Russell & Kimmy

RRMC has a very comfy ICU waiting room with free Wi-Fi.  Four green recliners stand ready like soiled doves; their only purpose is to embrace and comfort.  I wonder how many people have fallen for their false comfort while waiting.  How many people have stained these seats with their worry and sodas?  How many people have sat here and waited and waited?  I hate waiting, I am a do-er not a waiter; I hate sitting here with nothing to do.  I hate waiting in hospitals with their cold sterile air and funny smells.  I hate feeling useless.  Useless and listless I sit in my green recliner toasting the New Year with a strong dose of worry; not being able to change anything and not able to do anything except worry.

A year shouldn’t die like this; a year shouldn’t start like this.

We just got back from seeing the Trans-Siberian Orchestra. In a word it was awsome. Wizards of Winter started off the venue with a perfect explosion of light and sound. It was followed a few songs later by Christmas Eve/ Sarajevo 12/24 which was as inspiring and as hopeful as Christmas Eve 1914. They finished out their Christmas Songs and began to slide comfortably from Christmas Rock to Classical Rock; and I mean old school Classical like Beethoven. There is just something awsome about Beethoven’s Fifth being played while propane explodes in perfect unision with the notes.  The singers were talanted and that one girl could belt out a perfect high pitch note.
If you are a classical music geek/band nerd you will love this concert; if you don’t something is seriously wrong with you.

Wow so it appears that Tom “The Hammer” Delay (who hates America and eats babies) has decided to join the 21st century and write a blog.  He is still an ass (what a really bad pun) but you have to admire the man’s tenacity.  Like the pit bull that won’t let go till you shoot it; the man will not leave the limelight. Not even gerrymandering, questionable campaign contributions, Jack Abramoff, the law, or Ronnie Earl can drag the man down.  I keep hoping that Houston traffic will kill him but as of yet there has been no such luck; probably should hire the Kremlin. 

But what really irritates me the most about The Hammer is that smug self-assured attitude that he is right.  He honestly believes that there is a liberal leftist conspiracy to destroy America and (using devil science) transform us all into pinko liberal commies.   To bad the Republican party is doing a great job on setting up our great country to implode like Rome. 

I do grudgingly admire the man though, even though he hates America and eats babies.  It takes a lot of talent to get your hands that dirty (and hate America and eat babies) and still come out on top. 

Life has been treating me well.  I wrote my first SQL statement which has made me very happy.  Even more importantly it worked, unlike my can opener which impedes my incredibly hot trophy wife’s ability to make taco soup, which makes me happier.  I am getting comfortable with writing Genesys strategies; it is also fun to threaten people with more calls.  Even Daddy Anderson is doing better, the scoped out his lungs yesterday, and as soon as a room opens up he gets moved out of the ICU.   BTW the Round Rock Medical Center is a nice, high tech place to be sick; even though the food isn’t that great.  The only downside to the week is the gift I wanted to get my incredibly hot trophy wife won’t be available till late January.  So it looks like I will be doing some last minute shopping.

Even with the last minute shopping the week is going to end on a high note.  Daddy Anderson may be out of the hospital by the end of the week, some friends I want to see are coming to visit, and even more acoustically (and on many notes) I get to go see Trans-Siberian Orchestra Friday night at the Erwin Center.  Move over UT Basketball, something more important is coming to the Erwin Center.  And in case your mind is pondering the deep and epic question of what my favorite song is, it is  Wizards in Winter which was immortalized by that one house and that beer commercial.

Kimmy and I have had a very long week.  Daddy Anderson is in the ICU with a lung infection and between work and the hospital we are slowly being worn down.  I would like to take this time to remind everyone to visit your doctor on a regular basis because lung infections and hospitals really aren’t that pleasant.  I have a theory that medicine is unpleasant on purpose.  A side effect of the recent week is I have spent a lot of time in the car; mainly idling in traffic and listening to the radio.
Too bad most radio adds suck; and not in a good way like a vaccum.  The one that really annoys me is the Tivo add with the caroling Joneses.  In fact that add has forever dammed Tivo in my mind; in an instant they stomp on the spirit of Christmas and give me irritable bowel syndrome.  So I will never buy a Tivo.

In happier news, work is going well and Daddy Anderson is slowly getting better.  Once he gets all the crap out of his lungs and can breathe easier he gets to go home.  Hopefully he will be out of the hospital before the end of next week.  It will make Christmas a little more special having him there; too bad I don’t get paid for it.  And even though work isn’t paying me I am actually having fun.  Let me rephrase that, when I get to do what I want work is fun.  The fun part is playing with Genesys and learning how the strategies work.  Today I copied and commented the phoo out of strategy 2600.  Tomorrow I finish a database dip the strategy does and then chase it through the various route points to see how it passes data and where it ends up.  Most people would think that this is boring and I think that most people are moronic Luddites.  There is something satisfying about seeing a completed strategy sitting on the screen waiting to be loaded into a route point.  It’s errily similar to a bottle of really good whiskey waiting to get me loaded; both leave me warm, content and fuzzy on the inside.