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With all due respect, your doctor has that backwards.
Vegetables, fruits, and nuts ARE a normal meal. Eating baked goods, white flour noodles, or dead animals is not normal.

Back to our regularly scheduled boredom.

 

I understand that the world record for little dogs non-stop yapping is 6 years:

Tiny Dog Has Been Barking Nonstop For 6 Years | The Onion - America's Finest News Source

 

I fell asleep during my colonoscopy yesterday.

But I was awake during the preceding 6 hours of "preparations" therefor.

That was interesting (if wet), so I can't share the details with you.

50 is the new 30. 50 is the new 30. 50 is the new 30.

 

If you say the word "yapping" aloud over a dozen times it becomes very annoying and ceases to make any sense at all.
It is quite opposite with the word "shampoo", which becomes ever lovelier and more meaningful with each repitition.

 

I liked the movie "Shampoo", with Alan Rickman. He's hot.

Okay, that's not boring... um... um.. work. Yes. I'm reviewing content and editing it.

Work.

 

I had a segmoidoscopy and it was like a date with "Mr. Ed". Colon procedures are the new prostate exam.

 

My supermarket's weekly sales circular comes out on Fridays (today).

My auto parts store's sales circular comes out on Saturdays (tomorrow).

My Rite Aid's sales circular comes out on Sundays. It's only half useful because half of the stuff that they have on sale is never in stock.

 

Today I cleaned and filled all the hummingbird feeders. I think I did something else because I know that didn't take all day. Now it''s 10:10pm and I'm thinking about going to bed.

 

From the beginning of yesterday's New York Times science article on boredom:

"Even the most fabulous, high-flying lives hit pockets of dead air, periods when the sails go slack. Movie stars get marooned in D.M.V. lines. Prime ministers sit with frozen smiles through interminable state events. Living-large rappers endure empty August afternoons, pacing the mansion, checking the refrigerator, staring idly out the window, baseball droning on the radio.

Wondering: When does the mail come, exactly?"

The rest of the article is pretty boring. But you can read it here: http://www.nytimes.com/2008/08/05/health/research/05mind.html?_r=1&8ur&emc=ur&oref=slogin#

 

I am watching my screen saver fish tank. I love those fish but they are a bit predictable.

 

I'm at work. Using a spreadsheet.
Click. Click. Type. Click. Save. Click. Type. Save.

 

It's hot outside today.

 

Ditto. 102.

My crack in the ceiling got filled. Now I have nothing to count at night.

 

Come on over, I've got sheep.
We can count them while they eat.

I don't have cable.

 

Hey, no cable here as well! I don't have any sheep though. I could count the spiders in my apartment I suppose...

 

Glad to hear about your crack.

 

I love listening to the amateur radio at 4:00AM on the way to work. Old guys will key up their hand held radios and say, "how's my signal?". Someone else will respond, "not to good". So the old guys will key up again, saying, "what about now?". The response will be, "that's even worse". So they old guy will move to another location to try again, "is this any better?". "Maybe just a little better". So the old guys will move to another place to continue the dialogue. Gosh, I wish my drive to work at 4AM was more then just 25 minutes. I'll bet that once the old guys find a spot to talk where their signal is really great, that they talk about what the temperature is ... and what it was yesterday ... and there's always what ever the temperature was this time last year.

 

So what's the temperature there like at 4am?