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Oh, and another thing…

admin — Wed, 16 May 2012 04:24:04 +0000

Body Pillow.

Evidently, the whole world knew that body pillows are good for you.
I learned right away that sleeping on my side hurt like hell. When I laid on my right side, my left shoulder would roll over and compress my chest. I noticed that it was alot less painful when I hugged a pillow.

Get you one.

San Fran, here we come!

admin — Mon, 14 May 2012 20:50:46 +0000

I’ve been really lucky to have friends and family come stay with me over the month after surgery.

To everyone’s surprise, I’m in much better shape than I thought I would be. So good in fact, that my brother Rick is gong to take me to San Francisco to get me out of the house this next week. Should be a pretty good time.

If you’re in san fran next week, give me a buzz. Maybe we can hook up.

It’s Phone Hack Day!!

admin — Sun, 06 May 2012 17:13:43 +0000

I’ve been rocking my Samsung Galaxy for better than a year now, and haven’t hacked it yet. I know that some of you will find that quite a surprise. I’ve been happy with the phone, But not really cool with some of the pay features when there are plenty

of free ones out there, as long as you can get around the phone.

This could end 1 of 2 ways….

Let’s see how this goes.

If you really dig your Android phones and wanna rock them too, checkout Cyanogenmod.com. It’s what I’ve used on my last 3 phones.

Being under house arrest will give me some free time to get some stuff like this done. Heart Surgery / Schmart Surgery!

Fan-Fuckin’-tastic Guitar Player

admin — Sat, 05 May 2012 20:17:47 +0000

You’re gonna wanna take a crap.

admin — Thu, 03 May 2012 22:05:35 +0000

EVERYBODY poops.

Yeah, evidently pain killers can lock up your butt-hole. So, I’d say that on top of the stool softeners and other stuff that doesn’t really help, think back to the food that irritates your stomach the most. For me, that powerful crap-starter is scrambled eggs with cheese. It has me pebble-dashing the basin in 20.

One Week Down

admin — Wed, 02 May 2012 17:49:01 +0000

Time really flies, Doesn’t it? Just a week ago, I was just TALKING to a guy about hacking my chest open. One week later, I’m back at home sleeping off the hangover. (I’m not even really hung over!)

Home, and getting into my groove, I don’t know for sure that my experience of the past week has soaked in yet. Maybe it’s because the Doctors have been so impressed by my recovery. They’ve called my recovery “super human”. There was some “total suck” stirred in, but the experience as a whole wasn’t nearly as effed up as I’d expected. – yes, I said ‘effed’ up, you thought ‘fucked’ in your head, and I can claim higher moral ground because I didn’t swear. What a total bag of bull shit. Right?

Even though I’m apparently ahead of the game, I’m not looking a gift horse in the mouth. The universe has taken some pretty great care of me over the past year or so. I’m still taking it easy. Not rolling straight into ass-kicking mode. Going to try to do nothing more strenuous than walking. Hopefully, I can get back up to my 10 miles a day. I’m carrying my Fitbit again! Yay! I really missed it.

It’s been my constant companion for maybe 2 years now. You can kick my ass to get/keep me up and moving by monitoring me here on my Fit Bit Profile Page

I’m a little disappointed in how tired I still am, and how simply walking about the house kinda kicks my ass. I know, I know. It will get better.

For a while, while the new is wearing off of my ticker upgrade, I’ll be talking about some of the stuff that I went through so that other guys my age – or others that were caught by surprise, as I was – can have some sort of idea of what to expect. Most of the information I got was from older men 65-80. So, I was confident that I would recover differently than they did.

I’m waiting for my ‘perspective change’ that I’m told comes with having your chest ripped open and your heart poked with sharp sticks. I’m sure that I’ll make some life changes.

But David, You're not Moses!

I hope that I’m happy above all; I’m absolutely expecting to me. Deep down, I hope that I’m becoming a cult-leading, tattooed biker guy.

Today, I meet Tony.

admin — Wed, 18 Apr 2012 19:35:30 +0000

Getting closer to axe time. I’m going to meet my surgeon today.
I’m really hoping that I’m officially scheduled for the 26th.

A bit more nervous than I should be, seeing that I already know what is going to happen.

Boy. This is gonna hurt.

Could this get any less NOT fun?

admin — Tue, 20 Mar 2012 16:35:11 +0000

Possibly. But, not likely.

What is the Semen Content of Rocky Mountain Oysters?

admin — Tue, 20 Mar 2012 13:40:22 +0000

I’m often asked some bazaar questions, and although I know lots and lots of stuff. Sometimes, I am forced to rely on the experts.

Wikipedia tells us that, ” Rocky Mountain oysters are bull calf testicles used as food.

They are often deep-fried after being peeled, coated in flour, pepper and salt, and sometimes pounded flat. This delicacy is most often served as an appetizer^[1] with a cocktail sauce dip.”

Yeah. With COCKtail sauce dip. Why not, right?

” There’s always hope, right?” M. Sorrell of West Virginia told

” I’m hoping that the jizz content of balls is something greater than zero… that would actually be pretty cool.”

“I eat alot of stuff…”

“Don’t let them fool you. A cooked swimmer is still a swimmer! Don’t let them tell you otherwise!”

Dark Purple… If you’re wondering.

admin — Tue, 06 Mar 2012 14:36:14 +0000

Wanna see the “judge” in people? Show them your toes.

You’ll be surprised by how many of your “friends” are visibly bothered by a little bit of paint.