I had another kidney stone over the last week or two. It came forth on Wed. night. It’s about the fifth over a three year period. This time of year seems to be the most likely for them to happen – when it goes from the warmer weather, which has me sweating pretty healthily, to the drastic drop in temperature and I’m not sweating at all. I was reading a bit more about them recently and apparently they are mostly calcium build up. I was under the impression it was caused by too much salt. I read that you can take them to science-people for analysis to see what the main element is but it seems like a lot of hassle.
Whereas the first three, in previous years, ended in an hour-long crecendo of stabby agony to the kidneys, the last two just involved a mild, angsty feeling in ‘me waters’ so to speak for a week or two. That feeling was enough to put me on notice to change eating habits (i.e. not too much for dinner, very little salt) and to glug down gallons of water. It was enough to flush it out.
The pain for me is when it actually goes through the kidney, not the urethra, as I’ve read is what what the worst part is for most guys. I’m grateful for that because I’ve read is terrible. There’s a pic of one on the wiki page that’s 8mm across (showoff). I couldn’t successfully photograph the one above with something in it for context but it’s 4mm across but that last stage, for me at least, is barely noticable so I must have a urethra like a fire hose.
When I look at this one closely it’s got all these jagged square geometrical shapes like a natural crystal. And this is not comparable to kids swallowing Lego heads or mules with drug condoms who shit them out again. You can get pretty much anything through the digestive tract if you put your mind to it. This was actually formed inside me. Not that I’m trying to glamorise it at all—I thought I was going to have a catastrophic meltdown right in the middle of working last Monday morning. But it does make me stand back and do a Keaneau Reeves whoah when I think that there’s geological features coming out of my dick.
I think this would have to be my absolutely best favourite song at the moment. Little beta brainwave explosions go off in my brain when I hear it and it makes me want to dress up is style similar to Jeannie in ‘I Dream Of Jeannie’ and twirl around with silk kerchiefs in my hands.
Don’t ask me about the still images attached to that clip. I don’t know what’s going on. Youtube is a mess these days but convenient for sharing songs like this.
I came across it in a compilation called ‘Soundtracks, Cop Show Themes and Movie Related Music’ which is part of a larger series called The Vibe – The Ultimate Rare Groove Series.
I used to know this family that had a black Labrador. It would exude this vibe of ‘sigh, I’m a black dog’. I’m going to watch a 1988 film, Black Dog. It has Patrick Swayze in it, so it’s bound to be good. Mostly, when I hear “Black Dog” I think of Led Zepp IV, and play it. The song after that is called Rock And Roll, but the line in the chorus is ‘Been a long time since I rock and roll’..ed? I guess, but it always makes me think of Binalong which you will have been through if you’d taken the most direct road-route between Melbourne and Sydney. (Hmm, well it used to. It may well have been bypassed by now.) If I was the Binalong tourist promotion person I’d make a TV ad campaign that used that song and the slogan, ‘Binalong time’. It’d attempt to entice Sydney yuppies to visit Binalong, and would probably fail miserably but it would have to be done.
If you’re interested in Korean affairs, then you might have heard about the sinking of the navy boat cheonan a couple of months back. I admit that I found it fairly easy to assume that it was north korea who dunnit, but then I also am aware of south korean peoples’ child-like tendency to fuck things up, not to mention the fact that we’re talking about a branch of an armed forces—that is, we all make boo-boos but when people with explosives do, we tend to hear about it.
My end conclusion was, yeah it probably was the N.koreans, but the s.koreans fudged their investigation, and rather than admit that, they started making shit up to make it look how they wanted. Again, I’ve seen minor versions of this chain of events and behavioural tendency in general life here.
No joke, I’ve walked past portrait shops where they show examples of their work in the window, large hang-on-yer-wall things of a family that get all dressed up in their best clothes, get the photo, then have it photo-shopped (badly, I might add) onto the background of someone else’s livingroom.
What I’m eventually getting to is this 20min doco, which actually goes a step further and kind of sums it up as the Korean navy and ruling govt party as actively covering up their incompetence and pointing to n.korea as the boogeyman.
Interesting doco, and good of them to make the effort to do it in English.
I’m no defender of n.korea – not in the slightest, but no one likes being lied to.
Now here’s progress, robots for teaching English in kinda. It was just last Monday that I was fantasising about having a conversation with my university students where I told them that one day in the future they would have a robot teaching them instead of me. Then I imagined the robot: it would be about 8 feet tall, shiny metal and if those students at the back kept talking out of turn, the robot’s hand would morph, Transformers-like, into a fat laser and blast their slack arses into smouldering, vaporised nothing.
Meanwhile, in the future I will be living on Mars with Elon Musk and a select group of other really cool people.