No seriously, DEALS. Do you want a cute plushie? A stuffed animal? A plushie of your favorite character? Maybe even a neat hat? Or do you want something written? A fanfic, a short story you have in your head but never could write? Anything? Both?
You just came across the right lady for the job! Yup, I write AND sew! Sew… Look at this neat post under a read more for stuffed animals, examples, prices, options. Plush dolls, examples, options. And… Writing! (Sadly you’ll have to go to StoriesbyAya for those examples. ;) )
I’m watching Spring Training baseball and the announcer just reminded everyone that there would be “solar outages” during the game because when the sun crosses the equator it comes between them and their satellite that transmits the game around the country and I didn’t know the sun was gonna come that close to us today and don’t feel like I had enough warning that we’re all gonna die.
Graduated high school. Kissed someone. Collected something really stupid. Smoked a cigarette. Got so drunk you passed out. Rode every ride at an amusement park. Gone to a rock concert. Helped someone. Gone fishing. Watched four movies in one night. Gone long periods of time without sleep. Lied to someone. Snorted cocaine. Failed a class. Smoked weed. Dealt drugs. Been in a car accident. Been in a tornado. Been to a funeral. Burned yourself (not on purpose). Ran a marathon. Cried yourself to sleep. Spent over $200 in one day. Flown on a plane. Cheated on someone. Been cheated on. Written a 10 page letter.Gone skiing. Been sailing. Have a best friend. Lost someone you loved. Shoplifted something. Been to jail. Dangerously close to being in jail. Skipped school. Had detention. Got in trouble for something you didn’t do. Stolen books from the library. Gone to a different country. Dropped out of school. Watched the “Harry Potter” movies. Had an online diary. Had a yard sale. Had a lemonade stand. Actually made money at the lemonade stand. Been in a school play. Been fired from a job. Swam with dolphins. Taken a lie detector test. Voted for someone on a reality TV show. Written poetry. Read more than 20 books a year. Gone to Europe. Loved someone you shouldn’t have. Used a coloring book over age 12. Had surgery. Had stitches. Taken a taxi. Seen the Washington Monument. Had more than 5 IM’s/online conversations going at once. Overdosed. Been in a fist fight. Gone surfing in California. Had a hamster/guinea pig. Pet a wild animal. Used a credit card. Did “spirit day” at school. Dyed your hair. Got a tattoo. Got straight A’s. Been on the Honor Roll. Know someone with HIV or AIDS. Made-out with someone. Played on a sports team. Snuck out of the house. Swore at a teacher. Gone laser tagging. Had a romantic relationship. Been on the TV. French braided. Skinny-dipped. Driven a car. Performed in front of an audience. Gone bungee-jumping. Been to Mexico. Crashed a car. Sky dived. Been kissed in the rain. Made an 11:11 wish. Drank alcohol. Forwarded a chain letter. Made a mistake.
Patients taking the antidepressant Effexor (venlafaxine) should be aware that the drug manufacturer Pfizer has issued a recall of one lot of the medications after they discovered one bottle contained a heart drug used to treat atrial fibrillation.
The medication found is Tikosyn that was discovered in one bottle of Effexor XR. The heart medication could cause abnormal heartbeat that could cause symptoms of dizziness, sweating, pallor and fainting.
Patients should check their antidepressant for lot numbers 130142 and V130140, with expiration date of October 2015. Also recalled is Effexor XR with Greenstone lot number V130014, which expires in August 2015.
The antidepressant recall includes two lots of Effexor XR® 150 Mg Extended-Release Capsules and one lot of Greenstone’s Venlafaxine HCl 150 Mg Extended-Release Capsules.
The FDA warns the interaction between the heart drug Tikosyn and venlafaxine “could be fatal”.
Hi friends - if you know anyone who might use the medication, please reblog/signal boost
well fuck i’ll have to check mine when i get home
Shit, my mom takes this.
Patients with questions regarding the return of a product should call Stericycle at 1-888-345-0481 (Monday to Friday, 8 a.m. to 5 p.m. ET). Patients with questions regarding this recall can call Pfizer Medical Information at 1-800-438-1985 (Monday to Thursday, 9 a.m. to 8 p.m. ET, or Friday, 9 a.m. to 5 p.m. ET).
Hopefully you can also just show up at your pharmacy and exchange it instead of waiting until Monday to call the numbers above.
The second grade class I help out in is learning about economics. They get ‘paid’ when they do their classroom job well, and at the end of the week they get taxed. The amount they pay in taxes depends on how much money they have. The kids don’t whine or complain about it and they understand that it’s fair. Let me be as clear as possible. SECOND GRADERS UNDERSTAND WHY PEOPLE WITH MORE MONEY SHOULD PAY MORE IN TAXES. The fact that there are people with political power who don’t understand that scares me.
I think perhaps that I’ve fought off a third straight day of getting sick when I’m trying to sleep. I’ve sneezed several times (those came out of nowhere — no nose tickle, no runny nose, just huge sneezes that sneaked up on me), but nothing more severe. I’m going to put on some music and try the sleep thing. Or maybe no music. It got weird yesterday with the dreams. Granted, the dreams get weird regardless, but maybe it’s best if I don’t forever relate certain songs to my own death/dismemberment, which I’ll inevitably be dreaming about yet again.
So eating turned out to be a bad idea. My stomach is not happy with me. I should have taken yesterday’s kneel-down at the porcelain altar (as well as the one the day before) as a sign that I wasn’t meant for food just now. It gets grosser below the cut.
You know the drill, I post the rules and then say that I’m not going to follow all the rules and then I answer the questions I was tagged to answer and then I come up with 11 more questions and I say that anyone can answer, just tag me so I know you did it in case it’s one of those days where I don’t get to go through my whole dash (or mention works too, now that I’ve found out that there’s an email setting to get an email when someone mentions you so I don’t have to worry about missing those anymore) and then nobody answers the questions I write but that’s OK because I didn’t expect it anyway.
2. Think of the last thing that made you happy. What was it?
It’s gotta be my last trip to Disneyland this past November. I hadn’t been there in 8½ years, which is the longest I’ve ever been away from the place in my life. It just felt really good to be home, and to meet a few tumblr friends, and to actually feel like I was back where I belonged, even if it was just for a handful of days.
3. What are you best at? What are you worst at?
I’m a really good researcher. If it’s on the internet, I can probably find it. And I’m really good at tearing down right-wing/Republican claims (for those who didn’t follow me in 2012, check my #Mitt Romney tag — I’m looking forward to taking on whoever the Republicans put forward in 2016, unless it’s someone I actually think would be good, but having watched how Republicans have acted for the past five years I’m not holding my breath on that).
And I’m the absolute worst at finding a job. I’m just a couple months shy of four years now since the last company I worked for went out of business. I just don’t have what anybody is looking for. Come to think of it, that goes for love, too. Not just romantic love, although that’s included. I’m just not right for anyone, personally or professionally. I wasn’t even right for my own dad.
4. Favorite Disney character or movie (or both?)
Bert from Mary Poppins. Mary Poppins is usually my favorite movie, although sometimes Bedknobs and Broomsticks takes the top spot. But Bert is pretty much always the top character. A jack of all trades, and instrumental in not only getting Mary to work her magic, but also capable of working magic on his own (because when he convinces those kids that their dad isn’t awful, that’s some work of magic right there).
5. Do you have a favorite game? (Card games, board games, video games… Anything)
This is a tough one. I played a lot of great video games growing up, but I think my favorite game to play was always Mousetrap, the board game. I just loved watching the Rube Goldberg machine do its thing.
The trouble was that my parents used to like getting me board games, but nobody ever wanted to play them with me, so I’d just sit there setting up the components of the trap and then setting it off and just watching it work. I sort of had to do that with a lot of games — I’d play against myself and try to not cheat and favor one “player” over the other since for every game I won, that was also a game that I lost.
I also used to love setting up dominoes and knocking them over, but I never had more than one set so I couldn’t do anything fancy with them.
6. Describe your best friend. Or, if you don’t have one, describe what you think a good friend would be like!
My best real-life (as in not met on tumblr) friend lives 2,000 miles away, and we talk maybe every few months. On tumblr I’ve got some good friends, but they all have their own lives and their own and their own struggles to deal with, so I can’t expect to be a top priority for them.
Often I just really wish there was someone I could call up and say “hey, can you come over?” or “hey, let’s hang out at your place” or something because it’s nice to be able to talk to people online sometimes, but it’s no substitute for actually looking at someone while you talk to them, being able to actually BE with a friend when you need one. I haven’t been able to do that in quite some time (I think it’s almost two years since I hung out with my L.A. friend in person, and since I have zero local friends that’s the last time I’ve hung out with anyone in person that wasn’t a family member).
7. Movies or books?
Books, overall. On rare occasion the movie may live up to the book, but it’s rare. Of course, the movie is also less of a time commitment.
8. What is your favorite food? Do you get to eat it often?
My mom makes this fantastic Enchilada Deep Dish, which is sort of like a lasagna made with Mexican spices (still ground meat and cheese, but seasoned differently), and corn tortillas instead of lasagna noodles. It’s fantastic, but she only makes it two or three times a year.
9. I adore you. You’re the best. I know it’s not a question, I just felt like saying it.
Thanks, Eva. You’re pretty swell yourself.
10. Describe your dream house.
Not living with my parents. I’m not picky about the particulars of the house; just someplace where I can get peace and quiet when I want it, room for guests when I want company, and not falling apart. I’ve been homeless, so as long as I’ve got a roof over my head I’m ahead of where I’ve been.
11. If anything were possible, what would you do?
I would spend every day at Disneyland. Half the day as a cast member (security, custodial, just a random guy with a name tag, whatever, so long as I’m mobile), and the other half as a guest (or just a cast member all day if I can also go on attractions). Maybe move into Walt’s apartment. Or not…that’s too special. Maybe with my own new apartment. I wonder if Wally Boag’s old apartment is still above what is now the Jolly Holiday Bakery? Or if it could get put back there? That would be a cool place to hang out when I’m not in the park itself. Plus it’s easy access to either Main Street or Adventureland depending on which door I take from backstage to get onstage.
Now for my eleven questions for any takers:
1. If you could gain one creative skill (drawing, ventriloquism, dancing, playing an instrument, writing, juggling, or whatever), what would you want to be able to do? 2. What is your favorite Disney attraction (at any Disney park)? 3. What’s the last movie you saw that you didn’t like? 4. When you wake up tomorrow morning, you find $1,000 in your pants pocket. What do you do with it? 5. What is your favorite sport to watch, if any? 6. What language do you wish you spoke that you don’t already speak? 7. You get to bring one of your heroes back from the dead for one week to talk to them, learn from them, have dinner or drinks, or whatever you want to do (they won’t be all decomposed and gross; they’ll be as they were when they were alive). Who do you bring back to spend time with? 8. Who should be the 14th Doctor? If you don’t watch Doctor Who, then who should be the next host of the Tonight Show? 9. When someone sneezes, do you say “bless you” or “gesundheit” or something else or nothing at all? 10. If, after you die, you got to come back as any animal (human included), what would you want to be reincarnated as? 11. You thought I was going to ask more Disney-centric questions, didn’t you?
Do you ever have one of those moments when you realize how much time you spend on tumblr? And then you realize that you’re not online any more than you used to be, it’s just that there was a time when tumblr wasn’t one of your hangouts?
I sometimes get to thinking about this, and I would wonder what it was that I used to do to use up all that time (in my case this actually means before twitter, because I used to be on twitter all the time when I used to think I was funny, playing the “how many stars can my tweets get” game, then I came to tumblr because it’s nice for a long-winded person such as myself to not have to edit what I want to say in order for it to fit into a 140-character tweet).
For the first time, I actually remembered where it was I spent my time.
So is Paul Ryan saying that the Left doesn’t understand that money = love? That if someone is poor enough to need help, that means that they don’t love their kids? Is that what I’m supposed to understand?
Seriously, fuck Paul Ryan. I really hope he is the Republican candidate in 2016, because it will make it SO EASY to rally people to vote against him who otherwise wouldn’t bother to vote at all.
It comes up every time the subject of welfare, SNAP (aka Food Stamps), or affordable health care comes up. Someone gets themselves all wound up and lets you know that THEY paid for those benefits, and they aren’t happy about it!
Do these same people stand alongside public highways, parks, schools, fire stations, and police officers and yell about how they paid for those too?
No, they don’t.
Because they use all of those things, or at least can imagine a scenario where they would. They can see why having a fire department is a good idea, even if they’ve never had a house burn down. They drive on the roads. They take their kids to the park.
For some people, that sense of superiority doesn’t kick in until they actually see their tax dollars help someone other than themselves. As soon as they see that, they go ballistic, and I’ll never understand why.
They certainly don’t give two shits about all the tax dollars that have gone to kill innocent civilians in Iraq and Afghanistan. They don’t raise a ruckus over military contracts like those that pay for planes that will never be used. It’s only when money is used to help our fellow humans that these people get upset.
The only explanation I can come up with is that these people are inherently evil.