I’ve gained 7 pounds. Not sure why. I have been exercising. Isn’t that the point of moving, to LOSE weight? Or at least not gain any?
Sigh.
Waiting. I hate it. Yesterday, I waited with Mom at the doctor’s. Almost an hour. With weak Edge, at best.
Visit went well. Mom is now officially without both her leg brace and the thumb brace. We should hear from PT this week to schedule her therapy. You couldn’t pay me to be in that room when they start working her knee. I’m not ready to hear my Mom talk like Hilly.
Fucking cocksnuggling sonofaWHORE! Touch that knee again and I’ll rip off your head and shit down your neck, you festering pool of donkey piss!
Today, we went to Social Security to ask a few questions. They have a brilliant system. If you go into Social Security at, say, 15 years old…then, by the time you get to the window, you’re probably eligible for Medicare.
They also tell you to turn your cell phone off before entering. Whatever. Listen, I’m barely convinced that my cell phone is a threat on a plane 33,000 feet in the air. I’m certainly not shutting it off in the Social Security office. I did, however, mute it.
What? I’ve got to get my Moxie on.
Patience. I don’t have much of it. I quit asking God to give me patience, because it inevitably means He provides me a shitton of situations in which I HAVE to be patient. Screw that. I don’t have the patience to gain patience legitimately.
I don’t like waiting, especially when the ball is totally not in my court. I chomp at the bit, grasping at something to do while I sit around and do, well, nothing. Waiting on YOU. Ugh.
Waiting on friends. Waiting on doctors. Waiting on the assclown in front of me in the checkout line at the grocery store to pay with all coins. Waiting on my meds in the mail. Waiting on 2HT to be finished. Waiting on April to get here so I can see Shannon. Hate it all.
SecondHand Radio Returns
One thing I have been waiting for is SecondHand Radio to return. It’s been months since Mom broke her kneecap. I tried one show after that and it didn’t go over well. I needed a break while Mom healed from her break. Well, she’s walking around now – slowly, but steadily – without a splint, so that’s good.
Thursday at 10pm Eastern, 2HRadio comes back. My guest is the lovely Maria, aka Mommy Melee.
Please mark your calendars, tell your friends. We’re back. I’m returning to one show a week, though. Thursday nights. Twice a week was too much.
Live chatroom to play in while the show is on. You’re all welcome to call in and talk to Maria, say hi, ask questions, whatever. Go to the SecondHand Radio page and get all the info.
Looking forward to it. I’ve missed my show. Thankfully, the waiting for that is nearly over.
I haven’t lined up any other guests. If you know of someone you’d like to hear as a guest, let me know. Even if it’s you.














Thanks for the Tom Petty in my head now.. The waiiiittiing is the hardest part…
I hate waiting too, but I’ve learned to be a pretty patient person. Cause in the end, the pay off is better, and seriously, why rush so much? What does everything have to be NOW NOW NOW? Stress isn’t worth it.
Glad to hear the show is coming back too. That’s awesome.
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Secondhand Karl Reply:
March 9th, 2010 at 11:48 am
@bubblewench, I’ve learned to be patient. I just don’t like it.
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You need to read my post from yesterday.
And don’t get me starting on sitting in doctors’ waiting rooms feeling my ass widen as I wait and wait and wait…
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Secondhand Karl Reply:
March 9th, 2010 at 12:22 pm
@Finn, Waiting 5 or 10 minutes is one thing. 45 minutes is another. And it was in the INSIDE waiting room, so there weren’t even magazines or TVs to look at.
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I have no fucksticking idea why the shitballs you people always equate creative cussing with me. That’s such cocksuckerry, you know.
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Secondhand Karl Reply:
March 9th, 2010 at 7:22 pm
@Hilly, Silly me. I must have had you confused for someone else.
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Weight gain while exercising and eating healthy is simply gaining muscle. Muscle weighs more than fat. I’ll bet if you take your measurements every couple of weeks, especially if you have a gain, you’ll see the muscle showing up.
Additionally, you’ve been testing out new medications. You have to be doubly careful that these new meds aren’t causing the weight gain.
Just a thought.
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Secondhand Karl Reply:
March 9th, 2010 at 7:23 pm
@teebopop, Maybe. I haven’t been doing it long enough for that to be all of it, though. It’s been slowly creeping up the last month. Good points, though, especially about the meds.
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Why must you have 2HR right when I am getting out of derby practice?!? I am no where near my computer then so I can listen!!!!!
PS- You’re trading muscle for fat, and muscle weighs more, thus the weight gain!
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Secondhand Karl Reply:
March 9th, 2010 at 7:24 pm
@Blondefabulous, The question is, why do YOU have derby practice so near MY showtime? I was doing my show before you were doing derby. :p
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Patience? What a crock of shit.
I only learned how to have ANY when I had a kid. Lesson needed, barely earned.
I have no clue what the eff I’m talking about – sooo tired.
But yay! I will try and make it Thursday! Please keep it on Thursdays!
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Secondhand Karl Reply:
March 9th, 2010 at 7:25 pm
@Sybil Law, Get some rest. It’ll be good to see you there.
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I’m not a doctor, but I sometimes pretend I’m one at work. You might just be gaining muscle dude. However, seven pounds is a lot of muscle to gain, but it is possible if you’re on steroids / got a titanium femur. Either way.
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Secondhand Karl Reply:
March 11th, 2010 at 2:19 pm
@LeSombre, Titanium femur! THAT’S what I need!
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Yay for the return of 2HT. And I’m booked for March 18th, right?
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Secondhand Karl Reply:
March 11th, 2010 at 6:46 pm
@martymankins, Yes, sir, the 18th.
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I seem to recall the Post Office having a sign up saying they’d refuse to serve you if you were on the phone and to turn it off forthwith. I should have called their bluff when I was in there and tried it out.
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Secondhand Karl Reply:
March 11th, 2010 at 6:47 pm
@Kevin Spencer, Please do report back. I’d never get on the phone while being waited on, whether in the post office or the grocery store. My mother would be horrified.
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I’ve said for years that patience is not an attribute, especially in my profession!
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Secondhand Karl Reply:
March 13th, 2010 at 10:44 pm
@muskrat, I thought as a hitman you’d HAVE to be patient. Weird.
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You linked to the wrong blog, BTW!
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Secondhand Karl Reply:
March 15th, 2010 at 7:04 pm
@Hilly, Oops, fixed.
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I hate being patient. And I hate being an impatient person, trying to teach patience to my kids. It’s nearly impossible.
And isn’t it great when our parents cuss? My mom saying fuck just makes my day.
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Secondhand Karl Reply:
March 16th, 2010 at 10:16 am
@Coal Miner’s Granddaughter, If my mom said “fuck” I’d probably faint.
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