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The down first -- my brother-in-law has been in severe pain ever since he broke his ankle when he was twelve years old. It never healed properly, basically the bone never stopped growing and trying to repair the break, so it's been throwing shards of bone into the surrounding soft tissue. He's had numerous surgeries over the years to go in, clean out as much of the bone fragments as they could to give him some measure of relief from the pain. Each procedure has been more exotic and borderline-experimental than the last, offered less relief for a shorter period of time afterward, and robbed him of more of his mobility.

He's in surgery now, having finally gotten the doctor to agree that amputation is the only option that will give him not only relief from the pain, but also, once he's recovered and has been fit for a prosthetic, a far greater measure of mobility to his life back.

So, I'm asking for prayers and well-wishes for my brother-in-law, that the surgery goes well, that the radiation of the terminus of his bone works, halting this out-of-control growth, and that his recovery is complete and uncomplicated. He's looking at about six weeks recovery before he's healed enough to start the fitting for the prosthetic.

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I'm dismayed that so many people whose writing ability commands my respect (and discreet envy) loathe reading anything written in present tense.

It's not the first time I've embraced something contrary to what everyone else does, something highly despised even, and I'm certain it won't be the last.

I know I'm not about to change anyone's mind with this, either, but I can't just stifle it anymore, so here goes:

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So, I got a very basic (under $20) digital camera today. I've had rotten luck with cameras, in general, and their digital brethern, in particular, for years. So, until I figure out what I'm doing, I'm not going to spend a lot of money on a camera.

The 'low' setting gets me 100 pictures, but the quality is, well, not there. The pic above is on the 'high' setting (only 25 pics on this setting), just to give you an idea.

The subject? Gussie, of course! So all of you can have a glimpse of my sweetie (even though he's being grumbly that I took his pic).

He's been turning his nose up at his food for the past two days. He picks at it, but he's not really eating it. I gave him his subcutaneous fluid treatment yesterday, so he's not due until tomorrow. He's been on the appetite stimulant at twelve hour intervals for the past few days, so I'm hoping tomorrow is one of those days he eats every scrap of food in sight. His mood has been generally good (it's the not eating along with the moping that is so upsetting, especially if he's throwing up as well) so as long as he eats well tomorrow, things are about as good as they can be.
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http://weather.yahoo.com/forecast/USMD0177_f.html

Uhm, yeah. Visibility is nowhere near 5 miles and we've received more than 3 inches of snow already. Driving is a slick, take it rael slow and deliberate or you're gonna skid sort of affair. If the temperature does indeed drop enough to permit this to change over to freezing rain, sleet, cold rain -- what have you, and then we get a temperature drop tonight, tomorrow's rush-hour is going to be an unholy mess. Who am I kidding; it's going to be an unholy mess just with the snow we've already got on the ground. After all, this is the county that closes the schools if snow is even mentioned in the forcast, and closed them for 3 days straight just because there was still a bit of ice on the roads a week ago.

Gus Update

Feb. 22nd, 2007 05:53 pm
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So, it's going to be a day by day sort of thing. Last night, I gave Gus his first subcutaneous fluid therapy -- well, tried to. The whole apparatus is a fluid-filled bag (like what is used in hospitals to administer fluids to humans), and hose leading to a fitting for the needle. Along the way there's a wheel and slide fitting that pinches the line closed. The idea is to insert the needle into a 'tent' of skin between Gus' shoulderblades and hold it in place while opening the line (rolling the wheel up in the slide so that it is no longer pinching the line closed) to allow 150cc to drip slowly into the cat just under his skin, which takes about ten minutes. Simple, right?

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Sooner rather than later for my cat, Gus. I took him in to the vet yesterday, because he was not eating, again. He hadn't quite gotten to that same level of lethargy that had so alarmed me two weeks ago, but it was creeping up on him. The vet just called with the blood test results, and they weren't good.

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Preschool by [omitted to protect the guilty from the pointing and laughing]
ONESHOT! All of the Sonic characters are together in Mr. Eggman's class. But what happens when the New boy, Chris Thorndyke, comes to town? R&R! rated T for language, mention of sex and blood.


What the heck kind of preschool did this author attend?! Preschool for vampires?! Language, sex and blood? In Sonic the Hedgehog?

Grawr!
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I'll know a bit more later, but, yeah, Gus is sick.

He's been getting more and more picky about eating the past week, maybe week and a half. Saturday, he picked at his food, but didn't really eat. He threw up Satuday night in the wee hours into Sunday morning, and barely tried to eat Sunday. I didn't give him insulin Saturday PM or Sunday at all, since he wasn't taking any food in and he was noticeably weak.

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...is rapidly going up in smoke.

anti-smoking rant behind the cut )
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(Cross-posted to Fanficrants)

My first time posting a rant, though I've replied to others before.  General You is present in this rant. <--- (need to make an icon for General You someday...)

I'm not ever going to get upset if one person wants to use the name 'Yuugi' and someone else wants to spell his name 'Yugi' (though it is nice if after the selection is made, it stays the same throughout the entire story). I'm not fazed if one person wants to write 'aibou' and 'my other self' (or the Japanese version which is completely escaping me right now). Japanese names, American names -- it's all good. 'Anzu' is my cup of tea, since I hate having to use the character map to write 'Téa'. 'Mutou', 'Mouto', 'Motou', 'Moutou', 'Moto' -- there's a case for any of them, and because there really isn't a hard and fast direct transliteration from kanji/hiragana/katakana to the English alphabet, I just adapt and read on.

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There's a commercial playing in our television market right now, for a technical school that trains automotive technicians.  It's all well and good, but, I bet they rarely ever have women students.  Oh, not simply because of the trade they are teaching -- it's the name.

Universal Technical Institute.  And they go by their acronym in the commercial, after saying the full name only once.

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BOOKWORM:
1. Grab the nearest book
2. Open the book to page 123.
3. Find the fifth sentence.
4. Post the text of the next 3 sentences on your blog along with these instructions.
5. Don't you dare dig for that "cool" or "intellectual" book in your closet! I know you were thinking about it! Just pick up whatever is closest.

Okay, the closest book (here at work) was the dictionary, but, there really aren't sentences in it. (Weird, but true! Lots of phrases and fragments, though.)

The next closest book rendered this:

In actuality, the diagnosis of postepileptic coma or concussion depends on observation of the precipitating event or indirect evidence thereof; usually the diagnosis is not too long obscure, for another fit may occur and recovery of consciousness, once the siezures cease, is usually prompt. The final determination of the exact toxic or metabolic disorder requires the synthesis of a variety of clinical and laboratory data, which will be described in other parts of the book.

With respect to the comas of group II, the signs of meningeal irritation (head retraction, stiffness of neck or forward bending, Kernig and Brudzinski leg flexion signs) can usually be elicited in both bacterial meningitis and subarachnoid hemorrage.


Brought to you by the Seventh Edition of Harrison's Principles of Internal Medicine.

Lovely, huh? I think at home the choices (downstairs) would be Amano's Coffin art book, or It's a Magical World by Bill Watterson (it's a Calvin and Hobbes book). Or I have the first Godchild manga by the computer upstairs (since I'm sure my thesarus to the left of my keyboard would have the same no sentences problem the dictionary has.

*grin!*
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Just some notes taken from Final Fantasy IV (from the Chronicles version) for one of my latest plot-bunnies. I still need to beat Zeromus (tough boss fight!) to get the final bits of dialog and who winds up where doing what at the end of the game.

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As for real-life -- same old stuff, different year. The computer at work went belly-up Wednesday (again, I swear that place *eats* computer brains -- my workplace is a zombie? Makes sense in a weird way...) with what I'm pretty sure is a physical flaw on one of the disks of the C drive itself -- right where a critical part of Windows had been written. I was able to go in through DOS and grab off all my writing (I get a lot of writing done during lunch sometimes) so the drive still functions, it's just Windows that's kafluey. Still, the scandisk wouldn't proceed past 6% after about an hour, so perhaps it's best my boss replaced the whole thing.
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In fun news, I am looking forward to attending an Eric Stuart concert in New York in March and hopefully meeting one of my Myspace friends. *waves to Naomi* With any luck, I'll be able to start the restoration/transformation of MITHRIL (my car) this year, too. Of course, that's only if the mechanics can track down why the power steering keeps going out on the Cadillac, first. MITHRIL might look like something a very sick cat dragged in (metallic grey paint job flaking off all over the place, and rust on the bottom of the doors) but he's reliable. I'd huggle my car if I could. Four more years and I can get classic tags for him! ^_^
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It's going to be based on the game story-line only.  I want to avoid the confusion of trying to make the story canon with Advent Children and Dirge of Cerebus, so this is an AU (from those canons, but designed to agree with the story) set a year or so after Meteor.  

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You Are The Magician

You are powerful and wise - beyond what anyone can see. Deeply complex, you have the resources to connect to the spiritual and material world. You posses the knowledge to manipulate your life and the lives around you. You also have a great healing power, should you choose to use it.

Your fortune:

You have unhidden powers that you have yet to tap into. Soon, you will better understand how to use your intellect and intuition. Believe it or not, you will discover how you can manipulate yourself and others for good. You are at the beginning of a path of spiritual enlightenment.

....

Uhm...

Do I hafta wear purple and a funky-weird helmet now? ^_~

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Concentrated into one day, even!

So, you guys know I collect cels and production sketches. What some of you might not know is that I used to collect cards, pins, shitajiki and the like, as well. Of course, the cel collecting has put a huge crimp into those pursuits, so I don't even try to collect such things seriously anymore. Still, there are some items I keep an eye out for.

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In other news, same old - same old. The garbage disposal in my kitchen has developed a crack in the metal of the housing, so that needs to be replaced. I'm pulling the duck tape trick for the moment (otherwise, water spurts everywhere when I run the dishwasher, not to mention the disposal itself) but since it's the actual housing that's broken, it's a stopgap measure.

The Fleetwood D'elegance is back in the shop -- again -- for the power-steering -- again. The mechanics said it needed the R&P replaced to pass Maryland inspection (it's an '88 so it didn't surprise me) but I'm tired of the power-steering simply dying on me as I'm driving it. Muscling the steering on that beast is not fun, so I hope they track it down and fix it this time. Good thing it's still under their 90 day warranty! Still, four times back for the same problem is tedious. If I didn't still have the Capri, I'd be irked.

Oh, yeah. The '86 Capri. Now that I've tracked down a place that can get compatible Mustang doors -- I can have the paint stripped, and the car re-primed and repainted. I'm not having it painted silver-fleck grey again. No way. It's not worth it, since it looks so horrible when it starts flaking off the car. I'm going with a solid color, non-metallic paint this time, and an iridescent clear coat. Guess which color? *points toward subject line* Yeah. Purple. MITHRIL (my current license plate) will have to change, too. Heck, I've had it for sixteen years! That's the fun of having a car that is old enough to have no value -- you really can't wreck it. So, MITHRIL is going to morph into Dark Magician in the near future.
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Skip to today at Mass --

The people who cantor are all volunteers from the choir. It's a very mixed bag. There is one male cantor who's very good, but he has to have the melody line adjusted down so he can sing it (he has a deep voice). In order for me to be able to sing against it, I have to go up into my thin and thready soprano voice. If I'm the least bit congested, forget it.

One of the lady cantors -- I'm not sure what voice she's trying to sing in. She also has a very disconcerting habit of forgetting her words and getting lost. Very few of us are brave enough to try to sing when she's leading.

The lady cantor we had today is generally very good. She sings soprano, but the lower end of it, and with a strong, rich, full voice so there's room to drop into the alto and not throw the people around me off if I do. I don't know what happened to her today, though. She started climbing up the register by leaps and bounds, went soaring past where only dogs can hear you, and up into the sonar region of bats. Then, mercifully, squeaked to a halt, found her place and brought it back down to human levels, again.

Of course, it doesn't help that most Catholic hymns rely heavily on the letters 'r', 'l' and 's' in the songs ('Lord' is a word that's just hard to make distinguishable or sound pretty in song) and tend to be sung in some of the most hostile sound enviroments possible -- large, airy place where choir practices sound wonderful because there are no people to absorb some of the sound, converted to a large, crowded with sound-absorbing bodies space where only the pitchy soprano notes can be heard.

For whatever reason we rely on hymns that were written by monks (and the occasional nun) in the middle ages where they are almost all in common time (4/4) and in a sing-song beat (da, di, da, da, da, di, DA; da, di, da, da, da, di, DA). And, just to confuse things, any time in one of these older hymns where the word is 'man' meaning, as had once been the case, 'human being' without any sort of gender identifier, the wave of political correctness had changed that to something else (most commonly 'us' which takes the nicely resonant 'n' sound out and substitutes the silibant 's' to make the hymn now truly wretched) except some people are singing it with the original word as that's how they learned it, and half the people are singing it with the new word and so, those few brave souls that were trying to sing now drop silent in embarassment in having sung the 'wrong' word.

About the only time you get Catholics really singing in church is Christmas where it's hard to mess up the hymns/carols you've been hearing on the radio for the past month. Oh, and whenever we sing a patriotic hymn -- God Bless America, America the Beautiful, etc.
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This is a test of the emergency fangirl system. If this had been a real fangirl emergency, the signal tone you just heard would have been followed by a special fangirl alert...

*recorded voice screeches to a halt*

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