To The NFL...

Should you decide to not indefinitely suspend Michael Vick, I will no longer be a loyal fan. Should you decide to allow him to return to the NFL at any time, I will no longer be a loyal fan. Should you decide to even allow him to wear a football jersey, I wll no longer be a loyal fan. Get the point?

To the Judicial System...
...I think a fitting punishment for Michael Vick is to attach electrodes to his ears and place him in a tube of ice cold water and then allow Ray Lewis to beat the living shit out of him. Eye for an eye?

Veteran Humor

Last night I worked my third evening shift in a row. Let's just say the evening shifts have tethered between absolutely insane and busy. Last night I was running up to the narcotic vault for the second time, when a veteran standing down near the Emergency Room said hello. I smiled and returned his greeting. I turned the corner to enter the pharmacy and out of the corner of my eye saw him grasp his chest. He yelled, "Nurse!" I, not being a nurse, turned around and started to run towards him. I said, "I'm not a nurse." And he replied, while clutching his chest, "Are you a doctor?" I said, "No, I'm a pharmacist." He stopped clutching his chest and said, "Oh...well in that case do you have my medications for me?" Apparently the puzzled look on my face shocked him. He said, "Oh, I was just kidding with the chest grabbing thing. I just wanted to see your pretty face again." I think I could've slugged him. Number one - I was extremely busy. Number two - he scared the shit out of me, because I thought he was having a heart attack. I did smile and tell him to have a good night...and get another pick up line. He laughed and wandered down the hall. I think the war may have addled his brain...

Another Reason to Hate the War

I was processing transfer orders in the Inpatient Pharmacy on Thursday when I received quite the shock. The veteran who was transfering from our Inpatient Acute Psychiatry floor to our PTSD Domiciliary Program was 18-years-old. Another youth of America battered, bruised, and scarred for life from a political war. A glance at his profile revealed severe PTSD secondary to watching his best friend be "blown up." He'll probably pull through his acute decompensation; however, he'll carry this burden the rest of his life. It enraged me. Eighteen-years-old and unable to function in soceity, sharing a room with a 60yo Vietnam Vet, homeless, abandoned by his family. There are no winners in this war - just miserable losers.

Lessons From California

I just returned from a short vacation in San Francisco. It was a much needed break. :) I learned some valuable lessons on this trip. First and foremost - never, never, never fly JetBlue airlines. There's a reason their fares are dirt cheap - and it ain't because they're a great airline. The second lesson was that California is light years ahead of the east coast in regards to wind power. Driving out the the giant trees, there were huge wind mill farms. However, I must admit, their smog problem is a bit overwhelming. I suppose not burning fossil fuels for power is the least they could do. Third, I'm not so sure that "happy cows come from California." Most of the cows I saw looked miserable. They were rather scrawny and were put out to pasture in fields that looked like they hadn't received a drop of rain since the turn of the century. I can't speak for all cows, but I'm sure WV cows would agree that GREEN grass is much better than burnt, brown, dead grass. Just a thought...

Since my last post, I have worked three additional evening shifts. My schedule got switched when we realized one of our pharmacists can't handle the stress of working alone. Let's see, he's been a pharmacist for 20 years and makes the same salary as I and doesn't have to work evenings. Sounds fair, right? I'm not bitching too much - night differential pads the check a little more. Since commanding that evening from Hell, I have found that there's pretty much nothing they can throw at me that I can't handle. I'm not saying I won't stress out about it, but I can definitely handle it.

And Roma this is for you - my Harry Potter synopsis. Unlike Roma, I rather enjoyed the fifth movie. I thought integral parts were left out; however I liked the dark feeling of the movie. I hated the fourth movie. So, I'm hoping this director stays for the rest of the series. To prevent spoiling the 7th book for anyone who hasn't read it - I'll just say that I confess myself severely disappointed in the ending. I found it anticlimactic. I was left wondering where the final chapter was...maybe I got one of those books missing pages??? I also felt at the end there were just deaths for the sake of dying, rather than for a cause. Such a disapointing end to an amazing book series. Any thoughts Roma?

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