Acupuncture, Earbuds, and the Coming Snowstorm

So, I was at work last night, listening to Jean Shepherd on my trusty iPod nano, when I made a sudden move and YANKED (capitalized to convey the intensity of said yankage) the buds from my ears.

I’d somehow brought my swinging forearm against the cords, and everything went flying.  The iPod crashed to the floor, the plug came loose, and I lost complete control of my sanity drip.  How would I be able to maintain if I didn’t have my medicine?!

But everything seemed to be OK, except for the left earbud.  A little plastic cap had come off, exposing the inner workings of the headphone itself.  It looked like a tiny speaker on the end of a wire.

Where the hell had that cap gone?  I looked around my desk, behind the monitor and everything, and it wasn’t there.  Then I carefully rolled my chair back, and checked the floor.  Nothing.  WTS?  I’d hit it with pretty good force, but the thing still had to be in the general vicinity.  Right?

Eventually I was on my hands and knees, crawling around underneath the desk, with my big ass pointed toward the ceiling tiles.  I was hoping my jeans were doing their job, and the northern sector of the Great Divide wasn’t visible.  But at that moment, I only really cared about the missing piece of my headphones.

Yeah, and I couldn’t find it.  The cap was nowhere to be found, and it was driving me nuts.  Since I’d been listening to a forty year old radio program, I could just use the undamaged bud; it’s not like I was playing rich, vibrant high-fidelity or anything.  But still… it was driving me up the freaking wall.  I hate not being able to find something.

And about a half-hour later I was talking to a woman about actual work stuff, and she looked at me confused, and said, “What’s that thing in your ear?”

The End.

Do any of you have experience with acupuncture?  I know someone who is getting ready (fixin’) to start a six week treatment, to hopefully cure him of various (purposely vague) things, and he seems to believe this will be the ticket.

Needless to say, I have no exposure to such exotic procedures.  I think there was a hillbilly in my hometown that practiced acupuncture, but I heard he used rusty old barbecue tools: fork, tongs, spatula, basting brush.  But my information could be slightly off…

Have you ever had acupuncture, or any other alternative health procedure?  If so, tell us about it.  What did they do to you?  And how did it work out in the long-run?

I owe some of you guys t-shirts, and will get them in the mail tomorrow.  Unless, of course, the predicted hammer-of-the-gods snowstorm actually happens…  In that case, I’ll mail ’em on Friday.  So, if you’d like to get lightning-fast shipping on an order, order a shirt today and you’ll have it… very soon.  Here’s yer link.

Yes, and the last time I looked, we’re supposed to receive up to 18 inches of snow between now and Friday. Eighteen inches!  Man, that’s Milton Berle-sized accumulation!  So, that oughta be fun.  I’d better make sure we have plenty of Yuengling in the basement fridge.  Screw the bread and milk, I need to make sure the true essentials are covered.

I’m very excited, because my Verizon contract is almost up, and soon I’ll be able to choose another deeply-discounted phone.  As usual, I’ve been doing an inordinate amount of research.  And as of this writing (it’s changed several times) I’m planning to go with this one.  I can’t justify paying two hundred bucks for the Motorola Droid, but do want to move up to a smartphone.  What do you think?  Any opinions on the HTC Droid?

And I just opened myself up to further confusion, didn’t I?  Oh well.  Like it’ll be any different from any other day…

I’m going to call it a day here, and go check on my beer stock.  I might have to make an emergency trip to the beeratorium before work.  Sweet sainted mother of the Galloping Gourmet! Hurricane Miltie is on its way!!

If you haven’t already done so, please become a “fan” of our new (and still shitty) West Virginia Surf Report! page at Facebook.  I’m going to shut-down the old page, kinda sorta, and hope you guys will follow me to the new so-called fan page.

Oh yeah, and one more quick thing… Be sure to check out the WVSR Classic link in the sidebar today. It’s one of my favorite photos, taken WAY out in the boondocks near my mother’s aunt’s house, in 1965 or thereabouts. Here’s the link, in case you’re not reading this on Wednesday.

And that’s gonna do it for today, my friends.

More tomorrow.

Now playing in the bunker