What's scorching your groove today?

[Lamplighter]

We're all glad you were not scratching any one of several other places that can tickle.

[HungLikeJesus]

Just pour some nail polish remover in there. You might be fine.

[Lamplighter]

Originally Posted by HungLikeJesus

Just pour some nail polish remover in there. You might be fine.

This is like a bunch of little boys sitting around playing "I dare you"

HLJ, I dare you.

[BigV]

Originally Posted by HungLikeJesus

Just pour some nail polish remover in there. You might be fine.

Thank goodness I can't hear you.

[classicman]

You might be fine.

You like red wine?

My tinnitus has gotten REALLY bad lately.

[ZenGum]

Serious thought.

The ear canal is lined with hair which both contributes to hearing and moves old wax out.

If there is a significant amount of glue, these functions will be interrupted. you might *need* to get that glue out.

But if you grab it and pull, you're going to rip all those hairs out. That's bad.

Seriously, are you going to get it checked by a doctor?

[BigV]

Thank you for your serious thought. The serious reply is "too late". It was very irritating and I have already worried it out with my finger and a paperclip. There wasn't much glue in there, I guess, but it felt (and sounded!) like a lot. I scratched and rubbed and picked and cussed until I couldn't detect any more. Did I lose some hairs? I'm sure I did. Did I lose some blood? A little. Did I lose some hearing? Doubtful, from this most recent abuse. I likely lost more hearing during my log splitting escapade.

Thanks for your concern.

[Lamplighter]

I am posting this because Lake Oswego High School
is where my 3 girls graduated, and I am truly scorched.

Lake Oswego is the highest income, bedroom of the PDX area.
I'm hoping the Principal, the School Board, and especially the Coach
get a public shellacking over it all.

OregonLive.com
Nicole Dungca, The Oregonian
3/7/12

Racist tweets lead to reprimands for Lake Oswego football players; 3 students suspended

A cluster of messages from anonymous Twitter accounts,
one of which targeted an African-American student with racist postings,
have led to the suspension of three Lake Oswego High School students,
the reprimand of several football teammates and a Lake Oswego Police Department investigation.

Lake Oswego High School Principal Bruce Plato confirmed three students
were suspended last week related to the Twitter incidents,
but declined to say whether they will have expulsion hearings.
He also said he did not know who was responsible for the racist postings.

Marqueese Royster, a former Lake Oswego High School football player
who transferred to Lakeridge High School, and his mother, AnnaLisa Royster,
filed a police report on Feb. 24.
<snip>
Lake Oswego football coach Steve Coury said the students who received
the most severe discipline were suspended not for the content of the tweets
but for setting up an imposter twitter account for the vice principal and
tweeting "kind of crude things about Dave."
<snip>
Coury called the incident "a bunch of kids being stupid and communicating in a world for everybody to see."
<snip>

Coach Coury doesn't get it that the issue is not kids being "stupid",
and it's not about putting the crap out there for "everybody to see".
Lake Oswego is already known for it's lily white population, and has even called Lake NoN*****'s.

Coach Steve Coury needs some back-side "education and training"
as to what "leadership" and "sportsmanship" really mean,
and maybe several weeks of private, in-home contemplation without pay.

Maybe some letters to the Lake Oswego School Board from all over Dweller-land would have an effect...

[monster]

The two treasurers at my kids' school. Asshats. One has me doing his job for him (I just realized, so I decided to stop because it's taking too much time, pissing me off and making my volunteer job unenjoyable) and the other seeks to "put me in my place" at every opportunity -mostly by making a comment about my fundraiser in an email to the finance committee, then berating me for clogging up everybody's inboxes when I reply to it. She can just fuck off. that is all.

[DanaC]

I read that initially as 'treasures'. Thought you were sarcastically referring to ytwo kids at the school...

Was thinking, damn that's an adult way of causing trouble!

[infinite monkey]

Who do I have to have sex with to get some air in this office? You can walk from the front to the back...in the front you can breath, in the middle you are in a sauna, in the back you can breath.

[monster]

me.

[jimhelm]

Uncle Biff has stage 4 fucking lung cancer.

Shit.

[jimhelm]

Originally Posted by jimhelm

Uncle Biff has stage 4 fucking lung cancer.

Shit.

I flew to Charlotte Sunday morning. Dad picked me up at the airport. We went and had breakfast at Waffle house, then on to Biff's house. Dad told me in the car that it was good that I came now, because Biff had taken a turn for the worse after the Chemo.

When we got there, Biff was sitting out on the screen porch, leaning on some pillows. Shaved head, haggard face, distracted demeanor. He was in there, but barely. Everyone was telling me that he was SO much better than he had been recently. He knew me, and we talked some... even did some pottery together. It was good.

Then, after a couple hours, he started nodding off, and saying incoherent things like someone talking in their sleep would do. We left in the afternoon, and would be back this morning to hang with him while his wife Linda got back to work. Calls this morning told us that he had had a really rough night. He was ornery, and abusive, and generally combative. He was up when we got there, though. Linda had decided to skip work again, and there was a doctors appointment scheduled for 3pm to see about having him admitted. He was too much for Linda to handle.

He had a nap for a bit but by 2pm he was trying to lock himself in the bathroom. He had fallen down in there overnight, so Linda was not having it. He, however, was not having any of her mothering. He got so worked up screaming and yelling. He'd had 3 heart attack episodes over the last 5 years.... cancer not only in his lungs, but liver and brain too. Linda stepped away and asked me to get him to sit down on the bathroom chair. As she left, he shut the door on me.... so I stood there liike an ass until I heard him fall down. ...45 seconds maybe... Then i busted in, and he was on his back like a turtle. I sat him up, straightened his legs out, and tried to get him up. he was breathing inconsistently... like sleep apnia. no breath, then a snore and a deep breath....

I tried once to lift his limp ass into the chair, but couldnt manage it. My dad went to call 911. now, there's no breathing. fuck. get the chair out. lie him down on the cold goddamn tile floor, and put his shaved head on a towel. his cold yellow head. Started compressions. blew a breath into him. it gurgled out like he was full of phlegm. more compressions.... next breath goes iin but does not come back out,. swept his mouth, and got his false teeth out from under his tongue, sat him up, and he breathed out. then he breathed in!

he has a fast pulse in his neck. then the breath stops again. back onto his back, and more compressions. fast hard shallow shoves on his chest. my arms got too tired, so I had Carrie, his daughter, who was on the phone with 911 spell me for a minute. Now i hear the sirens, and I take over compressions again. a couple more breaths and a million more compressions over the 2 minutes it takes the EMT to get to him ( they really did get there quickly)


So I get the hell out of their way. go into the kitchen and I'm sweating and panting, and sobbing ... after I can breathe, I start clearing a path for the stretcher to get in. I'm pretty sure he's gone.

But then, Carrie says he asked for his teeth. So... I dunno.. .maybe he'll make it. After they cart him out, and are cleaning up, the EMT boss guy says probably not. They got no pulse, and it didn't look good.

We got to the hospital just in time to be there when the Doctor, a grief counselor and a Chaplain? came out together to give us the bad news.

Biff is gone. Linda is hysterical.... crying laughing, and all stops in between by turns. denying that it's true, then accepting it, then denying it again.

My dad is relieved that Biff went quickly instead of slowly (I'm with him).

I'm .... I don't know. I cant believe he died like that. right there. right then. SO glad I came down here and had Sunday morning to see him alert, if only for an hour or two.

See ya, Biff, you dead prick. I'll miss you.

[zippyt]

Sorry to hear this Jim