I know you are looking at the title and going, "Oh c'mon, you have to be kidding.
Actually.... I was.
What you are about to read absolutely happened, and even though she wasn't there at the time, I had Smidgy later on to verify it.
Ha! That's no alibi. All Smidgy might be able to tell us is later on she looked down and saw a pinprick. (Family board! Family board! Do
NOT go there!)
So you could've stabbed yourself with a pencil or something in a weak bid to get more sympathy. "She's going to the parks without me. I want her here, being as miserable as I am!"
When I'd make a sundae at home when I was little, I would then go and ruin it after a few spoonfulls.
I'd take my spoon and whip it all up until it was more like a melted shake, then eat it that way. I don't know why.
That's the
only way Ruby will eat icecream... as a soquid.
Much of Tuesday morning was a repeat of yesterday.
Right! I'm outta here. Been here, read that...
Except for all the things that were different, of course.
What? Oh, okay, I'll stick around for a bit.
Once again, early, very early on I woke with a headache, no, it is not going away, but my lump on the back of my head has a lot. That should be a good sign.
Didn't we play this tape already?
But especially, now that it's gone down so much, I'd feel really REALLY stupid going somewhere for treatment and complaining that, " I bumped my head!"
"And couldn't get up in the morning."
My left ear, (which is more or less the side I fell on), is ringing, and I DO mean ringing.
More or less? Is it right beside your nose by any chance?
Like Quasi Moto doing his internship at Notre Dame!
Didn't he have a twin brother that died at an early age who shared bell ringing duties ? He was a dead ringer for Quasimodo. He left Paris years earlier but Quasi had hunch he'd be back.
No, this was not Lily Tomlin;
"One ringy dingy, two ringy dingy"
It's amazing that she pretty much made a career out of one half of conversations.
This sudden turn of events scared the hell out of me also.
I bet! But still not enough to see someone, huh? "If I wait just a little longer and I'm dead, it won't be so embarrassing... note to self, wear clean underwear."
And for the next 4 hours I lay there and listened to it.
So it was a catchy tune? Had a familiar ring to it?
Kind of like Keith Moon doing a 4 hour drum solo when all he has are cymbals!
Well, geez. If you make it a habit of not seeing a doctor when you pass out and
then smash your head on concrete, you'll be able to play an accordion duet with him.
True story (according to Rolling Stone Magazine) is that the organizers of the London Olympics apparently asked the Who's manager if Ketih Moon would play at the closing ceremonies. Supposedly, the manager responded that if they had a round table, some glasses and candles, they might be able to contact him directly.
You wouldn't believe how many times I checked my ear to make sure it wasn't feedback from my hearing aid,,,,,,,,
which is over in the case on the table.
The hearing aid, not my ear. Thought you had me didn't you?
I have
no idea to whom you are referring.
Six aspirin and two Ibuprofen later the sun is finally coming up.
So that time of year in Florida the sun comes up at two after six.
Check.
And if I did fall asleep again, I kept rolling over onto the soft spot now in my head, man, did that hurt.
Wait, let me guess. 'Cause every time you rolled over you'd bump into Smidgy and she'd elbow you in the ribs, right?
So, outside head hurts, inside head hurts, inside ears screamin' ringin, and stomach killing me from too many aspirin and 'profens.
But you're in Disney! So it's all good!
Right?
Right?
hello?
<cricket> <cricket> <cricket>
Well, this trip I got cast in the roll of Henry, and I wasn't even trying out for the part!
You should! You're a natural!
I thought hard about this before I turned over the keys, I still wasn't positive I wasn't going to go to the clinic at least, but after thinking again about it I knew that it more than likely wasn't going to happen, so , here, take the car.
And that was an internal monologue I'm sure. Don't want to spoil everyone else's fun if they know just how bad the melon is aching.
I also was not informed from any cast member whether from EMTs to the concierge desk to the lifeguards that they have a free shuttle for the clinic, I think they just do that for the Monymony clan cuz they always have liked her better.
Well.... yeah.
Maybe it was the bad names I probably called the EMT.
"Should we tell this guy about the free clinic shuttle?"
"Are you kidding? There are kids on there!"
(am I the only one who keeps thinking of Treebeard whenever I read or type that?)
No. But then again, I was never a fan of the books. The movies were good, though.
We now have a repeat of yesterday, with one slight difference:
At ten o'clock, sitting under an umbrella next to the Hippy Dippy Pool I took my last 3 Vicodin.
Uh, oh.
That's not how you spell it. It ends with an 'n' not 'se'. Since you hit your head, I'll let the typos go this time.
Just like all the tourists after a long day in the parks. I keep picturing an old man with a long white beard and holding a large hourglass barely able to put one foot in front of the other while mumbling, "No more morning and evening EMH in one day."
Again, I tried to read and I did somewhat, but it made no sense to me, I just had no interest in it at all, and it wasn't just my book, it was everything. ...
But after checking the baseball standings even the Jumble and comics had no interest for me.
Didn't you say in your last post that if you couldn't even do the Jumble that you might consider yourself in trouble?
I wanted him to stay and play with me.
"Tag! You're it!"
I did all I could to stall his departure, and it worked for a while but eventually I saw I had to let him go.
This pool is catch and release only.
I did notice though, as time went by that the ringing in my ear was diminishing. Ok, just another part of the healing process I guess, I'm getting there.
That's the sound of brain cells slowly dying off... and trust me, you don't have many to spare.
Yeah, you're good, you know exactly where I'm going, you guys are getting to know me too well.
And yet... I thought, "Nope, he's going to throw us a curve here. He can't mean.... nawww..."
Back in the room I said screw the vodka thing, and I made myself a Manhattan,
So much for the 'curve theory'.
then I gave Smidgy a call on the Smidgy phone, not really expecting to get an answer.
And you know what happened?
I didn't get an answer, right to voice mail again.
Ever notice in the movies when a character says, Go on without me. The other characters always make a big fuss about it? Its either, No! Youre going to make it! or Okay, but well never forget you!. Just once, Id like to see, Oh, alright. See ya.
Oh, wait, your family just did that, didnt they?
Gee, I have
no idea why I brought that up.

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I went to the bathroom, and when I came back out, there's a knock on the door.
So many movies
so many books
suddenly, there was a knock at the door
Ok, I know I've got the sign in the slot again to be LEFT ALONE, so it can't be them again, can it?
Oh sure it can, and the same woman again.
I told her we don't need any cleaning done, our room is still just fine and if I let you in, I'm afraid all the snakes will get out.
She did that stare at me pause for a minute, then broke up laughing
Better than the alternative, Ran off screaming.
Im sorry sir, youll have to leave Disney.
To keep her quiet about the snake comment, right?
You see the worst thing about these stupid, idiotic lines is that she then stands there and stares at you for a minute or two before any response is forthcoming.
The first step is to admit that theyre stupid and idiotic
good for you.
then I hung up and cried.
cause the maid smacked you in the head for the stupid and idiotic line, right?
Good for her.
Ok, so maybe I didn't, I just threw that in for some of the female unit members of the readers to show what a deep and sincere, sensitive male I am, and even if I did, I'm not going to tell you that.
Uh, huh.
Wasnt it you that said I was too nice to the female readers?
Especially with Bob and Ross and Thumper and Ponzi all ready and willing to take away my man card.
Ok, maybe not Ponzi.
(hmm, that was just vague enough where he doesn't exactly know what I mean by that, right?)
Doesnt matter
Itll get pointed out anyway..
I asked the maid if she wanted to go down to the bar for a drink.
She turned me down!
And you were surprised by this? Do we need to review?
I even offered to sign the "Do Not Disturb" sign for her kids, but in their world, "Nebo" means nothing to them.
Youve got a dedicated fan base
but its a fairly exclusive one.
I knew I'd have to go into this all, and how then do I beg for meds, without seeming like a skid row bum?
Not possible.
But dont worry, Im sure by now your dignity is all but gone.
I tried again, and hung up again.
Yep, my hang ups are causing the hang ups.
Odd, my hang ups cause hiccups.
I then made the HUGE mistake of trying to tell her what happened in my own way,,,,,, which you all know by now can sometimes take a little bit before we get to the end/bottom/punch/final, line in the story.
Really? Hadnt noticed.
Like I said, I was lonely, and hey, talking to voice mail is better than nothing!
Next time try the toaster. It interacts once every few minutes, too!
I put my manhattan in a refillable mug and went on down to the pool for a change.
You got hit on the head, so well let it go this time
but you really should change
before you go down to the pool.
But now you know where the title is coming from.
one of the little boogers somehow managed to find one of the little tiny "slits" under the lounger where my back was unprotected by the rubber slats, and bored in on me with a vengeance for some reason.
If you didnt have bad luck youd have no luck at all.
Only you, Steve
only you.
It stung, and it took about 15 minutes or so for the stinging to finally mostly go away.
But you forgot about your headache for a while, no? See, that bee was doing you a favour.
but when they say "What goes around, comes around" for me seems lately more like it just keeps coming around and not "going" around, if you know what I mean.

Yup.
Put all my "SHs" back on, grabbed the camera and my wallet and went fora slow walk.
Ok, SHs?
Shorts, Shirt and Shoes. But I'm Shure you figured that out. If not,,,,,,,,,,,,
Shame.
Nah, got it right away. Well Shirt and Shoes anyway. I didnt know you brought your shorts too.
Oh, wait, you changed at the pool
so of course
Shorts too.
Shoot.
I never saw the bee land on my burger right before I took a bite out of it.
He got me in/on the roof of my mouth, and wowie, did it hurt. We had to go out for dinner later on that day and I still couldn't talk, but that was the last time I was bitten.
Oh, so
thats the dinner Smidgy refers to as: The most wonderful, relaxing
quiet dinner Ive ever had.
Ha, right, as if they ever flowed smooth.
What? I didnt say a thing!
Ended up doing a reverse Follow My Leader,
The title of my favourite book when I was in grade 5. No kidding, I think I took it out of the school library 10 times.
( yes, I know I"m using the third person approach a lot which I hate when others do it cuz it usually just spanks of self centered egotism, but sometimes it just seems to work better.)
Self centered egotism works better for you.
Got it.
I kept waiting for her to come funning back yelling "Citizen's Arrest! Citizen's Arrest!"
Well if she was only funning, it wouldnt be a problem, right?
Oh and that earlier comment about letting the typos go?
I lied.
but she had obviously seen and had enough of me from the brief encounter and left in a hurry.
Nice to know there are still some smart people left in the world.
But really, how strange it is that the only bar on this huge property is in a gated off community! Man, that's gotta tick off the bartenders, no?
Must get awful quiet in there. Then again, when you go bar hopping at Disney, I wonder how many people think of going to a Value resort? If thats the case, then I dont know if it would matter that much.
At the bar I ordered a Mai Tai, and told him to make it strong. "I'm serious, and only have more than likely a day or two left to live from the head injury I took last night so I'm not holding back", I told him, in what may possibley total honesty.
But will you go see a doctor??
Noooooooo.
I told him not to worry, if I die I won't yell at him, and that seemed to make him feel a little better.
"Ok, ok, I WON'T charge the tip to the room" and then he was all smiles again.
Both of them wanted to hear the story though, and of course I obliged,
No! You?
Hard to believe.
Not that theres anything wrong with that
and I was off at a slow lope.
A quick canter.
Possibly a fast saunter.
Nah, Im going to leave it at slow lope. Somehow it just seems to describe you perfectly.
Nebo? Yeah hes a bit of a slow lope.
No, not going to let me walk,
Todd said he will push me all night,
Wow, thats just mean. They wont let you walk. Every time you try to take a step, Todd is going to push you
all night long! (all night
)
"Dad, all you have to do is just sit there and not fall out of the wheelchair."
Odd that your own son doesnt seem to know you very well.
And with that, calling it quits tonight. No, no cliffhangers,
isn't that a relief?
<groan>
As you can all well see, I'm flying by the seat of my pants here with really nowhere to fly to, nobody to talk to and living a life that's now as exciting as Paris Hilton, Snooki, KateShouldNevermate, and Octomom all fighting over which one should be Honey Boo Boo's godmother.
I dont know whats more disturbing. The fact that you used Paris Hilton, Snooki, KateShouldNevermate (good one, Im gonna steal it), Octomom and Honey Boo Boo. Or the fact that I know who youre talking about.
Remember when we used to know people like Oppenheimer, Pauling and Planck?
Oy.
Thanks for the fun chapter, dude!

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