pleonasm

pleonasm \PLEE-uh-naz-uhm\, noun:
1. The use of more words than are necessary to express an idea; as, "I saw it with my own eyes."
2. An instance or example of pleonasm.
3. A superfluous word or expression.

Pleonasm is from Greek pleonasmos, from pleon, "greater, more."

B.C.

This one really made me chuckle.

;D

X-MEN: THE LAST STAND

Just got back from seeing it. Very disappointing. All about the special effects. And violence. Very light on story.

What pattern is my brain?

Your Brain's Pattern

Your brain is always looking for the connections in life. You always amaze your friends by figuring out things first. You're also good at connecting people - and often play match maker. You see the world in fluid, flexible terms. Nothing is black or white.

What Pattern Is Your Brain?

Would you love a monsterman?

I refuse to have any more teeth problems

Called in sick again this morning. I feel quite sick to my stomach and I have the beginning of what will probably become a migraine. My cheek is swollen, though not as badly as last week from the infection, and my sinuses hurt.

I haven't had a tooth extracted in almost 40 years so I didn't remember how much fun that could be.

The Wurst Haus has a web site!

Check it out!

The tooth is out

And I really wish I was as well. Can we say pain? And huge gaping hole?

Naturally my tooth had to be difficult. Two of the roots came out easy as you please. The third made a jag back toward my palate and required a lot of drilling and yanking and extra pain killer and whatever else to get it out.

And my sinuses are now all messed up. And my nose feels like it's slipped out of place and is somewhere near my left ear instead of in the middle of my face.

At least it's over and done with.

On a positive note: they took my blood pressure before they began work on me. It was 117 over 72. Apparently I was not apprehensive about having the tooth out. Silly me.

;D

It wasn't the Prodigal Son . . .

. . . who had an accident on Monday. It was his friend whom the Prodigal let borrow his car who had the accident. The friend has no insurance so he showed the Prodigal's insurance card.

I still don't know what happened but there is a tiny bit of damage to the front of the Prodigal's car. Not enough to make me file an insurance claim or even rush out to get it fixed, but the damage to the other car must have been worse since they filed the claim.

I suspect I'd be much more upset if it weren't for the drugs I've been taking for the tooth problem.

I made it to work

Yes, I did. The face is still swollen and there are still twinges of pain, but for the most part I am functional.

Now, if I could just get hold of the Prodigal Son to find out about the accident he was involved in on Monday that the insurance company left a message on the phone about . . .

And the pain goes on . . .

No significant improvement in either the infection going away or the pain going away. I did stop taking the pain killer so I'm not dizzy from that anymore but I'm still queasy from the pain and probably lack of eating. Chewing has become mildly problematic.

I've called in sick again 'cause there is no way I can drive myself to work during rush hour traffic when I can't even concentrate long enough to write a silly blog post. And even without taking the sleep inducing pain meds I still spend most of the time asleep. It's the only way to cope with the pain. I don't know how people who suffer from chronic pain can deal with it. This has only been going on since Friday night and it's already driving me nuts.

The left side of my face is cool. The right side is warm and swollen. I look so funny in the mirror with my one really pudgy cheek. I'm also talking funny now because the right side of my mouth doesn't quite move the way it's supposed to. And smiling and laughing are out of the question. They use cheek muscles that make the face hurt.

And on top of everything else, I'm bored. Can't read because I can't concentrate. Can't knit or cross stitch for the same reason. Nothing to watch on TV. Computer is boring.

Poor, poor pitiful me!

;D

'may cause dizziness'

You bet you're sweet bippy it does. The pain killer that doesn't kill pain not only puts me to sleep but makes me nauseated. I think I shall stop taking it and switch to alternate doses of Advil and Tylenol. I should think that will do more for the pain and I won't feel the need to sleep and throw up all day.

I have called in sick today 'cause I am so dizzy I can barely sit up and type this. I'm on the verge of taking the antibiotic and then I will make a comfy little nest on the sofa for myself where I will fall asleep whilst trying to read which I won't actually attempt until the room stops spinning.

Never, that's when

That's the answer to the question, "When will the pain killers begin to work?"

I'm on my third dose of the damn things and so far the only thing they've done is put me to sleep which is the only reason why I've taken the third dose of the damn things.

I'm beginning to wonder if I'm impervious to pain killers. A couple of years ago, when I had my gall bladder problem, I was given Demerol. The only thing it did was put me to sleep.

Which is where I'm headed since the 'may cause drowsiness' part of taking the pills works like a charm.

I'm on drugs

Yes, sir, I am. Pain killer and antibiotic. For 7 days. And then I get to go to the dentist and have a tooth pulled. Unless the antibiotic doesn't clear up the abscess in which case I get to go to the dentist sooner and have a tooth pulled.

I have a tooth that is about 90% filling and it started to bother me late Friday. By Saturday, I was in a fair amount of pain. By Sunday, I was in agony. Today, parts of my face that didn't hurt yesterday hurt. I like my dentist 'cause if you tell them you're in agony, they will fit you in so I called first thing this morning and they penciled me in for 2:30. I've just gotten back from that and having my prescriptions filled.

The almost not tooth has become very badly abscessed. I'm on Clindamycin three times a day for seven days to clear up the infection, and I have Propoxyphene-N for pain. We've opted to pull the tooth since there is so little of the actual tooth left and eventually replace it with a bridge.

All I can say is, I hope the pain killer kicks in soon.

Ella Enchanted

By Gail Carson Levine

This is one of those cases where the only thing a movie and book have in common is the name of the characters. And the fact Ella has been enchanted with the gift of obedience. Everything else is . . . well . . . something else. Fortunately, I am the only living individual who does not condemn a film if it is not like the book (or vice versa) so long as the film is consistent with the story it tells (and the book is consistent with its own story.) As oddly political as I found the movie, there is nothing political about the book. It is simply the story of Ella and how she copes with her enchantment and the complications it throws her way. As much as I enjoyed the movie, I also enjoyed the book. They are different enough that each is a treat in its own right.

B.C.

Speaking of a good pun . . . B.C.

Discrimination at its best

A string walks into a bar with a few friends and orders a beer. The bartender says, "I'm sorry, but we don't serve strings here."

The string walks away a little upset and sits down with his friends. A few minutes later he goes back to the bar and orders a beer. The bartender, looking a little exasperated, says, "I'm sorry, we don't serve strings here."

So the string goes back to his table. Then he gets an idea. He ties himself in a loop and messes up the top of his hair. Then he walks back up to the bar and orders a beer.

The bartender squints at him and says, "Hey, aren't you a string?"

And the string says, "Nope, I'm a frayed knot."

(Got this in an email from a friend this morning and I just had to share. I so love a good pun!)

Just another day in the neighborhood

Not only did I wake up at 5:55 a.m., but I've spent the last hour and a half sitting in an eerily silent and dark house listening to the wind and the rain in the trees and the occasional sorrowful train whistle blowing in the distance while the cats took turns laying next to me.

I was actually in the middle of a post when the power went out. The storm must have been really bad somewhere else because it's not been an end of the world storm here, just the odd roll of soft thunder and a flicker or two of lightning with strong gusts of wind. I sat next to the window and did a bit of reading by the overcast light from outside. It was very appropriate atmosphere for the part in Abhorsen where Lirael and company face Chlorr. It was also refreshingly peaceful.

As for the post I was working on when things got peaceful . . . This September: Original Unaltered Trilogy on DVD . . . Finally! Those of us who made Stars Wars what it is are getting the movies we watched and loved (and hated) instead of that special effects dreck that's been foisted off on us. I am so looking forward to making the Kessel run in under 12 parsecs again!