I went to the Doctor today. I guess I had messed up and gotten the date wrong on my calendar because when I got there they told me that it was supposed to be for next Monday. However they did get me in and things were good. My doctor said my blood work was good and some things had improved. So I don't have to see him again for 7 months. That was nice.
I was able to talk Mediacom down on my monthly price and will be saving about $50 a month on my bill plus I will get the higher speed Internet. I am very pleased. Perhaps that will help with my "Youtube" problem. We shall see. I am trying to put off getting another computer. I would like a new one but I don't see anyone buying me a new one and I am not willing to go out on a limb to get a new one. It is just like I would like a large flat screen TV with a Blu Ray player but not being wealthy means I can't afford many things. I am better off than a lot of people and I have saved some money by not being able to drive my car.
Currently I am bitching about:
The commercial on TV with the guy at the little table talking to little kids and asking them questions. They are precocious and he is a "suit" and it drives me nuts.. Oh and also all of the Tax preparing commercials. In particular the H R Block ones are uninspired this year. And of course they are so very repetitive there is no way you can get away from them.
The worst commercials are still the ones for the lawyers and the Chantix helped me quit smoking ones.
And then there is this:
An 85-year-old man was having prostate problems and the doctor was looking for clues and suggested that a sperm count might shed some light on the problem.
The doctor gave the man a jar and said, 'Take this jar home and bring back a semen sample tomorrow.'
The next day the 85-year-old man reappeared at the doctor's office and gave him the jar, which was as clean and empty as on the previous day.
The doctor asked what happened and the man explained, 'Well, doc, it's like this -- first I tried with my right hand, but nothing. Then I tried with my left hand, but still nothing.
'Then I asked my wife for help. She tried with her right hand, then with her left, still nothing. She tried with her mouth, first with the teeth in, then with her teeth out, still nothing.
'We even called up Arleen, the lady next door and she tried too, first with both hands, then an armpit, and she even tried squeezin' it between her knees, but still nothing..'
The doctor was shocked!
'You asked your neighbor?'
The old man replied, 'Yep, none of us could get the jar open!
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