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Today the Dow drop to it’s lowest point since 1997 at 6763 down 299 points in one day.  The Dow Jones Industrial has gone down almost 24% since President Obama was inaugurated. Now I’m not saying it went down because he was inaugurated. It has gone down because of the spending policies of Congress and the Obama administration. And let’s give him the benefit of the doubt and say it’s not because of the wild spending and bailouts. Now is not the time to initiate the largest spending bills, new programs,raise taxes, and totally overhaul the health care system while every single day the economy gets worse. Where will the money come from to implement these programs when we will soon have double digit unemployment? The Obama administration wants to punish Wall Street for it’s greed and misdeeds.  But in doing this they also hurt the average American myself included who either have investments or 401k’s that are tied to the success or failure of Wall Street. This especially hurts those who are retired and had their life savings invested for their future. Many have seen their savings cut in 1/2.  And many who worked very hard and thought they could enjoy their golden years are now forced to go back to work. Notice when you go to the grocery store how many senior citizens are now working as baggers and check out persons.  President Obama was elected to give us change. If he gets his way with all of the new programs and expenditures he wants, the change in the basket on your dresser may be all the change you get.  Tell me what you think.  Thanks for stopping by.  Spiney

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In one stroke of a pen President Obama double the deficit of the United States. Then about 1 week later he promises to cut the deficit in 1/2 by the end of his first term through cuts in spending and raising some taxes.  Does anyone else see the bipolarness of this?  It’s like going out on a bender and then calling a family meeting to announce your quiting drinking. Both the President and Congress should have looked closer at their big spending bill the previous week if they wanted a good head start at cutting spending . Do we really need an 8 billion dollar hi-speed rail system between Disneyland and Las Vegas.  I’m all for Hi-speed rail.  We lag behind the world in Hi-speed rail but put it somewhere it can really help like between two major business centers like Washington DC and NYC.  Either way I digress away from my initial statement.  When announcing  that we need to cut the deficit did he really think we forgot that just 7-9 days earlier he doubled our deficit with the stimulus program and was proud of doing it. You can’t make this stuff up. One last thing. I’m tired of President Obama saying he inherited this horrible economy. President Bush is not solely responsible for the economic mess we are in. Congress had a large hand in it also. It takes congress and a president to create and sign off on a budget. Also while he may now have this economy on his plate he campaigned very hard to get this job. He knew what he was getting into. Quit acting like you found some big surprise behind door # 2. Hopefully someday we will all look back at these times and laugh about it, but I doubt it.  Thanks for listening… Spiney

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I’m posting this from a new found blog I found over at the Humble Libertarian.com.  I found his blog about a week ago and I find I agree many times with his thoughts on our current situation. Please take the time to read and absorb this.  I really do think it’s time to look outside the big 2 parties.  We are one of the only democratic countries in the world who have been limited, mainly by big money to listening and electing only pan “D” or Plan “R”.  Spiney

The Humble Libertarian's Timeline of Change

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The media is and has been biased for years always depicting men as the snorers and woman as those who suffer listening to their man snore.  Well I came home tonight after everyone else had gone to bed.  My Wife is snoring, like she does every-night. My Mother-in-law in the next room, just on the other-side of the wall is snoring.  And the cat, a male is snoring.  Now if pushed for an honest answer my wife will tell you on average I don’t snore.  It also be because I rarely sleep.  She would also tell you that I love her very much, but I do say “She snores like a water buffalo”.  I often nudge her asking her to roll over, use nose drops you name it something to make it stop.  Think of all of the commercials and magazine adds for snoring treatment, that mouth-guard you have to wear, the Breath-right strips, and the sprays. They all show men, usually overweight dopey looking men with hot disgusted looking wives with pillows over their ears.  Well this is all biased prejudice. I have it on good authority having been raised by a mom, married more than once, raised a daughter, having dated several women of all stripes, and now living with my wife and mother-in-law. Women snore, burp, fart even if they’re SBD’s, make foul noises in the bathroom, hiccup, and curse just like men. We are not the only practitioners of the foul arts.  Spiney

If you have been wrongfully accused of snoring, or put down for making other body noises by your significant other, spiney wants to hear from you.

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Warning this is semi graphic.

My apologies to Lennon & McCartney for the title and anyone who knows me.

Time frame Saturday evening until Sunday evening, early January.  Evening started with a wonderful visit from my sister and her husband and most importantly my Daughter who I don’t see enough of.  My other-in-law whom I live with spent the previous 24 hours frantically cleaning her house in anticipation of guest. The house got cleaned post Christmas this year because this is the 1st year we didn’t have a large family Christmas in this large Victorian home. Many happy Christmases have been had here with large gatherings, lots of children of all ages, and way too many gifts. But then unexpectedly the man of the house died. He was hospitalized for 45 days from just after Thanksgiving thru Christmas and into January of the next year. The holidays in this house haven’t been the same ever since. There were attempts, but they were pushed trying to be happy and it just wasn’t the same.  Then this year another tragedy struck. A family member became very ill. Instead of celebrating Christmas at the big house we all gathered at his families house and had a nice Christmas gathering. He gave a meal prayer that God willing we would all do it again next year. That left a real lump in your throat. Anyway that was a long way of telling you why the house didn’t get straightened up until after New Years, and why This Family gathering was important.  Spiney did his part by helping to clean his little piles of existence around the La-z-boy, and doing whatever the ladies asked.  Most days I need to be told what to do or I’ll do nothing. Not because I’m lazy, but depression and pain make you want to take the path of least resistance. If you’ve seen the Cymbalta commercials, that’s what it is really like.  Mom being an incredible cook, cooked us a wonderful dinner of stuffed pork chops, real mashed potatoes, stewed apples, and vegetable dish that Spiney didn’t partake in.  Being in my mental state I was nervous. When in depression you like what is familiar.  Anything that disturbs your groove, even though it may be a very positive thing, makes you nervous.  I was nervous as to what I would say. Would I have enough to say for more than 10 minutes of niceties?  When the majority of your days are spent with you, a cat, a rabbit, and the TV your conversation skills aren’t honed.  Except for those in your head.  They are very well exercised. You run the coulda, woulda, shouldas through your head all day.  Sometimes they even get a chance to come out.  And sometimes you have to yell “Shut Up” to get them to quiet. A noisy head is no fun.  It doesn’t allow for great productivity.  Well all that came to rest when my guest finally arrived.  They offered up conversation, as did the other two ladies of the house, my Wife and Mother-in-law.  So that gave me a springboard to jump in.  There was a time you couldn’t shut me up.  I was once class clown, life of party, foot in mouth guy, and once had very long, very meaningful conversations with my daughter. These conversations kept us both sane during her teens, and really bonded us.  I know she misses them and can’t understand where that went.  I miss them too. I have god days and bad.  Unfortunately the good are spread pretty thin and you got to be there when they happen.  Sometimes they are weeks or even months apart.  and when they come, I feel like I can do anything.  Anyway we had a great dinner. I did disturb my sister when I kept disappearing during the visit and meal. My medications make me thirsty so I drink a lot. I drink diet Sierra Mist Free because it’s  decaffeinated.  The 2nd part of the equation is drinking makes me pee a lot, but the pain killers I take 24×7 make it very hard to go. So I have two speeds in that department.  I either can’t go, or I go every half hour or less.  I take Flomax for that, which again is always advertised on TV.  I could be doing TV pharmaceutical commercials. So I kept going to the bathroom and this upset my sister for some reason.  My wife, mom, and cat are very used to it. If my sister reads this and gets upset that I call my Mother-in-law my Mom it is not out of disrespect to our much loved, deceased mother. It’s because she treats me very much like a son, she is a mother figure in my life, and it’s easier to write mom, than mother-in-law all the time.  We then exchanged belated Christmas gifts with my Sister and Brother-in-law before they had to leave.  I know my sister wants a closer relationship too.  Both our parents are dead, our older brother is estranged, many of our aunts and uncles have passed on also.  She feels I’m all the family she has, even though she has three sons, two that are married, one grandson, and a granddaughter on the way.  So she has family.  I wish we did more together too.  But again she doesn’t understand that while I look normal, my days are far from normal.  I bid her and her husband goodbye.  Then My Wife and I exchanged gifts with our daughter.  That was nice.  I think we surprised her. She’s our one and only so we did the best we could do.  We wanted to give the gift or more time together doing things we all like, such as concerts and plays.  But our schedules and the distance between us, about 1 hour, make it difficult. So we have that on the back burner in case we can work it out.  We then sat down to watch a movie. Since the Spineys don’t get out much we invested a windfall last year in a 42″ LCD TV.  This Christmas we followed up with surround sound.  This is our entertainment since we don’t get to the movies and such.  So we broke out “Mama Mia”  My Wife and I had seen the play in NYC and loved it.  This was the first time for our daughter and Mom to see it.  The first time actually for all of us to see the movie.  It was fun and uplifting.  The only bad part was feeling bad for Pierce Brosnan. They should have used a vocal dub.  Everyone else could sing pretty well, especially Meryl Streep, but not poor Pierce.  During the movie I was in a good bit of pain because I had been up quite awhile without rest. I sat with an ice pack on my shoulder, then my aching knee, and also used the massage of the La-z-boy throne. I had to change position constantly to redistribute the pain.  I also disturbed the others with my constant trips to the bathroom.  I got up probably 5 times during the movie.  At the end of the movie we checked out some of the bonus footage, because we all wanted a little more.  Then knowing I had to get up to travel the next day, and being co-dependant I kept asking my daughter if she had to go.  I was worried about her driving home, I was selfishly thinking about going to bed, and I was in unfamiliar territory.  At one time this was very familiar territory. When we all lived together My Wife, Daughter, and myself would often have all night movie, music, TV, or cleaning jags. We were all night owls who had gobs of energy at night and loved to sleep in late the next day.  We lived in a 2nd floor apartment with no neighbors. We would break out 100’s of 45’s from when I was a DJ and have our own little listening and dance parties till the wee hours.  Music, Family, conversation, and 13 rabbits we a big part of our life then.  That was before the 2 big operations and subsequent downturn of my pain. Plus our daughter grew up, moved out, went out on her own, had a life changing epiphany, we moved away and closed our business. A lot changed in a few years. But when we are together I think we all realize that we miss being a family.  I know my wife and I do, and we sense it in our daughter. And I will state here, I have changed the most. I’m in pain, I’m depressed, I’m alone a lot, and I’m not real fun to be around anymore.  So back to day.  Our daughter stayed a bit more, we had a bit of desert and we all bid adieu.

At this point I wanted to crawl right into bed, but we had to clean up the house to the spotless condition it was in earlier that day because everyone worked so hard on it.  Then we retired. Part of our nightly ritual is after we brush and such, and take my nighttime regiment of about 7 medicines I get a massage from my wife with a handheld percussion massager. This is every night to break up the pain. It usually last about 5 minutes though it could go one forever as far as I’m concerned.  It’s a concert of a little to the left, a skinch to the right, yes yes right there, that’s where it hurts.  Then onto another hurting spot, or instructions back to THE spot as my wife falls asleep.  And I have to have pity on her because she needs to get up the next day, I usually don’t.  But this day We both do, to travel to her Fathers for a belated Christmas gathering.  One last thing before we retire.  I get an Ice pack which is a semi frozen blue gell in a plastic pack, wrapped in a light towel.  I get one for each of us.  My Wife uses it to fight back her constant headaches, and I use it for my shoulder, neck, and back pain.  In fact I will go through about 3-4 throughout the night. We keep them in a small refrigerator freezer on the 2nd floor, just for this purpose. We now have 9 on hand at all time.

This is getting really long and I’m tired. Thanks for sticking with me.  It’s 1:45am so as they say on TV to be continued….

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Well spiney is a little raged right now.  I already wrote this whole entry once this morning.  I was down to my final thoughts when I hit some key stroke that wiped everything out. Repeated attempts at undo and ctrl-z you name it were futile, it was gone. So do I push on or wait till the light of day and a good nights sleep. Damn it’s already after 5am.

For those that are unfamiliar with the TV show Monk it is a comedy centered on a police detective Adrian Monk, a man who is OCD. His main obsession is cleanliness, and avoidance of germs.  He’s always using a hand wipe after touching something or someone. When it is flu season, or I’m around people with a contagious bug, I got into full blown Monk Mode.

Spiney has to take about 17 pills a day in order to keep my pain at a bearable level.  The one thing in this world I really fear and loathe is nausea. I can’t stand it and have very little tolerance for it. So I do all I can to avoid it like the plague. If I’m nauseous then I can’t take my pills. When that happens my pain level increases plus I get the added bonus of withdrawal from not taking my pain killers. Withdrawal symptoms are usually headaches, dizziness, and nausea.  So it is a viscous cycle.

Last week my Mother-in-law whom I live with came home with a stomach virus. To keep this entry PG we will leave it at stomach virus.  Just as she was getting over it, about a 2-3 day period, My Wife came home from work on Friday with the same bug.  So she got to spend her weekend off sick in bed or the bathroom. And she only gets every other weekend off, so she was really looking forward to it.  Well this much sickness in one home put me into my Howard Hughes mode. Again for those who haven’t seen “The Aviator” The late billionaire and inventor Howard Hughes was a big time germaphobe.

I needed to tend to my sick girls. Get them this, bring them that, and all with the minimum of contact.  Also if you really don’t want the bug you have to wipe down or not touch everything they touched. So out comes the Clorox wipes and several strategically placed dispensers of hand sanitizers. My hands are really dried out and chapped from 5 days of continuous hand washing and sanitizing.

Then there are the other things. 3am runs to the 24 hour supermarket for Ginger Ale for upset stomachs, Sherbet, and Saltine Crackers.  The staples of the sick room.  Oh I almost forgot, the Jumbo pack or double roll toilet tissue, ultra-soft. Also you always carry your own pen for when the checkout person who is hacking and sneezing needs you to sign the receipt with their flea bag pen. Or worse you use cash and they try to give you change with the hand they just coughed into. Finally you get rewarded by sleeping on the La-Z-Boy because sleeping in the same bed with someone who has the bug or flu is just like putting out a welcome mat for Mr. Virus.  The first night Mrs. Spiney could have cared less, she was too sick.  The second night she felt better and needed companionship.  She got the consolation prize, Tommy the cat who is great comfort and knows you need him when your sick or sad. Luckily we are told most illnesses are not trans specie contagious.  Now we are at the third night and she really wants old reliable Spiney by her side, but not too fast. The bed needs to be stripped and the linens boiled before I’m going back there.

But you do all you can do for them because you love them and hate to see them hurt.  Just like they stood by you through 2 major back operations, and at least a hundred Doctor visits.  Or they held your hand or rubbed your back when it feels like your spine is trying to push through your skin like something out of Alien.  My Wife and I taught our Daughter a lesson about all of this.  Everyone will be there for you when your fabulous and life’s a party.  But the ones who are there for you when your heads in the toilet puking, they are the keepers.  As far as we know she has found but 2 of those people outside her family, or a nurse who is paid to be there. And they are both keepers.  So thank everyone who ever took your temperature, emptied your puke bucket, got you an ice-pack, rubbed a boo boo, or just held your hand when you felt like shit. And do the same for them, just make sure you wash and sanitize that hand ASAP.

Love,  Spiney

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Well congratulations to our New President elect Barack Obama. It took us 232 years but we can now say we are truly a nation where all men are created equal. I wish him well as he will soon take on a very difficult job at one of the most trying times in our nations history.  John McCain put up a very good fight and by popular vote it was very close, but Obama won this election fair and square.  And that’s good because we needed an election where there were no questions as to whether he really won or not.  Congratulations to America for not making this election about race. It was about who we felt was the right person for the job.  Here is looking to a brighter future.  Spiney

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