Where the W and T meet the F in Normal entries

  • Feb. 26, 2014, 2:38 a.m.
  • |
  • Public

This is what happens when I splice three different quarter finished things without segue, explanation or editing. Not my problem anymore.

Hey kids. Boy howdy, when I set my mind to it I write a hell of an email. The trick is to pretend you are writing a letter (we used to have to walk upstairs in the snow to find a pen and paper and scribble in our singular font individual letters and punctuation and either use a dictionary, strunk and white, or, mostly, write a word so illegible no one could tell it was spelled wrong). I know it sounds like I’m trying to be funny, and maybe I am just a little bit, but there is a distinction. Writing an email can be sloppy, we, ok I, get lazy, knowing how easy it is to move things around, that there really isn’t multiple drafts because it’s ongoing in editing and all your mistakes are highlighted. Well, most of them, neither word nor outlook knows you meant I do NOT have chlamydia when you typed I have chlamydia. Notice how the lack of NOT isn’t even in caps? In a real letter you run the ballpoint or fountain pen or quill over that line so many times it rips the paper and the new letter says I am fine, how’re you?

Ok. Youtube. I’m not a big you-tuber, or, really, a tuber of any sort, though I’ve been signed up for it since, well, you had to sign up, and used it way back when we didn’t have to walk in the snow or sign up for to be a tuber. Usually I just looked up music or followed someones link to the viral du jour which I rarely found quite as funny as they did but I was number 45 out of the 500 people the cc’d anyhow, and WTF, why did people think that they were somehow funnier or cooler for watching, say, a kid rack his nuts on a tricycle and being clever enough to email to 500 people? Occasionally I would look at reviews of certain things, but, for the most part youtube did it’s thing and I did mine and our paths didn’t cross so much.

With the whole PV/vaping world, most reviews are on youtube. Sure, your first page of google hits will show some written reviews and definitely some Where To Buy hits, but they’ll be more youtube reviews than I’m used to seeing for other types of products. Depends, for instance, I mean Depends reviews, will take you Amazon or Target or the manufacturers but, I pray this is true, not youtube (Christ now I’m going to have to look and I really hope if there video reviews that they are tongue in cheek). In the vaping community there are some youtube reviewers who are very well known, there’s even a few ebooks that dedicate the books to these reviewers. Some of them are retailers and it’s obviously a good market for advertising, you can’t beat the cost. Some are just people who sort of have their own cable show, I mean they have enough youtube subscribers to more than compete with local cable.

The reviewers are from all over the world too, we are big consumers here in the states, I mean in general, if there’s a global product we eat it up. But the vaping communities are pretty solidly entrenched in the UK, Europe, China. One of the things they all seem to have in common is that at some point in the review they will take a hit off the PV and it’ll be a long hit and they will blow out huge volumes of vapor. I don’t know if that’s how you’re supposed to smoke these things or not, I haven’t smoked one in front of a mirror and I don’t hang out with anyone else doing this, though I know a few, I wouldn’t hang out with them anyhow for other reasons. And the volumes of smoke are a selling point …? No, but they certainly are one of things that make this such an easy way to stop smoking. It’s what is missing in every other smoking cessation program; blowing smoke.

I forget who sued whom over what exactly, but a year or more back some pusher of the crack tasting cig look alike ecigs was forced to recant that ecigs were a smoking cessation program. It sort of seemed like semantics at the time, but they really were promoting that if you smoked them you had quit. Nicorette gum, however, sort of makes a similar claim, I don’t know, I guess because it was prescription only and you allegedly had to be under a doctors care --- I don’t know. In practical terms what it means is that PV’s are the broadest, most profitable smoking cessation device that is not allowed to call itself such and because of that has no organized smoking cessation support.

Smoking cessation support sucks. Nicorette has a 1-800 number, or it used to, way back in the last century when I made the most serious attempt to use the gum to quit. It was like calling a really disinterested and bad AA sponser who you didn’t know, made me feel a little dirty inside.

Except for the big volumes of smoke the reviewers have different styles. It’s a little surprising to me, especially with the younger ones, that some don’t really know much about the technology, I don’t mean the PV tech, but the broader tech like what an ohm is or that variable voltage and variable wattage doesn’t necessarily mean you should amp everything up to peak, or that the battery output doesn’t change even if the LED screen says you’ve just upped the wattage to 10.5.

The man in the moon can go fuck himself.

All the immensity of time and space

And he orbits a lover

Who rejected him.

Another morning with bureaucratic chores. Retirement home bureaucracy. It’s the kind that does forty in the passing lane with the right turn blinker on. Today was the assessment for the more permanent wing. I liked the nurse manager who did the assessment. She carried on in a professional and caring manner, laughed in the right places and not the wrong ones. My father is a very social creature and even in his dementia can be charming and funny on purpose. That’s not really an excuse for why most of the home health care staff or the rehab staff laughed at everything he said, but there is a predisposition to expect something funny purposely coming from his mouth.

The rehab meeting on his fourth day there had me about ready to slappaho. Todays assessment made me a lot more comfortable with the placement. I stepped outside for the memory part. I mean I told her yesterday I would do that. I told my mom she couldn’t come and it was cold outside. With his primary she helped him cheat on his memory test last year. He looks to her or I for answers on memory tests. I think it’s very hard for either of them to think the memory test isn’t personal, isn’t a reflection on him as a man. If his leg were broken I don’t think either of them would try cheating. Anyhow, left to his own devices he passed the test, which is to say he failed the test.


Loading comments...

You must be logged in to comment. Please sign in or join Prosebox to leave a comment.