Bill Mauldin died today, dammit. By simple good fortune, I didn't. Dreams... the kind that you have when you're asleep, not the MLKjr kind... weirding me out lately. First, I have this absolutely wonderful dream and when I wake up I sez to myself, "Self, you better write this down now!" but self sez, "No, this is way too wonderful for me to forget..." But did you read about it here? No, you didn't, 'cause Self was really wrong. Next time I'll get it right. Deja Vu... all over again. But no, you get instead the dream about me being naked in public, and everyone laughing and pointing and nobody willing to give me any clothes or anything to cover up with, that's what you get. Sorry for that image, heh. Quite frequently in these dreams I'm back in junior high school, and some people totally accept the fact that I'm nekkid and others... point and laugh. And there are never any other nekkid people in my dreams, they're all dressed and remain that way throughout the scenario. I got up on time again today, went to work early even, since the web still wasn't connecting with Cox. That, and the fact that I was hungry and we were out of milk, so I had breakfast at the hospital. And work was OK, I guess, but I got tired of being there. And it started snowing, and I was wishing that I was home with Karen looking out the window at the snow instead of being buried in the bowels of the hospital smelling the code brown lady in the holding area.... Karen is doing somewhat better tonight, but now she's got an ear infection. She had some decompression pain when her plane landed in KC on Sunday, but she hadn't mentioned it hurting again until today so I got the otoscope out and sure enough, she's got the red eardrum. SHe's gonna call the doc tomorrow and get an antibiotic. But she is somewhat perkier, and that's good to see. So anyway, we got about two inches of dry snow today, just enough to make the driving bad, and some wind... which is picking up now. It's supposed to get to -4°F tonight, and a wind chill in the AM of -20°F. We finally got the new traumex room opened up today and I got trained on it, although I won't be working over there all that often. It's completely digital, which is rally cool for a trauma room. Unfortunately, it was put into a room that is too small. Not my problem, of course. Our current director, my erstwhile buddy Doug, is taking another job in sunny Florida, and I'm damned sorry to see him leave, he really did a good job for the department, and it will be hard to properly fill his shoes there. A little disjointed here, but these entries seldom have a theme or much coherency anyways... and now I forgot what I was gonna say that was disjointed. I got my head too bound up in apologizing for it that I couldn't do it, heh. O'yeah... when I got home, Cox cable was up, no apology, no nuthin'. Bastids. I watched Big Trouble tonight, excellent. I was laughing so hard I was crying, it's so stupid. Wonderful, just what I needed. We don't have aisles, but I would've been rolling in them if we did. Laughed so hard I was crying. Karen, however, wasn't impressed. In the Mail: On the shelf: