Update and Presidential trivia

Dad is having lung surgery some time in the next 4 days, business week days that is. So, by Tuesday. 5-8 days in the hospital, then 3-8 week recovery.

Here's something to chew on:
A. Lincoln and J.F. Kennedy
Life
Both presidents had 7 letters in their last name.
Both were over 6' feet tall.
Both men studied law.
Both seemed to have lazy eye muscles, which would sometimes cause one to deviate.
Both suffered from genetic diseases. It is suspected that Lincoln had Marfan's disease, and Kennedy suffered from Addison's disease.
Both served in the military. Lincoln was a scout captain in the Black Hawk War, and Kennedy served as a navy lieutenant in World War II.
Both were boat captains. Lincoln was a skipper for the Talisman, a Mississippi River boat, and Kennedy was skipper of the PT 109.
Both had no fear of their mortality and disdained bodyguards.
Both often stated how easy it would be to shoot the president. Lincoln supposedly said, "If somebody wants to take my life, there is nothing I can do to prevent it." Kennedy supposedly said "If somebody wants to shoot me from a window with a rifle, nobody can stop it." Note that both these quotes are each 16 words long.

Death
Both presidents were shot in the head, on a Friday.
Both were seated beside their wives when shot. Neither Mrs. Lincoln nor Mrs. Kennedy was injured. Both wives held the bullet-torn heads of their husbands.
In each case, the man was injured but not fatally. Major Henry Rathbone was slashed by a knife, and Governor John Connolly was shot.
Lincoln sat in Box 7 at Ford's Theatre. Kennedy rode in car 7 in the Dallas motorcade.
Lincoln was shot at Ford's Theatre. Kennedy was shot in a Ford product, a Lincoln limousine.
Mrs. Kennedy insisted that her husband's funeral mirror Lincoln's as closely as possible.

Assassins
Both assassins used three names: John Wilkes Booth and Lee Harvey Oswald. (It should be noted that Lee Harvey Oswald was known as just Lee Oswald prior to the assassination.)
There are 15 letters in each assassin's name.
Both assassins struck when in their mid-twenties. Booth was born in 1838, and Oswald was born in 1939.
Each assassin lacked a strong father figure in his life. Booth's father died when he was 13 years old, and Oswald's father died before he was born.
Each assassin had two brothers whose careers he coveted. Booth's two brothers were more successful actors and Oswald envied his brothers' military lives.
Both assassins were privates in the military. Booth was a private in the Virginia Militia, and Oswald was a private in the Marine Corps.
Both assassins were born in the south.
Both assassins were known sympathizers to enemies of the United States. Booth supported the Confederacy and Oswald was a Marxist.
Both assassins often used aliases. Booth frequently used "J. Wilkes" and Oswald used the name "Alek J. Hidell."
Booth shot Lincoln at a theatre and was cornered in a warehouse. Oswald shot Kennedy from a warehouse and was cornered in a theatre.
Each assassin was detained by an officer named Baker. Lt. Luther B. Baker was leader of the cavalry patrol which trapped Booth at Garrett's Barn. Officer Marion L. Baker, a Dallas motorcycle patrolman, briefly detained Oswald on the second floor of the School Book Depository until he learned that he worked there.
Both assassins were killed with a single shot from a Colt revolver.
Both assassins were shot in a blaze of light-Booth after the barn was set afire, and Oswald in the form of television cameras.

Family and Friends
Both presidents were named after their grandfathers.
Both were born second children.
Both married while in their thirties. Lincoln married at 33 and Kennedy married at 36.
Both married dark-haired, twenty-four-year-old women.
Both wives died around the age of 64. Mary Todd Lincoln died in 1882 at age 63 years and 215 days, and Jackie Kennedy died in 1994 at age 64 years 295 days.
Both wives were known for their high fashion in clothes.
Both wives renovated the White House after many years of neglect.
Each couple had four children, two of whom died before becoming a teen.
Each couple lost a son while in the White House. Willie Lincoln died at age 12 in 1862, and Kennedy's son Patrick died two days after his birth in 1963.

Politics
Both presidents were elected to the House of Representatives in '46.
Both were runners-up for the party's nomination for vice-president in '56.
Both were elected to the presidency in '60.

Vice-Presidents
Southern Democrats named Johnson succeeded both Lincoln and Kennedy (Andrew Johnson and Lyndon Baines Johnson.
Andrew Johnson was born in 1808, and Lyndon Johnson was born in 1908.
There are six letters in each Johnson's first name.
Both Johnsons served in the military. Andrew was a brigadier general in the Civil War and Lyndon was a commander in the U.S. Navy during WW2.
Both Johnsons were former southern senators.
Both Johnsons had urethral stones, the only presidents to have them.
Both Johnsons chose not to run for reelection in '68.

Self-indulgent tripe

I drank wine with my parents all night and made them watch the documentaries on the History Channel. Throughout the course of the educational programing i spewed off random and often amusing historical and presidential trivia. I think it took my Dad's mind off of the next three months hurting alot.

On Thursday Colin took me to a baseball game with some of his friends. It was really fun. I, of course ran into some people from HS but I'm at the point where that doesn't really bother me anymore. Its inevitable around here.

After the game got a little too soggy for our liking we headed to Stobers. That was a great deal of fun also, although the end is pretty cloudy. I do remember the fog cleared when we (I know, neither of us smoke, like ever.) fogged up. Apparently there are some amusing pictures, which I vaguely remember taking and seeing.

I hadn't smoked since France with Angela and our random new friends who were very enamored with the possibilities of American girls. I got a little freaked out that time though and we went back to angela's and ate a whole box of good old American Kraft Mac and Cheese. Never tasted to good, and the moment we stepped into the kitchen, my paranoia was promptly replaced by anticipation. Everytime I eat mac and cheese from the box i think of that night. In any case I found out something very relieving to me, I was not annoyed by anyone there, and usually guys in general annoy me if im stoned and they are. Pleasant surprise to find out I'm just as happy with Colin whether or not im high low or somewhere in between.

Self medicating? Nope, this is all free will over here, although some Kraft might fix up my blue box blues...


Post Script: CPD just tole me Angela will be in Chi-town in early May. I too will be there, I hope Colin and I can go and visit everybody, like we tried to do last time. Although he is working now so maybe I'll just take the train and use my brand new for my bday weekender suitcase!

Fantastic day. Yes sure why not, why not now.
1. Yesterday I found out my Dad does indeed have a cancerous growth in his lung. Funny though, it doesnt make me want to stop smoking, I just want to smoke and shop. He never smoked a day in his life and was extra healthy and damn near a saint, and look what happened: he'll be short half a lung for the rest of his life. I'm just hoping they can do the scopic kind of surgery and not the 2 months to recover break open your ribs kind. I'm scared and mad.

2. On the note of egotistical self indulgant bastards who stand you up for a sorority hayride and take your college virginity*: Glad the commitment issue went away. Nice to see you gained a little weight, and I especially appreciate the excerpt in your blog that pertains to me: Tomorrow I'm going to start writing a parody of the Vagina Monologuescalled the Penis Dialogues. I've been to the Vaginal version twice; both timeson dates because I wanted the girls to think I was tuned into the feministmystique and all that. Of course the pussy was out of the bag by the end ofthe show because I could never restrain myself from poking fun no matter howbad I wanted the girls to think I didn't mind if they had an Amazonian pubicregion. Plus Michigan State's theatre department is deplorable at best; theybutcher everything they perform. I personally knew half the cast of themonologues to be stupid whores with no sense of self-worth; so you've got thathypocrisy going on. But regardless of who acts in it; it's still gonna beboring. The Penis Dialogues won't be boring I'll tell you that much.
Fuckface. I hope it was the other girl who was all amazonian b/c I've been shaved since before college and you fucking know it- after all you commented on it. I hate it when people take artistic liscence, if I'm part of the subject. When it's you, the truth should be told, not glorified for your "writing" (which sucks by the way get over it) purposes..

3. The Truth: not ready to get into it.

*College Virginity: The first "relationship" (or so you thought b/c you were 18 and he was 23) sex you had in college. Not like the random sex you may or may not have had in high school.

Post-script- I am glad I am in love, especially because I'm in love with someone who surprises me every day, and is supportive no matter what. Usually in a good way...

The bitch is back?

Go Elton, I guess. Thought I would bring back the magic, even though you probably figured it was gone forever and forced yourself to forget about it.

I had a plan you know, the plan was to finish up my design work at Harrington College of Design in Chi-town, move there in the fall, begin in January. Well, later today it looks like I'll find out if I'll be following thru on that one or not.

Actually, thats a lie, it does not affect my enrollment date. I will attend in January, barring anything really really bad.

Today I find out if my uber-healthy father has lung cancer. Man climbs mountains, literally ran around the world, has one of the highest possible positions in State Government, and he could be very sick.

Lets hope benign, still surgery but not cancer. Lets hope for that.

On another note, I fully intend to learn from this but not fall into one of my bizarro k-holes that take me out of comission for too long. Its time to get on with shit. Although staying out in the country with the boyfriend makes slacking, banging, and hunting wildlife just too easy.

Ok, not the hunting part.

Which is not to say I haven't shot a gun. Which I have.

I've also applied for a job that I can transfer to Chicago. Lets hope that works.

I have alot of faith in you people don't I? With all of these "let's" and "we's" and what have you.

I'm done with slacking off with school, but I'm also done with this state. I'm ready to make a little more money than I do presently. Look out for the working girl. Haha not quite.

Whatever his is my stream of thought on a page.