Apps burger syndrome.

I am trying out my mobile phone link to the blog.

I am wondering when or if there is an attachable keyboard for the iPhone.

We didn't do much yesterday. We had some pizza and onion rings and watched the movie 'the tree of life.' what an interesting and visually arresting film. Before that we went for a walk around the neighborhood. It was really nice out and was good to get some exercise in. I also spent the night combing the books app for the iPhones and found a ton of stuff. I'm sure that some of the books are abridged, but I did find a few good ones.

I don't know what's up for today, but I thought that I'd write in to see how this thing worked.

It's pretty cool, actually.

Turkey with a side of influenza.

great picture right? it's the influenza virus, more commonly known as the flu. i don't know where i caught this nastiness, but it is running rampant through my body as i type.

it started on sunday in the evening. terri and i dined on some take away and i suddenly felt really tired. i fell asleep for two hours and had vivid dreams. when i awoke, i was delirious and thirsty.

the evenings sleep was fraught with massive amounts of sweating and chills. i awoke on monday and knew i was sick, but soldiered on to work.

i spent last night at home, drinking kefir and mineral water. i developed a rasp in my lungs that is really loud when i breathe and i have been coughing a bit.

today i had really bad diarrhea and almost got sick a few times. but i managedto go to work and haul my pale face into my duties. it's all about the money and i don't have nay sick tome to use.

as i write this, my face feels as though it may melt off and my stomach sounds like a broken tuba.

i know it wasn't something i'd eaten, and i know it isn't from over work or stress. it's just the common flu, and it found it's way into my home sooner than i would've liked.

as you are probably doing this next few days, i am also going to travel to see family and friends. i hope they understand my trepidation in not getting too close or even making contact. i haven't even been able to hold or kiss elsie since sunday in fear of infection. i just wait until the next time the flu acts up and wants to exit my body.

one funny thing: my appetite is still in good shape. i have kept it pretty light, but at the same time i am still eating as i usually do.

i just want this to go away so i can feel some sense of normality before the holiday onslaught rushes over me with it's foul tide.

a few other things:

black friday- you are not what you own. stop being a consumer whore and remember what this time of year is really for: friends and family.

phone: i purchased an iphone 3G S, mostly for photos and updates from elsie. if you don't have my number, email me. i'm sure my address is somewhere on my profile.

music: godflesh, scorn, faith no more, infest, new hoax ep, psudoku.

photo: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Flu

i go feel bad now.

A big day for Elsie.

this picture on the left was taken when terri was hanging out with her our friend kristen. it pretty much sums up how elsie has been developing over the past two months. i said before that she went through a growth spurt, but as time goes on, she has been suprizing terri and i more and more with her abilities.

first of all, she is at the level of a four month old, even though this is her two month period. terri has been working diligently every day while i am at work, to help her associate more. i have a little jealousy in me about this, as i return home and don't get the same, but i'm sure if the roles were reversed, it would be the same.

i am so happy that i have a healthy and calm child. i have heard horror stories about colic, allergies, problems with breastfeeding and general malaise that i am subconsciously knocking on wood that we have been so lucky.

the first time we gave elsie a bath, she was calm. the first time i was honored to bottle feed her, she was calm. when the cat scratched her face, she cried twice and went back to feeding. we are dealing with one tough cookie here. again, i feel so happy at elsie's fortitude.

except for today.

elsie showed us just how brave she was and how strong we are to protect her.

today she had her two month round of shots. yes, shots.

there were three in all. right in the thighs.

i am not going to get into the schematics of what she was given, but it looked better on paper more than when the needle came out.

to back up a little, i feel that these things are a necessary evil. a few moments of discomfort are worth the pain to avoid what could be a lifetime of trouble. i, personally, will be getting a flu shot for the next eighteen years just for the privilege of having elsie in my life, which is well worth it in my arena.

anyway, i kept reminding terri of that fact, and she told me she was going to cry. i knew i had the fortitude to use reason and science, but when the first needle came out i said 'OH GOD!' and my eyes started to well up. the first needle went in as we were cooing and helping her and she cried like i have never heard. she was so helpless but had to take it, her tiny world was turned upside down. who would do this to her? why in hell would those who loved her so much, give her so much pain? i was two breaths short of jacking the nurse against the wall and telling her, 'if you harm my daughter again, i'll stick you in the eye with this needle.' BUT the eleven o'clock news has been aired and you would've heard of it by now.

instead, i shared the pain that elsie felt with terri and we both cried together. it was a moment i haven't felt since the operating room where the c-section happened.

it may seem weird that terri and i were reunited through this, but i'm going to let this one slide and not put too much into it.

and to let you know, elsie cried for about a minute and a half and was suckling quietly. i sent a message to terri asking how 'my girls' were and the picture she sent me-not an hour past the needles- was of elsie smiling.

that made my day in spades and i just had to share the experience with you, dear reader.

right now, terri and elsie are in the bedroom sleeping as i continue my battle against insomnia.

and if i stated anything earlier about not having enough time with my daughter: there are plenty of adventures we will both go on and plenty of times we will be in awe of each other, so i'll dig deep and try to be patient. that's one thing that elsie taught me today for being so brave that she has become my hero.

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not much to write about today...EXCEPT THIS:

Shatner frying a turkey in doors...i wish i was at THAT party!

A horrible way to blogger.

i have been reviewing past posts, and my writing is a bit thin. i end up spewing out the point i try to make on the subject i picked, and the rest is just filler.

i can barely breathe right now due to a hot sauce misjudgment.

i made a huge cheese quesedilla and quartered the damn thing. on each quarter i splashed a different hot sauce, going from mild to REALLY FUCKING HOT.

here's the breakdown:

Q1: sylvia's xxxtra hot sauce.

Q2: tabasco brand habanero sauce.

Q3: jamaican choice xxx hell hot pepper sauce.

Q4: dave's insanity ghost pepper sauce.

i put waaaay too much of the Q4 sauce on. i thought the lactose in the sour cream i spackled on the quesadilla's top would dumb down Q4's heat, but i'm sniffling, warm and slightly confused as i write.

nothing really beats the rush of spicy foods, nothing.

i have been a fan of hot sauces for some time. the feeling of endorphin release is second to none.

i have to say though, that good old tabasco sauce was just right until the company made the habanero sauce. i could probably drink an entire bottle of regular tabasco sauce and not even flinch.

i wasn't even aware of the ghost pepper until i saw some food program about it. i had to try it out and feel the burn. it's nothing you want to mess with at all. and to have a bottle of dave's insanity ghost pepper sauce makes it even worse. that company is run by a bunch of diabolical lunatics hell bent on ruining taste buds, gi tracts and any wood stained furniture.
a bunch of years ago, we had a bottle of dave's insanity sauce that fell out of the fridge and spilled on our not so clean kitchen floor. the sauce cleaned up the spot to a nice shine as i wiped it up.

that stuff has ruined meals through too much abuse.

i'm glad of hot sauces. not so much of the dare, but that they add that extra spice-or way too much of it-to foods. i eat almost all of my meals with some sort of hot sauce or another. i have even put cayenne pepper on iced cream before, for a kick.

sometimes there really isn't enough of a good thing. you have to push the limits of your endurance, and trying the hottest pepper on earth (the ghost pepper) was a safe yet daring exercise i will enjoy again and again.

if anyone knows of a hotter pepper out there let me know.

image: cheekychile.com

The senses awakened, i seek results.

to start off with, i am currently sick and tired of seeing and hearing about the new video game 'CALL OF DUTY: MODERN WARFARE 3.' i don't own a console with which to play 'MW3' upon, but i feel that since i've been bombarded with every media source concerning said game, i'll feel pretty safe to say that i think i've already played it.
my co worker had a mountain dew with 'MW3' plastered all over it.

i hope that everyone who bought the game, gets stuck on a level, and ends up with shattered flat screen television parts all over their mom's basement.

i have never been a fan of logos. it takes me a LOT of confidence in something to wear it on my person. when i see a band that really gets it, i'll fly their flag. i was a huge hunter s. thompson fan, so i still covet the gonzo t-shirt i purchased.

my new favorite shirt has been the $5 black soccer shirt that reads 'brasil' in the country's flags colors.

the reason i bought it? i liked the colors.

but do i really own these things, or do they own me?

by showing off to the world that i like these things, does it make me more engaging or more interesting? when i tried a new soda or energy drink, am i suddenly more hip or current?

if any of you know me, i am not those things. i have never given a flying shit about what anyone thinks of me, let alone what i wear.

i don't try to rave or wait in line for a fucking GAME and never will. don't believe the hype.

what ever you get today that is new will be old tomorrow, so bow out of the game and find your own stuff.
besides, i'll leave the fashion sense up to terri. she is way better at it than i and pulls it off with a grace and beauty unknown by many.

so, MW3: bad.

crass commercialism: bad.

used t shirts: good.

subliminal beard messages.

i am currently in my living room with terri and elsie. terri is watching a horrible program about brides shopping for their dress. i am not really watching this crap, but listening to the background music. you could swear that when one of these brides to be doesn't find what she wants, it's like the most dramatic part of a hitchcock movie. then the music becomes sweet when the woman gets what she wants.

this happens over and over in the show while you, the viewer, subliminally hears it happen. i have seen this many times in shows before. they were mostly dramas and also very fake. to see this happening in so called 'reality' shows is really a horrible thing to do to people.

you end up on an emotional roller coaster ride without even being aware of it. the show then makes you addicted because you don't even realize this is happening until it is over.

to have this happen in a drama or a movie is fine. to interject this into 'reality.' i fell, can be damaging.

i am going to re iterate that i am happy the television has been more off than on in recent days, and this is yet another reason why.

O.k. that aside, it's novembeard. yes, novembeard. it is the time of the year to grow facial hair if you are a fella, to get ready for the cold weather. i am on my third attempt at growing a beard and i am hoping that this time around, it will come in fully. i am hoping to have one equal but not as grey as my dads. ha! we'll see.
i remember being at my local around this time last year, and i was having a coke that night instead of drinking, and my friend said' hey, where's your beer?'

i replied, 'beer?'

His voice raised, he said', 'no BEARD!' It's novembeard.'

i was puzzled, yet bemused.

there really isn't a lot more t talk about. we've been busy at work. i've been losing weight and i am just making sure that i get enough time with elsie as i can.

it has been rough to be away from her, i've already statedthtis before, but it's worth it now as she is slowly becoming more aware of her surroundings and who terri and i are. she wakes up for me when i come home and every time i come in the room, she moves her head in my direction. pretty neat.

picture: emedco.com 'for all you surveillance sign needs.'

the indoor sauna.

do i even need to explain to you why i posted this picture of a weather map?

anyone form the region i live in were clobbered by a recent early storm that left most of us in the dark.

our power fluctuated until it went off at around 9:00pm on saturday. the next time we had power was at 1:30am on wednesday. that was three and a half days of no electricity and no heat.
we managed to use our gas stove, so lots of hot tea was consumed and we had hot meals.

i ended up getting crafty by boiling pots of water with rocks in them to get the temperature up in the closed off kitchen and bedroom of our home. our poor gecko, smiegel, almost froze to death, but she got the same hot rock treatment and sunlight to re-invigorate her self.

the biggest concern was elsie.

we were afraid that she'd catch a cold as i saw the temperature dip on our thermostat every day.

she ended up in bed between the two of us and i was relieved that terri was still breastfeeding, as her stored milk went bad in the refrigerator.

i'll have to say that she was a trooper, even when she was being changed and her skin was exposed.

on monday night we actually gave in and stayed at my mom's house in the nearby city of holyoke. they had their power back on and it also gave my mom time with elsie.

we ended up taking jackson and smiegel along for the ride to my moms.

i ended up staying at our house without power on tuesday night after work, because jackson didn't was misbehaving at my mom's and couldn't stay there again.

around 1;30am on wednesday i was in the bathroom and had to do a double take when i saw the night light above our sink come to life.

so what did i take away from this experience?

i learned that we are a very adaptable species and that i am able to go right along with a sudden change.
i learned that without power i could still entertain my self with a good book. i learned that in the old days, it took forever to do something and i had to pace my moves and be a bit more calculating in my decisions. i also enjoyed how quiet everything was. there weren't any machines constantly going on and off in our home and there weren't so many devices that had lights to distract us.

outside the night sky was at a brilliance that i don't think i'll be able to see until the next black out.

i'm pretty sure that the biggest thing i learned was that there is a lot more out there than the television or the internets.

in a world that shows you how to live on t.v., it sure was nice to actually do some living, instead of watching someone else doing it for a change.

i didn't miss either at all to be honest with you.

photo: necn.com screenshot