How Have Things Been?
7.15.2008
Quite great, actually. The Mechanic and I have hit it off well, much better than I had expected. I'm totally hooked. He's taking me to Branson sometime next month depending on my work schedule. He's also asked me to move in. I haven't said yes yet. I apply for nursing next month, and he's offered to cover my tuition.
.o0(Yes, I was totally hooked before the cash-flashing started, so kiss my ass.)
Normally nursing is 2 years, but I've already taken everything required and recommended for the degree, aside from Microbiology and Public Speaking, which I'm taking this fall. This means that if I'm accepted, and after the series starts, I will graduate in a little over 9 months. I graduate from Health Information Technology in April. My CMA state board is the 30th of this month, and I've already passed. I also passed A&P with a B. I know I said an A, but it's the first class that has ever made me cry. It is a very hard class. I also took it in 6 weeks as opposed to the normal 16.
My dogs are well.
I am well.
Life is good.
Labels: epiphany
As Told By Vixen @ 11:34 PM,
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Fuck. This isn't Funny.
6.23.2008
LOS ANGELES - Seven Words You Can Never Say on Television. Some People Are Stupid. Stuff. People I Can Do Without.
George Carlin, who died of heart failure Sunday at 71, leaves behind not only a series of memorable routines, but a legal legacy: His most celebrated monologue, a frantic, informed riff on those infamous seven words, led to a Supreme Court decision on broadcasting offensive language.
The counterculture hero's jokes also targeted things such as misplaced shame, religious hypocrisy and linguistic quirks why, he once asked, do we drive on a parkway and park on a driveway?
Carlin, who had a history of heart trouble, went into St. John's Health Center in Santa Monica on Sunday afternoon complaining of chest pain and died later that evening, said his publicist, Jeff Abraham. He had performed as recently as last weekend at the Orleans Casino and Hotel in Las Vegas.
"He was a genius and I will miss him dearly," Jack Burns, who was the other half of a comedy duo with Carlin in the early 1960s, told The Associated Press.
The actor Ben Stiller called Carlin "a hugely influential force in stand-up comedy. He had an amazing mind, and his humor was brave, and always challenging us to look at ourselves and question our belief systems, while being incredibly entertaining. He was one of the greats."
Carlin constantly breached the accepted boundaries of comedy and language, particularly with his routine on the "Seven Words" all of which are taboo on broadcast TV to this day.
When he uttered all seven at a show in Milwaukee in 1972, he was arrested on charges of disturbing the peace, freed on $150 bail and exonerated when a Wisconsin judge dismissed the case, saying it was indecent but citing free speech and the lack of any disturbance.
When the words were later played on a New York radio station, they resulted in a 1978 Supreme Court ruling upholding the government's authority to sanction stations for broadcasting offensive language during hours when children might be listening.
"So my name is a footnote in American legal history, which I'm perversely kind of proud of," he told The Associated Press earlier this year.
Despite his reputation as unapologetically irreverent, Carlin was a television staple through the decades, serving as host of the "Saturday Night Live" debut in 1975 noting on his Web site that he was "loaded on cocaine all week long" and appearing some 130 times on "The Tonight Show."
He produced 23 comedy albums, 14 HBO specials, three books, a few TV shows and appeared in several movies, from his own comedy specials to "Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure" in 1989 a testament to his range from cerebral satire and cultural commentary to downright silliness (sometimes hitting all points in one stroke).
"Why do they lock gas station bathrooms?" he once mused. "Are they afraid someone will clean them?"
In one of his most famous routines, Carlin railed against euphemisms he said have become so widespread that no one can simply "die."
"'Older' sounds a little better than 'old,' doesn't it?," he said. "Sounds like it might even last a little longer. ... I'm getting old. And it's OK. Because thanks to our fear of death in this country I won't have to die I'll 'pass away.' Or I'll 'expire,' like a magazine subscription. If it happens in the hospital they'll call it a 'terminal episode.' The insurance company will refer to it as 'negative patient care outcome.' And if it's the result of malpractice they'll say it was a 'therapeutic misadventure.'"
Carlin won four Grammy Awards for best spoken comedy album and was nominated for five Emmys. On Tuesday, it was announced that Carlin was being awarded the 11th annual Mark Twain Prize for American Humor, which will be presented Nov. 10 in Washington and broadcast on PBS.
"Nobody was funnier than George Carlin," said Judd Apatow, director of recent hit comedies such as "Knocked Up" and "The 40-Year-Old Virgin." "I spent half my childhood in my room listening to his records experiencing pure joy. And he was as kind as he was funny."
Carlin started his career on the traditional nightclub circuit in a coat and tie, pairing with Burns to spoof TV game shows, news and movies. Perhaps in spite of the outlaw soul, "George was fairly conservative when I met him," said Burns, describing himself as the more left-leaning of the two. It was a degree of separation that would reverse when they came upon Lenny Bruce, the original shock comic, in the early '60s.
"We were working in Chicago, and we went to see Lenny, and we were both blown away," Burns said, recalling the moment as the beginning of the end for their collaboration (though not their close friendship). "It was an epiphany for George. The comedy we were doing at the time wasn't exactly groundbreaking, and George knew then that he wanted to go in a different direction."
That direction would make Carlin as much a social commentator and philosopher as comedian, a position he would relish through the years.
"The whole problem with this idea of obscenity and indecency, and all of these things bad language and whatever it's all caused by one basic thing, and that is: religious superstition," Carlin told the AP in a 2004 interview. "There's an idea that the human body is somehow evil and bad and there are parts of it that are especially evil and bad, and we should be ashamed. Fear, guilt and shame are built into the attitude toward sex and the body. ... It's reflected in these prohibitions and these taboos that we have."
Carlin was born on May 12, 1937, and grew up in the Morningside Heights section of Manhattan, raised by a single mother. After dropping out of school in the ninth grade, he joined the Air Force in 1954. He received three court-martials and numerous disciplinary punishments, according to his official Web site.
While in the Air Force he started working as an off-base disc jockey at a radio station in Shreveport, La., and after receiving a general discharge in 1957, took an announcing job at WEZE in Boston.
"Fired after three months for driving mobile news van to New York to buy pot," his Web site says.
From there he went on to a job on the night shift as a deejay at a radio station in Fort Worth, Texas. Carlin also worked variety of temporary jobs, including carnival organist and marketing director for a peanut brittle.
In 1960, he left with $300 and Burns, a Texas radio buddy, for Hollywood to pursue a nightclub career as comedy team Burns & Carlin. His first break came just months later when the duo appeared on Jack Paar's "Tonight Show."
Carlin said he hoped to emulate his childhood hero, Danny Kaye, the kindly, rubber-faced comedian who ruled over the decade Carlin grew up in the 1950s with a clever but gentle humor reflective of the times.
It didn't work for him, and the pair broke up by 1962.
"I was doing superficial comedy entertaining people who didn't really care: Businessmen, people in nightclubs, conservative people. And I had been doing that for the better part of 10 years when it finally dawned on me that I was in the wrong place doing the wrong things for the wrong people," Carlin reflected recently as he prepared for his 14th HBO special, "It's Bad For Ya."
Eventually Carlin ditched the buttoned-up look for his trademark beard, ponytail and all-black attire.
But even with his decidedly adult-comedy bent, Carlin never lost his childlike sense of mischief, even voicing kid-friendly projects like episodes of the TV show "Thomas the Tank Engine and Friends" and the spacey Volkswagen bus Fillmore in the 2006 Pixar hit "Cars."
Carlin's first wife, Brenda, died in 1997. He is survived by wife Sally Wade; daughter Kelly Carlin McCall; son-in-law Bob McCall; brother Patrick Carlin; and sister-in-law Marlene Carlin.
Rest In Peace, Sir.
Labels: Crème de la Crème, WTF?
As Told By Vixen @ 11:30 AM,
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The Review
6.22.2008
The Movie: The Strangers was highly rated, but I found it rather dull. I like movies with gore and this movie had sadly little. Was it scary? Yes and no. No in the sense that I slept perfectly well last night, and yes in the "realism" sense. It was extremely realistic.
I don't want to discourage anyone from seeing it, because a lot of people would really like it. It just wasn't my type of movie. I don't regret watching it, but I wouldn't watch it again.
Hope that helps.
Labels: movie/music
As Told By Vixen @ 3:15 PM,
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Ok, So Here's the Latest
6.16.2008
Saturday evening, I'm going out with The Mechanic to see The Strangers.
Labels: Confession
As Told By Vixen @ 11:09 PM,
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You Know,
If I got more feedback -- I might post more.
So see, my absence is your fault.
I have another Lecture test on the 20th, and a Lab test on the 23rd (which also happens to be the day my Medication class begins, 4-9). This time, over the nervous system and the muscles in the body. Oh yes, he wants almost all of them, where they're located, what they do, etc. That's something to look forward to.
Since I know you're wondering: Yes, I flunked my last lab test. There. I said it. Piss off.
The guy in this post, I failed to mention that 3 of said kids are steps, only one is his; she's 14. We still have no direct plans, namely because he works all the time and I have A&P. I'm not sure if it's his age, or the fact that I'm 12 years younger, or what it is, but I make him self conscious! It's so cute. And it's about time I met a man that realizes that getting ahold of me is an honor and not something owed to him. It also greatly increases a man's chances of actually getting ahold of me as well.
We'll further call him The Mechanic, which if I may be frank with you, is strangely splendid. Share with me the flashbacks. I have a special place in my heart for mechanics.
Anyway, census is in folks, I'm a catch.
Labels: carry-on, The Brainery
As Told By Vixen @ 12:18 PM,
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As if the Fact that He's Hot wasn't Enough
6.15.2008
"Rob Zombie is also a longtime vegetarian after seeing and being affected by slaughterhouse footage he saw in high school."
Labels: Random Image, Vixen's Seal of Approval
As Told By Vixen @ 2:45 PM,
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All Other Options: Exhausted
To prevent me from studying for A&P.
I painted my fingernails - the color of "Black Diamonds". I bought two CDs Aerosmith's (absolutely best ever) Nine Lives (which I previously had but god-only-knows what happened to it), and Rob Zombie's Past Present and Future (which I already have CDs containing most of what's on it) but I still didn't have it.
I started this post while I was interested in posting, and I no longer am.
Labels: carry-on, The Brainery
As Told By Vixen @ 12:22 PM,
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My Happy Place
6.10.2008
I took my A&P test this morning. 85%. B. About what everyone else got.. Some higher, some lower.
I should be happy with a B. I'm not.
Why?
Because I have over 170 flash cards, 9 diagrams (which I entirely spaced while studying -- for some reason forgot all about them. The REASON I only got a B!), and 17 pages of notes. This class just started 9 days ago (7 class days), and that's just too much for the extent of the above amount of information.
That aside, I got a B.
So why do I want to bang my head on my desk?
It could have been much worse. I know of at least one that flunked and several others that scored in the low 70's. So I should be ok with a B. Right?
It's supposed to get easier from here...
Oh! And I have a Lab test tomorrow morning. I'd be thrilled with a B in Lab!
Labels: The Brainery, WTF?
As Told By Vixen @ 11:36 AM,
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Words Cannot Express
6.09.2008
Just how fucking tired I am. So I'm adding pictures to ensure you get the full effect:
Yeah.. Anyway, I'm exhausted. I have written over 170 flash cards for a test coming up tomorrow, and that doesn't even include the diagrams or the microscope, or the skull bones. Nor does it include things like steps in muscle contractions, etc.
On the light side, the teacher has a rather nice back. But that's also bad as well, because who can concentrate on what he's saying then? Talk about a lose-lose situation.
My last post, below, wasn't my chair, or my
I made up to her the other night, petting her, and she would eat out of my hand.. I picked her up with no problem, but when I went to put her into the crate, she postalized, and tore my hand up in the process. We haven't gotten her yet, but we're not giving up. My hand is healing pretty well, but if Kitty vanishes within the next 10 days, I'll be getting rabies shots. (Several have mentioned tetanus shots, and I'll have you know mine are up to date. That's one thing I keep up-to-date.)
How many signs do you think I'll need before it gets through my thick damn skull that I should just stay away from cats? I have never met a cat that I liked.. At least not long term. I've been bitten (by many, but most recently, the Crazy Cat Lady's cat -- I have a scar btw) and scratched (again, by many -- first time I recall being when I was just a kid and trying to get a kitten out of the street) so many fucking times, I'm honestly rather surprised I haven't gotten Cat Scratch Disease yet. Really. Cats are filthy, bacteria laden creatures. And here I am, getting mauled by fucking felines on an almost regular basis, and I don't even like the damn things.
When you try to help a dog, nine out of ten times, you will not get bitten. After this cat is caught and taken to the vet, I won't be doing this again. I'm sticking to dogs, because frankly, this shit is ridiculous.
Other than that, I have no real news to share. I've been leading a very dull life these days.
Labels: carry-on, Fur Baby, Nugget, Random Image, The Brainery, Useless Facts
As Told By Vixen @ 12:20 PM,
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Guess What?
6.06.2008
Anyone want to take a guess how this happened, hmmm?
Labels: WTF?
As Told By Vixen @ 11:49 PM,
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Bandit
6.04.2008
Is doing very poorly. He has had kidney failure for awhile that we know of, and we thought it was under control. He's taken a turn for the worse. His counts are all way off, skyrocketing when they should be low and plummeting when they should be high. The vet has started talking about putting him to sleep. He said that even if we can get him over this hump, it will continue happening, and it will get worse.
Maybe you followed Bandit's story a couple years ago, when he was attacked by a larger dog --
Losing My Religion :: Sleepless in the Vet Clinic :: The Latest :: Critter Update
I don't know what else to say right now.
Labels: Fur Baby
As Told By Vixen @ 11:57 AM,
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A&P or Suicide. Why is this such a difficult Choice?
6.02.2008
If you’re following my twitters, you know I fell out of my computer chair again. This time because the back of the chair fell off. (First time was because the chair arm fell off.) I clearly need a new chair – but I love this one. I’m not sure why, it’s not remotely comfortable, but I’m attached to it regardless. Anyway.. I have a huge bruise on my ass. It hurts. Awful. It hurts to sit, it hurts to walk.. When it first happened, it hurt to breathe. I laid on the floor (shut up!) and tried to convince myself I wasn’t having a heart attack from 1. the shock, and 2. the pain.
It’s probably a good thing my butt is extra padded.. and the metal piece of the chair that fits into the seat of the chair didn’t come into contact with my tail bone instead of my fat, which would have likely cracked it (that’s how hard I hit)… You don’t know pain until you’ve hit your tailbone. I hurt just thinking about it.. Or maybe that’s just the massive contusion on my ass.
I took pictures even, that’s how bad this bruise is – I have to remember it later! It’s likely the worst bruise I’ve ever had.
No, you can’t see it.
Sorry.
I cried.
See folks, only two things can make Vix cry: puppies and butt bruising.
So onward.. I have more pain to share. I started Human A&P today. Need I say more?
Everyone said to me, “whatever you do, don’t take it in the summer, and definitely don’t take it with Professor ‘********’.” So what am I doing, you ask? I’m taking it in the summer with Professor ‘********’. What? Wouldn’t you?
Professor seems very nice, very accommodating, etc., but it also seems that Professor has ADD. He’s drawing cells, diagrams, and definitions on the white board at warp speed and explaining it even faster.
Huh?
I’m not a science student. Never have been. I hate this shit. More than I ever realized before today, actually. I’ve also been told that I won’t get an A in A&P – because it’s just that hard. Oh! And I “shouldn’t take any other classes with it”.. I’m also in DP/MIS and CMA, for a grand total of 12 credit hours this semester. (Last was 17.) So now see, I’ve entered this class not only against the advice of everyone I know, but also knowing full well that dissection is a requirement.
I could be doomed.
You think?
I am hereby stating that due to the opposition I’ve faced and the thinly veiled insults about “oh Vix, you can’t get an A in this class!”, that I’m going to do just that.
Place your wagers on me, folks.. And bet high. And then thank me with cash.
I just got my grades for the interterms I just survived – Fitness for Life – B (I aced the discussion and assignment, but the tests did me in with a C in one and 3 B’s in the others), and Micro-Lit – A. Duh.
That gives me, for the spring semester: 4 A’s, 3 B’s, and 1 P(ass).
A ‘friend’ has
I’m not interested in him as more than a friend; he’s got kids. He’s been subtly hinting towards dating me, but I’ve deflected it. I would like to go out with him, but only as a friend, and only for fun – nothing serious.
I’ll tell you about him anyway:
He’s 42, 6’2, blown hair/blue eyes, has an ex-wife, no tattoos/piercings (strike 1) has 4 kids (strike 2, 3, 4, and 5), and has a bachelors in automotive something and a masters in something else that I simply can’t recall. I’m not enough of a gold digger that I can evade the fact that a man has
I’ll let you know if I go out with him.. But I’m thinking, maybe no.
I’m afraid that’s it for now though, my ass hurts and I have got to get out of this chair.
Labels: carry-on, Just a Fuckin' Bitch, Opinion, Pseudo Thursday, story time, The Brainery, WTF?
As Told By Vixen @ 12:19 PM,
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Apparently,
6.01.2008
I suck at foster care. Yeah.
Meet Savannah.
Labels: Foster Fur Kids, Fur Baby, Savannah
As Told By Vixen @ 7:39 PM,
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Pee Ess
5.19.2008
Yes, I know my sidebar is a mess. Someday, when I have that kind of drive, I will fix it. Until then, too bad.
Anyway folks - Follow Me on Twitter.
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As Told By Vixen @ 2:53 PM,
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I'm Still Alive
Just in case you're wondering.
I really don't think I have anything new to add though. Oh. I'm officially a CNA.
I bet everyone is as thrilled as I am. <-- That was sarcasm.
7+ years of college and I have a CNA license to show for it! In my next life, I'm sticking to one major. Remind me. Would you know, I've switched majors 4 times? And it's not even that I've really switched, I've just kind of added on. Oh yes. I started in Law, then took a few Coding classes. When there's a lull in the Coding schedule, I've taken more Law classes. Then, I took Nursing pre-reqs, and am supposed to apply in a couple months. And somewhere in there, I started in on Transcription classes, because frankly, I hate Coding. THEN (!), along the lines in there, I'm a little way into Business classes... And Health... And Nutrition..
I could be a Doctor by now! Seven fucking years in college. The problem is, the Coding and Transcription classes aren't good for anything else. Nothing. Seriously. I have very little time left in there, and I have to finish, or I've wasted a lot of time. If the classes were useful anywhere else, I'd drop the Coding. I hate it, did I mention that? At least it's almost over.
I'm turning into a Career Student.
When I graduate, you know what I want? I want someone to pay off my student loans. That's what I want.
Ok... /rant off
I have to go do homework.
Labels: carry-on, The Brainery, Useless Facts, WTF?
As Told By Vixen @ 1:45 PM,
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Hey Everyone,
5.15.2008
Check out my newest post on "Instructions for Properly Hugging a Baby"!
Lix & Kisses,
•Dingo
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As Told By Mr. Dingo @ 1:49 PM,
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Do This
5.11.2008
As I stated, Nina is going to Pet Connections in Mission, KS on the 23rd of this month.
I will be donating as much as possible to this rescue when I take her there.
For some reason (maybe lack of response by you folks), I'm not expecting anything here, but I'm asking anyway.
Donate to this rescue. You can do so by the button to your left that says "Donate" - this goes to my paypal account. As I stated before, everything that is donated goes to the animals. Until further notice, everything donated goes to Pet Connections in Nina's name.
You can also donate via the Chip-In at the bottom of this post. Again, this goes to my paypal, with the same guarantees I made above.
If you don't trust me (and while this hurts my feelings, I understand), click HERE to donate directly to Pet Connections. Tell them it's in Nina's name!
Please let me know via response to this post or email me at scalvak@gmail.com and let me know that you've donated.
It'll give me a bit more faith in humanity.
Do this for Nina, and all the other animals like her. Pet Connections does good. Let's support them.
Thank you.
You people suck.
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As Told By Vixen @ 3:11 PM,
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Let It Be Known..
That before the end of these 13 days, I will be certifiable.
If you'd like to follow Nina's progress, add me as your friend, and check out my blog on MySpace.
Nina, is perfect. I wouldn't just say this either. She is one of the most awesome dogs I've ever met.
The problem is Nugget. He's a total ass, and they have to be kept separate.
I have a very small house.
I don't know this little girl's story, but I do know that whoever dumped her, or for whatever idiotic reason why, they were fools.
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As Told By Vixen @ 10:41 AM,
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