I got the fever!

Ever hear of Dengue fever? Sounds rather innocuous. It's pronounced "den-gee." Kinda silly isn't it? The symptoms are similar to the flu; fever, achy joints, sometimes a rash.

So you're thinking, just pop a couple of Bayer and you're golden, right? Oh yeah, you also vomit blood and have bloody diarrhea. Hence it's pen name-dengue hemorrhagic fever.

Ain't no aspirin gonna cure "bleeding out the anus" fever! Remember when I told you that one of the symptoms is joint pain. Sometimes the joint pain is extremely severe, which gave rise to another nom de plume-bonebreaker fever!

We're so beyond aspirin, dimetapp, or even cowbell. Seriously, bonebreaker fever?!? At this point you're thinking the cure is a transfusion of some sort-blood, tissue, whole organs, cloning. Wrong! You know what cures dengue hemorrhagic bonebreaker fever? Time.

Glad I live in the 21st century.

Yep. You just grab an hourglass and stare at the sucker until your immune system kills the fever. Or the fever kills you. If you die, Time just wasn't a cheerleader on your sideline.

So I hope no one out there gets the bonebreaker fever. At least no one who comes into close proximity to me. I'm kidding. It's spread through a mosquito bite. Damn mosquitos!

Still, if you're gonna die of a fever, I'd rather say that the "bonebreaker" did me in rather than a wimpy color like "yellow."

Here's the article that got me going on this random rant.

Mazy Monday

Just got back from the gym and all I want to do is lie on the couch and slip into a blissful nap. But since I have to work in a couple of hours, I figured I'd blog to keep from falling asleep and having the post nap was too short headache. Besides, reading his post might help you find some nappy time.

Saw The Orphanage over the weekend. Classic, moody, and haunting! Great performance by the beautiful Belen Rueda. And she has breasts that defy gravity. Catch the trailer in HD here.

Going to 2 job interviews interviews tomorrow. One's at a chinese restaurant, the other's at a mexican joint. Would I rather sling moo shu pork and cocktails served in porcelain buddhas or chicken enchiladas and margaritas?

I also saw the pilot of the new series Terminator: The Sarah Connor Chronicles. I'm a huge fan of the old T-100 model, but the Cameron (over the top homage or just damn narcissistic) model is definitely catching. Plus she's played by the lovely Summer Glau. The title is way long but it's definitely worth a viewing. There is a scene where Sarah and John Connor wind up naked in front of each other and I found it oedipusly fascinating.

Okay, I have to shove off for work now. Still tired. Good thing I get free java at work. I'm going to pour some down my pants.

Ciao!

Terror at the Barbershop!!

Hey everyone! Not too much to write about. It's been a spectacularly uneventful week. Highlight of the week-saw a movie. Juno, to be more specific. Fantastic flick. Smart, funny, great acting. Go see it!

Also got my hair cut. First time since I've been out here. I hate going to a new barber. Actually, it's more that I don't know how to describe how I want my hair cut. I freeze up like a sno-cone when the barber says "how do you want it cut?" I respond "uhh, just a trim" which is universally accepted as "I've got no clue and my butt is sweating." Then the barber will usually say "how about some short layers and I'll texturize the perimeter." At this point, I can only frighteningly nod because it sounds like they just declared war on my scalp. So after they are finished and ask "is this alright" I quickly respond "it's perfect" because they still have the scissors and I just want to leave before I piss on myself.

Sorry this post was a trip to Dullsville but I can't pinch out diamonds everytime.

Oh wait. Before I sign off, I want to say Happy Birthday to my little brother Ken before it's too late. So, Happy Birthday Bro! Do you realize that you're the last of Dad's sperm that got intimate with one of Mom's eggs? Aren't you proud?