Friday, October 26, 2012

Internet Humor, Mammogram Jokes

At least one of these date back to the last 90s.  Some laughs about getting squished.

My First Mammogram

After a lengthy battle with my nerves after hearing horror stories from my friends, I actually kept my mammogram appointment. I had never had one, and at 35 everyone was saying I just had to do it, so I went.
I was met with, "Hi! I'm Belinda!" This perky clipboard carrier smiled from ear to ear, tilted her head to one side and crooned, "All I need you to do is step into this room right here, strip to the waist, then slip on this gown. Everything clear?"
I'm thinking, "Belinda, try decaf. This ain't rocket science."
But before I could say a word, Belinda skipped away to prepare the torture chamber. With the right side finished, Belinda flipped me (literally) to the left and said, "Hmmmm. Can you stand on your tippy toes and lean in a tad so we can get everything?"
"Fine," I answered. I was freezing, bruised, and out of air, so why not use the remaining circulation in my legs and neck and finish me off? My body was in a holding pattern that defied gravity (with my other boob wedged between those two 4 inch pieces of square glass) when we heard, then felt, a zap! -- complete darkness and the power went off!
"Oh, maintenance is working. Bet they hit a snag." Belinda headed for the door.
"Excuse me! You're not leaving me in this vise alone are you?" I shouted.
Belinda kept going and said, "Oh, don't be silly," the perky bimbo practically sang. "The door's wide open so you'll have the emergency hall lights. I'll be right back."
Before I could shout "NOOOO!" she disappeared. And that's exactly how Bubba and Earl, maintenance men extraordinaire, found me, half-naked and part of me dangling from the Jaws of Life and the other part smashed between glass!
After exchanging polite "Hi, how's it going" type greetings, Bubba (or possibly Earl) asked, to my utter disbelief, if I knew the power was off.
Trying to disguise my hysteria, I replied with as much calm as possible "Uh, yes, yes I did thanks."
"You bet, take care" Bubba replied and waved goodbye as though I'd been standing in the line at the grocery store.
Two hours later, Belinda breezes in wearing a sheepish grin and, making no attempt to suppress her amusement, she said, "Oh I am sooo sorry!" The power came back on and I totally forgot about you! And silly me, I went to lunch. Are we upset?"
And that, Your Honor, is exactly how her head ended up between the clamps....


The first mammogram is always the worst. Especially when the machine catches on fire. That's what happened to me. The technician, Gail, positioned me exactly as she wanted me (think a really complicated game of Twister -- right hand on the blue, left shoulder on the yellow, right breast as far away as humanly possible from the rest of your body). Then she clamped the machine down so tight, I think my breast actually turned inside out. I'm pretty sure Victoria's secret doesn't have a bra for that.
Suddenly, there was a loud popping noise. I looked down at my right breast to make sure it hadn't exploded. Nope, it was still flat as a pancake and still attached to my body. "Oh no!" Gail said loudly. These are, perhaps, the words you least want to hear from any health professional. Suddenly, she came flying past me, her lab coat whipping behind her, on her way out the door. She yelled over her shoulder, "The machine's on fire, I'm going to get help!"
Okay, I was wrong, "The machine's on fire," are the worst words you can hear from a health professional. Especially if you're all alone and semi-permanently attached to A MACHINE and don't know if it's THE MACHINE in question.
I struggled for a few seconds trying to get free, but even Houdini couldn't have escaped. I decided to go to plan B: yelling at the top of my lung (the one that was still working). I hadn't seen anything on fire, so my panic hadn't quite reached epic proportions. But then I started to smell smoke coming from behind the partition. This is ridiculous, I thought. I can't die like this. What would they put in my obituary? Cause of death: Breast entrapment? I may have inhaled some fumes because I started to hallucinate. An imaginary fireman rushed in with a fire hose and a hatchet.
"Howdy ma'am," he said. "What happened here?" he asked, averting his eyes. "My breasts were too hot for the machine," I quipped, as my imaginary fireman ran out of the room again. "This is gonna take the Jaws of Life!" In reality, Gail returned with a fire extinguisher and put out the fire. She gave me a big smile and released me from the machine, "Sorry! That's the first time that's ever happened. Why don't you take a few minutes to relax before we finish up?"
I think that's what she said. I was running across the parking lot in my backless paper gown at the time. After I relax for a few years, I figure I might go back. But I'm to bring my own firefighter.

Saturday, October 20, 2012

The CW's new Beauty and the Beast, my thoughts...

Last night I wandered over to comcast to log into my email account just to check the spam folder.  I had a few emails out but had gotten far less responses than I had expected.  I didn't know if anything got trapped in the spam folder or not.  So I chekced my spam folder; while on comcast I glanced at their featured headlines.  The name Beauty and the Beast caught my eye.  I looked at it again to see what it was, and found it to be a new show staring Kristin Kreuk.  I clicked through the link and spent the next hour watching the show.

I'm sure people won't be happy to hear this but I find Kristin Kreuk a mediocre actress at best.  I don't buy her as a "tough as nails" cop.  Her fight scene on the subway platform was barely believable.  Not to mention her decision to meet on a subway platform to exchange and talk about evidence is beyond stupid!  Kristin Kreuk comes across as someone that's more of window dressing for the what looks to be the real star of the show, the Beast, Jay Ryan.  Before I got any further, I need to point something out (because I can hear the rabid fans yelling "why are you watching it then?"), I tuned it to see if it was a remake of the late '80s tv show staring the far more talented Linda Hamilton and Ron Pearlman. 

This update is a poor man's comic book for the small screen.  The "beast" is a result of a military experiment to create some sort of super soldier.  Where have I seen that before?  Oh yeah, Captain America, and last NCIS last season, the port to port killer storyline.  I'm sure there are others that have done that but those are the only two that come to mind right now. 

The pilot had so many plot stupidities that left me not just scratching my head but wondering what the writers were smoking when they thought them up.  Why in the world would the two women stand there in an empty parking lot letting two random strangers gun them down?  Then for Cat to make the same stupid move however many years later when she's supposedly this "tough as nails" NY detective.  Kristin Kreuk wouldn't last two seconds on Chicago's south side, much less on the streets of NY as a cop.  She's just not the cop type.  Mariska Hagrity is far better at playing a tough as nails cop, than Kristin Kreuk will ever be.  It's crap like this (CW as a whole) that make me glad there are actual good shows on tv, like NCIS, NCIS LA, Burn Notice, White Collar, Psych, Hawaii Five-0, Covert Affairs, and the old shows that I still love and watch like the A-Team. 

Wednesday, July 18, 2012

Fun Popcorn

I know it's been ages since I updated, and probably will take me as long before I do it again.  shush!  ;-P

Anyway, a couple weeks ago my friends went out of town and asked me to watch their place, bring the mail in, etc.  I said yes (as always) and took care of things while they were gone.  Well they always give me something as a thank you for being such a good friend and watching their house.  This time it was popcorn on the cob, odd but cool.  It was so funny when they gave it to me too, because I went over there last Wednesday to have him look at my laptop, I couldn't get the top cover off to look inside to fix my monitor, so I asked if he'd take a look at it.  So while we were all sitting behind the table on their deck, she excitedly had me open my gift.  I knew there was a reason she was so eager to have me open it, so I went into the house and brought it out. 

It was a vacuum packed popcorn on the cob.  When she was telling me how cool it was and thought I'd like it, I said "Let me guess, you got one too".  She laughed and said yes.  Now I knew why she was so eager for me to make it first, she wanted me to be the guinea pig.  lol   Well I went home with a CRT and my laptop, after a couple hours, along with the popcorn on a cob, and showed it to my mom.  Of course miss addicted to popcorn wanted me to make it that night.  So I did.  I did it according to directions, but since we're still getting used to the new microwave, I made the mistake of taking it out at 2 minutes, which caused half of them to burn.  :(  Oh well, what didn't burn was still good.  I would definitely get that for a friend as a fun little gift. 

A few pictures, sorry about the quality, I couldn't find my digital camera so I had to use my cell phone.


This bag came with the cob, I thought it was just instructions, until I opened it up.

Toss cob in bag

cob and all.  I know, mostly burnt but still a fun thing to do.  If I ever do this again, I might not use a bag, but instead a bowl, so I can watch them pop.  :) 

Tuesday, January 10, 2012

Can you help?

could you guys help my friend out? She's been entrusted to take care of a newborn and a little boy, brother and sister. She set up a fund raiser to help get her and her husband to NJ to pick up the kids and help them out with anything else that might come up in the short term. If you could spread the word about this too, that would be great. I'm going to blog about it later