More Fine Musical Selections

Only 13.5 hours of working on hearts today! What will I do with all this spare time? Once again, I wasn't allowed to touch the stereo system in the vascular lab. Thus, for the first few hours I got to listen to vintage '50's "Doo Wop". Personally, I think there's a lot of music from that era that's really good. Jerry Lee, Elvis (pre-fat), etc. But song after song of some guy singing in a falsetto, then hitting a bunch high notes like he's getting a prostate exam from Arsenio Hall gets old fast (if you can't tell why you don't want a guy like him on the giving side of a prostate exam, you've never had one). Later in the afternoon, I had a totally new music experience: Frankie Yankovic, the world's scariest looking accordian player. I associate polka music The Crusher, a professional wrestler out of Minnesota in the '80's who used it as theme music. Not with a physician screwing electrical leads into diseased heart tissue.

The time is coming: I will inflict my personal collection of Johnny Cash and Tool on the unappreciative masses in the lab. No complaints allowed.

Musical Torture

Worked 14 1/2 hours doing hearts (internal defibrillators/cardiac ablations) today. That's a long day, but tolerable anymore. What is soul-crushing however, is being forced to listen to the following soundtracks over those 14.5 hours:

Mary Poppins; The Music Man; various Elvis tracks (don't mind this, not that I own any); South Pacific...you know you're tired when "Gonna Wash That Man Outta My Hair" comes on and you start singing "gonna stomp that man right into the ground/gonna chain whip him for coming around" and announce you will be creating a new biker musical using all the melodies from South Pacific (Was forced to see this live starring Robert Goulet during my first marriage. Not conducive to happy thoughts, other than an old Saturday Night Live sketch featuring Will Ferrel as Robert Goulet, which gives me flashbacks to being drunk on Iraqi moonshine in a moldy tent, watching the sketch on a laptop with 14 other guys at the same time.); Grease.

I was able to shoehorn some Best of Santana in there for an hour to preserve my sanity. Also, I've had to listen to an approximately eight year old Ron Howard sing Gary, Indiana enough times that I permanently have a pathological hatred of that song. Tomorrow I will have to listen to much Hendrix(NSFW) to counteract the horrible feminizing effects.

Amendment IV

The right of the people to be secure in their persons, houses, papers, and effects, against unreasonable searches and seizures, shall not be violated, and no warrants shall issue, but upon probable cause, supported by oath or affirmation, and particularly describing the place to be searched, and the persons or things to be seized.

(h/t to The War On Guns)

A long time ago, I was a police reservist in a small town. I have a lot of sympathy for police trying to do their job, as they deal with a lot crap on a daily basis. It takes a lot not to become cynical, resentful, and generally fed up with humanity. However, being a gun owner, and a devout believer in "leave me the hell alone / don't screw with me & I won't screw with you" philosophy of life, I have no sympathy when those individuals with egos bigger than their brain abuse their badge. Extra points to the homeowner for unorthodox use of a taser.

It's good to know not all judges are convinced the Constitution is a "living document" open to local changes upon the judiciary's whim.

Bringing A Whole New Meaning To The Term "Foot Fetish"

Safe for work, although disturbing in new and unusual ways.

Hat tip to Garfield Ridge.

Sunday Ugly Gun Post

It's the same color as the Pepto Bismol I want after looking at it!

felony castration without malice and felony maiming without malice

No. 1: I would have never, never, been able conceive of coming up with the arrangement of words in the title through my own imagination.

No. 2: It gets weirder (h/t to Ace of Spades).

One Big Melting Pot

Customer service and faith clash at registers. I wonder if this gives left wing bacon lovers a headache: on one hand, this person is imposing their religious beliefs on other people, in public; a behavior frowned upon by the "enlightened" in our current society. On the other hand, as a living example of diversity (all hail diversity), we should respect this person's important cultural contribution that enriches us all.

If your convictions conflict with your job, get another job. In my career field, there are some procedures I would not be part of. That's why I work for an employer that doesn't do those things. Yes, there's actually a point past which I'm not willing to whore myself, and would have to quit. I understand when your personal beliefs make you refuse to engage in a behavior. Doesn't mean that actions don't have consquences.