We went out and we sank the submarine....
Feb. 4th, 2008 02:10 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kyburgWhat am I forgetting? (Rhetorical, but it's Monday and it's asked often.)
I've got a good lead on something truly useful - the Jain Center is going to have their health day March 9th. This is an absolutely GRATIS FREE NO COST health clinic they do on a yearly basis - ask, and it shall be done. (They're planning mammograms and pap smears. Yeah, I'm going.) The center is in Buena Park - if you've been putting it off because you don't have insurance, don't. Lipid profiles, blood sugar checks - everything. All free. Completely. 100%. If you're sick and may need meds - best time to get sick. They won't care - they'll have everything on hand.
Who's providing the services? Members of the congregation - those titled professionals everyone sees on a regular basis in their offices in Beverly Hills, West Los Angeles and the like.
As soon as the links are up on the website, I'll be passing them on. And posting it on![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
los_angeles as well.
Does anyone remember getting valentines in elementary school as one of the highlights of the year? Better than Christmas - I LOVED those cheap little pieces of paper! (Wouldn't mind doing an exchange myself, if you get my drift.) Valentines with the innocence of third grade - was anything sweeter?
People. The next time someone makes me order pizza from Dominoes, I may hiss and spit fireballs. Chicken wings are NOT overkill - they are edible. The best part of a pizza should NOT be watching its progress on a website. "Flavio has gotten your order. Flavio is making it right now! Flavio is putting it in the oven! Luis is on the way with your pizza RIGHT NOW!"
(Luis gets props for finding the place, all together. But then again, how could he miss us with that huge order and the huge number of people in that tiny place? Hmmmm! Which of these places is NOT like the others!)
I have issues from my childhood regarding pizza. As in, I ate it every day for weeks, for years before I was ten. (Come on, count on your fingers.) I could never eat pizza again and still make the lifetime quota. Don't assume pizza is fine for me as a last resort. I will remember and order liverwurst and onion sandwiches from the German Deli nearby to go with the blood sausage the next time you make me do that, in retaliation. With orange juice and buttermilk smoothies to drink. *shakes fist*
I *tolerate* Papa John's, under duress. CPK is weird-ass shit on toast.
Now you know.
Jim's family is making noises about another family reunion in June. I really don't think I need another round of adolescent "I'm bettah because I'm breedin'!" - I'd much rather have a nice, sane visit with Jim's mother and his brother without the trauma drama, as younger brother proposed, and take in MakersFaire at the same time. Stay tuned. Maybe I'll combine the visit with the trip I want to make to Cleveland in October and escape quickly. I dunno.
It's a really nice place, don't misunderstand. It's not the place that worries me.
One of the highlights of Saturday was taking an inert tower into the Apple store and coming out with a perfectly functional PowerMac G3 with 640MB of memory. I've set it up in the dining room/kitchen area and ordered an ethernet bridge for it to get it on the wireless. As soon as that's done, that becomes the accounting center (and also a learning machine for Jim). Trogdor is waiting to be picked up from the shop, all new and shiny and legal and completely wiped of any character it had. With an outboard backup drive loaded with the files they were able to get off it. (My Outlook files! *fist pumps* YES!)
I'm also setting Jim up with an email account that he can store messages off the server with - he's been living with hotmail all this time.
Necessity is a real mother.
I've got a good lead on something truly useful - the Jain Center is going to have their health day March 9th. This is an absolutely GRATIS FREE NO COST health clinic they do on a yearly basis - ask, and it shall be done. (They're planning mammograms and pap smears. Yeah, I'm going.) The center is in Buena Park - if you've been putting it off because you don't have insurance, don't. Lipid profiles, blood sugar checks - everything. All free. Completely. 100%. If you're sick and may need meds - best time to get sick. They won't care - they'll have everything on hand.
Who's providing the services? Members of the congregation - those titled professionals everyone sees on a regular basis in their offices in Beverly Hills, West Los Angeles and the like.
As soon as the links are up on the website, I'll be passing them on. And posting it on
los_angeles as well.Does anyone remember getting valentines in elementary school as one of the highlights of the year? Better than Christmas - I LOVED those cheap little pieces of paper! (Wouldn't mind doing an exchange myself, if you get my drift.) Valentines with the innocence of third grade - was anything sweeter?
People. The next time someone makes me order pizza from Dominoes, I may hiss and spit fireballs. Chicken wings are NOT overkill - they are edible. The best part of a pizza should NOT be watching its progress on a website. "Flavio has gotten your order. Flavio is making it right now! Flavio is putting it in the oven! Luis is on the way with your pizza RIGHT NOW!"
(Luis gets props for finding the place, all together. But then again, how could he miss us with that huge order and the huge number of people in that tiny place? Hmmmm! Which of these places is NOT like the others!)
I have issues from my childhood regarding pizza. As in, I ate it every day for weeks, for years before I was ten. (Come on, count on your fingers.) I could never eat pizza again and still make the lifetime quota. Don't assume pizza is fine for me as a last resort. I will remember and order liverwurst and onion sandwiches from the German Deli nearby to go with the blood sausage the next time you make me do that, in retaliation. With orange juice and buttermilk smoothies to drink. *shakes fist*
I *tolerate* Papa John's, under duress. CPK is weird-ass shit on toast.
Now you know.
Jim's family is making noises about another family reunion in June. I really don't think I need another round of adolescent "I'm bettah because I'm breedin'!" - I'd much rather have a nice, sane visit with Jim's mother and his brother without the trauma drama, as younger brother proposed, and take in MakersFaire at the same time. Stay tuned. Maybe I'll combine the visit with the trip I want to make to Cleveland in October and escape quickly. I dunno.
It's a really nice place, don't misunderstand. It's not the place that worries me.
One of the highlights of Saturday was taking an inert tower into the Apple store and coming out with a perfectly functional PowerMac G3 with 640MB of memory. I've set it up in the dining room/kitchen area and ordered an ethernet bridge for it to get it on the wireless. As soon as that's done, that becomes the accounting center (and also a learning machine for Jim). Trogdor is waiting to be picked up from the shop, all new and shiny and legal and completely wiped of any character it had. With an outboard backup drive loaded with the files they were able to get off it. (My Outlook files! *fist pumps* YES!)
I'm also setting Jim up with an email account that he can store messages off the server with - he's been living with hotmail all this time.
Necessity is a real mother.
