Hey y’all! I’d like to direct you to Freddy’s Fan Fiction Episode 8! It was recorded this past Thursday night, and I’ve just finished cobbling together the audio-only podcast version. Watch the YouTube version here. Listen to the Audio Podcast version here. Subscribe to the podcast here. Read along with the show here. This is […]Read More Sensitive Saturday – Freddy’s Fan Fiction Episode 8
Hey, just a heads up to all of my new (and old) followers that I do a show every other week called Freddy’s Fan Fiction. I take the best and worst of fan fiction that I can find on the web. Then I gather some guests together and we all dramatically read the stories. None […]Read More Episode 8 of Freddy’s Fan Fiction
I pride myself on what I describe as ‘infinite patience’. Well, I used to. A while back, while I was in college, I had a couple of simultaneous jobs that required that infinite patience. First, I was a TA teaching Freshman Chemistry Lab. (and I was the only undergrad teaching the lab too, so I […]Read More Patience
You’ve all seen it. Or at least you’ve heard about it. Maybe you’re one of the folks who contribute to it. It’s the Echo Chamber. These days it’s mainly on television and the internet. If it’s happening on TV, it’s usually when the talking heads are screaming at each other or at imaginary opponents or ideas. […]Read More The Echo Chamber
Moment 1 I was at work yesterday (yes another work story), and Boris the Soviet Love Hammer was there again, buying his 40s of Bud Light and a handful of scratch-off tickets and lotto tickets. It’s difficult to communicate with a person with a thick accent. It’s doubly difficult to do it when he’s drunk […]Read More Some moments from yesterday
My wife, Dr. TFred, works at a hospital as a surgery resident. In this hospital, there is a surgery resident lounge where the residents can do their paperwork, watch TV, relax on a couch, and have pretty much all their needs taken care of. This is all because of Jimmy. Jimmy is the caretaker of […]Read More Jimmy
In most jobs, there is some kind of dress code or even a strict uniform. Mine is no exception. The uniform is: white button-up shirt, tie, khaki pants, name tag, shoes of some kind. Last night, I was expecting to be working alongside a particular coworker. This coworker was the same one I described in […]Read More The Wrong Trousers!
One of the alleged perpetrators of the Boston bombings and shootings has been caught, and the other killed. This is old news to anyone by now. The question posed to the people in charge is, “what do we do with him now?” String him up I hope the doctor taking care of him just kills […]Read More What makes us civilized?
[This post is written by my wonderful younger sister, Sarah. She is out on an adventure in the world, and she wanted to tell a story from where she works; a nursing home in Australia.] I knew a man of few words. Literally, very few words. He was able to speak 13 words and these […]Read More GUEST POST – I knew a man of few words
Yesterday’s post was a bit heavy, and I don’t want to overly weigh people down. So let’s talk about silly things. First, I want to direct you to Episode 18 of Talking Shit with Dave and Earl. I was on this episode, and I had a blast. It’s titled “It’s Raining Men.” It will make sense […]Read More A little levity