Bob, we have a Bass Pro in town. One of the guys just had a grandson and bought him a complete fly fishing outfit sized for about an eight year old. Planning ahead, I guess.
Glad to hear Josef Mikel is doing well and has that nice head of hair. My kids were both like billiard balls until they were about one. My sympathy to Joe's daughter after 28 hours of labor. After what I just went through, I have an idea of how she felt.
Sandy, thanks. This has cleared up so fast that I can't believe that the combination of my bacterial prostatitis and the trauma from being hit by the baseball didn't combine to cause this clot. I've never seen the situation turn so fast unless it's the result of a healing injury. I think the Cipro cleared up the infection and time stopped the hematoma bleeding. I haven't had another urine culture, of course, but it's now as clear as water. Takes a big load off my mind and it's nice to actually feel normal again. Puts other minor problems in perspective.
Jeffrey, the picture in my mind of you getting an ether induced haircut gave me a good laugh.
Rex, we've had no rain to speak of here in about the past five days and it's been dang hot plus only going down into the high 70's at night. We usually get a good fog at night after a rain and I know you guys get even more since you're close to the river. Does make it a bit sticky at times.
I may have already told this story but the department installed three point NASCAR style seat restraints in our cars after it became almost impossible to use regular seat belts because of all the junk we carried on our duty belt. One night, about 0300, I was responding to burglary report way up in the north part of our county. I was the only deputy in the north area that night. I was crusing up 101 at about 75 and this guy in Mustang 5.0 blows past me at about 90. I was driving a marked unit with the reflective markings, light bar, and the whole shebang, so I don't know how he couldn't tell I was a cop. Well, that's what we call CofC (Contempt of Cop) and I was going to get this guy. I was driving a 1996 Chevy Caprice 9CI, which was about the fastest police car ever outside of a Mustang 5.0. Our helicopter was down but the 9CI was only about 5 mph slower than the 5.0 (145 mph vs 150 mph) and he didn't have a big lead on me. I had my car cranked up to 110 (no traffic at all on the freeway) and he was still pulling away from me. Now I was getting p*ssed so I got it up to just about 120. We started to get a light drizzle but did that stop me? Heck no! I hit one little depression in the road that had probably an inch of water. If you want to know the effects of hydroplaning, just ask me. I completely lost control of the car and ended up in the center divider with car wrapped completely around a light pole. I have no idea how that pole kept standing. I was covered in blood but in pain so I knew I wasn't dead yet. Luckily, the radio still worked so I could call dispatch for help. It took them 45 minutes to get me out using three Hurst tools and a tow truck. Turns out all the blood was from one head cut that took a few stiches to close and, except for feeling like I had been beaten with a club, I had no other serious injuries. If it hadn't been for that three point harness and air bags, there's no doubt in my mind I would have died that night. The car had a little less than 2,000 miles on it. The sheriff was a little bit unhappy with me when he saw me at the hospital.
I learned two things that night. Don't let your emotions overrule your judgement and seat belts really will save your life. Oh, yeah, turned out this guy was driving a specially modified Shelby 5.0. The CHP helicopter clocked him at 165 MPH before they finally got him spiked about 50 miles up in the next county. I never had a chance to catch him no matter how fast I went. Young and dumb.
Chris, good to hear you're at least bringing in some dough on your side job. I'll be happy with the Sunday theme since I'm not quite ready for a marathon yet. I'll leave all the hard work to Jeffrey.
TD3 has indeed turned into Tropical Storm Bob. Way too far out to have any idea what he will really do but those of us Florida and the Southeast need to keep alert over the next week. The latest computer models want to bring him up to a Cat 2 by Thursday and have him plow right into the Virgin Islands.
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Might have to squirt her a time or two to keep he movin!!
