5 Degrees With A Chance Of Flurries

The Stoat-- DJ A.D.D. and I spent twenty minutes talking about it. No joke.

The Stoat-- DJ A.D.D. and I spent twenty minutes talking about it. No joke. It's like a small weasel on steroids drunk on its own power.

It right now is a balmy five degrees outside with 30 MPH winds and snowing fairly heavy. It’s been this way for about four days straight and it doesn’t seem like there’s any chance of it letting up any time soon. It’s this time of year where I basically don’t leave my house. I’m an admitted post-holiday shut in. My phantom illness didn’t help to motivate me to go anywhere over the last 48 hours. I’ve been better though since that night in the ER. I woke up yesterday sore, tired, and a little weak. Overall though I was no where as bad as the other night. Today I’m feeling absolutely fine (normal even), but I’m not pushing it too much.

Nevertheless, life goes on. I had DJ A.D.D. over last night. We basically spent 45 minutes recording “digitalflood Pirate Radio Volume 6 Episode 1” and another six hours messing around on the Internet, watching TV, going out to eat, and talking about the most random stuff you’d ever imagine (fifteenth minutes spent discussing the cost models and content delivery right to use licensing associated with variations in video subscriber models– I won’t even try to explain that in English, but it’s pretty nerdy stuff). We looked at God knows how many electronic musical instruments on the web and even watched the “Watchmen” DVD to cap the evening on a high note. Having said that, the episode came out very good. I’m going to work on post-production over the course of today and it should be out by tomorrow night (1/4/10) barring any unforeseen issues.

I was asked a whole bunch of times what my New Year’s Resolution for this year is and I’m going to divert to my story I put about this on Facebook so you can get a feeling of where I’m coming from this year:

I was randomly asked what my New Years Resolution was because that’s the kind of thing that happens this time of year. I responded without hesitation “To not smoke rock” and they replied “But you don’t smoke rock”. I then replied “Well then 2010 is success story for me already, now isn’t it?

As I pointed out to DJ A.D.D. just before recording this week’s Pirate Radio; any year where you start it in an ER is great year because it can only go uphill from there. And that my friends is how I predict 2010 to be. A year of onward and upward success.

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I <3 the ER... or not

Mystery Valley in Monument Valley Navajo Tribal Park, Arizona.

Artwork as mysterious as my illness-- Mystery Valley in Monument Valley Navajo Tribal Park, Arizona.

Last night I ended up in my local hospital’s emergency room. No, I’m not kidding– I spent an hour of New Year’s Day family dinner hanging out with brother in the ER.

It all started around 5 pm EST. I’d just finished dinner. My wife, youngest daughter, and I went over to Mom’s house to partake in my Mom’s annual New Year’s Day Polish style feast. Dinner was absolutely wonderful and I was having a great time. That’s when I all of sudden had trouble breathing. Shortly after that I went outside to get some air and then I started having trouble focusing. Dizziness then set in. I went back inside and sat down. I started feeling numb all over my body. I then went upstairs around 5:30 pm to lay down in my sister’s bed. I put my feet up, but things started getting worse. I felt “disconnected” from my body. Like I was standing behind myself looking through my head. I don’t know how else to describe. I then became very nauseous and threw up only a small amount though I’d eaten much more. Then diarrhea set in. At about 6 pm, my brother took me to ER after he offered to do so. He’s a cop and I asked him if he found me like this would he take me to the ER– when he answered yes I wasn’t going to argue. Off we went.

They checked my heart rate and it was a bit fast than normal (124 bpm) but not erratic. My blood pressure was a bit high (138/88) but not outrageous. They checked my eyes’ response to light and my ability to follow objects. They took blood and ran a battery of tests. My temperature was a perfect 98.8 degrees. I was determined to be 100% healthy by medical standards though clearly something had to be wrong. They gave me some Xanax at 6:30 pm and by 7 pm I felt fairly normal enough.

The doctor said it could have been some sort of virus or bacterial infection in my system. That my body probably experienced panic attack like symptoms because it couldn’t figure out what was going. The Xanax helped calm my brain’s auto-defenses down and let my immune system kick in. With that they discharged me at shortly after 7 pm and I went back to my Mom’s so my wife could drive me home.

My wife brought me back to our house. I changed into my PJs and dug out my drum machine. I watched the BET hip hop awards while drawing up some new beats in bed. I sipped about a liter of seltzer (the doctor said it may have been dehydration and to drink lots of clear liquids). I then fell asleep at around 10:00 pm.

I hadn’t been drinking any alcohol that whole day. I do not consume illegal narcotics at any time. The only thing I had that day was an Aleve in the morning and my acid reflux medicine. I had a grand total of five beers the night before on New Year’s Eve and had awoken that next morning with only a slight headache. Otherwise I felt great. I hadn’t done anything strenuous the whole day. I had no mental stress that whole day. I’m just not sure what to make of it.

I feel 100% normal today though maybe a bit tired and sore. Maybe it was some flu or bacterial infection. Maybe it was a Lyme’s Disease flair up (those are random like that). I don’t know– all I do know is it absolutely scared the crap out me.

It also screwed up me recording Pirate Radio as planned that night, but I guess that’s another story. I’ll have to give recording another shot tonight and see how it goes. Any night though where I don’t end up in the ER is a good one in my book. So ultimately that is my goal for tonight. To take it easy and not end up in the ER.

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Countdown to Go Live

Last night I began making final preparations for df.com v11 final to go live. I finished up some final security audits and permissions checks. I also ran some final performance checks. All passed flawlessly. I’ve checked over the pages for any final typos or lay out flaws– I found none. There are no open issues reports and we made some final changes to content:

With that we appear ready for final go live on 10/7/09 barring any further issues. Thank you to everyone who gave feedback and looked over the site for me. Six months of work is about to come full head and the fruits of my labor is arguably the best web site I’ve produced to date.

Now comes the hard (and fun) part– filling it with more Pirate Radio and art for you to enjoy, as well as, the uncanny articles you’ve come to love as filler in-between.

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Classic DF – 12/5/02

December 05, 2002: [•] Oh my God! A Stack Ups! double update! No wait! It’s a triple update! Holy crapola! Love me long time! [•] Everything looked pretty grim for me on Tuesday night. Looked like a major life change was going to happen for me. By Wednesday night I was in a hot tub and my life was back to normal. Well, not that I often find myself in a hot tub; but I think you know what I mean. Life, in general, was normal again. I spent Tuesday night into Wednesday afternoon taking care of Gette. That was pretty cool because normally I don’t see Gette that early in the week. She’s got a cold so she’s pretty sick. Poor kid. I tried to make her as comfortable as possible and to keep her fever down. There’s nothing worse than having to watch your child suffer and not being able to do anything. All the doctors will tell you is “keep fluids in her” so they’re worthless. She was drinking lots of juice and that’s a good thing. Hopefully she’ll be better soon. Wednesday afternoon I went shopping with my ex-wife and Gette. Mel had to do Christmas shopping for her house and I just kind of tagged along. I paid my bills via their respective mall outlets so I don’t get hit with late charges this month (image that). My debt consolidation is going well and from what I can tell I will be out of the hole (so to say) by Spring 2003. Nice. Hung out with V later that night. I was fatigued and stressed out so she opened up her hot tub. I chilled in there like a boiling lobster until I was nearly asleep. Then it was time to go home and go to bed. Now today I woke up and it’s really dark outside. It is apparently snowing like crazy across the entire Eastern US. I cannot tell as I have no windows so I’ll just take the TV’s word for it. We’re supposed to get around a foot of snow and that doesn’t bother me any. I only work down the street from where I live so I could walk home if I had to. Besides, there are worse jobs to have when it’s snowing outside. For example: This poor schmuck has to stand outside in the snow. He serves no purpose since all he can say is “Bob it sure is cold out here” or “Hey, it’s snowing and pretty nasty out from what I can see”. He literally gets paid to stand outside and look like he’s reporting something. What can he report??? NOTHING! It must suck to know that your job revolves around how well you stand outside in horrible weather and look good. I would just once love to hear the reporter say, “Well Bob, you’re sitting on your fat ass safe and sound in the studio while I’m out here about to die. But don’t worry I poisoned the cafeteria coffee machine and your all going to suffer a slow painful death too. Happy Holidays!”. Yeah, I’m evil, but I’m funny so it’s okay. [•] Post-Lunch Update: I went outside finally. It is snowing out. It sucks. The snow is getting mashed into ice by traffic thus making a nice slippery surface to conveniently collide with oncoming traffic with little to no effort. Extremely nice. Going home should be fun. I’d hate to be one of you who has to commute far. I feel your pain. I really do. Oh no, wait… I don’t. Sorry. I’m evil (I just remembered).

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Classic DF – 10/21/02

October 21, 2002: [•] New Stack Ups!; so go read it. [•] Last night, after work, I watched WWE No Mercy at Immy‘s. Rock, Mermaid, BrokenReality, Skyler, and Damiana all showed up. It was a good time and no one died (which is always good). The show itself mostly sucked ass until the Hell In The Cell Match between Brock and Undertaker. Brock handed the Undertaker his death in a bucket and I’m pretty sure that Undertaker will need a blood transfusion today. The man wasn’t just crimson masked, he was near comatose. Brock barely broke a sweat and and at this point I don’t think anyone can take him out in the WWE right now. Excellent match. I fear the writers are building to Brock versus Triple H at the next PPV. Normally, I would loathe any match that Triple H (a.k.a. I use my knees and hump the boss’s daughter so I get a 10 minute entrance a la Goldberg for no apparent reason). Last night HHH put everyone to sleep right before he used his knee and a (surprise) sledgehammer. I’m convinced that if you put HHH in the ring with the Bigshow they both couldn’t muster more than four different wrestling moves before they would be forced to punching each other repetitively for 15 minutes straight. Result: Stupid match (even Kane looked like he was going to fall asleep 90% of the time). Then again, most wrestlers know how to wrestle; a skill which both of Triple H sorely lacks. My hope: Brock will break HHH like the bitch he is. Funny moment of the night goes to Jericho who tried to lionsault onto Booker T only to have the second rope break under his weight. Some Teamsters are getting fired somewhere LOL. Jericho visibly twisted his ankle, but managed to work his way (through some improvisation on everyone’s part) to a third rope lionsault (a move that was banned by the WWE months ago thus making it all the more kick ass). Good match. Torrie Wilson and Dawn Marie were in nothing, but sports bras and micro hot pants. Mental note: Record on work’s TiVo then replay of that show and spit it out to DivX for future use 🙂 Rob Van Dam versus Ric Flair was good, but nevertheless I really didn’t watch it. Maybe I am just getting tired of Flair period. Retire my friend; it is time. Benoit and Angle are my new favorite tag team. In fact, for the past two years I’ve hated tag team matches in general (can you say completely confusing suck ass wrestling), but they are simply great together. I am really looking forward to their next match. Result: Very good. Trish Stratus needs to stop wrestling and simply start coming down to the ring naked. Problem solved. Immy theorizes that Brock versus Hogan II and Flair versus Triple H are the next main events this coming month. He’s usually right, but I’m going to venture a guess anyhow: Brock versus Triple H (unification match) and Kane versus Rick Flair as the second tier main event. I pick the winners as Kane and Triple H (even if he doesn’t deserve to be the “Brock breaker”, but God knows that’s what they’re going to do). Oh yeah: Tajiri versus Jamie Noble was good too; if not slightly forgettable. 🙂 [•] Tomorrow promises to be an “interesting” day: I’ve got to clean my apartment (ugh… I hate when the place gets dirty), go food shopping, get child support to my wife, get the separation arrangement drawn up with my attorney (yes… tomorrow I become officially single– stand back ladies), move a bed and a fridge over to Mel’s (more space rules!), get an oil change, deposit my paycheck, pay my bills, get the mail from my PO Box (hopefully none of you sent me anthrax AGAIN), and maybe hang out with someone (all work and no play… well that’s my life and it sucks). End of post. BEEP!

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