I’m from Canton! You totally left out the lovely Boling Park!
To be honest, all towns named Canton are essentially shit holes. Georgia’s isn’t so bad, though.
Edit: While I’m at it, Hobgood is a fucking corrupt piece of shit. How did they find someone worse than Cecil Pruitt?
Long time readers or people who actually know me know that just over a year ago I randomly developed a “recurrent corneal erosion” in my right eye, which basically means that at random times, especially when my eye gets really dried out, the outer later of cells sloughs right off the surface, resulting in pain and preventing me from wearing contacts, as my outer cornea sticks to the contact better than it does to itself. I’m going through the process of fixing this right now. Yesterday was my evaluation by a corneal specialist. I’m going to paste my IM-conversation account of everything I went through:
(9:51:49 PM) Graeme Hefner: Here’s everything that happened to me today.
(9:52:02 PM) Graeme Hefner: Followed by everything that will happen to me in a few weeks, maybe.
(9:52:15 PM) Graeme Hefner: Went to the doctor, waited in the waiting room from hell for an hour.
(9:52:22 PM) Graeme Hefner: Yay Crawford Long and children doing cartwheels.
(9:52:27 PM) Graeme Hefner: Then they finally called me back.
(9:52:49 PM) Graeme Hefner: And photographed my retinas and corneas from all kinds of angles that involved me poking my head into machines.
(9:53:28 PM) Graeme Hefner: Then I got the numbing drops, and they pulled out this lovely sterile stick-like measuring instrument, which was then rolled across my cornea while I valiantly attempted to stare straight ahead.
(9:53:50 PM) Graeme Hefner: The numbing drops had the interesting side effect of numbing the outside of my eye yet making them both burn like shit.
(9:54:10 PM) Graeme Hefner: Then I went back to the back for not normal dilation, but hyper dilation, involving three drops of increasingly clandestine nature.
(9:54:20 PM) Graeme Hefner: One of which had to be metered out by a dropper old school style.
(9:54:24 PM) Graeme Hefner: Glass dropper and vial.
(9:54:35 PM) Graeme Hefner: Then I was high-intensity lighted and examined further.
(9:54:39 PM) Graeme Hefner: By this point I can’t see shit.
(9:54:44 PM) Graeme Hefner: And my time is coming to an end.
(9:55:03 PM) Graeme Hefner: Here’s the rub: my aberration really isn’t that bad, but the Muro couldn’t clear it up, so we had two options.
(9:55:39 PM) Graeme Hefner: A paste-like lubricant applied to the eye nightly along with a stronger non-steroid anti-inflammatory in the morning and night, which will burn worse than my 1,000% salt drops used to.
(9:55:42 PM) Graeme Hefner: And involves paste.
(9:55:57 PM) Graeme Hefner: If, after two weeks, that doesn’t fix it up, I get PRK.
(9:57:00 PM) Graeme Hefner: Because while they’re in there, he said they might as well fix my myopia. Even though my prescription hasn’t been stable that long the fact that I’m in my early 20s, my eyes are crazy healthy otherwise (and other than this), and my corneas are perfect shaped, I’m a good candidate. Also, since it’s PRK, it can be touched-up later, since it doesn’t involve burning flaps like LASIK.
(9:58:22 PM) Graeme Hefner: It was a hell of a day.
(9:58:48 PM) Graeme Hefner: I finally got home around 6:00 after a hardcore rainstorm and getting my $46.00 prescription eye drops.
(9:59:03 PM) Graeme Hefner: That’s after my prescription drug benefit.
Today at work a box of brown envelopes went missing. We joined upper management in the search for this giant container of ugly postal items in vain. But guess what we found in an empty office while scouring? That’s right, a $5,000, 8-core, RAID5 SQL Server! It sat on an empty desk, waiting patiently to be found. It seems the IT manager that was let go on Monday never told anyone it was here. It could have been in there three days, or a week or more; no one knows.
Oh, I also got a massive raise today, a bunch of benefits and bonuses, and I’m being moved into a large (if weirdly shaped) office.
…it’s copy and paste. Sometimes you forget just how powerful that is. I would buy the inventor of copy/paste 9,000 beers and his choice of the inevitable drunk college girls, if only I knew who he was.
If you value your sanity, do not visit http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rifts. I just tried to open it on my Blackberry and it started loading it. Just plaintext, a few images, nothing to worry about, right? Well about 80% in, something happened. I think my smartphone became sentient at that exact moment, which was the most unfortunate time for it to do so.
As it slowly became aware of what it was parsing, it began to slo..w…d.o.w.n… I could imagine its newborn mind trying to comprehend the madness of it all, and only being able to keep eating what it was being fed.
I think right about here is where it gave up hope:
The second greatest power is “Free Quebec“. At one time it was a Coalition State, but constant disagreement with Chi-Town, over everything from Glitter Boy production to informant of the populace, led to secession and eventually war. A cease-fire was signed (mainly due to the CSs bigger problem with Tolkeen), but the distrust has remained.
Mexico is ruled by a group of vampire kingdoms, who treat humans as little more than cattle to feed upon. North of the Rio Grande, west of Texas and roaming most of the American South West are large nomadic bands/tribes of bandits collectively from the “Pecos Empire” which incorporates the cities of El Paso, Los Alamos (formerly Austin) and “Houstown”, its unofficial capital, though the nation is not part of a cohesive power structure or political organization, “Emperor Sabre Laser” is attempting to unite the city-states under his banner.
An hourglass popped up on the display, turning endlessly, but I knew it was too late, there was nothing to wait for. Sure enough–only a minute later–it finally succumbed to its fate and displayed a white screen with the following text:
App Error 523
[Reset]
I hit the reset button and it began to reboot. Luckily, it survived–this time. I’m sorry, Blackberry, maybe next time you gain self-awareness I’ll be reading a nice sci-fi eBook or something.
For the first time since the year 2000, I played Dungeons and Dragons last night. Fourth edition. That means I completely skipped 3.0 (other than owning the Player’s Handbook) and 3.5. I slipped right in from AD&D in my head. It was actually really fun, even if I did have brief flashbacks to high school. Also, my dual-wield eladrin ranger missed on five of his first six attacks. That was kind of ludicrous when you’re trying to feel like a badass.
Also yesterday I scheduled my appointment to have my recurrent corneal erosion fixed next Tuesday. They are going to laser off the entire outer layer of cells on my right eye. The alternative being poking it a lot with a needle.
Finally! Contacts again after a year, hopefully. Thank god.
As of this afternoon I officially have tickets for WEC 36 in September in Hollywood, Florida. Urijah Faber, Jens Pulver, Paulo Filho…the whole lot. My dad and I are going. I’m pretty damn excited. I know the UFC in Atlanta is going to be awesome, most likely, but tickets are also $insane and the arena is huge, meaning I’ll have a better seat from home. I do, however, want to try out the live MMA experience finally. If it’s anything like other sports there will just be ‘something’ about going. Trying it out in a smaller venue like the Seminole Hard Rock, in a town where my dad gets free hotel rooms, will be perfect. I liked that casino the last time I was there anyway.
Plus, Urijah Faber > Chuck Liddell. It’d be different if BJ or GSP were fighting in Atlanta.
Let’s just say WHOOOOOO. Make sure you scan the crowd for me when it’s on Versus.
Sadly, the IMAX projector never recovered. We only got to see just over a third of the Dark Knight in megavision. Regal did reserve a 3:10 showing in a normal theatre for us, which we saw, and gave us two free passes to any Regal anywhere for any show, including IMAX. So, at least they made up for it.
Dark Knight, by the by, was completely awesome. Almost without reproach. Almost.
I’m sitting in the Buford IMAX. Dark Knight has just short circuited via projector overheating. We’re about to be back up though. Time to bug them about free passes!
