November 03, 2005

So, How've You Been?

I've been busy, and full of blog ennui--tired of getting irritated by the same old crap, tired of reading about it, watching it, and hearing it.

Plus, I managed to throw my back out while in the freaking SHOWER, so it's not like I'm having a banner week here.

I've also been obsessively watching the Ghost Hunters and that Most Haunted show, which is hilarious in the extreme. Let's see...we'll put a highly suggestible family equipped with "nostril cams" in a spooky old house, separate them, and laugh as they freak out all over the place. And you can't tell me the crew isn't above making things go bump in the night if the spirits aren't willing to cooperate. Good times, people. Good times.

Remember that guy who said we could cure aging? Well his Q&A session is online. My take is that the guy is a "big picture person," meaning he's all about the grandiose and just believes that the details will take care of themselves.

As an ENTJ and a detail person, this annoys me no end, so perhaps I'm not the best one to judge, even though I pretty much already have.

Posted by Big Arm Woman at November 3, 2005 02:00 PM
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A couple weeks ago -- the long, long ago when I had a car that didn't want to double as a steamer -- my back went out while I was driving. That was fun.

Posted by: marc at November 3, 2005 02:35 PM

Put a wide board at hip level under the mattress and top it with 3 full paper tower rolls (one works with what one has at hand), leaving a decided area of hip support. Sleep on your side. It will either go away or get worse. Mine went away.

Another handy trick is supporting yourself on two chair backs with your feet off the ground. Temporary relief only.

The mattress thing is a permanent fix, as far as I can tell.

Where is ENTJ among the feminine types (Thurber & White _Is Sex Necessary?_)?

Posted by: Ron Hardin at November 3, 2005 06:39 PM

I threw out my back while washing my hair once. Muscle relaxers (Soma - a gram is better than a damn!) and pain pills. And heat.

Posted by: Laura at November 3, 2005 08:15 PM

Hmm... and I was 39 years old.

How old are you, BAW?

It's downhill from there.
: )

Posted by: Laura at November 3, 2005 09:38 PM

Laura -

The saga of my stupid back is long and tedious, and I blame Hublet, because it was he who threw the off-center practice pitch during co-ed softball that day that I reached for, resulting in X-rays, muscle relaxants, and a back that hasn't ever really been the same since, stretching and strengthening exercises be damned. I was 26 or 27 when it first happened, so it's been about a decade that I've dealt with this, and it goes out at the weirdest times. Heavy lifting? No problem! Reach for shampoo? THE END IS NIGH!

Stupid back.

Posted by: BAW at November 3, 2005 10:12 PM

I dunno. I just can't get into all these "stick 'ordinary' people into a freaky situation, sit back, point and laugh" shows that are out there. They make me uncomfortable, because no matter how icky a person is there is something that makes me queasy watching other people mock them, and because I can't entirely be sure the whole situation isn't contrived from the get-go. So not only are we supposed to join in on the fun in laughing at dupes, the possibility exists that we are being meta-mocked in return. I guess I'm just an old-fashioned girl who prefers straightforward drama and comedy.

Posted by: Andrea Harris at November 3, 2005 10:16 PM

An ENTJ.... wooo, didn't see that one coming, much (from an INTJ, although my tests say the E/I is borderline). How DO you survive in your chosen field? I at least work with enough geeks and uber-geeks and techno-nerds that there are significant periods of silent concentration, interrupted by the sounds of caffeine consumption/Python recitations/explosive cursing at some programming tool or the other. The only fly is the occasional perky project manager (ES types). We try to kill and eat them as quickly as possible. Condolences on the back.

Posted by: Sheryl at November 3, 2005 10:45 PM