swung outwards and met the hard ground face-first, a split second before I did nearly the same thing.

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Reminder about Safety

Posted 2011.04.09 18.16 in Hobbies, Pointless Blather

I’ve been pretty good about doing the safety goggles thing when it comes to playing with lasers. But for general electronics work, it’s just never occured to me that they’re necessary. I mean, snipping component leads, working with solder, even some mechanical stuff like drilling or cutting enclosures… it just didn’t seem that dangerous.

Then, cutting a little hole in a plastic enclosure for a switch, and ZOCK!

Tiny metal fragment, right in the eye!

It came off the edge of the blade – a tiny little fragment of the cutting edge of an x-acto knife, straight into the right eye! Ok, now I suddenly recognize why safety glasses are a good idea even with simple electronics.

I was able to spot it with a mirror and a bright light, but couldn’t get it out – it was too tiny and looked like it was sort of stuck in the white part. Then I blinked and it ‘vanished’. Now I don’t know where it is… I suspect it’s lost in the conjuctiva under my eye.

Now my eye is vaguely itchy but I’m not sure if that’s from the metal chip or from me poking around in there trying to find the metal chip.

So anyhow, let this be a lesson — eyeball safety, is always a good idea!

The Game That Wasn’t

Posted 2009.12.07 10.23 in Cats

PixieOccasionally when I get home from work, I’ve been known to collapse on the sofa. By occasionally, I mean frequently.

So, there I am, sprawled on the sofa, typically with an arm hanging over the side. That’s when the Pixie creeps into action… for what seems like ages, if I’m laying on the sofa, she’ll come alongside, bump into my hand, then flop over and start scratching at the sofa.

Obviously she knows this is ‘bad’ and I’ll try grabbing at her feet or catch her tail or rubbing her tummy (she hates that) to try and dissuade her. Then she attacks my hand / arm, biting and scratching, and I yelp in pain and let go. Then it starts all over.

All this time, I just thought she was being a naughty kitty, exploiting my exhaustion so she could peel the fabric off the bottom of the sofa.

Until the time that I was too damn tired to care. As usual, she bumped my hand, then flopped over and started scratching the sofa. Except this time I didn’t bother to try and stop her.

Then after a few moments, she stopped by herself. She moved back to my hand and bumped it again. Scratched the sofa some more, then bumped my hand again.

It’s been a game, the whole time, and I didn’t even know it. She wants me to grab her feet, catch her tail, rub her tummy, so that she can ‘fight’ my hand. I guess I didn’t clue in to the fact that she was just playing around, because she uses full claws and teeth – the blood and scarring caused me to think it was for-reals.

Then the Codeine Kicked In…

Posted 2009.10.16 12.48 in Life On Drugs, Pointless Blather

So the dentist appointment is now on Saturday, but in the meantime they told me to see my doctor to get drugs. So I saw my doctor and she gave me drugs. Codeine for the pain and somethingomycin for the swelling.

And now I’m at work and the codeine just kicked in. I can tell because my fingers and toes went all tingly and there’s just the slightest touch of dizzy in the air. Nice dizzy, not cryptospam dizzy. There’s also a nice warm two-glasses-of-wine kind of cozy sensation in my tummy.

But my *&%**( tooth still %*&&*^ hurts!

However, the tingly codeine buzz makes me a little less tense about the pain thing.

Owwwwwwwww!

Posted 2009.10.16 8.38 in Pointless Blather

So much for all my bravado. Walk it off. Rub some mud on it. Wrong answer.

It hurts! Owie owie owie owie!

I made it about 3 or 4 hours from my last blob post before I was searching the yellow pages for a dentist. Got an appointment but not till Monday. In the meantime… holy moly it hurts. Constant nonstop pain, with occasional throbbing. It’s not that the level of pain is that high – it’s only about a 6 out of 10. With an occasional throb or pulse up to about a 7 or 8 out of 10. It’s the non-stopped-ness, the fact that it can’t be ignored, and the fact that it doesn’t ^*&^% respond to #$%# painkillers!

That and my jaw is swelling up so the pain isn’t just at one tooth any more. Damn it hurts.

I might end up calling the dentist again to see if he has any emergency openings today… I don’t know if I can last the weekend.

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