The Best Cat Ever: The Beginning, A Good Place to Start

Nuggy: Sept., 1998 – June 16th, 2017

My wife and I moved into our first house in June of 1999. After a few months of settling in, the daughter of one of my wife’s friends got caught with a cat in her apartment, and had to get rid of him. A few days later, Nugs was living with us.

That was probably the last time we called him Nugs. We preferred Nuggy, and I think he did, too.

Nuggy had a lot of nicknames. Nugaboo, Nugglypuff, the Cat Man Do, Nuggyotto (I don’t know why, but Christine and I made sure never to miss Pokemon on Saturday mornings.) When the kids came along, they added to the list –  Kitty Boom Boom was a favorite, and I have no idea where it came from. Everybody had their own names for Nuggy. Nuggy was a pretty friendly cat, once he warmed up to you, which didn’t take long. Continue reading

Fatal Friday: My Latest Brush With Death!

Well, maybe not a brush, but, we were in the same vicinity.

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Friday night, I drove my daughter to her Eighth Grade Dance.  I was ready to go at the appointed time that she appointed via text earlier that evening.  We hopped in the car and took off.  She sat in front.  I was honored: I was taking her somewhere her friends would be, and she was allowing me to be seen with her.

A few blocks before P Road and R Road, I remembered seeing her ticket on the desk while I checked email. Continue reading

Spoiler: I Won

One of the precepts of 80’s movie wisdom is, “Sometimes, you just gotta say what the fuck.”

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One of the websites I visit for writing is Re:Fiction.  Re:Fiction has interesting articles and writing prompts, and they also have a biweekly newsletter.  One of the features of the newsletter is a writing challenge.  Sometimes I’ll give them a try, sometimes not, it depends how quickly something pops into my mind. On rare occasion, I’ll even send my attempt. Continue reading

Fortune Cookie 03-30-17

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Sure, the cookie tastes like cardboard with a hint of lemon, but sometimes, the message inside can be intriguing.  Assuming you remember to take the paper out, first.  I’ve been saving my fortunes for the last few years.  I thought some were funny, others weird.  I do it mostly for shits and giggles, what I call “The S&G Factor.”

Here’s a fortune from 2013:

Always stick around for one more drink.  That’s when stuff happens.

That fortune sounded like the opening of an old time detective film.

Nicotine Patches

I’ve stuck to a resolution pretty well so far.

I haven’t had a cigarette since January 1st.  I tried quitting last Fall, but just doing it out of the blue didn’t seem to work too well for me.  Guess I needed a place holder, or a landmark, or a milestone to start.  Why not New Year’s Day?

So there it is, no smokes since  4 AM, New Year’s Day.  I saved my last two for that morning.  I had to get up and go to work, so I stuck to my usual morning ritual.  I got up, had some breakfast while reading email and Facebook, then grabbed a smoke before the bathroom.  I had my last smoke after the bathroom, then took a shower.  The patches tend to stick better when you’re freshly showered. And use regular soap on the area you’re going to stick the patch.  Shower gels and other such products leave a residue of moisturizers that interfere with the patch sticking.  And plan on putting the patch on a different area every day.  They may look like bandages, but they are delivering chemicals that are absorbed through your skin.  When I take a patch off at night, the area of skin where I placed it looks sunburned.  The directions even say to use a different area every day.  I tend to alternate between shoulders.

And ya, read the directions.

I take mine off at night.  They can be used twenty-four hours, but, that must be for really heavy smokers.  I’ve forgotten and left a patch on when going to bed.  That didn’t end well.  I tossed and turned a lot.  I also had very vivid dreams when I did fall asleep.  I’ve been woken up by dreams before, but I would instantly forget them.  No such luck if I left a patch on.  I will wake up startled and not be able to forget what the dream was about.  The worst was a couple of nights ago.  I woke up, trying to save myself from a situation.  I figured out how to solve it and slipped back into the dream, only to presented with another problem after my solution.  I slipped back out of the dream and repeated the cycle.  I’m still not sure if I actually woke up, or if it was just one continuing dream.  The patches can fuck with your head like that.

Take the patch off before going to bed.  I actually try to remember to take mine off 30 minutes to an hour before bed, just to be sure.  Throw them away where pets or kids can’t get to them, there’s still a lot of chemicals on the patch.  On your skin, too, still being absorbed.

I’ve used the gum on a couple of occasions.  The gum helps with a strong craving set off by a trigger.  My trigger is usually spicy food.  In a related story, I seem to be craving chocolate more since quitting.  Must be something to do with brain chemistry.

Back to the gum.  The gum can be effective, but it tastes like crap.  Imagine keeping a hard candy mint in your back pocket.  All month.  Then shitting yourself before trying the mint.  That’s the gum in a nutshell.  I remember the first piece felt like fiberglass insulation in my mouth, but that sensation seems to have receded after more uses.

I started Step 3 today, the 7 mg patch.  I started with 21 mg on January first, and went to 14 mg at the beginning of February.  I think the multiples of 7 subconsciously appeal to the Math major in me.

Math Limerick Translation

Last week, I posted a Math Limerick I found on the internet. It looked like this:
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And now, for the translation!

A dozen, a gross, and a score,

Plus three times the square root of four

Divided by seven,

Plus five times eleven,

Is nine squared and not a bit more!

I hope you enjoyed.

The Top Ten Other Names The Lake Erie Monsters Were Considering Before Becoming The Cleveland Monsters

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The 2015 Calder Cup Champion Lake Erie Monsters are now the Cleveland Monsters.  I don’t like it.  In a sport as superstitious as hockey, how do you change your name when there are players who probably haven’t changed their socks since winning the cup?

“Lake Erie” is a name the entire area can get behind.  Think of the Texas Rangers or the New England Patriots.  Sure, everyone is behind the Browns, the Cavaliers, and the Indians, because we are the greatest fans on the planet, but, changing from “Lake Erie” to “Cleveland” takes away some of that recognition.  The team goes from belonging to the North Coast, to another Cleveland team, largely supported by the suburbs. Continue reading