Monday, November 13, 2006

artistic thoughts in all

I need to take time out and take some new scene shots--but fall after the colors have faded to me it is hard to find the perfect shots that catch my eye. As I drive along a back road,,or a busy city I always look for that perfect photography shot,,,almost like a perfect recipe. The picture to me should always create an "awe" of sorts. I per-fur scenic shots or posed shots. The Candi type one takes of family members never really come out good for me,,,,usually it looks good but as I go to snap it,,they either are giving a weird expression or grabbing at food and that never comes out very photogenic. I prefer still shots of nature. Like this shot here of a beaver's dam. The colors all around it make for such a tranquil spot,,,relaxing,,,not the hustle bustle of the every day world,,,,it gives you a chance to stop and take a breath...and appreciate. Today was my sorta reflection day,,,as I took out the morning garbage I thought of a poem...I am still working on the perfection of that,,almost like a artist with a brush. Can any one relate to that?,,,Well I dwell ed on that poem for a bit and a day has past and the poem is gone. Abandoned in the moment. Today After my Am case I was going to go on this new back road that I am sure must have some water on it being named Reservoir road, but it was raining out and I was yadda yadda on the phone and drove past the road before I realized it. I get into these weird moods,,,where I either have to be in total control and do a excellent job,,,even thou it might mean telling others how to do things,,,like at the Nursing home,,,the aides there,,I can't even say I would ever give some of them a good evaluation. Maybe one or 2 at the most. The Rn's there are another story,,,I find them doing a excellent job with all the patients they have to deal with. Most of them are Filipino and they are great. They all want me to work there but as I explained to them tonight,,,If I worked there that would take the fun out of my fun. I need to be my own boss. I have changed a diet order on this one geriatric gentle man that is friendly to my patient,,,I think that will really help him. I have put in orders for hearing aides. I have taught the weak and meek to raise their hands and yell out when they need help and are being ignored...for this I am most proud. Some of these people have been there for months with shitty service from the aides and I think it should change. My friend Linda calls me the PidePipper of the elderly,,,they would riot when I stop going. Thursday I am bringing a big ball and we will toss it or roll it around with about 10 of the loneliest residents,,,it will cheer them up and give them hope for a better tomorrow,,,,All my care is like how Dr. Patch Adams would have done it,,,to me they are Mr. Jones- Mrs. Smith not !Rm 106 abed with a case of dementia,,,or B-bed double amputee. People are people,,,just because they are old doesn't mean they are any different than a 30 year old,,,they have a great sense of humor,,,if they had it when they were younger they still have,,,and yes all those mean nasty people that were young still have the same attitudes when they are older...People are people....Remember that!!! Happy trails!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!World's Shortest Psychiatric JokeA man walks into a psychiatrist's office wearing only underwear made of saran wrap.The psychiatrist says, "Well... I can clearly see your nuts."#######################################Subject: New Drink........A woman and her boyfriend are out having a few drinks. While they're sitting there having a good time together she starts talking about this really great new drink. The more she talks about it, the more excited she gets, and starts trying to talk her boyfriend into having one. After a while he gives in and lets her order the drink for him. The bartender brings the drink and puts the following on the bar --A saltshaker, a shot of Baileys, and a shot of lime juice.The boyfriend looks at the items quizzically and the woman explains. First you put a bit of the salt on your tongue, next you drink the shot of Baileys and hold it in your mouth, and finally you drink the lime juice."
So, the boyfriend, trying to go along and please her, goes for it.He puts the salt on his tongue -- salty but OK.He drinks the shot of Baileys - smooth, rich, cool, very pleasant. Hethinks - this is OK.Finally he picks up the lime juice and drinks it ...... In one second the sharp lime taste hits....... At two seconds the Baileys curdles.... At three seconds the salty curdled bitter taste hits.This triggers his gag reflex but being manly, and not wanting to disappoint his girlfriend, he swallows the now nasty drink. When he finally chokes it down he turns to his girlfriend, and says, "Man, what do you call that drink?"
She smiles widely at him and says,"Blow Job Revenge"

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

you are so right>>> when we get old we will not just sit there with out a fight. keep up the good work and when i come down there i will bring bears for all on your floor.. take care love ya