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Dizzying Intellect » 2003» May

life from death

out of death, three lives

cory olesch, the young man on the operating table, had died from a brain tumor just the day before. now, five others were about to get a second chance at life.

weeks later, after their transplants were completed, the final balance would be known: two would die, and three would live.

this is a fascinating article from the strib, about organ donation. i thought i knew a lot about it, but this story’s incredibly in-depth and detailed, and shows how much i didn’t know. check it out.

toe up from the floe up

we had a major windstorm here a few days ago, and my neighbor had a massive branch mostly-off her biggest tree. she’s my neighbor-across-the-alley, and i’ve actually never met her. she’s quite elderly and doesn’t get out much. but when i was traveling out of town on business regularly, someone always snowblowed (snowblew?) my driveway and kept an eye on the place, so i decided i was going to get that branch down. it’d been hanging there for a few days, and i was worried that someone would think the house was empty and break in. always expect the worst of people, y’know.

so we get back from the park, i take the groceries inside the fence, and i go to get that branch. it’s a lot bigger close up. maybe 20 feet long, crazily convoluted, and a foot in diameter at the top. 100 pounds, i guess; i’m not very good at judging weight. so i’m pulling and twisting on this thing. jumping in the air and trying to pull it down with my own weight. looking like a major dumbass. and thinking, what would my dad do? um. go ring the doorbell and make sure she knows it’s down and tell her to call someone, genius. but then my snowblower neighbor drives by with his wife. i coerce him into getting out and helping me. telling him that he’s my “secondary dad” probably annoyed him, but it amused his wife. fifteen minutes later, we’re both jumping-on and twisting this stupid branch, which was originally held on by a strip of bark the size of my hand, and is now hanging by a postage-stamp-sized strip and sheer bad temper.

so we finally get it down, laughing that this poor woman is probably inside calling the police, and drag it over to my driveway. poor secondary dad and his wife drive off to wherever they were going when i so rudely stopped them, like the airhead i am. and i get out the chainsaw.

i am fucking exhausted. i hurt in places i didn’t know i had muscles. and my ice cream isn’t re-frozen from sitting outside waiting for me to finish my tree-attacking spree. who would have thought that such a tiny, stupid good deed could be so tiring?!

list of bests

quick, go do the lists of bests!

it’s fun. just pick all the books you’ve read, music you have, and flicks you’ve seen. i have no idea what the point of all this is, but i’m doing the books, and it’s bringing back a ton of good memories.

(found via michele. duh.)

predictable gay people

chamberlain opens up about being gay

ohfercryinoutloud. i mean, he’s finally comfortable with it. good for him. but… duh!! now if it’d been wilt, maybe it’d be newsworthy…

day-um!

check out this spam i got this morning! now that takes some serious cojones! i’ve never had anyone spam me to try for an atm pin number before. much less professing to be a legitimate company. i’m floored.

(click to see clearly)

*pant pant*

*giddy thirteen-year-old girl shriek!*

duran duran’s touring. i think i need to go take a cold shower. god knows why. they’re all like fifty. and i’m sure they won’t get within 1000 miles of here. just the same, since i have the fancy hand-held showerhead now…

(news via anniversary girl robyn)

watch out for bees

yep. it’s a winnie the pooh vibrator. twenty-eight bucks. i have nothing of use to add.

insert your own hunny jokes here.

half-white bathroom!

can i getta hell yeah? can i getta o hell yeah?!

next stop: white primer and paint. (and bleaching the floor. ick.)

*yak!*

i had the greatest interview this morning, for a job that i reallyreallyreallyreally want. i’m trying so hard not to get my hopes up, but i just found out that i’m the only one under consideration for the position. and they want to fly me in to meet everyone on tuesday.

i think i’m going to throw up.

i know job karma doesn’t work, probably because there’s just not enough to go around, but, um, sacrifice a goat for me or something, huh?

another happy sappy dog story! :)

canine veteran ‘fluffy’ coming to america

nice. :)

man, i love happy endings. when the troops became attached to this kurdish pooch, he was fed and cared for, and then trained to guard the 12-man team. this allowed the fuzzy war veteran to be technically classified as “us military surplus” and brought back, instead of left behind and destroyed. but he’ll have to be retired and adopted out, since the military can’t use him here. his trainer is already first on the list to give him a new home. yay!

(go read fluffy’s whole story and about other brave war dogs, at the united states war dogs association web site)