IT Finnaly Happened.

Friday I was in the emergency room at our local hospital and this conversation took place.

"Well Mr. Wilson let me feel your stomache." (not so muffled scream as he pushed on my stomach) "Well maybe I shouldn't do that again." Me; "Ya Doc maybe you shouldn't do that again." Doc: "Well Mr wilson you have a severe pain in your stomach."

I wonder if he really thought I didn't know it was me that was screaming in agony.

Anyway after seven hours in the ER, blood tests, and a CatScan the diagnoses was that they couldn't rule out the gall bladder ( the guy running the ultra sound was not working). The heart was still working (had a pulse). Might be an ulcer because there might be an abnormality in the stomach. The Cat Scan reader guy was also gone, go see a specialist. Prognoses: Here is some pain pills . You should live until Monday when you are able to get to some other doctor.

Oh for the good old days when the family doctor diagnosed you with a disease, you died from that disease(becauseHe was usally also the county coroner).

Grumpy Frogs.

Being down wind in my gene pool (love that phrase) may just be a LITTLE disconcerting due to my (overly developed by some accounts) sense of humor, ability to get in trouble without trying (very hard) and the wondering about things of which I had never thought of before. Well one of my grandsons brought up the subject of grumpy frogs. Never thought about grumpy frogs or attack canaries or even acrobatic slugs but they seem like possible subjects on which to ponder since I have given up trying to make sense of politics and the future of the country.

Ark Building ?

Today the rain ceased. After two weeks of solid rain I was begining to wonder if I was just a little behind in starting that Ark. With the skunk in the garage, the three resident cats, Mom(my wife) and Sister dearest I wasn't too sure I wanted to be stuck on any old barge that I could make. Anyway the way the weather looks now I can delay starting on the Titanic II for a few more days. Oh by the way, I learned something remarkable after moving here to Oregon this last summer from Arizona. Sandals are NOT the shoe of choice for year round wear.

Who's There?

OK, Someone is out there. But who or what is the question. Several times a day our door bell rings but when we get to the door, nooo one is there. "Tis a puzzlement" My sister thinks we have a ghost. Now this is an interesting possibility. Could liven (or deaden) things up around here. My wife thinks it is those darn kids. This strange event is driving the ladies here crazy but I do have more than just a little insight as to what is happening. Even so it is so much fun keeping the reason to myself I don't know if I should tell them. It seems as if the new house across the street was built by the same contractor with the same wireless door bell system. (you know what is coming). Yep, one day I went over to the new house and rang the door bell. Nothing happened over there but I could hear our bell ringing. Mystery solved, but should I tell the ladies?

Early American Prescut

Yep. I got the collecting bug . . . again. In looking for few collectable items to sell to supplement in our selling of reference books, I acquired quite a few pieces of the Early American Prescut (EAPC) pattern glassware by Anchor Hocking. The challenge was to find the less common pieces. After finging a rare colored piece with the catalog value of $50.00 that had cost me .86 cents and four bowls listed at $20.00 each that cost a total of $3.00 and most importantly beating my sister to several good deals, I am hooked. Is there any other out of their mind EAPC collectors that would like to share information on their latest treasue? If you find this blog let me know.