12.25.2007

Actually Came Across This Last Night


It was horrible looking. (See Update or this ST story.) And the fact that it was on Christmas Eve makes it even worse (if that's possible.)

That left hand turn off of Business 287 to go south on 287 is quickly becoming one of the most dangerous places in the county.

12.24.2007

Before I Forget . . .


. . . Merry Christmas. To the lurkers, to the posters, to the haterz, and to those that often look at this silly blog with a question mark forming over their heads. Thanks for reading. Enjoy these days.

At Least I Didn't Hear, "Come With Me, Sir."


I walked in and out of Macy's at Northeast mall a couple of times yesterday after making a clothing purchase. I noticed the security alarm seemed to correspond with my entry/exit but didn't think much about. At least until I pulled out the purchase today and noticed the security doohickey was still attached. (Yeah, I paid for the clothes - don't get the search warrant.)

But I didn't really experience the joy of Christmas Eve a moment ago as I tried to remove thing. Sheesh. I finally had to take a hammer to dang thing. (Above.)

12.23.2007

Maybe That Christmas Thing Got To Me

Back Story: Someone posted a comment on youtube regarding the crazy coach video (see below) I posted yesterday. He said something about "you must have never played the game" so, having irritated me a bit, I clicked on his username. From there, I found this video he had posted that had been viewed a whopping 13 times. I was ready to roll my eyes but, I'll be dang, it kind of sucked me in.

Random Tnoughts


- I saw a record four troopers between Decatur and Jeterville yesterday (and a Rhome cop.)
- For the love of all things sweet and clean, can I please walk through Northeast Mall without being accosted by salespeople from the kiosks. I felt like I was in Matamoras surrounded by kids selling Chicklets.
- Man, it looks cold at the Chicago/Green Bay game right now.
- People are driving like idiots. Slow down.
- The Waitress is like a bad high school one act play. (Although I remember why I rented it: the co-star/director/producer was murdered before the movie was released.)
- I saw Walk Hard: The Dewey Cox Story the other night. Funny. But I probably need to watch it again to fully appreciate it.
- And what a pile-up in the Panhandle: "We're not really sure how many cars, probably in excess of 40 cars and in excess of 20 semi-trailers."
- Field Of Dreams was on today, and everyone always thinks it is so touching. But the basic theme is this: "If you have a magical place where baseball players from the past appear, you can make a buck off of it by charging $20 a person." Yep, people will come Ray. People will come.
America at its finest.

Edit: Lest I remind you of this quote from the movie. . . .
"Ray, people will come Ray. They'll come to Iowa for reasons they can't even fathom. They'll turn up your driveway not knowing for sure why they're doing it. They'll arrive at your door as innocent as children, longing for the past. Of course, we won't mind if you look around, you'll say. It's only $20 per person. They'll pass over the money without even thinking about it."

12.22.2007

Gold

The head coach for Converse Judson is a calm man. (Taken today during the 5A Big Division Championship Game.)

12.21.2007

I Love Lists

Top grossing movies for 2007. I saw two of the top ten (300 and The Simpson Movie), and for regrettable reasons I'm currently watching #98.

Developing . . .


Just learned the deceased has a Boyd address. No name yet. Story (with no reference to Boyd, though.)

Edit: Dwayne White, 44?

www.ruinromo.com

If this happens on Saturday night, It will be funny.

Sheesh

The online edition of The Update appears to be overtaken with ads. Especially that big one smack dab in the middle. Either that's an HTML screwup or the next thing you know we'll be hit with those pop ups that the Dallas Morning News wants to abuse you with.

Friday Morning Dance Off: Cha Cha Slide

Entry #1: Entry #2:

12.20.2007

Horrific

Crazy accident in Dallas today - look at the whole hole in the windshield caused by a piece of concrete. Here.

Crazy Afternoon

Never saw a seizure before. Until today. More later. Edit: So I'm in the County Attorney's office around 2:00 p.m. doing nothing else other than wasting time. An employee of the office ("J"), who is normally very calm, rushes through the door and yells, "Call 911. A man is having a seizure." Another gal in the office ("T") dialed 911 and handed J the phone and went out the door to check it out. T is a former EMT. I don't know anything about CPR or emergency health care so I stayed put - probably too calmly and, sadly, apathetically - and I kind of wanted to listen to the 911 call to see how calm (or not) J handled it. All went well. After about a minute, I went outside the door and into the Jury Room/Grand Jury Room/Commissioner's Meeting Room to check out the scene. I saw a guy on the floor face down. Things changed then. It was a friend of mine. A close friend. A friend of 20 years. T was by his head, and I got on my knees to help - although I didn't know what to do. The scene was horrifying. His eyes were open but he was completely unresponsive. A small amount of blood was dripping from his mouth. And, horrifically, his body was shaking uncontrollably. All I could do was say his name over and over and rub his back. "It's OK. It's OK," I said. But it was anything other than "OK." The shaking wouldn't stop. All I wanted was for the shaking to stop. T told me to roll him on his side, and I did. But nothing about his condition changed. I was scared. And I was totally frustrated in the realization that I didn't know what to do to help my friend nor did I understand exactly what I was witnessing. And then his left arm began to shake even more violently than before. My dumb brain remembered that your left arm hurts when a you are having heart attack. I just knew his left arm was now out of control. "Is he having a heart attack?" I asked T. "No," she said matter of factly. My mind raced on. "Is he breathing?" (Lord. I'd been in there three minutes watching this horror and it just dawned on me that I hadn't thought about his breathing.) "Yes." T said. "I'm on it. He's breathing." He was sweating profusely and she told me to take his tie off. Finally, I was useful: I knew how to undo a tie and unbutton a top button. The seizure went on for about five minutes and ended about the same time as the paramedics arrived. I had never been so happy to see people arrive that knew what they were doing. My friend finally stopped shaking and slowly came to. He was completely disoriented and responded to questions only after much delay. He didn't know where he was. I sat in front of him for 10 minutes and not once did he acknowledge I was there. He looked bewildered and exhausted. Fast forward. He was taken to the Decatur Hospital (yeah, I know it has a different name) where he was treated quickly and efficiently. The doctors were great. The nurses were great. The facility was great. And, most importantly, all test results were great. It was decided later in the day that he should be transferred to Harris in Fort Worth so that he could be evaluated by a neurologist. He's there now. All looks good. The only concern is why it happened to a guy that has no history of seizures. That's scary. But I contemplate tonight a conversation with another friend of mine who came out to the hospital this afternoon. While we waited for the CATscan to be completed, he said in a serious tone - especially for a guy who is rarely serious: "We are all hanging on this earth by a thread." Long pause. "That's my joyous Christmas thought," he added with a small smile. You're right my friend. But my Christmas gift arrived early today. He's alive and well in Harris Hospital tonight.

Greg "The Hammer" Williams . . .

. . . update. As we bid farewell to The Ticket's only Wise County connection, I'm reminded of when his show had The Fake Ricky Lee Green call in moments before his execution. That probably crossed the line.

Thursday Afternoon Pick Me Up

I've got a Christmas tree ornament shaped like this.

Unstable



Edit: Source

Kinda Funny


The news today has the story of the rescue of the guy and his three kids who had been missing for three days after going off into the forest to find a Christmas tree.

The normally unfunny WBAP had a bit today with the Fake Andy Rooney who began, "Let me get this straight. We spent a million dollars of taxpayer money to find you all because you wanted to act like The Waltons?"

Decatur in SI

A faithful reader tells me his newly arrived issue of Sports Illustrated has a two page photo of cowboy Trevor Brazile in it with a reference to Decatur.

Edit: From the "Kind Of Related Photo" Department



Edit #2: Here is the pic sent in by a faithful reader (who adds, "My scanner sux.")