Lasik

Thanks to everyone for all the well wishes for my long awaited Lasik.

It was one of the weirdest experiences I have ever been through, but also one of the best decisions I've ever made in my life. I'm sitting here this morning and I can see just about as well as I could before with my contacts. I'm told that my sight will fluctuate over the next few days. I was a little concerned last night because of the amount of blurriness I was experiencing. I thought that I may have to have my eyes adjusted which really would've been no surprise and it's covered in the price I've already paid for the whole procedure. I took off my eye shields this morning and was very pleasantly surprised. I've always felt that having horrible eyesight has been one of the things that defines me. It's wonderful to finally be able to change that.

The surgery itself was relatively painless. All I felt was some pressure and I had to try to stare at a blinking red light. I saw the things they were moving over my eye. There were a lot of eye drops. Each eye took no more than 5 minutes from start to finish. The next couple hours were the worst. My eyes were draining like crazy and it kinda hurt to open them. They were extremely light sensitive. I came home and got comfy in the recliner part of my couch and went to sleep for a couple hours. When I woke, they weren't draining nearly as bad and it just felt like I had a up-side-down contact in each eye (basic discomfort). I dosed off a couple more times in the evening. I watched Idol and closed my eyes during the commercials. This morning, my eyes are relatively dry. I see myself using the artificial tears a lot today. I have two other types of drops that I have to use 4 times a day for 7 days.

Made me laugh... shit in a box

In a rather unseemly new interview with Life Style Extra, braindamaged rocker offspring Kelly Osbourne reveals that her mother used to force her to defecate in a box, which Sharon would then send to her enemies in the media. Say what you will about Kelly's candor, but this story fills me with a fuzzy feeling of nostalgia for my own youth, specifically those perfect Saturday mornings when my mom would drag me away from cartoons long enough to poop into an empty kleenex box that she would later mail to Sally Jessy Raphael for not taking a tougher stance with all those heathen teenagers.

Source: http://www.bestweekever.tv/2007/01/11/sizzler-kelly-osbournes-sht-in-a-box/

Global Warming

This picture was taken on Christmas out a window looking at my back yard. Reminds me of winter in TN. That was a great winter (except for when we got stuck in an ice storm trying to drive back to MI).

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