Or the sword as it were.
"Land for Peace"
Posted on 08/05/2012 4:43:59 PM PDT by ConservativeStatement
"Unexpected Swallowing of a Knife" -- that's a grabbier title than most ones you see in medical journals.
The short item, a clinical image in this week's New England Journal of Medicine, explains that a 30-year-old woman with a history of bulimia had been bragging to friends that she no longer had a gag reflex. She put the knife into her mouth and then laughed -- at which point she swallowed the knife.
(Excerpt) Read more at sun-sentinel.com ...
Wait, what?
It's the blues. You sit on a stool and strum a guitar, and talk into a microphone.
What musical score do you need for that?
By the way, I like this one better: (I always picture driving through Tennessee when I'm reading this.)
I’ve got the "I can’t Be the Town Drunk Anymore ‘Cause I Got Run Outta Town" Blues!
I was cruisin’ my pick-up,
Goin’ up hill and down.
My tank was on empty,
I looked for a town.
In the fog on the mountain,
I was driving real slow,
Saw a neat little valley,
With a town down below.
So I drifted on down there,
On the fumes in my tank,
Looked around for a station,
All I saw was a bank.
Last time it was open,
LBJ ruled the day.
There was no gas to purchase,
And no way I could pay.
I got the I can’t Be the Town Drunk Anymore ‘Cause I Got Run Outta Town Blues!
Ain’t nobody gonna give me nothin’ but the tips of their shoes!
As they kick and they fight,
Til I’m clear outta sight,
They don’t want me takin’ up their time or their booze!
There I sat in my truck,
I was down at my heels,
I’d run clear out of luck,
Guess you know how that feels.
When a scruffy old feller,
Offered something to drink.
It was something so horrid,
It might kill me I think.
But I had to be friendly,
So I told the man fine,
Got a gallon of moonshine,
For a buck twenty-nine.
I got the I can’t Be the Town Drunk Anymore ‘Cause I Got Run Outta Town Blues!
Ain’t nobody gonna give me nothin’ but the tips of their shoes!
As they kick and they fight,
Til I’m clear outta sight,
They don’t want me takin’ up their time or their booze!
I knew I couldn’t drink it,
For it reeked and it stank,
So just to get shet of it,
I poured it into my tank.
Don’t know what I was thinkin’
Tried to start my old truck,
Well, she ran like a new pup!
Had a change in my luck.
Bought some more of that homebrew,
For a price I can’t beat,
Keeps me rolling much better,
Than the gas on your street!
I got the I can’t Be the Town Drunk Anymore ‘Cause I Got Run Outta Town Blues!
Ain’t nobody gonna give me nothin’ but the tips of their shoes!
As they kick and they fight,
Til I’m clear outta sight,
They don’t want me takin’ up their time or their booze!
I went back pretty often,
Bought up most of their stuff,
They thought me a drunkard,
Who just can’t get enough.
I kept up the pretense,
Who gets gas for that price?
They called me the town drunk,
I just thought it was nice!
Then one day I got busted,
They discovered my game,
For some reason they’re angry,
Now it can’t be the same.
I got the I can’t Be the Town Drunk Anymore ‘Cause I Got Run Outta Town Blues!
Ain’t nobody gonna give me nothin’ but the tips of their shoes!
As they kick and they fight,
Til I’m clear outta sight,
They don’t want me takin’ up their time or their booze!
NicknamedBob. . . . September 27, 2005
OH, excellent! My Chick-Fil-A hoodie came yesterday, and I was really happy I could support them, even though we have no restaurants here.
Vietnamese food smells very good, but I’m always leery of the hot spices they use. Like Latino food, only moreso. Years ago, I read in some history book about Latin/tropical countries that used lots of peppers and other hot spices because it helps to rid the body of parasites. I can understand that completely.
Of course, these days, with food and technology the way they are, parasites are almost unheard of...except in Third World countries.
Good for Tom! I will keep him in my prayers so that he passes with flying colors. I bet he would make a VERY good EMT!
In other news...
It looks as though I’m going to be a great-gramma in early April. Lablady just sent me a text to tell me her youngest son and his girlfriend are expecting.
I was saddened to learn my oldest grandson and his wife can have no children, but perhaps after this news, they may think of adopting.
Tom will do just fine in the course. He’s taken First Aid in the Boy Scouts, but their course doesn’t give a Red Cross certification. He plans to apply to be a lifeguard and water-skills instructor at Boy Scout camp next summer. I’m imagining six or eight weeks without Tom, and it looks like ... a quieter and more roomy house! Tom is a great person, but he takes up a lot of physical and emotional space ;-).
I think the Vietnamese had made ordinary American food, because Vietnamese food for Mexicans probably wouldn’t have worked out. They had their trays covered because it was raining, but I smelled meat! I bought fruit salad, and they can keep the Tupperware dish or give it to one of the Mexican families to carry home leftovers. Brother Augusto said he would get us a copy of their songbook with chord markings so Pat can learn to accompany them on ukulele when we’re there. They were impressed with his Jake Shimabukuru piece.
Congratulations on impending great-grandmother-hood. Jason-the-spook has broken up with Anoreth, so I’ll just have to keep having my own children.
Nothing is as good as having grandchildren. You can love them, cuddle them, sleep with them and play with them, but when they are fussy or stinky, you can give them back to mom or dad. I love it!
I just don’t understand why grandkids weren’t born first; then we wouldn’t have to go through all those growing pains!
When I come to visit, I will expect to hear a lot of Pat’s ukulele expertise!
Very creative! However, BB King could come up w/a melody....
I’ve had Vietnamese food twice and it was absolutely delicious both times!
I love Vietnamese food, but I’m allergic to the fish sauce they use, so I have to choose dishes without it.
It’s only 112.5 on the North side porch. Meh. Dew point 54, so it’s a bit sticky. But we have Baseball in a while, so it’s OK.
79 and very humid here. I think I’ll go give Pink Baby a bath.
That's what I arranged to do. Would you have expected anything less?
Or the sword as it were.
"Land for Peace"
I find it rather bland.
Give me Thai food any day!
I’ll let my son know she’s available...
Spoken like a true feline queen.
How are all the Tax-chicklets today?
I found a standard poodle at the local shelter, but I have a problem getting there. I could just see him trying to navigate this tiny apartment...
I actually put in the request in May. Hard times, I guess.
You must be one of those who uses cayenne pepper as a chaser for ice cream. I only use it when my ulcer bothers me.
We’re all pretty good. Kathleen had a bowl of mush this morning, followed by a long nap. Bill’s at work. The byos are having a late lunch, except for Frank, who ate earlier and has gone to bed. Tom, Elen, and Sally went to the pool. DP is leaving shortly for a widget conference in D.C.
She lives in New Jersey. She’s never totalled a car, but her truck sort of totalled itself while she was driving it across the country last year ... just went to pieces in Iowa.
Chaser? No. Makes pretty good sprinkles though...
What in the world is a widget? Didn’t Laurel and Hardy use those in the “March of the Toy Soldiers,” or some such B&W movie from the ‘30’s?
Lablady and I were going to Brunch this AM (I’m sure it would have included Mimosas!) but she isn’t feeling well. Seems her step-daughter brought home the Puneys last week. Being a mom, I told her not to go to work tomorrow.
In the last week, I’ve been off the BP meds and have begun altering my diet and I can see absolutely no change in the numbers, and I need to point that out on Tuesday when I see the doc.
I suspect by this time next week, I will begin to see improvement in the numbers, just because things take time. No magical cure. Wish me luck!
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