Wow. It was brought to my attention that I have been LAX (hahaha...since that's the area where I work) in posting to this blog. SURPRISE....like Jack Nicholson....I'M BAAAAACK!!

Well, where has been Subvervia hiding out? In the hinterlands of the netherhoods, of course! A lot has gone on in the blogging world since I last checked in 2 years ago. There's that MySpace thing now - old concept, new generation. Remember when just having an AOL account was the big thing?!? Now, even morning radio shows have their own MySpace account. I, too, am part of the morasse - I have an account. IT JUST HASN'T BEEN SET UP YET. It's so easy for people nowadays to self-publish and frankly, all the CHOICES make my brain melt.

But I digress. I now am in a quandary over whether to continue this blog or not - here's why....WHO CARES what i have to rant and rave about? Everyone else is whining online. It's soooo...suburban! Ahem.

So, if you happen to read this blog...tell me, what would you like to hear about from Ye Olde Subvervia.

posted by Subvervia 11:15:00 PM

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Happy Malcom X's Birthday. Today was part 2 of what I like to call A Clockwork Orange - the Miniseries. I don't remember if I told y'all about the retinal hemorrage that occurred a couple of days (OK, more like 2 weeks) ago. Anyhoo, went to see the Ophthalmologist (that's right, an "H" BEFORE and after the "T") at mah HMO and he said, "You need some laser." Famous last words. Thinking that in the true nature of my health insurance I would have to wait at least a week (filled with lost authorizations and other administrative crapola), I nearly died of shock when he continued with, "So, go ahead and wait in the waiting room. I'll fit you in." And the next thing I know, I am getting a loupe stuck in my eye (hence the movie reference; not quite so pry8ing, but still...) and then FLASH! :So," he says, "That was one. Now we do this 600 more times." What ididn't grasp at first was that it was 599 more times RIGHT NOW. Surprisingly, it didn't hurt so much as it pinched. However, having one's eyes open without blinking for about 10 minutes stresses a body somewhat.

I am still waiting impatiently for this fog to clear up. Soon, hopefully soon.

posted by Subvervia 2:34:00 AM

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Happy Monday, folks! This should be an interesting entry, as I can hardly read what I am writing. Thank goodness for touch typing and Mrs. Rosko in the sixth grade. I learned the French national anthem and touch typing from that woman. Anyhoo, today is a very Matrix-y like kind of day. I am sporting a heart monitor (as requested by my cardiologist). It's like a Walkman with electrodes attached to it that are all stickied onto my chest area. Of course there is one itchy spot that is driving me kuh-razy, but otherwise it is not so bad. Especially seeing as how all I did today was sleep. And sleep. And sleep.

I am being unstoppable in other areas of my life, let me tell you. This weekend I rented some lighting equipment and shot photgraphs (hope I just spelled that right - can't see the screen too well) for the firsst time in about 3 years. Pretty exciting stuff. That is, until tmy eye hemorrhaged again on Saturday. The funny thing is, I still shot a roll of film last night. If the images turn out anything like what appeared in the view finder to my "upset" eye, this should be VERY interesting indeed. OK. I'm getting sleepy again, so I'm off. Ciao!

posted by Subvervia 9:15:00 PM

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Happy Do Dah Day International. Have no idea what that means, but hey. So I have crossed to the other side. A friend who is encouraging my photographic pursuits placed his digital camera into my paws. To experiment. I hated admitting that I was having fun shooting with it. Not to mention getting decent images with the damn thing. Stuff my mother would absolutely love, in fact. She told me tonight that I should not only take pictures of dead stuff (which is my wont), but to take "pleasant" photos. Happy things that would go nice hanging up in the kitchen.

Perhaps I will be able to put this into a portfolio. We shall see. OK - I am itchy and sleepy, which means it is time for bed. G'night y'all. Tomorrow is another day with the lighting kit (woo hoo!!)

posted by Subvervia 1:17:00 AM

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TGIF, and it's Happy No Pants Day! Which is quite appropriate for me, considering I hate wearing pants. My mother would despair of me growing up as a child because I would always run around in a t-shirt and my underwear. I am having trouble typing tonight because I decided to hook up the keyboard from my G3 to my iBook laptop. I'm not used to the keyboard anymore - the keys on the laptop are a little closer together and I keep over shooting when I type on the keyboard. Ugh.

So why am I up on a Friday morning at 2AM? I cannot sleep. Suffering from an allergy attack, plus the fact that I feel a little too energetic and I can't do a thing about it, given the CHF, so i am trying to burn off a little steam by typing. This must be the most boring blog entry ever, but oh well....too bad. You win some, you lose some. Watched a bit of "Notorious C.H.O." last night on Showtime. HILARIOUS. Too much for me, actually - I laughed so hard I started coughing, and it all went downhill from there. Had to pop a Benadryl to stop the chain reaction.

I am just turning into a little medicine freaky-deaky. It's becoming a ritual now. All the little bottles of pills patiently waiting in a haphazard row on my dining room table for my daily swallow-fest. I've actually had to write down what pills to take when - my doctors keep changing the dosage on me, so I'm starting to lose track. AND, what's more - I'm going to get even MORE pills to take. Woo hoo!! Fun.

OK - tomorrow I shall tell y'all about The Heart Monitor. I guess I have to wear a halter thingy ("looks like a Walkman!") for 24 hours so they can monitor my heart rate. Something to look forward to, gentle readers!

P.S. - I just noticed the date. May 7th. Today is the 27th anniversary of my First Communion. Hahahaha!!!! Now that really is a funny one - how do I know this? Well, all of us good little catechists had to have a banner (remember, this is the 70's - they were still earthy crunchy post Vatican II'ing Kumbaya kinda thang) to decorate the parish. So, my architct father designed this awesome minimalist (obviously not made by a second grader) which then hung up in my bedroom for a long, long time. It may still even be there, although i haven't lived in my parents' home for over ten years now. Anyway, it was the last thing I would see before I would close my eyes going to bed. May 7, 1977.

posted by Subvervia 1:52:00 AM

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