Wednesday, August 19, 2009
NOTICE-THIS IS AN EQUAL OPPORTUNITY TONGUE-IN-CHEEK BLOG.
An aside added after posting this. Over at distributorcaps blog today is the most logical posting of the health care mess I have read yet...entitled, Twisted Prezel Logic. Please, do yourself a favor and go read it...it's not very long. HERE.
Sorry...one more add on, Tome of the Unknown Writer. A companion piece to the distributorcap post, which is where I stumbled on the Tome. For sure a MUST read.
Yes indeedy. I was awarded an...award...by Diane over at Cooking Blind, who has a unique and many awarded blog herself...if you haven't done so, check her out.
The award is the Honest Scrap Award. I thought she had stumbled on the wrong blog, but after checking it out, it would appear that she really intended for me to have it. I can't attest to her state of mind in doing this, but I am honored. Thank you Diane.
The deal is, I have to pass it along to someone else, and, here is the difficult part, I have to reveal ten unknown things about myself...publicly. I don't even know ten unknown things about myself. But I'll try.
All of that being said, I am going to bend the rules a bit, and not award this to one person...but two. They are...Punch at A Theater of the Absurd (who, btw HATES awards ((hee hee---suck it up P)) ), and Mr. Charleston over at Termites of Sin (who, btw, LOVES awards and attention of any sort). So go check these two cretins out, and if you figure out exactly what their ramblings are about, please enlighten me, OK?
THE BORING PART FOLLOWS:
1. My real name is not Jadedj. It's Elvis Presley, and I was last seen near my house.
2. I didn't go to college right out of high school. I enrolled when I was twenty-five, and graduated at twenty-nine.
3. I worked a full-time night job as a trucking dispatcher, my final two years of college. I averaged about four hours sleep per day. The good news was, I had plenty of idle time on the job to do papers, and such. If I had to do that now, I would be dead, pronto.
4. I have to give myself injections one a week, to stave off the pain from Rheumatoid Arthritis. Such is life. The shots would cost me, if I didn't have insurance, $750 each. With the insurance, my co-pay is $20 each. Related to this, my wife took a position about two years ago with a company which had incredible benefits. Prior to that, and prior to my diagnosis of RA, we had no insurance. There was no insurance through my job, and my wife was a contract worker who did pharmaceutical audits (irony?). The insurance on our children was through the state Medicaid program. We had a heck of a time keeping our income at the level to qualify for that. Now we have good insurance, but pay out a hefty chunk of money each month for it. However, considering my medication, it is worth it.
5. Half way through this arduous task. OK, I cheated on this one.
6. I started playing the drums at age 12. Haven't had a pair of sticks in my paws for many years. It's still in my head though. Vada boom, vada boom, boom, boom, boom, etc.
7. As a child, I did not get along with my stepfather. My mother finally decided that one of us was going to die, if she didn't do something about it. So my grandparents raised me from age 9. She did not leave the drunken bastard. My half-brother, stayed with my mother and his father. My half-brother, quit school and ran away from home at 16. I cannot to this day figure out why my half-brother did not bludgeon my stepfather to death. I suppose my brother's pacifist genes were from my mother. Some men, and women, just shouldn't be in charge of children is my conclusion from all of this.
8. The two roaches in my thumbnail, are two certain bloggers with whom I commiserate. No names...OK, initials...P & C.
9. My wife is considerably younger than I. It wasn't planned that way, it just happened. We've been together 13 years and have two children. The best phase of my life yet. Oh, and you will never know just how much younger. Blaaaaah to you.
10. I recently won the Nigerian Lottery. I am still trying to raise $500 to send to the Lottery Secretary, Mr. Mumgotcha (you must pronounce that rapidly), to cover shipment costs to the U.S. At this point I am about $490 shy. I intend to do a post about it after I get the money together.
Oh, and if anyone is interested, I have the address of where you can purchase Nigerian Lottery tickets. Just ask.