#WeekendCoffeeShare: COB edition

On March 6, 2016 By Luther M. SilerIn Stories4 Comments

If we were having coffee, I’d

SHUT UP AND GIVE ME COFFEE

We’d probably end up

SUGAR DAMMIT SUGAR TOO

And eventually the subject would probably turn to

MOAR GODDAMMIT JUST INJECT THE SHIT INTO MY VEINS FUCK A SYRINGE GET ME A BIC PEN AND A KNIFE

I mean, it’s neat that we

MILK WHAT THE FUCK IS MILK COFFEE IS BLACK I ONLY DRINK BLACK COFFEE NOW

And maybe it would be neat if we would

BLACK LIKE THE BONES OF THE EARTH I WANT THIS COFFEE TO CRAWL OUT OF THE CUP AND SLAP ME

And it’s really nice to see that you’re

I HAD BETTER BE ABLE TO SEE THROUGH TIME WHEN I’M DONE WITH THIS SHIT

I’m happy to announce that

GRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH

Let’s do this again next week; it was

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In which I’m in the hospital again

On October 28, 2015October 28, 2015 By Luther M. SilerIn idiocy8 Comments

TotalHipReplacement_-_Before__After Do not panic! It’s not for me this time! Honestly, though, I’d rather it was, as my last couple of ER visits were for not especially big deals as hospital visits go. My mother is having her hip replaced, converting her even further to a cybernetic organism, because she already has a replacement knee, artificial corneas, and I think maybe something in her lower back as well. I have to admit; if it weren’t for the years of pain that led to each of the surgeries, I’d almost be jealous. I wanna be a robot too!

Then again, all I really have to do is wait. I have indisputably inherited my mother’s knees; I stood up yesterday from my recliner and the crumpling-paper noise from both of my knees was so loud that my wife heard it. It didn’t really hurt, precisely, but the holy shit what was that reaction was so horrifying I almost wish it was pain.

What will be painful: they’ve got CNN on in this damn waiting room, and they keep going back to that poor kid getting her ass beat by that cop in South Carolina the other day. Having to watch/hear the footage is rage-inducing enough; I swear to God if I have to listen to some fucking Hoosier conversation about it I’m gonna go to jail today, and it’s good that we’re already at the hospital.

Mom’s gonna be fine, by the way, but good vibes are appreciated anyway. More later.

EDIT: She’s out of surgery already, which is ridiculous. The doc said she had a lot of arthritis in that hip but everything went fine. She’s in recovery now and we’ll get to see her in a couple of hours. There’s still the standard post-surgical suite of potential complications to worry about but the surgery itself went as well as it possibly could have.

On anger and hatred

On July 14, 2013 By Luther M. SilerIn PoliticsLeave a comment

I didn’t post yesterday because I was exhausted; I didn’t get home from OtherJob on Friday until after midnight. I didn’t get home from OtherJob until after midnight last night either; it turns out that when we finally get a few days of no-bullshit perfect weather people remember that it’s fun to go outside and do things, and so they do. I’m still exhausted, and my back hurts. Today will not be terribly productive.

I got home to three pieces of bad news, only one of which I’m remotely interested in discussing, and honestly I’m not even going to do that.

Because right now I feel like the first black person– no, the first person– to catch George Zimmerman outdoors and alone after dark should shoot him in the face immediately.

And I cannot trust myself to write when I’m in this state. It’s been almost twelve hours; I’m still here.

Seven or eight years ago, I would have. Seven or eight years ago I was a much angrier person; ironically, I may have lived in a better world then than I do now. Little has gotten better. But I don’t want to write this post, and I don’t trust myself to write this post, so for now, I’m not going to. If that changes, I might.

But probably not.