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Saturday, November 10, 2007

The Best Dern Blog Entry In The World

HAH! This is funny. So histerical its beyond belief. I'm empty handed. Not a clue what to write about. Well.., I have something, but want to save it for later. So while I am empty handed for the time being I want to shout out at my homeys what haunt this establishment.
HI DARLIN - HOPE YOU ARE FEELING BETTER.....
Howdy homeys! Wow. Now that I did that, what do I do? OH! I KNOW! Stand here and look cool! YEAH! I CAN DO THAT! I can do that real good! But since you didnt see it - there was no real magic in that now was it!? Not much anyway.
THINKING ABOUT YOU ALL THE TIME - AND HEY! I SEEN YOU SMILE! :-)
So - well - Yeah, I got nothin'. As you were. This accident is over, no rubbernecking to see the carnage, thank you very much.

Posted at 07:52 pm - Scribbled out by Daveman the Cool
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General Report

I went to the doctor's office because I felt I was about to pass out and couldn't breath. It was either that or go to the ER.., and I wanted to avoid that if I could. So the quack's office it was.

I AM THINKING ABOUT SOMEBODY SPECIAL - A WONDERFUL SPECIAL LADY

So they checked my pulse, listened to my breathing and told me nothing appears to be out of sorts. The prognoses was - that I was experiencing a reaction to the muscle relaxer I was on OR panic/anxiety attacks. I have them and have lived with them for years - but didn't feel like the attacks I was familiar with. bet ya didn't know that huh? Might have suspected it though eh? Fun stuff that. Not.

I AM THE HAPPIEST MAN IN THE WORLD RIGHT NOW - ABOUT SOMEONE

Anyway - the theory presented to me is that the muscle relaxer made my lungs FEEL as though I was not breathing well AND may have made me hyperventilate OR the feeling of not breathing right may have triggered an anxiety attack. Whatever. So they took me off the muscle relaxer and handed me some anti-anxiety medication WHICH I do not feel comfortable taking. Most of those things are addictive no matter what they tell you. I know this from experience and had taken myself off of them after I had a bad reaction and have not touched them till today

So I humor them and take the medicine to see if it will improve the situation. So far symptoms have eased up some, but not gone. I'll give it a day or two and see what happens. If it doesn't change - I'll see another doctor who actually knows what he is doing.

But even so - this afternoon has been a great day. .. wait..., its after midnight so technically YESTERDAY afternoon was a really great time for me. The best ever in a long long long long long - time. Yeah! Happier than any time I can recall. What happened? Life. Life happened. Life happened for me. While life can hand you some bad apples once in a while, this time it was good. Life happened and it is good. Yeah baby! Now dats what I am tawkin about!

I ENJOYED SOMETHING SPECIAL WITH A SPECIAL SOMEONE - YEAH, BABY

Okay I wanted to write more - but need to lay down. My upper spine is going numb. LOL - BUT I'm not complaining here, because the good I got outweighs the inconveniences I might otherwise face. So now, sandman land awaits and in my dreams, a paradise.
I AM DREAMING OF A SPECIAL SOMEONE - DAY AND NIGHT

Posted at 12:32 am - Scribbled out by Daveman the Cool
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Friday, November 09, 2007

And Another Crazy Daveman Day

Geesh. I just cant get a break. I'm resisting seeing the doc on this one - but still - its annoying as heck when you feel like you are about to pass out at any given moment. May have to see the doc if it gets any worse and I actually do pass out.
MISS KITTY - DIDN'T WANT TO WORRY YA, BUT WANTED YOU TO KNOW.
I took a walk thinking it would help clear my head, but no go. I sure didn't want to go lay down, but cheese-whiz, I guess I have to cave in and see if that helps. Cant focus on a GOOD Blog entry right now or when.
ALWAYS THINKING BOUT YA.
I'm just a tad worried they will stick my butt in the hospital if I go see a doc. Kind of like - intuition type thing. Yeah - its true my intuition sometimes lets me down.., and in the case of no hospital - I'd go see the doc. But I ain't gunna.

The hospital down here is like a 1970's era hospital. Let me clarify that. Its a NEW hospital with the look of a primitive 1970's hospitals and the care they give is about the same. If I was filthy rich, I'd just hire a private nurse and forget the horspital. Gyah.
HOPE YOUR DAY WAS A GREAT ONE.
Anywho - if I drop off the face of the earth - you can figure they either slapped me in the hospital or I freaking croaked - the latter would greatly simplify things. Don't mind me - I'm talking out of my head. But then - its much better for me to talk out of my head than from out of my butt..., which would really be ..,. hey! Now there's a marketing concept! Talking Butts.

Posted at 01:03 pm - Scribbled out by Daveman the Cool
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The Day Planet Earth Stood Still - Sort of

Wow. I was going to write something really great here. You would have been so amazed and astonished you would have called all your friends and family to come and read it for themselves. It would have been along the ranks of the entire would coming to a stand still in awe. For one moment in time the world would have known peace before they went back to waring and bickering.

GOOD MORNING MISS KITTY - THINKING ABOUT YOU. HAVE A GOOD DAY

Unfortunately - that can not happen. Not today. You see..., my dog ate it. Oh puleeeze don't EVEN look at me that way. It coulda happened that way - you don't know. Not really. Where's Herb? He hates my invisible dog and will vouch for me... Herb!? Scott? Anyone? who hates my invisible dog? <sigh>

YOUR PRETTY FACE, YOUR WONDERFUL VOICE AND YOU - MAKE MY DAY

Posted at 12:01 am - Scribbled out by Daveman the Cool
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Thursday, November 08, 2007

Report from the Daily Planut

It seems I.., your mild mannered reporter.., Daveman.., has just recalled how I sustained my neck injury. These things happen so often, its easy to understand how one would have a brief laps of memory.

It would seem that a few days back, Lois Lanna, was kidnapped by an arch enema of mine.., er..., enemy.., nemesis.., whatever - you get the picture. Enema however could be a better assessment because this enemy is a pain in my butt. So this Letch Luthor guy kidnaps Lois and I received a text message from Lois saying something like..., "DAMMIT! THE LETCH KIDNAPPED ME AGAIN! - Find SuperDaveman and tell him to get off his lazy [expletive] and save me!"

Without hesitation, I put down my coffee (decaf, non Columbian) ..., donned my SuperDaveman costume, slipped on my Cosmic Power Sunshades and leaped through the open window. While in flight and soaring through the air, I passed Superman and we exchanged brief "Like your suit dude" salutations and went on our way. He was tending to some petty "Oh - look at me - I gotta save the Earth from a giant killer asteroid" kick. The arrogant rat toid.

Anyway - I had to speed up to recover lost time..., was not paying attention when I flew in front of this BIG HONKIN' BOEING 747 JET AIRLINER!!!! I tried to swoop around the beasty, but wouldnt you know it.., my cape got caught in one of the turbine jets.., and I just had the thing dry-cleaned for crying out loud! It sucked me into the turbine and out the other side quicker than I could scream for my mommy. Lets just say the whole experienced sucked.

So there I was plummeting toward the Earth at a gabillion miles an hour, holding my neck, dreading the moment. Fortunately I managed to pull out of the dive before I made contact with the ground. Then I realized I had Nooo Idea where Lois was being held captive!!! I knew I had to think quickly and so something because if I didn't get there soon, she was going to think the date was called off.

I know - its a bit much to go through for a date, but Lois likes SuperDaveman to show off for her, and I'm a sucker for a pretty face. Oh well yeah.., I eventually managed to rescue her from Letch Luthor, but she wasn't so happy to see me show up in a really messy outfit, but was firgiving seeing she knows I have these moments. We men can be such tacky dressers sometimes. And you think, Tim "the toolman" Taylor, is accident prone. Hah!

I GUESS I NEED A GPS TRACKING DEVICE TO MAKE THINGS EASIER, HUH? :-)

I know what you are asking. "how did you save, Lanna, mild mannered reporter, Daveman aka SuperDaveman, of whom we don't know your secret identities?" Simple. I called her her up on the cell-phone and asked for directions. Its not quite the macho way most of us men prefer. Fellow men persons - please note there is a stipulation in the Man Law Organization which says I can do that IN A REAL emergency. I still keep my man card, thank you very much.

IT WAS MY PLEASURE SAVING YOU LOIS. LETS DO IT AGAIN SOMETIME

And so - that's how I, mild mannered reporter for the Daily Planut, sustained my neck injury. Yeah it was worth it. **hobbles over to chair using walker**.., yep.., Matlock night tonight. Good times.

YES, LOIS MAKES ME WEAK IN THE KNEES - T.A.Y. ALLWAYS

Posted at 12:20 pm - Scribbled out by Daveman the Cool
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