On a more serious note......

So at the beginning of May I got really sick, some kind of virus, never figured out what it was. I went to the university health center where the doctor gave me some penicillin. I had a reaction to it, didn't know I was allergic, so they switched me to something called ketek. This was a weird virus, too, I felt like absolute dung. Worst I've ever felt while sick. Two weeks later I was better, however, some of my nymph nodes swelled up and one in particular didn't go down. Right underneath my jaw on my right hand side. I'm pointing to it in the pic. I went to the doctor two weeks ago and he recommended me to an ear, nose and throat guy. I went to him and he scheduled some tests which I took last Friday.

So the tests I was scheduled for were a CT scan and a needle biopsy. I showed up and they took me to do the ct scan first. The setup looked like a table with a giant donut at one end. You lie on the table and it's pushed through the donut, which is making this horrible electronic throbbing noise. They injected me with a dye, which was weird. The tech told me I'd feel warm all over. When the stuff got injected I felt a hot sensation spread over my entire body. I thought to myself, "This must be what heroin feels like." It was weird, but not entirely uncomfortable. Then they put me in another room with the same setup to do the biopsy. It was supposed to be ct-guided. So they put me on the table and put this blue drape over my face, which I had on for the next 45 minutes or so, it sucked. They numbed up the area and started to jab a needle into my neck...repeatedly. I couldn't feel anything, though, which was fantastic, cause the doc was stabbing me like I was a block of ice and drinks were needed. So after this they told me they needed another sample, so this time they used some sort of gun. All I heard was a pop cause I was still under the drape. Thankfully they got what they needed and I was outta there.

I find out the results sometime next week. Hopefully it won't be anything too serious. The waiting sucks, though. I'll let everyone know when I know.

The First Act of Aggression

I'm declaring war on my brother's blog. He's in the links section under DanBro. As my first act of agression, I'm going to hijack one of his posts.

"Look, Radiohead is nothing special. They are doing nothing that is "revolutionary". They are a band that is popular with people with no musical talent or experience whatsoever. I have concluded that they, in fact, Suck.

Maybe I just "Don't get it", in fact, I will admit that I don't get it. They are an all hype bullshite band. They only way I can figure that they are so well liked is that some "cool" guy said, "They are so progressive and so innovative!" Ignorant little poseurs just went along with some fool and no one wants to say that they suck, it is like a mass hallucination to save face. Imagine someone tells you that it is cool to wear pink shirts, so you wear a pink shirt. Then the people say it is cool to wear the collar popped, so you wear the collar popped. Then they say, radiohead is the best band in the world, so you say they are the best band in the world. It is the band for the ultimate sheep.

Ok, rant over."

And that concludes my first act of aggression. Whatchoo gonna do, Dan? Bring it. Come on. Do it.......do it. Whatcha got?

“"Will you walk into my parlor?" said the Spider to the Fly; "'Tis the prettiest little parlor that ever you did spy”

So the picture you see above is that of the Brown Recluse Spider. Here is some info on it. I've been finding these little suckers all over my house. Well, more like in my closet and garage. Ocassionally one wanders out into "human territory", only to be crushed under my mighty heel. They're pretty dangerous but I have confidence that I won't be bitten because I know the FACTS. And as we all know fear is rooted in the unknown. I've captured one and he is currently residing under a glass mug in a corner of my room. I haven't decided what to do with him yet and it's been two weeks since I caught the little bastard in my closet. Maybe a science experiment where I see how long he can hold out without food. The only thing I've decided is that I can't name him, because that would just create a bond between us and I wouldn't be able to dispatch him as easily. He won't do much in his 8-ounce world, just wait for the reaper. Or my heel, whichever comes first.
For those of you who are not squeamish, and I really mean it cause these pics are not pretty, here is a picture of a bite, and here is a couple more. This site is actually interesting. It chronicles a brown recluse bite from beginning to end.

On a side note, speaking of squeamish I can't help to be reminded of my roommate Noah, who is so squeamish he can't even cut a raw steak. Seriously.


On a lighter note, This guy should've kept his arms up.

Horny Mexicans

So there are these Mexicans at my work, they arrive after the store is closed and they clean the place up. There's this one guy in particular...short...fat...missing teeth...the very definition of the word "Sancho"...and I talk to him now and then. All he talks about are the women that work there. He's obsessed. It's a damn good thing that he can't speak English or he would've been fired a long time ago. BTW that pic was on the cover of a magazine published two years ago. Sparked a little controversy. I thought it was appropriate given the subtle racist undertones of this post which, I assure you, are completely unintentional. (insert evil laughter here)

Waste of Time

What is your Brazilian Soccer Name ? Please post your results.

There. Are you happy, Dan?