In The Name of Desperation

A few weeks ago, there were police, a firetruck, and an ambulance outside a house right down the road from my house.  When questioned by the police officer to see if they could get a lead on the investigation, it turns out a guy who lived there with his mom was attacked by a robber when he walked in on the heist.  The robber struck him on the back of his head so hard, it gave him a concussion and he wasn’t coherent to the investigators for days.  The whole neighborhood was nervous after this attack.

Recently in a local newspaper article, it was mentioned that the investigation was closed and the case was solved.  As it turns out, the guy who was struck by the robber, was losing his girlfriend and in a desperate bid to get her to feel sorry for him and not leave him, he paid someone to attack him and stage a robbery.

I was speechless, when I read that.

Since it was his first offense, he didn’t go to jail.  I assume he likely got community service and probation.  What they should’ve done was had him hand over his Man card, because what he pulled was just … well, pathetic.  The woman must be pretty amazing.  Maybe she has huge … tracts of land?


The Joys of Fresh Herbs

About a month ago, we planted a basil plant in our little garden walkway.  Normally I was buying fresh and dried herbs from the supermarket, and they were pretty expensive.  I always assumed to grow your own little herb garden, it requires a lot of attention and care, but that’s not entirely true.  Besides the planting and giving some fertilizer, that was it.

The basil plant originally had about 18 leaves on it, it was sparse, but now it has hundreds as far as I can see.  I was pretty amazed.  Now when I need it for cooking, like I did tonight to make herb butter, I just went out, tore a few leaves off, washed it under cold water, and chopped it up.  For someone who is lazy like me, this is awesome.  Now I’m considering trying out thyme and rosemary in the garden, perhaps even cilantro.  I mean, why not?

My favorite part is tearing the leaves off and smelling the aroma.  Such a pungent herb.

Fresh basil


In The Beginning

Adam: “God, I’m so lonely by myself.  There’s nothing to do around here, and I’m tired of playing with the lions and the sheep.  What else can I do?”

God:  “I have an idea I’ve been working on.  I will create a companion for you, called a woman.  Although, I have to warn you, she’ll never make sense to you, brainwash you into liking something you don’t, and when she’s mad and says yes, she really means no.”

Adam: “Huh?  Wait … wha … wait a second, that doesn’t sound so great.  I don’t want a woman like that.  What kind of idea is that?  I’ll stick with the lion for now.”

God:  “Don’t worry, she’ll also think she’s smarter than you, wake you in the middle of the night to see what you’re thinking about, and disagree with every important decision you ever make.  She’ll spend hours grooming herself, buy more shoes than she’ll ever wear, and she’ll be much weaker than you.  So you can’t take her out on hunts with you or expect her to open a jar’s lid.”

Adam: “Hold on!  Hold on!  This is really bad, I don’t want this … what is she called?  A woman?  I don’t want that, it sounds terrible!  Come up with a better idea!”

God:  “But you haven’t even met her yet.  Don’t you want to see her first?  I think I did a pretty good job.  Here, here she is, what do you think?”

Adam: “No, no, I don’t want to meet … wow, she has big b … okay, I’ll take her!”


To Be Blind, Or Not To Be

A month ago, I noticed a serious degradation in my vision.  While in the bathroom one day, I closed my right eye and and nearly panicked.  I could barely see out of my left eye;  everything was very blurry, and I couldn’t see any details.  My right eye, while also sporting bad eyesight, was the only thing that was keeping me from being able to read.

At first I thought it was an infection, but after a week it didn’t go away.  Our eyes are amazing healers, and can heal very fast.  So I decided to go to an ophthalmologist and find out what was going on.  As it turned out, there is heavy scarring on my eyes, more so on my left eye.  The scarring were caused by a bunch of tiny blood vessels forming on the back of my cornea, blocking my vision.  The ophthalmologist couldn’t even get a reading on my vision because of this.

He mentioned that if left unchecked, I could go blind.  I was given steroid-infused eye drops to take for a week and then come back.  After a week, the blurriness went away and my vision improved considerably.  I was quite relieved.  He recommended eventually to have laser surgery to remove the blood vessels at the base, then a cornea transplant, which he said my eye will at first reject.  Once it did, then I would get another cornea transplant.  He felt this would be a suitable long-term plan for my eyesight.

Meanwhile I’m still taking the eye drops for a month to keep the inflammation at bay.  However I find myself lying awake at night wondering if I was going to eventually end up blind, and if so, how I would handle it.  What would my life be like?  Would I handle it admirably, or would I fall into a dark hole I’ll never get out of?

I’m a creature of my senses, they are the only things that make sense to me in life, and the only things I fully trust.  I just can’t imagine one being taken from me without feeling a deep despair.