Deena, they're doing you a little favor. And one day, maybe, they'll need a little favor from you.
Emily, you just made me laugh. And then I shivered.
Cash, it's true that it's rented and really belongs to them, but man, if I rented a piece of expensive equipment out to someone, I'd damn well want them to replace it if they fried it completely. I wonder if they have insurance on them?
This evening? We're buying the damned entertainment center we can't really afford that puts the components behind glass AND on top of the TV.
Since I have about 20 resumes floating about all hopeful like, I'm much more inclined to run to the phone these days.
My number's unlisted, so I don't get a whole lot of sales calls.
if I rented a piece of expensive equipment out to someone, I'd damn well want them to replace it if they fried it completely. I wonder if they have insurance on them?
They probably, do. Or else they can take it back and fix it and give it to someone else. I'm sure the actual device ends up being not so expensive when you're producing hundreds of thousands of them. If they can sell DVD players for $50 now, I wonder what it costs to produce one?
Ginger, I'm going to look into that. Though Kara can probably pick locks with the pieces of her doctor kit, or the left front leg of her toy raptor.
On the other hand, I can understand her parents frustration that the husband had denied therapy since the early 90s.
My reaction is that the husband fought for his wife's recovery then, in the early 90s, admitted to himself that she was never going to recover. His parents have never made that admission.
And according to the appeals court, they're wrong. She's not getting better, not ever.
The text of the decision is here, and it's worth reading.
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In the final analysis, the difficult question that faced the trial was whether Theresa Marie Schindler Schiavo, not after a few weeks in a coma, but after ten years in a persistent vegetative state that has robbed her of most of her cerebrum and all but the most instinctive of neurological functions, with no hope of a medical cure but with sufficient money and strength of body to live indefinitely, would choose to continue the constant nursing care and the supporting tubes in hopes that a miracle would somehow recreate her missing brain tissue, or whether she would wish to permit a natural death process to take its course and for her family members and loved ones to be free to continue their lives. After due consideration, we conclude that the trial judge had clear and convincing evidence to answer this question as he did.
This is what annoys me about the news coverage. It presents primarily the parents' side of the story. The judges' story says that we had to pick one of two points of view; based on the facts as presented to us, the husband's view is correct.
It's like any court case. Person A says beep. Person B says boop. Somebody has to lose. The fact that the Schiavo parents have lost doesn't mean that their case wasn't fully presented. It meant that they lost. Somebody had to lose.
The one phone jack in our house is in an awkward place, so we got a cordless phone. Unfortunately, if I have the handset near me so I can answer it easily, it tends to run out of juice and not ring when someone calls. And if I leave it on the charger/cradle, I have to do a mad dash from wherever else I am to the phone to catch it before it slips over into answering machine mode. I don't feel like doing that very often.
No one calls my cell phone. It is a lonely and neglected piece of electronic equipment.
I have a peephole. However, I'm also on the third floor of a building without an elevator. Salesfolk/Evangelists/Loonies rarely make it up past the second floor.
Ditto.
I don't answer the phone unless I know who it is or was expecting a call. I am very happy to have caller ID.
This too. I like to check the ID to see if I need to pick up and tell the telemarketer off or if I should swallow my food before answering to talk to a prospective employer.
No one calls my cell phone. It is a lonely and neglected piece of electronic equipment.
Mine is a pre-paid cell phone that I use rarely. It's mostly for emergencies, for when I'm travelling or other minimal uses. It is not my primary phone.
It's nearly 5, and we're all caught up here. Can I go home?
