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The Apple Household

We are almost a completely Apple household.

I am completely Mac-driven at this point. I have a PC in my office that hasn't worked right in years so it is essentially an enormous paperweight (and no, I did NOT brick it - that is not my style); I have my 2007 PC laptop (a Gateway), but we will be moving all that stuff to the Quad server (so named for the QUAD CPU inside, but I like the name, it's fitting)  and reformat it for Raquel, the woman who takes care of my mother when Ray is out, she has little money and could really use this for school. It is old, outdated and very low on memory and space, even though I bought as much memory as I could fit in it back in 2009. That is me. She won't use it nearly the way that I do, which is heavy image usage, music, etc. And I save tons of things, where she likely doesn't.
Luis has computers... is like saying a die-hard Hummel collector has a a few "nice" pieces. This is a tipping invitation. Don't just walk away, ru…

Undercover Boss - Diamond Resorts

This is not a show that - like with movies - I would have picked out. Luis did (big surprise there, right?) and got me to watch it one night. I was resistant. I honestly thought that, in the grand vein of reality shows everywhere, that this would only serve to get employees in trouble. It turns out, in case you don't know, that this show puts the CEO into different area stores/hotels/etc, so they can get a direct feel for what their businesses are really doing, what it is like to do basic jobs in the industry, and where improvements can be made to their businesses.
Here we have the owner of Diamond Resorts, who went to the first place as a client staying in a suite; then a maintenance man in the Palm Springs resort, then a dance instructor in another place and now as a hair stylist (yikes). I suspect he may go onto one more job, but maybe not; four is usually the maximum amount of jobs that one person can hold considering the average one-hour show is (now) 38 minutes long. The bi…

"Safety Not Guaranteed"

Looking for a movie that will not be like any other film you've ever seen? Something that brought a smile to my face in many parts, has great music (even the lead, Mark Duplass, did a bit with a zither - an instrument that looks like a flat, thin guitar, but while stringed, that is as far as it is related to a guitar - that was beautiful. Just beautiful) and has an ending that is totally unexpected? You want this movie. You really, really want this movie.
Luis (naturally) found it on Netflix. I had (naturally) never heard of it. That is usually how we find movies, sad to say. While Luis has greatly widened my tastes in movies, I have brought very little to the table in this particular matter.
Anyway, this magazine writer wants to do an article on a guy who put an ad in the paper that reads: WANTED: Someone to go back in time with me. This is not a joke. You'll get paid after we get back. Must bring your own weapons. I have only done this once before. SAFETY NOT GUARANTEED.
Wh…

Living Outside the Hospital

I suppose the doctor lives outside the hospital just fine without any issues. Me, I live with the same issues as in the hospital every day, just on a lesser degree. Well, wondering where I am going with this? Me, too. (Not really, I figured it out...)
The doc was supposed to give me a 14-day Tizanidine script (this drug is the cheap version of Zanaflex). Instead, she gave me a less than two-day script. What a moron. They say doctors are smart but I keep encountering the not so smart ones. Or maybe they are just the distracted ones? Either way, I'm screwed and not loving it. I had multiple issues being released and this one I did not figure out until the wee hours of this morning. That, along with all the other missing pharmaceuticals as well. But those I hope to have today. There is still the issue of getting to the doc's office (in the ice) and the pharmacy to get everything. Great.
I'd best contact the doctor's office to be sure I do get them today. Otherwise it wil…

The Approach of The Dreaded Holidays...

20 November 2012
When I worked and was loaded, I looked forward to the holidays, Christmas, really. Thanksgiving has never held any interest for me. I also cannot abide eating turkey, one of the least tasty meals around. If you cook me up a big old spiral-cut ham, that is a completely different story. I'll show for that.
I'm not earning much now. Christmas is not nearly so interesting now. But Luis promises to take care of it, which while a very nice gesture, it is not ideal. I don't care for the feeling of being indebted, even though he would not consider me to be so. I am the one feeling that way. It's not a pleasant feeling.
This year has been exceptionally hard. I've been in the hospital far too many times, been sick far too many times. I did change some of my medications and that has taken away the constant vomiting, a symptom I was happy - elated - to say goodbye and farewell to. I will do anything to avoid being physically sick like that and it was so easy …

Living in the Hospital, Not Outside of It...

For those of you who read my somewhat forgotten blog, you'll get a chuckle out of the title, as it matches the title of the blog. I haven't actually forgotten it, but it has fallen by the way side thanks to feeling crappy more often than not. However, two things have happened to suddenly bring the sun back out onto my island of writings and musings...

1. I'm in Mo'town (our EMS designation for Morristown Memorial Hospital and there is only so much to do. I have all the telly viewing I could want on my iPad, but since I'm not a telly addict, there is only so much I will watch. And I don't consider playing games to be worthwhile on a computer, so scratch that off the list. Typing extensively on an iPad is not really ideal and so I have never posted anything onto my blog from there.

Which brings me to 2. Luis (how much do I love that man?) got me the one and only thing I really, really wanted for Christmas: a MacBook Air. Oh, yes. And just as I love my iPad to dis…