Someone just posted this thought over on the Reaper forum, and I felt it necessary to share it with you...
With the rise of self-driving vehicles, it's only a matter of time until someone writes a country song about the guy's truck leaving him...
So, late Saturday night into Sunday, I experienced one of the worst migraines I've had in over twenty years. The agonizing pain sucked, but the free acid trip was pretty cool...
Normally, I only get between 1-3 of them a year, and when I do it's not too bad, relatively speaking - it's just the headache without any of the other symptoms. It lasts about eighteen hours, and then for the next twelve hours or so my brain is a bit off (me no speekee Engrish) and my head is in a fishbowl.
This time, I got the full Jimi Hendrix experience - flashing lights, auras, auditory hallucinations and even a few brief moments of synesthesia... I can remember that seeing the color orange left the taste of blueberries in my mouth. The migraine thankfully subsided early Sunday evening and I managed to get about seven and a half hours of sleep last night. I was surprisingly non-brain-fried this morning, although my concentration was a bit sketchy for awhile, my brain insisted on auto-correcting the word "migraine" into "microwave", and it took about five minutes of argument with myself at lunch before my brain agreed to recognize my cheese sandwich as a food item. I had to bribe it with a chocolate bar and mini donuts first.
Odd you associated orange with blueberries.
Also, well done with the storytelling. It paints an excellent picture in my mind. Was this a fully internal debate with yourself or was there an external component others could see? Like one hand raising the sandwich and the other pushing it away? Ok, that last one was meant to be funny not offensive. I actually found it fascinating. I've never heard anyone talk about a migraine and the after effect in such a way.
Never had the hallu-migraines myself. Mine just make me vomit due to the intense pain around my neck and back of the skull... I used to get them a couple of times in year too, but then at some point they just stopped. I suspect that getting rid of the old job and finding one that didn’t involve 24/7 stress was a big help...
To the game! We had a game night, with no actual playing last weekend. Remade all the characters to 5e.
We now have a Monster Slayer Ranger Dwarf, Open Hand Monk Half-Orc, Circle of Dreams Druid Half-Elf, Life Domain Cleric Dwarf, Lore Bard Half-Elf, and Eldritch Knight Fighter Half-Giant.
Used the Goliath for Half-Giant, but switched the goliath’s stone endurance into fire resistance.
you know, I've been thinking about a cool okay maybe an interesting way to do a D&D movie : You have it be a standard sword and sorcery movie right up tell the credits start to roll and then you reveal a group around a table talking about meeting again.
Apparently, our house has developed a taste for old ladies.
Yesterday, Mom fell off the porch into a planter. Just bruises, thank God, but she’s just getting over a fall in April where she cracked a backbone.
And just minutes ago, we had 911 cart off her best friend who had tripped on a sprinkler head just off of our front walkway. Possible broken arm, definite laceration over the eye due to her glasses getting broken. Don’t know if any glass got to her eye itself, yet. And this is her second spill in that area- 2 years ago, she lost her footing stepping on a chestnut from the tree there, breaking her arm.
She’s a friend of 25+ years, and has been living with his since her apartment lease ran out just as her contract job duration expired a couple months ago. She’s been looking for work, and had been on a new job involving helping people transfer benefits packages between employers about a week when she quit the day before the accident.
We ain’t mad about that at all.
She was familiar with the job to be done, having done similar work before. She left this job because of the shockingly bad training they received and how her fellow new hires were routinely cutting corners. Think...being a sailor and watching someone drilling holes in the hull to ”let water out” level of scary incompetence. What they’re doing- and not doing- is going to bite people in the ass 5+ years down the road, HARD. She couldn’t be a part of that.
She has a brother, a sister, and three kids. Generally speaking, I can’t say I’m impressed with any of them. They have their own issues, but sometimes, they do things to her that simply boggle my mind. Don’t get me wrong, its not all bad. Occasionally, they do come through for her. But even when they do, there’s often a little asterisk...