Today is day 4875 of my captivity. Seems hard to believe I retired that long ago. Actually I didn't retire for 3 months after 12/06/96, but that was the day I asked the question that made me retire. I was a deputy sheriff, asked my chief deputy, a dear friend, who was obligated to send me to the county doctor. The question was happened when I no longer felt I was able to retain my weapon, what happened? That was 9 am, I was cleaning my locker out by by noon! Seems like yesterday, but a life time away as well.
On a happier note, looks like the Orioles are going to suck again! OK, that's not happy, but I fear true. I want a team like the boy used to set up in the one video game, then ask me to play. He had every Cy Young pitcher, no batter with an average under 900! I want all this, but I want it with all young guys, not guys making more money than some countries have, don't want the best team money can buy. So, with that said, go O's!
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Thursday, July 16, 2009
Pool Party Probably, Viewings Are Over, But Friends Stick Strong
Pool dudes came today, rather large fella, 3 of his rather large sons, and a little skinny guy that appeared to do all of the work. It was $395 to do the job, and they were here about an hour, so it would have been cheaper to have my neuro put the new liner in! Good news is I know it's done right, and if there's a problem, we call them back to fix the. We also got new steps, they call them wedding cake steps, yeah, they look like a wedding cake, tiers, you know the drill. The thought is it will be easier for me, more like a stairway as apposed to a ladder. Also make it nicer for the old codgers when they amble in. Like said, I now pay to have things done, ore they don't get done, I'll be swimming tomorrow!
The girl had a rough time yesterday at the viewing. These men and women she has heard how tough they are cried like little kids. A few embraced each other and just sobbed. It was heart breaking on many levels, especially for a 21 year old to see a 25 year she has known her whole life, laying in the casket. It was a tear jerker for all of us, but it was one of those chores that has to be done, if you're one of the good guys. We didn't make it any more tolerable for them, they did get to see we were there for them, but I'm not so sure time will even heal this wound.
It was good to see who all should up last night. There were people from the courthouse, at least one of the judges, tons of clerks,a majority of the active deputy sheriffs, and even a fair number of retired ones as well. One of the fears our friends had was that no one would show up, well there was standing room only, so that fear turned out to be baseless We will take turns, our group, checking in on them, going out with them, spending time acting like a friend. Good news is we are, and have been for so long, such good friends, we will know if it's wanted, or if it's time for them to grieve alone. And if we miss it, they will tell us the leave them the hell alone,but we will continue until we are told to stop. We love these 2, and offer whatever we have for them.
The girl had a rough time yesterday at the viewing. These men and women she has heard how tough they are cried like little kids. A few embraced each other and just sobbed. It was heart breaking on many levels, especially for a 21 year old to see a 25 year she has known her whole life, laying in the casket. It was a tear jerker for all of us, but it was one of those chores that has to be done, if you're one of the good guys. We didn't make it any more tolerable for them, they did get to see we were there for them, but I'm not so sure time will even heal this wound.
It was good to see who all should up last night. There were people from the courthouse, at least one of the judges, tons of clerks,a majority of the active deputy sheriffs, and even a fair number of retired ones as well. One of the fears our friends had was that no one would show up, well there was standing room only, so that fear turned out to be baseless We will take turns, our group, checking in on them, going out with them, spending time acting like a friend. Good news is we are, and have been for so long, such good friends, we will know if it's wanted, or if it's time for them to grieve alone. And if we miss it, they will tell us the leave them the hell alone,but we will continue until we are told to stop. We love these 2, and offer whatever we have for them.
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
Multiple Sclerosis, Vehicle Held Hostage, Changing Scenery, and Marrying Well
The wife had a business dinner for a new surgical center she markets for tonight. The caterer she used is also going to do our 25th anniversary party this fall. The food was excellent, it better be, we have a ton of it here! We are going to be renewing our vows at the church the kids were Christened in, and we will be buried in the church cemetery. I don't mention the cemetery and marriage in the same sentence for any particular reason, it just worked that way. I'm looking forward to it, it having been the smartest thing I've ever done.
We took the car and dropped it off Sunday night, they called this morning and told us they can't figure out where the oil leak is coming from. They had for 2 full days, have years of training, and they came up with the same thing I did! They are going to see if it is more apparent tomorrow where the leak is leaking. The wife is taking my truck to work, leaving me stranded. Funny thing is I go days, sometimes weeks without leaving the house, it's just different when you know you have no wheels.
I changed things around for today, moved the command center into the family room, down in the basement. I commandeered the boys desktop, added a new user, loaded all of my things on that. There is a bathroom right on that level, everything but a kitchen, I just needed a change in surroundings. I think that's one of the toughest things to deal with in this mess? Sure the physical part is bad, but the mental part is just too much sometimes. Thank God I love this house, I can see every inch of it in my mind, I've had the time to memorize it.
We took the car and dropped it off Sunday night, they called this morning and told us they can't figure out where the oil leak is coming from. They had for 2 full days, have years of training, and they came up with the same thing I did! They are going to see if it is more apparent tomorrow where the leak is leaking. The wife is taking my truck to work, leaving me stranded. Funny thing is I go days, sometimes weeks without leaving the house, it's just different when you know you have no wheels.
I changed things around for today, moved the command center into the family room, down in the basement. I commandeered the boys desktop, added a new user, loaded all of my things on that. There is a bathroom right on that level, everything but a kitchen, I just needed a change in surroundings. I think that's one of the toughest things to deal with in this mess? Sure the physical part is bad, but the mental part is just too much sometimes. Thank God I love this house, I can see every inch of it in my mind, I've had the time to memorize it.
Thursday, April 16, 2009
Multiple Sclerosis, Stimulator Working Great, and Time With Good Friends and Family
I had a good day today, took the mother-in-law out for the day. I loose track sometimes how long I've known her, since the wife and I were dating, so like 27 years. I remember when I met her how surprised I was. I was expecting someone who looked like the woman on the St. Pauli Girl beer bottle, a robust Nordic woman! She is a pencil thin, dark haired woman, through me off! We had a very nice day.
I also did a lot of walking today, my legs are screaming! We ended up at Gereschbeck's grocery store for chocolate eclairs, if you never had one, I'll mail you one! We went up and down every isle, lots of walking. The stimulator worked well, but the legs got tired on me, makes it less effective.
We go tomorrow to do the last year of FASFA for the girl at school. The wife and I are relatively intelligent people, but if we had to do accounting for a living, we would be either poor, or in prison!The woman in the financial aid office fixes it for us every year, and laughs how bad we are at it. I told her, I didn't come here to be made fun of! She asked me where I usually go?
We have a Deputy Sheriff's Association meeting coming up the end of this month, we will solve all the problems of the world. We used to solve problems, now we give money to MS walks, other good causes, and keep a group of about 12 or so people in touch, and I for one am damn glad to have it!
I also did a lot of walking today, my legs are screaming! We ended up at Gereschbeck's grocery store for chocolate eclairs, if you never had one, I'll mail you one! We went up and down every isle, lots of walking. The stimulator worked well, but the legs got tired on me, makes it less effective.
We go tomorrow to do the last year of FASFA for the girl at school. The wife and I are relatively intelligent people, but if we had to do accounting for a living, we would be either poor, or in prison!The woman in the financial aid office fixes it for us every year, and laughs how bad we are at it. I told her, I didn't come here to be made fun of! She asked me where I usually go?
We have a Deputy Sheriff's Association meeting coming up the end of this month, we will solve all the problems of the world. We used to solve problems, now we give money to MS walks, other good causes, and keep a group of about 12 or so people in touch, and I for one am damn glad to have it!
Friday, April 3, 2009
Multiple Sclerosis, Stimulator Finally Working Properly, and Great Friends
I got the stimulator fixed up today, had all the straps, all the bells and tassels in the right place, facing in the right direction. It's amazing what those 2 little patches are able to do, once they are put on correctly. Picture a silver dollar that's smooth on one side, and has what looks like a computer motherboard on the other. The computer side is supposed to go face down, but they had them the other way. Being upside down, the computer part wasn't doing it's job, so the stim was firing in a narrow patch, concentrating the beam, making it hurt like hell! In the right position, they fire the full size of the silver dollar, and is almost unnoticeable. I'm happy again, no need for my camo paint and blowgun!
I felt so good today I went out, by myself, to a FOP meeting with the guys that I used to work with. Yeah baby, me flying solo, a lone wolf, and at night. None of the guys, including the couple of women, we were always the guys from work, something I think they were proud to be part of, had seen the stim yet. They have been there every step of the way for me, and therefore know what the progression has been. It was good to demonstrate how I could walk, and turn, and joke around, all without the cane by the way, for the first time in a long while, probably 3 years. Something like the stim is an excellent opportunity, and I'm thankful for the opportunity to give it a try, plus it's a pretty cool thing to show off.
I felt so good today I went out, by myself, to a FOP meeting with the guys that I used to work with. Yeah baby, me flying solo, a lone wolf, and at night. None of the guys, including the couple of women, we were always the guys from work, something I think they were proud to be part of, had seen the stim yet. They have been there every step of the way for me, and therefore know what the progression has been. It was good to demonstrate how I could walk, and turn, and joke around, all without the cane by the way, for the first time in a long while, probably 3 years. Something like the stim is an excellent opportunity, and I'm thankful for the opportunity to give it a try, plus it's a pretty cool thing to show off.
Monday, February 9, 2009
Multiple Sclerosis, Physical Therapy, Family, and Ocean City Hear We Come
Spent the day with the father-in-law, always a pleasure. He showed me how to play electrician. We replaced one of the outlets in the boy's room, it was loose. When I say loose, I don't mean the outlet was going to fall out of the wall, but rather the part of the plug that the plug plugs into was loose. I was worried because it was so loose it was going to start a fire. We also put a new thermostat in, a programmable one. I set all the days, all the times, and fixed the energy star settings. I mean what is the deal with having it set on 70 degrees, is this the tropics!
Physical therapy tomorrow, I may get my new brace? I am going to have to tell the PT therapist my back is killing me! Hopefully she will be able to stretch me out, and leave my back alone. I went one time to a chiropractor who told me he could guarantee me some relief with the pain in my legs. He was giving me a free exam, looking me over from head to toe so he could tell me what my major malfunction was. He told me I slumped my shoulders a bit, stood too much on my one leg, my spine looked good, and oh yeah, did you know you have a bulging disk? With that he sunk his thumb deep into my spine, dropping me to the floor like I had been shot from the grassy knoll! 3 weeks later I was back on my feet with minimal pain, so the PT therapist has to promise to be gentle.
This weekend is our annual pilgrimage to Ocean City for our pagan ritual that we call Presidents weekend. We have gone for years now, I think it is 9 or 10 couples going this year, all the gang from work. We have a blast! We see who can tell the best story, tell the biggest lie, who did the dumbest things, which boss we hated the most. The boss is a toss up, I usually place up at the top for dumbest thing done, I slipped on glue on time, not so easy to do. We go out, we sit around, we laugh, we have fun being together. We have been through the complete spectrum together, and look forward to the next adventure, as well as the next challenge. I am fortunate to be a part of such a great group, and I appreciate the last 25+ years.
Physical therapy tomorrow, I may get my new brace? I am going to have to tell the PT therapist my back is killing me! Hopefully she will be able to stretch me out, and leave my back alone. I went one time to a chiropractor who told me he could guarantee me some relief with the pain in my legs. He was giving me a free exam, looking me over from head to toe so he could tell me what my major malfunction was. He told me I slumped my shoulders a bit, stood too much on my one leg, my spine looked good, and oh yeah, did you know you have a bulging disk? With that he sunk his thumb deep into my spine, dropping me to the floor like I had been shot from the grassy knoll! 3 weeks later I was back on my feet with minimal pain, so the PT therapist has to promise to be gentle.
This weekend is our annual pilgrimage to Ocean City for our pagan ritual that we call Presidents weekend. We have gone for years now, I think it is 9 or 10 couples going this year, all the gang from work. We have a blast! We see who can tell the best story, tell the biggest lie, who did the dumbest things, which boss we hated the most. The boss is a toss up, I usually place up at the top for dumbest thing done, I slipped on glue on time, not so easy to do. We go out, we sit around, we laugh, we have fun being together. We have been through the complete spectrum together, and look forward to the next adventure, as well as the next challenge. I am fortunate to be a part of such a great group, and I appreciate the last 25+ years.
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
Hospital Gowns, One Size Fits All, and Jello Legs
I was reading a blog today and it made me laugh, made me laugh like there was something wrong with me. They were complaining about those little hospital gowns they give you, the one size fits all things. I remember one time getting hurt at work, fell off a bar stool or something, and ended up in the hospital for X-rays. I was in the Sheriff's Department and we were there with a prisoner, who also got injured. A few of the other guys were responsible for the prisoner, and I was left alone to fend for myself.
My name was called, and it was time for me to go get my shoulder X-rayed, there was only one problem. Like I said, they left me all alone, just me, my one size fits all hospital gown, and all my equipment for work. I knew I couldn't leave my weapon in the waiting room, that part was easy, but all the other things were a problem too. Picture this. I throw open the curtain to my cubicle, step out in the emergency room wearing my gown, my black shoes and socks, my gun belt over the gown, and my hat! I was a huge hit with all the other patients, not to mention the guys I worked with! The hospital staff threatened to throw us out of the hospital if they didn't stop the cat calls!
I went today and helped the father in law buy a new computer, he was an engineer, so there are always a lot of questions. We had a good time, but once again he outlasted me. All the standing, the waiting, and the milling about took their toll on me. My legs are jello, and he probably went to the gym. I have to get better at remembering I'm no longer Superman, and it's OK to go sit down. It's not that I try to fight it, it's more that I don't remember to do it. I should have asked the father in law, he would have gone and found me a chair, bummer!
My name was called, and it was time for me to go get my shoulder X-rayed, there was only one problem. Like I said, they left me all alone, just me, my one size fits all hospital gown, and all my equipment for work. I knew I couldn't leave my weapon in the waiting room, that part was easy, but all the other things were a problem too. Picture this. I throw open the curtain to my cubicle, step out in the emergency room wearing my gown, my black shoes and socks, my gun belt over the gown, and my hat! I was a huge hit with all the other patients, not to mention the guys I worked with! The hospital staff threatened to throw us out of the hospital if they didn't stop the cat calls!
I went today and helped the father in law buy a new computer, he was an engineer, so there are always a lot of questions. We had a good time, but once again he outlasted me. All the standing, the waiting, and the milling about took their toll on me. My legs are jello, and he probably went to the gym. I have to get better at remembering I'm no longer Superman, and it's OK to go sit down. It's not that I try to fight it, it's more that I don't remember to do it. I should have asked the father in law, he would have gone and found me a chair, bummer!
Sunday, October 5, 2008
Multiple Sclerosis, Idiot Gardening, and a Turbo Toilet
I can remember wondering if life would be easier if people could see that I had MS? I would go places after I retired, or the year or so before, and people would be shocked there was anything wrong. I know there are people who wondered if I was pulling a fast one when I did retire, and I'm sure some still do, mainly because of my size and my stellar good looks! I thought that back when it wasn't noticeable. Many years have passed, and oh boy is it noticeable! The cane, the brace, and the pissy attitude, oh yeah, it's noticeable. Well I'm older now, not as old as my sister, who just turned 50, but older just the same, and take my word for it, it doesn't make it easier!
The idiot garden is finished for tomatoes for me. They were the best tomatoes anyone has ever grown, really, they were. I've got a freezer full of squash, we are gorged on green peppers, I have a great second crop of Cheyenne and jalapeno peppers. and the salads have been, and still are great! I am planning my crop for next year! I need to design a better trellis system, the plants got so big that the tomatoes collapsed down on themselves and broke the stems, greatly decreasing my harvest. I took off 10 softball sized green peppers Friday on plants that are 8 feet tall. Anybody that thinks they can't grow veggies, either due to know how or physical limitations, think again, this is great!
Well, I thought I would never say this, but the turbo toilet is operational! We had a ribbon cutting ceremony, just immediate family, but it was nice. We started the project July 14, 2008. I'd like to tell you the project added 2,000 square feet to the house and that's what took so long, but that's the case. We will be showering in there tomorrow, it will be wonderful! Now our bathroom is one of those deals where you go in and the sink is there, the shower and turbo toilet are in their own little room. There isn't a door, or trim, or a window sill in there yet, but the important parts work. Next time a family member says not to spend the $4000 for the renovation, I'll steal the money before I fall for it again!
The idiot garden is finished for tomatoes for me. They were the best tomatoes anyone has ever grown, really, they were. I've got a freezer full of squash, we are gorged on green peppers, I have a great second crop of Cheyenne and jalapeno peppers. and the salads have been, and still are great! I am planning my crop for next year! I need to design a better trellis system, the plants got so big that the tomatoes collapsed down on themselves and broke the stems, greatly decreasing my harvest. I took off 10 softball sized green peppers Friday on plants that are 8 feet tall. Anybody that thinks they can't grow veggies, either due to know how or physical limitations, think again, this is great!
Well, I thought I would never say this, but the turbo toilet is operational! We had a ribbon cutting ceremony, just immediate family, but it was nice. We started the project July 14, 2008. I'd like to tell you the project added 2,000 square feet to the house and that's what took so long, but that's the case. We will be showering in there tomorrow, it will be wonderful! Now our bathroom is one of those deals where you go in and the sink is there, the shower and turbo toilet are in their own little room. There isn't a door, or trim, or a window sill in there yet, but the important parts work. Next time a family member says not to spend the $4000 for the renovation, I'll steal the money before I fall for it again!
Thursday, September 4, 2008
MS And The Modified Swank Diet, Day 2
Treadmill or exercise bike? Both are good choices, it's this squinky leg I'm trying to figure out. I know exercise is important, but I have to change what I have ingrained in my mind as exercise. I was never a huge fan of working out. I can remember the mandatory 30 minute runs during lacrosse season. I would cut down through the woods to a friends house for a smoke and something to eat, returning just as everyone else finished. Now the possibility of a vigorous 30 minute run is impossible. I need to except that maybe 3 minutes, 5 times a day is what I need? Anymore than that and things start to shut down, defeating the purpose.
What to eat isn't the problem with the Swank shtick, It's what not to eat. Boredom is my worse enemy when it comes to food. People not on my schedule have no idea what my days consist of. People try to make me feel better by telling me it's good, I can just take it easy, go at my own pace. Go where? I'm home, all day, everyday. It gets old, and it gets old fast! 11 years into it I thought I had my weight under control. Instead of filling my face with food, sit in my special spot outside and smoke. Plan change, that's not good for me either, so I'm smoke free, but food took its place. Snacking has become public enemy #1. Pretzels, chips, popcorn, and everything else you can think of are bad for anyone in vast quantities.
So my breakfast of a multi grain English muffin with a little jam and an apple was fine. So was the tomato sammich and plum I had for lunch. The problem comes in the time in between. That's the time I have to guard against grabbing a snack, or 2, or 3. Right now I have the goal of my niece's wedding in October, so I have something to shoot for. It would be nice to wear a suit to the wedding, not a moomoo and a fat guy hat! Dinner tonight is going to be a piece of boneless chicken breast, black beans and rice, and some steamed cabbage, with a homemade hot pepper vinegar. Good eats. My scale is still broken, it still says 300 with a groan!
What to eat isn't the problem with the Swank shtick, It's what not to eat. Boredom is my worse enemy when it comes to food. People not on my schedule have no idea what my days consist of. People try to make me feel better by telling me it's good, I can just take it easy, go at my own pace. Go where? I'm home, all day, everyday. It gets old, and it gets old fast! 11 years into it I thought I had my weight under control. Instead of filling my face with food, sit in my special spot outside and smoke. Plan change, that's not good for me either, so I'm smoke free, but food took its place. Snacking has become public enemy #1. Pretzels, chips, popcorn, and everything else you can think of are bad for anyone in vast quantities.
So my breakfast of a multi grain English muffin with a little jam and an apple was fine. So was the tomato sammich and plum I had for lunch. The problem comes in the time in between. That's the time I have to guard against grabbing a snack, or 2, or 3. Right now I have the goal of my niece's wedding in October, so I have something to shoot for. It would be nice to wear a suit to the wedding, not a moomoo and a fat guy hat! Dinner tonight is going to be a piece of boneless chicken breast, black beans and rice, and some steamed cabbage, with a homemade hot pepper vinegar. Good eats. My scale is still broken, it still says 300 with a groan!
Monday, August 4, 2008
Living With An Incurable Glitch
I never knew what I wanted to be when I grew up. If you gave me a pot full of money and said do it now, I still don't have an answer. What I picked I did for the stability so I could get married. Turned out to be the best decision I ever made. The one thing I did know was that I didn't want to be one of those people who couldn't do things for themselves, or the ones that you saw that looked like there was no hope in their eyes. I was reading in another blog that the writer was having trouble figuring out how keep busy after 8 months of retirement and the problems she was having as a result. That's when it hit me. I've been home now going on 11 years.
Seems hard to believe. Where has the time gone? My kids are 20 & 16, they don't remember me not being home. They don't remember that I once played sports, or had a life away from home. When I first retired I actually had people tell me how lucky I was. No more work and you're only 35! What those people didn't realize was that even though the MS made it so I could no longer work, it didn't change some of the other things in my life.
I still worry about my kids. I still try to do the best I can to teach them about life and prepare them for what comes next. I tried to never miss a game, a dance recital, a concert, or skating show, but you don't always have a choice. Teaching by example isn't an option for anything physical. Other people were their coaches, I couldn't take a chance of having a bad spell and not being able to do it, or embarrassing them when they were little.
The MS didn't change that the fact that I still have parents I worry about and my wife's parent. I still have a brother and sister to interact with, who have families and events I need to be a part of.
You still have a house to take care of. Things need to be fixed, painted, gutters need to be cleaned. The car still has routine maintenance, and still breaks down when you least expect it. Laundry needs to be done, food needs to be bought and cooked, and the house needs to be cleaned. Water leaks don't disappear, toilets get stopped up, and drains get clogged. My grass still grows, bushes need trimming, and weeds need pulling.
The big thing with the Multiple Sclerosis is it doesn't care. We aren't poor, but we don't have unlimited funds either. We didn't run out and outfit the house with everything we could think of to make my life easier. You learn as you go along what helps, or doesn't. You become painfully aware that some issues can't be resolved. I've learned I don't need to apologize to the people that I love, because I know they love me. In 11 years I've learned to try and make the best of what I have and thank God everyday for my wife. I have learned to separate people into the ones that truly care, and the ones that my circumstances interfere with their own.
I'm realistic. They have never cured anything. They can prevent things, but I don't hold a lot of hope for playing semi pro football again. I now know it is my responsibility for salvaging a life out of all this. I'm aware that I need to do all I can for myself so not to burden those around me as long as I can. I am sorry for the fact that things have changed so much for the people around me that I care so much about. With all of that, or because of all of that, I am one of the happiest people I know!
Seems hard to believe. Where has the time gone? My kids are 20 & 16, they don't remember me not being home. They don't remember that I once played sports, or had a life away from home. When I first retired I actually had people tell me how lucky I was. No more work and you're only 35! What those people didn't realize was that even though the MS made it so I could no longer work, it didn't change some of the other things in my life.
I still worry about my kids. I still try to do the best I can to teach them about life and prepare them for what comes next. I tried to never miss a game, a dance recital, a concert, or skating show, but you don't always have a choice. Teaching by example isn't an option for anything physical. Other people were their coaches, I couldn't take a chance of having a bad spell and not being able to do it, or embarrassing them when they were little.
The MS didn't change that the fact that I still have parents I worry about and my wife's parent. I still have a brother and sister to interact with, who have families and events I need to be a part of.
You still have a house to take care of. Things need to be fixed, painted, gutters need to be cleaned. The car still has routine maintenance, and still breaks down when you least expect it. Laundry needs to be done, food needs to be bought and cooked, and the house needs to be cleaned. Water leaks don't disappear, toilets get stopped up, and drains get clogged. My grass still grows, bushes need trimming, and weeds need pulling.
The big thing with the Multiple Sclerosis is it doesn't care. We aren't poor, but we don't have unlimited funds either. We didn't run out and outfit the house with everything we could think of to make my life easier. You learn as you go along what helps, or doesn't. You become painfully aware that some issues can't be resolved. I've learned I don't need to apologize to the people that I love, because I know they love me. In 11 years I've learned to try and make the best of what I have and thank God everyday for my wife. I have learned to separate people into the ones that truly care, and the ones that my circumstances interfere with their own.
I'm realistic. They have never cured anything. They can prevent things, but I don't hold a lot of hope for playing semi pro football again. I now know it is my responsibility for salvaging a life out of all this. I'm aware that I need to do all I can for myself so not to burden those around me as long as I can. I am sorry for the fact that things have changed so much for the people around me that I care so much about. With all of that, or because of all of that, I am one of the happiest people I know!
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
Poor Brett Favre!
Is it just me, or have we had a mad rush in the last few years of pro athletes retiring, then unretiring? I think I will, no wait, I'm not! Who cares? Can we not do without another of these guys crying at the podium like a 5 year old that just learned his parents didn't send Bunky to live on that farm with the super nice family, he chased Gypsy across the street and got hit by a green VW, probably breaking his back, not having me there to hold... I digress? I could sure use a break from it. Imagine if these guys had regular jobs like a few of us had. My heart breaks for them.
Now Farve claims he was forced into retiring. Bite me! I bet they couldn't "make" him do anything. This simple farm boy routine has run it's course. Yeah, he may have been just a down home boy, once! That all ended the day he signed on the dotted line. Simple down home folk don't have TV shows about them where Hollywood comes in and films so us poor slobs at home can say, "Good, he deserves this, he's simple folk!" Double bite me!
Favre has now been headline news for days. The mean Green Bay guys won't let him play. Who cares? They, the media, do this to these guys. They build them up until you either love them, or despise them. When Favre's father died the media turned it into such a circus that it made me want to strangle the television, and that's hard to do! I'm sure he was upset, I would be too. Remember, he didn't have to play that day. Others miss games, and they are games, when family members die. Was he doing it in memory of his father, or was he doing to preserve his consecutive starts? I don't know, don't care. I do know when I worked if my father had died I would have gotten 5 days off. Period. No public cry of condolence. 5 days and over.
Life is all about choices. Favre obviously made a bad one. Live with it and stop all the pissing and moaning. Drop it or go back to Green Bay and try and win the starting spot. Either way, shut up and get out of the news!
Now Farve claims he was forced into retiring. Bite me! I bet they couldn't "make" him do anything. This simple farm boy routine has run it's course. Yeah, he may have been just a down home boy, once! That all ended the day he signed on the dotted line. Simple down home folk don't have TV shows about them where Hollywood comes in and films so us poor slobs at home can say, "Good, he deserves this, he's simple folk!" Double bite me!
Favre has now been headline news for days. The mean Green Bay guys won't let him play. Who cares? They, the media, do this to these guys. They build them up until you either love them, or despise them. When Favre's father died the media turned it into such a circus that it made me want to strangle the television, and that's hard to do! I'm sure he was upset, I would be too. Remember, he didn't have to play that day. Others miss games, and they are games, when family members die. Was he doing it in memory of his father, or was he doing to preserve his consecutive starts? I don't know, don't care. I do know when I worked if my father had died I would have gotten 5 days off. Period. No public cry of condolence. 5 days and over.
Life is all about choices. Favre obviously made a bad one. Live with it and stop all the pissing and moaning. Drop it or go back to Green Bay and try and win the starting spot. Either way, shut up and get out of the news!
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