The absolute dumbest prescription I have ever seen:
Sent via facsimile, mind you...

Norvasc 5mg #90 1 po qd refill x3

I'll leave off all the patient specific stuff for HIPAA purposes, but everything on this Rx was perfect...up until the very last line...

***CANCEL THIS PRESCRIPTION***

Why the hell did you fax it to us then???

Waitress, I would very much like a cool, refreshing glass of ice water....did I just order ice water?  Please cancel that.  I don't want water at all.  I want the complete opposite of water.  What do you have that's least like water? 

I think I have absolutely nothing to add to this...except possibly: I'm so there. 

Mike Carano is boldly going where no man has gone before.
The 38-year-old Fullerton resident is directing and producing a live stage version of an episode from the original "Star Trek" TV series. He won permission to mount the show from Paramount Pictures - which owns the rights to the ultra-lucrative sci-fi franchise and previously had never allowed the show's characters, dialogue and music to be used for a live stage show.

Stuck at work today on a rather gloomy Saturday.  Sailing instruction proved a little difficult as the Good Lord did not feel like providing any wind for 2 weeks.  But I could not have been all bad, for they invited me back to teach Capri 2 (intermediate sailing).

So I have not been too busy today, giving me time to fire off this gem (sent to Parking Services at UCI):

Dear Sir or Madame,
Parking meter number 2 at the ARC only goes up to 45 minutes. On two occasions it has continued taking my quarters without providing me with any extra time (beyond the 45 minutes). I would guess that I have wasted $1 on this meter. Additionally, I have suffered much anguish wondering if I would be ticketed due to the meter's malfunction. If meter number 2 is not repaired immediately, I will begin boycotting this parking space.
 
Back to work.

Long time no blog. Busy, busy, busy.

Tonight I made my first dollar from sailing. Or to be more correct, my first 36 dollars. At least I think I did. I'm not 100% positive that they are paying me. At any rate, I'm teaching a beginning sailing course. Capri 1, new classes starting every 2 weeks if anybody is interested. I'm exhausted and I have writer's block. Off to bed.

Much to report.

1) My haiku has paid off. I am the brand new recipient of a Plantronics Freehand Headset. I have to lock this baby up at night. Why didn't I ask for a new car?

2) I beat T-Mobile. Aside from the fact that the phone never seemed to work anywhere that I happened to be, I had no real complaints against the company...until we tried to get out. I bought a couple of phones online from AT&T, and they ended up porting our numbers 6 days early. T-Mobile hit me with a $400 early termination fee. It only took 2 phone calls, much waiting, and no yelling to get these charges removed. Anyway, more proof that you should never buy a phone just because Catherine Zeta-Jones is hot. That link might not go to a real website. I'm afraid to click it at work. My apologies if it's porn, or something.

3) I'm now worth $50 million. That's right, I've adopted a beach. It's a nice little place in the numbered streets. If anybody would like to help clean it...

My first Haiku
by Michael B. Lasko (Can you believe I'm still not in the top 10 Google searches for Michael Lasko or Michael B. Lasko?

three naked wires
fear of electrocution
good work injury

So I've been waiting for a new headset for 3 months. In protest, I decided to write a haiku. You know, just like Jack.

Nothing on TV tonight, so I was watching Blind Date reruns. Best place to take a date? Brennan's Pub. That's right: Turtle races. How can you beat turtle racing? If you can't wait to get out to the pub, try clicking here. Turtle #3 is the money turtle. I've been studying his habits.

I feel like my best friend is moving away.

WEST NEWPORT -- The city's resident bad boy, Dennis Rodman, is trading his beachfront party pad — which sold Thursday for $3.8 million — as well as his wild reputation, for a more mild, family-oriented lifestyle.

Sorry again about the required login. The Times is free and worth every penny. But if you would like a synopsis: Rodman hasn't had a drink in 6 months and his house went for more than expected because Rodman lived there. People are nuts.

One time, I was sailing a Shields....(may this never happen to me)



Fishing boat runs aground
Neighbors get an early wake-up call when a vessel crashes into rocks below their homes. No one was seriously hurt.

Sorry if you have to sign in to the LA Times website. It's free, but the picture tells the story.

Everybody and their mother.

Afternoon tea in Newport Beach. My nephew was there with his mother. My sister with her mother. My wife and her mother. My sister-in-law and her mother. My other sister-in-law and her mother. Lest I forget my brother-in-law and his mother. A few fathers here and there. Perhaps I've double counted a couple of mothers. I think the South Africans were troubled that tea was served at 2PM instead of the traditional 4PM.

On a technical note, I'm quite certain that I don't care for the new blogger format. Anybody have any suggestions?