when i first awake, i’m a zombie. i have no concept of time or space for an hour. i’m always stepping in it. Here’s my solution for you cat owners:
having cats means having furballs (hairballs) hocked up in random places (usually anywhere i step in my bare feet). if not the furball, then the sound of the attempt to hack one up. a vet swore by “greenies” hairball treats (tuna-flavored w/vitamins), so i gave it a try. after around one week, the furball hacking began stopping. a few days later, neither kitty did the furball song n’ dance anymore. i now give them once a night to both cats to keep their systems operating smoothly. one small handful for both cats. for a year now, no furballs on the floor or verbal attempts. click the image below to go to amazon, if you’re interested…also check walmart’s site to see if they’re offering a lower price.
i find all the ways and needs of communicating interesting. especially being a somewhat social person. no matter the cause, i still have to communicate. i had to call my bank on something urgent that couldn’t wait on an email, for example.
words to live by: never whisper something to a bank teller. they get really concerned…
because of my first case of laryngitis, i haven’t spoken to the kitties in 3 days now. they know something is wrong with me, so they’ve stayed by my side all day/night, but haven’t bothered me like they always do. they did get fidgety when it was close to treat time 🙂
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52 and have never had laryngitis. had one rough talking night during my dress rehearsal the night before opening of our high school’s musical “my fair lady”. i played professor henry higgins. my voice was back to normal the next morning. the late, great, randy bryant, directed it at seventy-first high school in fayetteville, nc (71st)
apparently, the only real and sure cure for it is zero use of your vocal chords. not even whispering. stfu, is all everyone says works.
but i constantly catch myself saying some nonsense to one or both, quite often. i think they think something’s up because i haven’t been talking to them. i mean, isn’t oral communication just as important even though neither of us have any clue what the other one’s saying?
(note: it just dawned on me that they might just be enjoying the peace n’ quiet of me shutting up for once in my life.)
(next day note: now i’ve resorted to loud clapping and foot stomping to make them behave and follow all of my human rules. i hope nobody’s watching or they’d lock me away.)
(day 3 of laryngitis: no words spoken for 3 days. a few whispers. i think my cats have determined they have an upperhand, they just don’t get it yet.)
my college roommate placement card came in the mail, sometime in 1984. it had my new roommate’s name and contact info so we could discuss stuff.
his name on the card was “Bracey Frederick Fountain III” from nc. of course, that name exploded my curiosity.
(he went by “brock”, btw.)
he was a very cool guy. i was a shitty roommate. i was an only child and i didn’t get certain shit yet. i first tried (and fell in deep love with) mary jane. i was high 24/7. never went to a class. after a year, they (very politely) asked me to leave and not come back.
it’s difficult meeting new people for most. i’ll talk anyone. don’t give a fuk. but (very quickly) you tend to run out of things to talk about. this is because it’s hard to reminisce with someone you don’t know.
“hey man…remember that time a few seconds ago when i walked up and said i liked your shoes?”
whether you like it or not, the word “cunt” is in our vernacular. i’ve always listened to arguments against my using the word. (i don’t use it often…either for dark humor or as an actual name i’m calling someone like “kim davis”.
men don’t seem to care, but women flock to the battlefield on this one.
please comment below your opinion if it can be used, any caveats, etc.
i’ve never lost my voice before. i’m 52. for 2 days now, it’s only gone away about the first 4 hours and then slowly comes back to something barely negligible . i can whisper just fine.
my cats go bonkers when i get up each day. they want to love on me, have me love on them, run around, meow a lot, etc. they do bad things that i usually holler at them about…but not lately. i can only whisper at them. it sounds like we’re at a funeral and i’m politely asking them to get off the coffin.
gently whispering “get off the fucking counter you asshole!” does NOT have the same effect as with my real voice.