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Nurses

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The picture on the right, is of some nurses like we had at the hospital. Don’t be fooled because they’re smiling though. That just means they fucked something up, they're drunk, or both. Now a drunken nurse is not something most people I know would see as a problem, especially at a Children's hospital. Most people understand how hard it is to stay sober when you've got a room full of screaming babies and your shift doesn't end for another eight hours. A little nip here, a little tuck there and before you know it you're on the road home trying to keep the 74 Plymouth Satellite between the dotted yellow lines. It would be one thing if they admitted it: Passed a bottle and shared with the floor. But they deny everything. They give you that holier-than-thou stare when you ask for a snoot full to tide you over. Threaten to call security when they find an empty bottle in the trash. Then it's off to that little room past the nurse’s station for a snort with the ga...

The Trailer Park

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Well this week I stumbled upon a picture of a trailer-park that really got me thinking. Perhaps the juxtaposition of palm trees and pavement. The way the evening light reflects off of the Airstreams. Anyway... It's a different type of park than I'm used to seeing. Here at home our road is dirt and the ruts fill up with rainwater and oil. Here, the moss is king and mildew stains every last piece of plastic furniture left outside. We do have room for carports and wading pools though. Our friends Earl and Heather who live next door have even made a little bar-b-que pit out of some old bricks that used to be the Burton boarding house's chimney. It burnt down in the 70's and I guess Earl just kept hauling them around everywhere they went until Heather got fed up and told him she was gonna dump them in the river the next time they moved. Nice couple, those two. Let us use it now and again when the weather's right. When I dream a heaven, it's not that di...

My Mouth

Now please don't be put off by the sight of my mouth. I came across a dentist a while back that is a pioneer in recycled fillings. So while they might not be the prettiest things to look at, they do the job just fine. See his theory is that though you get a thorough checking of your deeds and misdeed when you're trying to get though the pearly gates, God doesn't take much notice of your bicuspids. That's not to say he's not lookin at your smile and all, it's just that even God's had a filling or two in all of the eternity that he's been around. I imagine He has bit of a sweet tooth and needs a Jolly Rancher once in a while like the rest of us.