Remember decent pensions? SUCH a good idea that was...

EM's father was a lifeline member of the printer's union. Which has a retirement community for its members in Colorado - everything taken care of. Yeah, socialism!

I don't mind instructional videos if it has accompanying text. What drives me batshit are the videos like "here's a video of this guy's favorite 3 iphone apps."

Okay, look here fucker, you could actually list the iphone apps in the text so I don't have to watch a video to learn what they are.

Radiation from stuff you breathe or eat, radiation inside you, had greater effect that external exposure.

If you think in terms of cumulative exposure, that's true. In this case, though, the comparison, albeit crude, is looking at the spinach that someone might eat in the next few weeks at most, since contaminated spinach and the like is easy to detect with simple radiation monitoring equipment. Therefore, it's reasonable to say that people would only be exposed to dangerous amounts of radiation from the contaminated food currently found in the markets if they ate hundreds of pounds of spinach in a short period of time.

Over the long term, if they kept eating contaminated food, a lot of the radioactive elements would leave the body, but some would be taken into the body and continue to emit small amounts of radiation. Epidemiological studies from Chernobyl and atom bomb workers have not shown much effect on mortality this type of low-level internal radiation.

I've gotta go see this. A Chicago theatre is bringing back the original R-rated version of Grease. The show opens on May 2nd.

Before there was "Grease," the 1972 Broadway hit, or "Grease," the 1978 movie, there was the musical first performed in 1971 in the former Kingston Mines Theatre on Lincoln Avenue. That R-rated "Grease" was much rougher and tougher than the popular versions that followed, for example with the sultry song “Kiss It” in place of “Hopelessly Devoted to You” and “Foster Beach” instead of the Hollywood confection “Summer Nights.”

Oh yeah, I've got tickets for that sometime that week. Should be fun.

Timelies all!

I mentioned a couple weeks ago about this thing my dentist recommended for my gums. It involved taking molds of my upper and lower teeth. I get a call last week saying that the trays haven't come in, so my appointment to pick them up was cancelled. Turns out the company that makes the trays has no record of receiving the molds. So I had to go in this morning to get molds taken again. Ugh.

If you've worked retail especially food service you will probably like this "Not always right" - a rare happy ending:

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My grandmother won't move out of her house either. And she fell again. Nothing broken this time but still a few days in the hospital.

Typo,

I have never seen that site. Now, the rest of my evening is gone.

The "mayo" one kills me.

I stayed with my grandfather until he passed. I don't think my little brother will leave the house until my mother passes (the thought makes me freak). I doubt they or we could afford assisted living beyond visiting hospice care. My sole remaining grandparent refuses to leave her home of eighty thousand years, and I think she'll outlive me. I think, despite my grandfather's constant grousing, that he was terribly lonely with just me and would have benefited from a more social community if he hadn't been so stubborn. I can't think of how much worse it would have been if I hadn't been there.

So, last June my director walked off the job. This morning my new director walked off the job (after having given her two weeks notice and giving me a heads up and making plans for the weekend work-wise. ED pissed her off so much she got in the car and drove). She didn't last five months. Part of me says "good for her, this is bullshit" and "I'm such a fucking coward that I'm sticking with the bullshit rather than risking the unknown devil of a new job". The other part says "Pussy and good riddance."