Sensitivity

Morning weigh-in: 177.5#, 12% BF

More Good News from the Medical Front: The infectious disease doctor says my blood tests are looking good. So things are moving along.

While I was there, I asked the doctor if what I had was in fact MRSA, the "superbug." He said no, I have MSSA (methicillin-sensitive Staphylococcus aureus) or ordinary Staph, so luck broke my way in at least that instance. Strangely enough, there was a big breakthrough the other day, the discovery of an MRSA-killing antibiotic. Looks like I won't be volunteering for any clinical trials...

Bad News on the Kitchen Front: I'm not sure if it was because my crock pot runs too hot on the higher setting (must get meat thermometer & find out), or if it was just because I forgot to add water, but the Bavarian Pot Roast got kind of dried out -- I even have burned stuff in the bottom of the pot. It still tasted good though, which is good because I have a lot left. I toss in a lot of extra stuff that's not in the original recipe (celery & carrots, potatoes etc), and the potatoes were golden-yellow inside, so I think they sucked up all the moisture from the sauerkraut.

After dinner I just hung out at home, played with the computer. Tonight is the Which Brew "thank you " party for investors, and tomorrow is the regular Mug Club annual party. I'm going to both of course, but -- sigh...

Dream Date

Morning weigh-in: 178.5#, 11.5% BF

Interesting dream last night: I was hanging out at a sort of cliff or escarpment, and I ran into this really cute girl. We got to talking, and I just happened to sing part of "Change the Locks" as sung by Lucinda Williams, and she said "Wow, I have two tickets to see Lucinda Williams, do you want to go?" Then the alarm went off, oh well -- but you know what I'll be humming in public places today...

The song that's really stuck in my head is from E-Rock's Christmas CD:

Guy: A monkey and a donkey,
Girl: Ya-Ya, poo-poo, tat-tat.
Guy: A donkey and a monkey,
Girl: What do you think of that?
Guy: They had a silly argument,
Girl: Ya-Ya, poo-poo, tat-tat.
Guy: Which one could run the speedier,
Girl: What do you think of that?

Over and over and over and over. You down with OCD, yeah you know me...

Chain Gang meeting last night at Which Brew. Pretty good dinner party, and a good if very abbreviated meeting. It was a little easier, in that context, to not drink than it was there the other night. Then again, I stuck around for only a minute afterward, to talk to my friends Jeff & Tracy, who just got married.

Today is an appointment with the infectious disease doctor; this is the second visit, of about six total if all goes well. I have the crock pot cooking away at home for afterward.

Good News On The Foot Front

Went to the doctor (surgeon) yesterday, he was very pleased by what he saw, though he didn't take the stitches out. Hopefully that'll be next Tuesday.

Meantime, never did cook the crock pot stuff. I prepared it last night, and the pot is sitting in the fridge ready to go but that'll be tomorrow -- tonight is the Chain Gang meeting, which will be at Which Brew.

Perl Diving: I tweaked that program some more, finally got it to where it works for erroneous cases as well. Right now it's a "demo," but I may revamp it for real-world use. Nice finger exercise...

A Little Experiment

Morning weigh-in: 179#, 9.5% BF

So dinner last night was pizza, which, in conjunction with the Quadrant's Cuban sandwich, managed to get my weight back up a few pounds. Tonight is the rest of the pizza of course, and I have some pork chops defrosting in the fridge, for Bavarian Crock Pot Pork Chops goodness tomorrow night. Wednesday night is the Chain Gang meeting at Which Brew, but the rest of the week will be crock pot leftovers.

I put together an "IV infrastructure" for work, so I wouldn't have to go home early just to get my antibiotic infusion. Basically, I got a soft-pack cooler, and put everything I need in there; actual meds go into an insulated bag inside the cooler, along with a cold pack (that's how they are shipped to me). I just took them out, time to let them warm up, things look like they're working according to plan, we'll see.

What happened to Fitzmas? I guess it was just wishful thinking...

An Early Weekend Update

Thought I'd better cover my ass here, since tomorrow may be a busy day, both for me and for the internet: there are persistent rumors that Rove got indicted last Friday. I'm not holding my breath, but if it happens or, did happen, I'm sure I, as well as many others, will have something to say... Furthermore, some analysts are saying that Fitzgerald's real target is Cheney, and he now has him in his sights -- it could be an interesting week. (I see that there's still little mention of the CIA-"Hookergate" connection, though that may also start to unravel pretty soon too. Like I said, could be an interesting week.)

So, I went out yesterday, some chores & errands but not as many as I would have liked to accomplish; instead I managed a "triple play" -- where I go to all three of the bona-fide cafes in Easton, something I haven't done in years. (It's been years since there were three bona fide cafes in Easton.) I went to Coffee Works for breakfast, then hit the Quadrant to buy coffee beans (really only "half a play" there), and later in the day I went to the Cosmic Cup on College Hill, first time there though it's been open more than a year.

Pretty nice place, more like a Starbucks setup (the color scheme is red though), or those coffee shops you see in bike stores, than the other places, especially the counter design -- it's definitely more espresso-oriented than the other two. While I was there, a jazz combo came in and started playing, and their first song was "All Blues." I'd been listening to Miles's Kind of Blue a lot lately, so it was kind of a neat synchronicity -- though I have a feeling these guys might have been playing that particular song because it was easy...

Went home, did some stuff, then went out to Which Brew for dinner. Kind of beat, not drinking is lame in a setting like that -- even hanging out with my friends wasn't all that fun. I ate, then went home even before the band started playing.

Linux Voyager, Perl Diving in Pleasant Waters: I overheard a conversation the other day at work, some people trying to write (rather, re-write) a program to do some specialized text manipulation. They sounded like they were killing themselves, trying to re-invent regular expressions in Visual Basic or whatever. It got me thinking "this would be a perfect job for perl," so last night I broke out my Learning Perl book -- I'd forgotten everything I ever knew -- and started experimenting. I was up half the night, then got right back into it this morning, but I have a working demo, a simple program that will do what they're trying to accomplish. Some bug fixes, and it's there.

Today I had lunch at the Quadrant, to make up for yesterday.