26 December 2012

Reagan and the Bears

current state of mind: sleepy

Searching to find myself
And all I find is you
I could hardly stand myself
So what am I to you?
~ “Every Night” by Imagine Dragons

The world is going to . . .  wait . . . that was supposed to happen on December 21, during the Winter Solstice. I am assuming the world did not end since I am still here. Bloody hell. If we cannot count on ancient stone age societies to know when the world is going to end, on whom can we depend? Compounding matters is NASA, who has publicly announced that Asteroid ‘2011 AG5’ will NOT hit the Earth in 2040. It looks like we are on our own to destroy the world now that celestial help has been shot down, once again, by scientists. One can read all about how the world will not be ending at : http://www.nasa.gov/topics/earth/features/2012.html

This week is filled with excitement; Christmas Eve on Monday, Christmas Day on Tuesday, Boxing Day on Wednesday, my sleep study on Thursday, and hopefully, I will spend Friday with my dragonfly. Then next week, I get to have New Year’s Eve at K-Shrub’s place, New Year’s Day at home, organizing, and then have my root canal/oral surgery on Wednesday. Oh yes, did I forget to mention that the fates have generously bestowed on me a toothache? The best case scenario is that the oral surgeon will retreat tooth #18with a second root canal. Worst-case scenario is that I will have an apicoectomy performed on #18 and a root canal on #19 (just in case). You’ll have to Wikipedia this stuff for an explanation, as I have no desire to make anyone queasy. Moving on . . .

I did a terrible thing on Monday. Firstly, it should be noted that I was functioning on very little sleep and I was in massive pain from my toothache. Secondly, it was Christmas Eve and the emergency dentist could not give me the Christmas present I wanted, which was a pain-free tooth. Therefore, I took another gift in exchange; I walked out of the dentist office with the January 2013 issue of Smithsonian Magazine in my purse. I would like to tell you I did it by mistake; that the disappointment of the day rendered me forgetful. Alas, that would be a lie. I rolled the issue up and shoved it into my purse while I was still in the examination room. Then, I walked right past the table of magazines in the waiting room and went to my car, knowing that I was likely going to get chased down by the dental staff. Except, no one noticed. And thanks to this act of defiance, I will be able to read January’s issue cover-to-cover on someone else’s dime. I’ll throw it back in the mail to them when I have finished . . . maybe.

I have more to say; but other things are calling for my attention. So, until we meet again . . .

PERSONAL NOTE: I appreciate your friendship. I wish we lived in the same state.

CONFIDENTIAL NOTE: Vos es unus of quattuor quod illo vos es infinitus recipero quod diligo.

Eidetic Vision

Main Entry: ei·det·ic Pronunciation: I-'det-ik Function: adjective : marked by or involving extraordinarily accurate and vivid recall especially of visual images - an eidetic memory Merriam-Webster's Dictionary, © 2002 Merriam-Webster, Inc.