Armageddon Better!

My arm feels pretty good now.  I saw the doctor yesterday, and he drained it, cleaned it up and re-dressed it and had me make another appointment in a week, but said I could cancel it if keeps getting better.  I sure wish I had known I could have gotten better this quickly before I went through the whole 2-day hospital stay with all the IV’s.

Anyway, there was an inch of snow on the ground this morning, but it melted by late afternoon.  And it’s supposed to be in the 50’s tomorrow, so we’re going to have a heat wave!  Kevin and I ran a few errands today and tried to stop at Menards because I needed a few things.  I circled the parking lot twice and couldn’t find a single open spot, so we gave up and went home.  Sheesh, how do they manage to get everyone to shop on the same day every year?  Aren’t there many people out there like me, who hate the long lines enough to try to avoid any kind on shopping on Thanksgiving weekend?  Are the sales just that good??  And who are these people that actually GET any of the items on sale??  I gave it one chance–Yesterday I tried to pick up one big-ticket Christmas gift at Target.  I got there early in the morning, actually found a parking spot, and wedged my way through the crowds to the proper department.  When I finally got some help I was told that they sold out of the item just after opening the store.  I should have known.  I went home and that was it for me.

Thanksgiving

This year has been a real roller coaster for me. I’ve lost what I thought was a stable job, was on unemployment for a while, and then ended up getting a great job as a PC Tech at a big hospital, then losing THAT job after three months. Both terminations were totally unexpected, of no fault of my own, and were both due to cutbacks and “downsizing.”

In addition to that, I’ve suffered another battle with a leg infection, which I had just recently won. But alas, a totally new infection has attacked my left arm, throwing me back into the same world of pain, hospitalization, doctor appointments, and antibiotics, both oral and intravenous. This time, however, I had to see a specialist (today), and he had to go in and dig out a hunk of infection from my arm (sorry to those who might be squeamish). It feels a bit better already though, and he said without cleaning it out I would have went through a never-ending series of IV antibiotics only to have the infection return again over and over.

So here I am, unemployed and in a great deal of pain, with the holidays fast approaching. Thanksgiving is tomorrow (actually it’s today, since it is now after midnight) and I’m just hoping that all of the tryptophan I consume tomorrow will help to ease the pain in my arm a little. But I’ll be fine though. I’m alive. And Thankful. For many things. And just to remind everyone of what the season’s all about, I’d like to post the lyrics to a Christmas song that came out a few years ago, which I really like:

The Christmas Shoes

It was almost Christmas time, there I stood in another line
Tryin’ to buy that last gift or two, not really in the Christmas mood
Standing right in front of me was a little boy waiting anxiously
Pacing ’round like little boys do And in his hands he held a pair of shoes

His clothes were worn and old, he was dirty from head to toe
And when it came his time to pay I couldn’t believe what I heard him say
Sir, I want to buy these shoes for my Mama, please
It’s Christmas Eve and these shoes are just her size

Could you hurry, sir, Daddy says there’s not much time
You see she’s been sick for quite a while
And I know these shoes would make her smile
And I want her to look beautiful if Mama meets Jesus tonight

He counted pennies for what seemed like years
Then the cashier said, “Son, there’s not enough here”
He searched his pockets frantically Then he turned and he looked at me
He said Mama made Christmas good at our house
Though most years she just did without
Tell me Sir, what am I going to do,
Somehow I’ve got to buy her these Christmas shoes

So I laid the money down, I just had to help him out
I’ll never forget the look on his face when he said Mama’s gonna look so great
Sir, I want to buy these shoes for my Mama, please
It’s Christmas Eve and these shoes are just her size

Could you hurry, sir, Daddy says there’s not much time
You see she’s been sick for quite a while
And I know these shoes would make her smile
And I want her to look beautiful if Mama meets Jesus tonight

I knew I’d caught a glimpse of heaven’s love
As he thanked me and ran out
I knew that God had sent that little boy
To remind me just what Christmas is all about

Bad move for Sony

I’m sure by now everyone is aware of the whole uproar about Sony’s automatic installation of a “rootkit” on your PC when you insert one of their music CDs into your PC’s CD-ROM drive.  But let’s assume you’ve been under a rock for the past few weeks.  This new “feature” of Sony BMG’s music CDs basically installs an autoloading program on your computer that notes whenever you play one of their Cds and “phones home” that information to a Sony server.  It does other things as well, and has the potential to do much more, all at Sony’s will.

As expected, the discovery of this has caused an uproar of huge proportions.   The best article I’ve read on the issue so far is actually an Open Letter to Sony BMG from the Electronic Frontier Foundation.  Click here to give it a read.  I’m very curious how much of this Sony will actually implement.

As for me, I’m very disappointed with Sony.  And I’m a big fan of theirs.  I’ve had a Sony Vaio PC for a few years now, and it’s the most reliable PC I’ve ever owned–I haven’t had a single problem with it.  I also have a Sony DSC-P90 Digital Camera that I love, which I’ve also had for a few years without any problems.  I know there’s little connection between the different divisions of Sony, but it’s still a brand name and I’m sorry to see the name tarnished this way.  Hopefully they’ll see the light quickly and come to their senses.