Archive for October, 2007
Tonight Rocco made homemade Pad Thai.
Also, today I bought $400 worth of candy bars.
Snippets of conversation with Rocco while watching TV…..
Rocco and I see an advertisement for the upcoming local Susan G. Komen Race for the Cure.
Rocco: A race for The Cure? They were an okay band back in the 80s, but do we really need a whole fucking marathon to raise money to jump start their career?
Rocco and I see this commercial while watching television together.
Me: How come you never drape jewelry across my chest when I’m sleeping?
Rocco: He only did that because he felt guilty for sucking off a dude in the bathroom at Home Depot that morning. Trust me; I know.
I’m so lazy that I’m cross posting this (in part) from an email to my friend Jimmy.
The end of last week was pretty busy at work because [the local university’s) Family Weekend, a rodeo, and a giant family reunion were all in town. We were full for, like, four days straight. And I was the representative at the hotel’s booth at the business expo last Thursday and Friday, so I was there all day and worked pretty late into the early evening those days, plus worked the first and third shifts on Saturday because I had to train a new person on night audit. Guhhhhhhh. I was exhausted, and Sunday was my only day off. Not much you can do with your day off when you don’t get off until 7 a.m. that morning and have to go back at 7 a.m. the next morning.
I did manage to accomplish some stuff, though. I painted this thing in my room. It’s a large custom-made kitchen island on wheels with a detailed design on the sides made out of some sort of wood. (I think it’s pine.) The people who lived in my townhouse before me just left it there, probably because it’s crazy heavy. Plus, one of the wheels was off of it. So this weekend I painted it black to match my bedroom furniture. (My bedroom furniture came out of several boxes from Wal-Mart. I put it together myself!) I was pretty proud of my paint job, and I managed to attach the missing wheel. Even Rocco complimented me on it. When Rocco does a home improvement project — well, it’s like when you do a home improvement project. He’s got to draw up plans and set up a time line and color code stuff. Except you code in primary colors and Rocco uses pastels. (Kidding! Just kidding! But that was funny, wasn’t it?) Anyway, when I get a compliment from Rocco about a home improvement project, I’m pleased. Unfortunately, I don’t think I washed his good paintbrush out enough, even though I rinsed it for about 10 minutes. I’ve hidden the paintbrush from him. There’s no way that’s going to end well. When Rocco loans you his tools or implements — well, it’s like when you loan me your tools or implements.
My owner has been a complete dick this week, and there’s a lot of tension at the hotel. Some shit’s going down, and I want to come out smelling like a rose.
A representative from Timber Ridge, the facility in Benton that specializes in brain injuries, evaluated Mama on Tuesday. She’s an ideal candidate for the facility, but now we have to see if her insurance will pay for it. Timber Ridge will accept patients only if their insurance covers it. Here’s hoping.
And in the middle of all that shit, I managed to take my cats to the vet, clean my bathroom from top to bottom, make homemade chicken noodle soup, watch the first two seasons of Weeds on DVD, and play with my awesome new laptop.
Rocco made burritos for dinner. He just sang and danced to Star by Erasure. And now he’s singing The Homecoming Queen’s Got a Gun, substituting my name for Debi’s. There’s more irony to the last performance than you can ever imagine.
Movies I’ve seen are in bold. You’ll notice that not many are marked as such. Suggestions? I particularly liked Dark City. (I know. Something is wrong with me.)
1. Metropolis (1927)
2. A Clockwork Orange (1971)
3. Brazil (1985)
4. Wings of Desire (1987)
5. Blade Runner (1982)
6. Children of Men (2006)
7. The Matrix (1999)
8. Mad Max 2: The Road Warrior (1981)
9. Minority Report (2002)
10. Delicatessen (1991)
11. Sleeper (1973)
12. The Trial (1962)
13. Alphaville (1965)
14. Twelve Monkeys (1995)
15. Serenity (2005)16. Pleasantville (1998)
17. Ghost in the Shell (1995)
18. Battle Royale (2000)
19. RoboCop (1987)
20. Akira (1988)
21. The City of Lost Children (1995)
22. Planet of the Apes (1968)
23. V for Vendetta (2005)
24. Metropolis (2001)
25. Gattaca (1997)
26. Fahrenheit 451 (1966)
27. On The Beach (1959)
28. Mad Max (1979)
29. Total Recall (1990)
30. Dark City (1998)
31. War Of the Worlds (1953)
32. District B13 (2004)
33. They Live (1988)
34. THX 1138 (1971)
35. Escape from New York (1981)
36. A Scanner Darkly (2006)
37. Silent Running (1972)
38. Artificial Intelligence: AI (2001)
39. Nineteen Eighty-Four (1984)
40. A Boy and His Dog (1975)
41. Soylent Green (1973)
42. I Robot (2004)
43. Logan’s Run (1976)
44. Strange Days (1995)
45. Idiocracy (2006)
46. Death Race 2000 (1975)
47. Rollerball (1975)
48. Starship Troopers (1997)
49. One Point O (2004)
50. Equilibrium (2002)
For the first time in two years, I have a computer of my own. (Many thank yous, Jimmy.) No more stealing time away at work (maybe) or using Rocco’s computer. And I also have wireless, which is great for me. I plan to blog from the bathroom a lot just because I can.
Rocco and I are both in the kitchen right now on our respective computers. I predict we will cease verbal communication and begin IMing each other from across the table in 9.6 days.
My sisters, daddy and I met with Mama’s medical team today. She has made some progress at the new facility, including gaining some very limited mobility and a bit of control over her right hand. The primary obstacle is that she has no idea what the right side of her body is doing most of the time. Best as I understood it, it’s kind of like the opposite of having a phantom limb in that she’s really unaware that she has a right arm and leg. It’s very slow going right now, but she grows more cooperative every day, which means that the progress should continue.
Mama’s speech and language are also improving. She is much more communicative in general and often more coherent. Case in point: today she asked what day it was, and when told it was October 03, she was surprised to learn that almost a month had passed. She was particularly distraught to realize that she’s missed so much work. “You think somebody might need to sign me up for disability?” she asked her occupational therapist. We’re taking this as a good sign because it means that she’s thinking abstractly on some levels.
Mama will be discharged from her current rehabilitation facility — which focuses on physical and occupational therapy — on Oct. 17. At that point, we have decided to try to get her in to Timber Ridge Ranch, a residential rehab facility that specializes in brain trauma.
Finally, today my mother called me by name only once. The rest of the time she called me “Buffy” — which, of course, is totally awesome for me but not so good for her. But it also means that she remembers stuff about me and is making connections on different levels. So again, there’s progress.