Born on Seaweed
It's a GBV marathon of sorts over here tonight. Pretty good way to do it, and it always leads me to a High Life or two to get into the mood appropriately. A lot of what I am listening to is the suitcase, too, which means silly titles like "Taco, Buffalo, Birddog and Jesus"
One of the things that I was trying to do while listening to GBV this evening was my overdue hospital dictations. Basically the premise is that I have to dictate the clinical course for all the kids I see in clinic or take care of in the hospital. This is something at which I am terribly attrocious. I feel for the transcriptionist who has to deal with my pauses, my actually I meants, and the incoherent mutterings coming out of my mouth itself. I'll just chalk it up to something that I will have to get better at in time.
It might be silly if some of the GBV lyrics showed up in the actual dictations, with the transcription mistakenly hearing the music through the phone reciever. I can imagine the pediatrician receiving the dictation letter exclaiming, "I am glad to hear Johnny is all right, but what is this whole thing about the bitter fish in the crude oil sea?"
And anytime guitar work leaked through, maximum riffage would show up in parentheses.
These DVR'd cooking shows easily provide my full dose of entertainment for the evening. Ina made tequila lime chicken with a baked corn dish and key lime pie, and Giada added her bean soup with Italian corn bread. Now, you're probably saying to yourself "Italian corn bread???" Well if you hold your horses I'll tell you that she added sun-dried tomatoes to the mixture. That makes it Italian. Steven did great Texas and Oklahoma bbq, and I made a frozen pizza. Veggie Supreme.
I got just enough baseball in tonight as well. A couple innings of Twins/Tigers, a couple innings of Sox/Angels. The NL is in troubbble. I miss Harold Reynolds.
Lastly, I am about a week and a half from a camping trip up to the North Shore of Minnesota. The North Shore refers to Minnesota's Lake Superior Shore and is lined with state parks, small towns, and great hiking. I am pretty excited and luckily was able to squeeze a reservation for one of the last available camping spots left up there for the weekend. I anticipate scenic drives, scenic hikes, loads of stars, and lots of good food around the campfire.
(maximum riffage)
One of the things that I was trying to do while listening to GBV this evening was my overdue hospital dictations. Basically the premise is that I have to dictate the clinical course for all the kids I see in clinic or take care of in the hospital. This is something at which I am terribly attrocious. I feel for the transcriptionist who has to deal with my pauses, my actually I meants, and the incoherent mutterings coming out of my mouth itself. I'll just chalk it up to something that I will have to get better at in time.
It might be silly if some of the GBV lyrics showed up in the actual dictations, with the transcription mistakenly hearing the music through the phone reciever. I can imagine the pediatrician receiving the dictation letter exclaiming, "I am glad to hear Johnny is all right, but what is this whole thing about the bitter fish in the crude oil sea?"
And anytime guitar work leaked through, maximum riffage would show up in parentheses.
These DVR'd cooking shows easily provide my full dose of entertainment for the evening. Ina made tequila lime chicken with a baked corn dish and key lime pie, and Giada added her bean soup with Italian corn bread. Now, you're probably saying to yourself "Italian corn bread???" Well if you hold your horses I'll tell you that she added sun-dried tomatoes to the mixture. That makes it Italian. Steven did great Texas and Oklahoma bbq, and I made a frozen pizza. Veggie Supreme.
I got just enough baseball in tonight as well. A couple innings of Twins/Tigers, a couple innings of Sox/Angels. The NL is in troubbble. I miss Harold Reynolds.
Lastly, I am about a week and a half from a camping trip up to the North Shore of Minnesota. The North Shore refers to Minnesota's Lake Superior Shore and is lined with state parks, small towns, and great hiking. I am pretty excited and luckily was able to squeeze a reservation for one of the last available camping spots left up there for the weekend. I anticipate scenic drives, scenic hikes, loads of stars, and lots of good food around the campfire.
(maximum riffage)
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