- Cat Scan
- Santa Porn
- ER Doc Convention
- I Dream of TBTAM
- The Bunnies are Back
- Merry Christmas!
- Spiders and Scrubs
- Yet Another "I'm Not Dead" Post
- Where Pumpkin Pie Comes From
- 3,2,1 Aww Heck
- Countdown to Halloween - Day 4
- Countdown to Halloween - Day 5
- Countdown to Halloween - Day 6 - Scariest Costume Ever
- Gummi Bear Train of Thought
- Countdown to Halloween - Day 7
- Countdown to Halloween - Day 5
- Three Months!
- The Good. The Bad. The Ugly.
- If Your Doctor Doesn't Feel Like Chicken Tonight
- Run Gerbil Run*
- HAPPY EASTER!
- Practicing Again
- A Reminder of Why I Love the Medblogs
here. Nobody understands me :(
It’s a major holiday, so time for a new blog post.
A while back, some blogging ER docs went to an ER doctor convention in Denver. Sounds like it would be a lot of fun, huh? Drunken tweets, NSFW pics, etc. So I monitored their tweets. Oh so many boring tweets—hundreds, maybe thousands or even millions of boring tweets. _blah blah blah_ factor VIIas 10k for a 70kg pt _blah blah blah_ 124k STEMI pts w CABG capability did cath then CABG 3%, without very rare. CABG grps _blah blah blah_ 1,228 acute scrotii showed +creamasteric reflex w dxd torsion kids: can have asymptotic bacteruria and have a viral illnesses _blah blah blah_ use a bougie after ett fail 1 and LMA after fail 2, cric if LMA fail, then BINGO a picture!:
I love this picture. Five blogging ER docs. Can you identify the two calendar docs?
Y’all have a Happy Thanksgiving.
*I know I need a photo credit, but I dont know who took the picture. I was gonna say GruntDoc, but hes in the picture. So, to spice up this story, lets just say that the five blogging ER docs hired a hooker to take this picture of them.
Normally, I dont talk about my dreams. I think dreams are boring to everyone except the person who had the dream. However, Im making an exception tonight and telling everyone about the dream I had last night. One, because the dream was about a medblogger, and two, because it is just damn freaky. Maybe it would make more sense if I had spent the night reading medblogs, but all I did last night was watch _Leave it to Beaver_. Heres the dream: I am a boarder in this beautiful house. The house is bright and sunny. My room is gorgeous, filled with fresh flowers. Everything is white. I wake up and smell cigar smoke. I go across the hall, and TBTAM is sitting in a rocking chair smoking a cigar. Then I wake up. Freaky, huh?
I just realized that I blog like I go to church -- only on major holidays. But the best part of having my blog is posting the bunny cartoon every Easter. These bunnies never fail to make me smile. Happy Easter.
I hope Santa brings you everything you asked for.
I feel like the people down the block who still have their Christmas lights up. I need a post to get rid of the Easter bunnies. I have a couple of blog post ideas rattling around in my head (one on the latest Medtweep/Twitter scandal), but no time. So, Im just going to write about whats on my mind right now.
First, that commercial where the lady sees a picture of a spider on a cell phone and starts screaming was funny once. Maybe twice. Please. No more. Ill buy your damn phone if you will just stop running that commercial.
Next topic. I once read that the reason doctors (both men and women) on television look so attractive in their scrubs is because the scrubs are tailor made for the actors. Which got me to thinking. If I had to wear scrubs to work everyday, would I have them tailor made? Or would I buy them "off the rack," then have them altered? Or would I just throw them on, hoping they were clean? Next question is why would I give this so much thought when I will never have a job that requires me to wear scrubs. Dunno. Just goofy I guess.
The last time I posted here, I told myself I was never going to write another post about how I wasnt dead, and how I missed my blog but didnt have time, blah blah blah. I was just going to post without apology or explanation. And I really meant it. But yet again, I want to start with a public apology to the people who left comments that I never published. Thats just rude of me. Im sorry.
While Im here, I think its about time I changed from fall colors to something springish.
And here is a funny Angry Bird cartoon I ran across, just to make me feel better about writing another "Im Not Dead" blog post.
Ok, dammit. I know it isnt that funny unless youre addicted to Angry Birds. But it was either this or go to the back of my blog closet and pull out one of my old videos. Hmmm. Its been awhile. Maybe I can get by with posting my favorite old videos. I mean, I will enjoy watching them again. And whats so bad about posting the same crap over and over if its funny crap. So heres one. Worn, but still funny.
So much for my Halloween countdown. Thats okay. Ill just throw all the Halloween crap on this one post. Yall be careful out there. HolyKaw
FoxTrot by Bill Amend "For non-commercial websites, I’m generally okay with people reposting a strip now and then, so long as you include a link back to foxtrot.com." Glad to do it.
1. I saw this video on "Movin Meat".
2. While watching the Gummi Bear video, I thought about the cute Gummi Bear posters I saw a few years back.3. Seeing the "where Gummi Bears come from" poster made me think of this.
4. In the car, on the way to CVS to buy a bag of Gummi Bears, I thought about what else I could buy at CVS so it didnt look like I was making a special trip just for Gummi Bears. So I also bought a bag of sour Gummi worms and some feminine hygiene products. 5. A little while later, I was thinking about how I wished I had remembered what happens when I eat too many Gummi products in one day. 6. When I felt a little better, I thought about how I might make this a blog post since I accidently posted my "Countdown to Halloween" post last night. 7. While writing this post, Im thinking how it looks a little funny that I made a special trip to CVS for Gummi Bears after seeing pictures of Gummi Bears having sex. 8. Now Im thinking I still feel a little barfy from eating all of those damn Gummi critters.
I decided that if I was going to get back into blogging, Id need a theme. Something original like, um, Countdown to Halloween! Halloween always reminds me of this religious family that lived down the street from us when I was growing up. There were five children in the family, and they were not allowed to participate in anything related to Halloween. They always wanted to eat my Halloween candy, but of course I didnt let them. There was no way I was going to Hell for feeding religious kids my Halloween candy. Their parents always brought "spicy" eggs to neighborhood gatherings. They were really deviled eggs, but we werent supposed to call them that. It didnt really matter because when I was a kid, I thought deviled eggs sucked. Now I can eat a dozen of them in one sitting.
Countdown to Halloween -- Day 7Sears has gone to the zombies. Check it out. [Dammit! This was supposed to post at 6:00 a.m. on Monday. I guess thats what happens when you dont blog for three months. You forget how to do things. And when did Blogger start showing stats? What else have I been missing out on?]
You know, I write blog posts in my head all of the time. I just cant seem to sit my ass down in front of my computer and write them out. And I write really great stuff in my head. Like my posts on "Suicidal Squirrels", and "How I Could Never Be a Doctor Because Sick People Irritate Me", and "Learn How to Drive You Stupid Bitch". I may not be writing much right now, but I still keep up with all of yall in my Google Reader. Now a big public apology to Amanda. The one person I can always count on to leave a comment, and I wait TWO MONTHS before I publish her comment!!! Maybe Im just jealous because you are so disciplined and have lost all that weight. Hmm. Ive forgotten how fun it is to write for my blog. Ill have to do this more often.
A while back, I was trying to figure out a way to post multi-page documents on my blog. Still havent figured it out, but I realized that my little practice project has developed into a mini-series. Yall have seen the Good (and here). The Bad. Heres the Ugly*: Denied for Incomprehensibility (OUCH!)Asinine Tripe * These are public documents but I redacted them to protect the innocent and the not so innocent.
"All doctors go into medicine because they want to heal the sick and because they want chicken." Stephen Colbert I saw this last night and thought it was kind of funny. He has suggestions for when your doctor doesnt feel like chicken. Sorry about the 30 second commercial at the beginning.The Colbert Report Mon - Thurs 11:30pm / 10:30c Indecision 2010 Midterm Elections - Sue Lowden www.colbertnation.com
I feel like I should call the SPCA or Pet Police or someone else in authority. The gerbils of the world are in danger. Hell, it’s not just gerbils, it’s also mice and hampsters.
Ever since I wrote my post about the gerbil question, I’ve been getting daily hits from people who want to know how, or why, someone would engage in gerbil play. That’s understandable, I guess. People are curious. It’s just that the past few days, I have been getting an inordinate amount of visitors coming to my blog looking for answers on how to “insert” the little furry little critters. I mean, I’m talking 50 searches a day. Did some “gerbil” related incident happen recently to cause this sudden increase in interest? On second thought, don’t tell me. I don’t want to know. Im not a big fan of gerbils. I think it would freak me out to feel their little feet on my hands if I held one. But it makes me sad to think someone would harm a little creature on purpose. * I originally called this “Hide Your Gerbils!” -- then I thought maybe that wasn’t the best title for this post.
Im still trying to figure out how to present cases on my blog. I actually found a source of case law that doesnt scream Westlaw all over it, and I can download the cases into Word. And look! I can highlight stuff. Now lets just see if I can make the pictures stick on this page. This is funny. Well, as funny as law can get. One of the parties wanted to move the case from Galveston to Houston based on the fact that Galveston doesnt have a commercial airport they could fly into. The judge appears to be a little insulted. Check out footnote 2: Defendant will again be pleased to know that regular limousine service is available from Hobby Airport, even to the steps of this humble courthouse, which has got lights, indoor plummin, lectric doors, and all sorts of new stuff, almost like them big courthouses back East. Now that I see these on the page, I think Im going to need to find a way to shrink the pictures. Damn.