Burgeoning Wealth of Medical Knowledge

I completed my first CPR icon-external-link-12x12 class over the weekend. It was not very hard: rapidly alternate between pressing firmly and releasing fully on a person’s lower sternum, 30 times, and then deliver two full breaths through the mouth/nose into the lungs. Use a defibrillator if available. Rinse/repeat. Oh yeah—and don’t forget to call 9-1-1 so that an ambulance is on its way, because they have stethoscopes and sphygmomanonamometers and shit.

I received this totally legit medical certificate and there wasn’t even a test! Why aren’t more classes like this? This medicine stuff is a piece of cake. Maybe I should have become a doctor.

CPR and AED certification card for Chad Johnson. Valid until October 2020.

Now that I know CPR, there are many more pretty ladies in the world that will be safe than there were before. And because I’m such a great guy, I am also willing to resuscitate babies… but only if they have a changed diaper, and aren’t ugly.

Word of the Day, Entry 2: Procrastination

procrastination
/prəˌkrastəˈnāSH(ə)n/
(noun)
     1. obtaining multiple points of knowledge or information that are of nearly equal relevance to a project or work and then waiting until the last minute of a deadline so as to afford the maximum amount of time to effectively determine those points which will produce results of a higher quality;
     2. a psychological condition in which a person consciously observes small but important components of life slip away on a routine basis and, in response, makes attempts to collect and restore as many of these components as possible to emerging moments;
     3. a behavior frequently misattributed to hard workers by less capable people having a limited purview or prone to conniving denigration;
     4. a word that cannot be said on television, especially children’s programming, because it rhymes with another word in the English language. Procrastination occurred all throughout the night until she finally felt something that resembled satisfaction.


Sooner or Later icon-external-link-12x12 (episode from Garfield and Friends icon-external-link-12x12 icon-search-12x12 by Mark Evanier icon-external-link-12x12 icon-search-12x12 )

Wade the Duck and Roy the Rooster from the Garfield and Friends episode "Sooner or Later." [Formatted]

Personal Outlook Toward Life

I’m a “glass is half full but sometimes has a fly in it” sort of guy.

Or “the toilet is half full”, if you prefer. (plop!)

Or maybe “the beer bottle is always half empty, but there are more in the fridge”, if that makes more sense. (glug glug)

And possibly even “my dog got run over today, but that’s probably for the best because he was getting old, was crapping inside the house on a regular basis, and I was supposed to take a trip to the store tonight just for dog food”. (Woof… Woof! SKREEEEEEEEEEEECH!!!! arf–!)

In other words, I’m cautiously optimistic that all of us might be screwed, but that’s okay because Jersey Shore icon-external-link-12x12 reruns are coming on in a half-hour, and it’s about time to start planning my next trip to the kegerator.

Of Mops and Buffalo Jerky

I was in Bed Bath & Beyond this afternoon buying a mop so I could clean my kitchen—truly exciting stuff.

To describe my state of mind whilst buying said mop, I had been shopping at Target minutes earlier to get razor cartridges and a large container of liquid hand soap, but decided not to buy any of the mops there because they were all really cheap and of exceptionally poor quality. I actually stood in the mop aisle for five to ten minutes, and kept going back and forth on what I should do: “It’s just a mop, who cares? They’re inexpensive and I’ll buy another one if this one breaks.” and then “Oh my gawd… I really hate shopping for mops. This is the worst thing ever! I never want to do this again for as long as I live!!”

I became so confounded that I left Target and went to Bed Bath and Beyond in hopes that I would find a better mop. Fortunately, I was able to get one that wasn’t 100% junk. It came in at whopping $29.99—almost double what most of the mops cost at Target—but it seemed to be slightly sturdy, and I am able to take the scrubber pad off and wash it in my washer machine when it starts to get gross.

When I was standing in line to pay for this slightly less-shitty version of what I was looking for, I saw packages of buffalo jerky hanging off the side of an endcap. After the ordeal with the mop, I found something unusual about this particular impulse-item icon-external-link-12x12 , and kept focusing on it. I’m not a huge meat eater, but I do have a small weakness for jerky. I have also noticed buffalo jerky in various stores many times before, but never purchased it for whatever reason. I then thought, “Why not buy buffalo jerky today? I deserve a treat after all I have been through… and hell, it might even take the edge off of all this business with the damned mop.”

Then I realized why I have never eaten buffalo before: I have never actually seen a buffalo in real life. Are they clean animals? What do they smell like? What do they eat? Is it okay to eat an animal that I have never seen before? Buffalo are supposed to be a lot like cattle, and I have seen lots of cows, so maybe that makes it okay to eat them..? But wait, I don’t eat red meat anymore. Is this regular buffalo or organic buffalo? Wouldn’t all buffalo be organic, even if it doesn’t say so on the packaging? OMG I’m thinking about this way too much. Aaahhhh! Get me out of this horrible place!!

So it’s another day without peace of mind because Target peddles garbage and BB&B pretends to be fancy and so it doesn’t sell plain old beef jerky.