October 20th, 2007


TMI post

I'm at work, doing charge, and it's quite the luxury that I have time to surf and post here. This is my second of three nights, so I can use the pace. This seems to be the weekend of the huge patients and, of course, they all need to poo. And, of course, it can't be formed. And, of course, it can't be loose enough to catch in a tube or a bag. Rejoice with me, huzzah.

I'm "watching" the play-by-play for UFC 77 right now on Sherdog.com I guess it means you are a real fan when you read the description of fights on a website. The prelims are over, but the big fights haven't happened yet. I wait.

Every time we get a really big guy (like 400 or 500 pounds) that wrecked his moped, I resort to the same joke. I wonder if he was wearing a fez? Sometimes co-workers even get it. Do you? (Hint: think shriners on minibikes in a parade!)

That's all I have to say, and I fully recognize it wasn't much.