CSE-- Pg. 74 SATAN'S HAMMER, Ch.18, pg.160 "Goodnight Sweetheart" epilogue

[Sandy Mouse]

I hope his next trip is injury free myself. Lady H and I have plans to meet up with Smidgy. She said Nebo could tag along if he wanted to. Take it he hasn't injured himself by then.

And so you should. If he goes down, he's taking you with him!

 

[nebo]

What a great post by Lady H,you broke it down beautifully in a clever and funny way. There should be a little smiley of a guy trying to put up an umbrella, only to have it keep closing on him.

I am going to try and get to work on the next chapter, not sure how to do this since I wasn't really there for all of it.

 

[cjlvsccm]

Well there's your problem. all you eat is hot dogs, and that can make even the sanest person keel over after so many of them. Eat something else! Anything else!

...

Uh oh...He's talking to the other voices in his head. It's the hot dogs I tell ya!

Yeah, all those nitrates and nitrites... that stuff'll kill ya!


Looking forward to finding out how it all went down. Or got picked up.

 

[sewmess]

OMG

Sorry for yelling, but I am...T-7 minutes from leaving work to pick up last minute snacks for our trip to CBR and I just now caught up. You ALMOST MADE ME GET OUT OF WORK LATE!!!! And don't think I'm just yelling at Nebo. All of you are in on it!!

I'm not going to find out what happens until Oct 1st! well, maybe Sept 30, when we get back.

Do have a story though:

My Dh had some sort of head/upper resperatory thing a couple of months ago and was having trouble sleeping. So was I because he was coughing and switching positions, like, 30 times a minute. So he finally gets up to go get a drink from the kitchen. I finally get some sleep.

Next thing I know, he's coming in and waking me up.
DH "Did you hear anything?"
Me "What?"
DH "I just knocked the table down in the kitchen. Did you hear anything?"
Me "Why did you knock the table over?"
DH "I just passed out in the kitchen. You really didn't hear anything?"
Me "I didn't even know you were up."

Yep, that's me...the ever vigilant and caring wife.

And no, he's not let me hear the last of that.

All right, since you are writing this, I know you're okay.

I do have to say one thing: "How bad could Rush Hour in Birmingham be?"

Honey, I could tell you stories that would make you pray for Atlanta.

-oh and the way Alabamians drive (stealth lane changing and all) you'll understand when I sing the praises of my DH for NOT HAVING AN ACCIDENT in over 10 years. Speeding tickets yes, accidents no. And the times he did have accidents earlier than that - not his fault. And he doesn't read the DIS either, so I'm not just trying to make up for leaving him passed out on the kitchen floor because I didn't hear him knock the table over.

Nebo, stay safe. and I'll catch the rest (all 300 pages I'm sure) when I get back.

Bye, y'all!

 

[KRIS10420]

Checking in, it's been a long time since I've posted but I've been here all along enjoying the report as usual. Sorry your trip didn't go nearly as planned but very glad you are ok. I'm thinking your next trip may need to be to Disneyland, it's an injury free resort you know

 

[fsmith2845]

I think the dog's name is Rusty. am I right?
And my favorite George Carlin joke is that when you are driving, everyone is an idiot or a maniac. The guy in front of you going too slow is an idiot, and the guy behind you coming up too fast is a maniac. It's funny because it's true. Here it is, just 24 seconds long.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hkxaF5Pq5D8

Actually wasn't the dog Tippy??

 

[nebo]

OMG

Sorry for yelling, but I am...T-7 minutes from leaving work to pick up last minute snacks for our trip to CBR and I just now caught up. You ALMOST MADE ME GET OUT OF WORK LATE!!!! And don't think I'm just yelling at Nebo. All of you are in on it!!

I'm not going to find out what happens until Oct 1st! well, maybe Sept 30, when we get back.

Do have a story though:

My Dh had some sort of head/upper resperatory thing a couple of months ago and was having trouble sleeping. So was I because he was coughing and switching positions, like, 30 times a minute. So he finally gets up to go get a drink from the kitchen. I finally get some sleep.

Next thing I know, he's coming in and waking me up.
DH "Did you hear anything?"
Me "What?"
DH "I just knocked the table down in the kitchen. Did you hear anything?"
Me "Why did you knock the table over?"
DH "I just passed out in the kitchen. You really didn't hear anything?"
Me "I didn't even know you were up."

Yep, that's me...the ever vigilant and caring wife.

And no, he's not let me hear the last of that.

All right, since you are writing this, I know you're okay.

I do have to say one thing: "How bad could Rush Hour in Birmingham be?"

Honey, I could tell you stories that would make you pray for Atlanta.

-oh and the way Alabamians drive (stealth lane changing and all) you'll understand when I sing the praises of my DH for NOT HAVING AN ACCIDENT in over 10 years. Speeding tickets yes, accidents no. And the times he did have accidents earlier than that - not his fault. And he doesn't read the DIS either, so I'm not just trying to make up for leaving him passed out on the kitchen floor because I didn't hear him knock the table over.

Nebo, stay safe. and I'll catch the rest (all 300 pages I'm sure) when I get back.

Bye, y'all!

Oh, you silly Sewer Rat, it won't be 300 pages, and I'm right there with him, If I knocked over a table and she didn't respond I'd think she's dead.

Yeah, all those nitrates and nitrites... that stuff'll kill ya!


Looking forward to finding out how it all went down. Or got picked up.

ok, what are all these nighty nights you spake of?



Hey, I've been a good liitle nebo and workinig on the next chapter, how does Saturday sound?
But sorry, no pictures.

I know , what was I thinking?

 

[nebo]

Checking in, it's been a long time since I've posted but I've been here all along enjoying the report as usual. Sorry your trip didn't go nearly as planned but very glad you are ok. I'm thinking your next trip may need to be to Disneyland, it's an injury free resort you know

HI Kris, doing your annual post again I see? Nice to see you and no, I"m not going to mention your signature like I always do.

 

[nebo]

Actually wasn't the dog Tippy??

Here I am, lying unconscious on the ground at the MagicKingdom, and my good buddy Frank is worried if the dog's name is Tippy or not.

Geesh!

jk

 

[fsmith2845]

Here I am, lying unconscious on the ground at the MagicKingdom, and my good buddy Frank is worried if the dog's name is Tippy or not.

Geesh!

jk

Well we have to keep our mind on something else, or we'll be worried about the outcome of our buddy Steve.. wait.. he's writing the story so he must have survived.. now the big question is did Disney send you a clean up bill and for mending the cracked concrete from the fall?

Heck, we might be able to link your story to another thread when you finally get to it (the BAD BOY BAD BOYS!! Undercover Security Thread http://www.disboards.com/showthread.php?t=2465936

There are some pretty interesting stories there (if you haven't already seen it).

 

[nebo]

Well we have to keep our mind on something else, or we'll be worried about the outcome of our buddy Steve.. wait.. he's writing the story so he must have survived.. now the big question is did Disney send you a clean up bill and for mending the cracked concrete from the fall?

Heck, we might be able to link your story to another thread when you finally get to it (the BAD BOY BAD BOYS!! Undercover Security Thread http://www.disboards.com/showthread.php?t=2465936

There are some pretty interesting stories there (if you haven't already seen it).

You know, I have read it and am stil subscibed to it. But it's been pretty quiet lately I think. BUt we have seen them in action, and I don't mean from just this time.

 

[buzz1121]

Bless your heart.

Thanks Sandy! From one Southern gal to another, I appreciate it! Fortunately, it didn't happen with DD as everything was so fast and furious.

I hope his next trip is injury free myself. Lady H and I have plans to meet up with Smidgy. She said Nebo could tag along if he wanted to. Take it he hasn't injured himself by then.

And so you should. If he goes down, he's taking you with him!

I need to second Sandy here T-Man! I'm glad you and Lady H are planning to meet Nebo and Smidgy, but perhaps you guys should "suit up" prior to the meet just as a safety precaution. Remember, as Marita taught us.....Safe-D begins with me! Sure you might look odd in a precautionary helmet/cup, but better safe than sorry.

 

[pkondz]

Just a quick blurb. I'm now 5 pages behind... But working hard to catch up. I just finished comments on three other TRs and I'm two (count 'em two) updates behind on T-Man's.

But I'm catching up fast! I'm hoping tomorrow to catch up here then head over to Thumper's (No offense T-Man, hope you understand why I'm posting here first).

c u later.

 

[buzz1121]

How do you faint gracefully? That's like throwing up gracefully.

Fainting gracefully means fainting onto a soft, cushiony surface, like a hospital bed. Fainting gracelessly is fainting onto a hard, unyielding surface, like concrete. Maybe you just need to be a sweet Southern lady to faint gracefully!

And just for the record, there is NO WAY to throw up gracefully.

 

[Thumper_Man]

Just a quick blurb. I'm now 5 pages behind... But working hard to catch up. I just finished comments on three other TRs and I'm two (count 'em two) updates behind on T-Man's.

But I'm catching up fast! I'm hoping tomorrow to catch up here then head over to Thumper's (No offense T-Man, hope you understand why I'm posting here first).

c u later.

I get it. You always did like Nebo better.

I think everybody's TR's have been put on hold to Nebo's.

 

[smidgy]

buzz, I throw up gracefully. relaly, I am pretty quiet...when nebo throws up, the people 2 blocks over cal to ask if he's OK.!!!!


nebo: speaking of thinking someone was dead... ahem!! I'll say it again:

I THOUGHT YOU WERE DEAD!!!!!!!!!!!!!! seriously, guys, I thought he had a heart attack.(his dad had a heart attack, he has high blood pressure, smoke 3 packs a day for years, maybe we didn't quit soon enough, etc. etc.


never so scared in all my life. but I dont' want to say anything more until he's done with the story,.. then I'll add my side of it. you know the point of view of THOSE WHO WERE ACTUALLY CONSCIOUS!!!

 

[winkers]

nebo: speaking of thinking someone was dead... ahem!! I'll say it again:

I THOUGHT YOU WERE DEAD!!!!!!!!!!!!!! seriously, guys, I thought he had a heart attack.(his dad had a heart attack, he has high blood pressure, smoke 3 packs a day for years, maybe we didn't quit soon enough, etc. etc.


never so scared in all my life. but I dont' want to say anything more until he's done with the story,.. then I'll add my side of it. you know the point of view of THOSE WHO WERE ACTUALLY CONSCIOUS!!!

I can't imagine how scared you must have been watching him fall!

 

[Millie12591]

I can't imagine how scared you must have been watching him fall!

I was thinking the same thing, not to mention his son and grandson.

 

[GrandBob]

I was next to a pole of some sorts; sign post, light post as in street light? Not sure. But I got tired of standing and kind of crouched down in a squat.

I do this a lot when I'm tired and don't want to stand anymore, i'll squat. You're not sitting on the ground, but you're not standing either.

[. . . .]

After a while, from behind me I hear Smidgy say, "Oh, look, here they come."

From my position I couldn't see them, but I didn't doubt her and I worked on getting up out of my crouch/squat.

At first, the knees weren't exactly willing, but they gave in when the mind said they have no choice.

But there were other anatomical parts that the mind at times has no jurisdiction over.

As I was in the process of performing the simple act of "standing up", well, then all kinds of strange began to happen all at once.

Once my knees agreed to supoort me and I made it half way up, my ears started ringing something fierce! Not a "tinitus" type ring, more, a buzzing.

You know, it wasn't until I reread this in Thumper Man's Wife's deconstruction that the nickel finally dropped in.

(BTW, that's a saying I hadn't heard before several people in this thread used it. I like it. Very descriptive. I'm stealing it from now on.)

Ever been in the army? Yeah, neither have I But I understand that they have to train people not to lock their knees for long periods of time while standing at attention. Why? Because they'll faint! Something about blocking blood flow, then releasing it all at once.

Steve, how long were you in that crouch? You probably backed up your blood flow to your extremities, then released it all at once when you stood.

That's my theory anyway. And I'm sticking to it until Nebo tells us the facts. Which, at the current rate, is gonna be long after the Mayan end of the world

(Yeah, I'm rippin' on you. No fair with all the cliff hangers, then leaving us dangling for days at a time. )

-Bob

 

[MHSweb79]

Next thing I know, he's coming in and waking me up.
DH "Did you hear anything?"
Me "What?"
DH "I just knocked the table down in the kitchen. Did you hear anything?"
Me "Why did you knock the table over?"
DH "I just passed out in the kitchen. You really didn't hear anything?"
Me "I didn't even know you were up."

OK, this cracked me up. It's totally me and my DH. Last month we had to take our DD to the ER, she had come home around 9:30 (this is important because Urgent Care closes at 9) and showed us her gross toe, which looked infected. I dragged us all to the ER, where the poor bedraggled triage nurse told us that the place was packed (it was) and it would be a long, long time until she was seen. So we left, stopping at CVS for epsom salts so my DD could soak her toe. Well, we got home late and I went straight to bed and slept like a log. The next morning, my DH said, "How could you sleep? I was awake all night worrying about her toe!" I said, "I knew you would worry, so I didn't have to." (BTW- the epsom salts worked and the toe was a healthy pink in the morning.)

THUMPER MAN for the win. The dog's name was Ginger: "Blah blah blah blah GINGER, blah blah........"

The cat hears:

No, that's not a clue. That's what a cat hears. I loved these cartoons because at the time we had a Jack Russell terrier (difficult breed, we thought we could "fix" him after he had been adopted & returned several times to the shelter. Haha) and a cat adopted from a feral mother in the woods behind our house who had serious mental health issues, but he loved the psycho dog.

I only fainted twice in my life. The first time was at age 13 and we were in church, which started feeling hotter than the surface of the sun (no hell jokes here) so my parents took me outside to cool down. I didn't have any buzzing in my ears and all I remember is watching the sidewalk rush up to meet my face.

The second time was a couple of years later, after oral surgery in the hospital. That was back in the 70's when they actually let you go to the hospital for surgery, and stay there until you were better. I had decided, shortly after getting back to my room from the OR, that I would get up and go into the bathroom so I could change out of the gown and into my real pajamas. The nurse found me on the floor of the bathroom (I told her I was "resting") and she yelled at my roommate, "Why did you let her get up?" My roommate, a 12 year old girl IN FULL LEG TRACTION, had no good answer.

Looking forward to the next chapter!