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Grab the Bands

a mental wastebasket

 
NOT HERE!
Friday, June 16, 2006

Go here.

What I have become
Monday, June 12, 2006

TIB FIB!So my lip was bleeding pretty bad earlier. Also, even though it was much cooler outside at 7pm tonight than it had been all day, I began sweating profusely right about then. Now let me explain why.

I had just finished writing up a small life insurance policy for an existing client in their back yard when we started talking about unexpected health care costs. More specifically, we were discussing what could happen to someone physically that would incur large hospital and doctor bills. Now although there might be some irony in the fact that my inner lip was, at that moment of conversation, bleeding enough to make me nauseous, that is not the highlight of the scene. Rather, the humor lies in the context of the conversation (and my state of mind) which had abruptly pivoted to the New 1's.

It happened so fast that I don't even remember what was said the moments before the disorienting statement. Alls I remembers is is the client saying her friend had broken his leg; "the tibia and the fibia." Now I don't remember much after that statement aside from my immediate haste to leave, however I do remember the client pointing to her leg from various angles and describing the bone protrusions in great detail as she shaped out their form with her hands.

After "stroking my beard" (i.e. covering my mouth to hide the grin) a dozen times I finally managed to move conversation towards my departure and walked briskly to my car.

When did I become this?

I've got happy breaths again
Saturday, June 03, 2006

For those of you that don't already know, I have been hideously sick for the last week. What started as a scratchy throat progressed into bronchitis and eventually a rabid asthmatic reaction in the lungs accompanied by a pair of severe middle ear infections. The doc gave me a fresh inhaler (Albuterol), an antibiotic (Azithromycin), an all purpose "feel good" syrup (Histex) and even a feakin' steroid (Prednisone) to stabilize this hairball. These of course all came after the doctor saw me and immediately insisted I be hooked up to a nebulizer for 20 minutes. By the way, those nebs will make ya dizzy. I'm getting all drowsy just thinking about it...................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... yup; bedtime.

Shallow content
Saturday, May 20, 2006

Your Birthdate: April 18

You are a cohesive force - able to bring many people together for a common cause.
You tend to excel in work situations, but you also facilitate a lot of social gatherings too.
Beyond being a good leader, you are good at inspiring others.
You also keep your powerful emotions in check - you know when to emote and when to repress.

Your strength: Emotional maturity beyond your years

Your weakness: Wearing yourself down with too many responsibilities

Your power color: Crimson red

Your power symbol: Snowflake

Your power month: September

Is it the salesmanship?

You Are Mr. Burns

Okay, so you're evil...

You have big plans to rule the world, and you'll destroy it in the process if necessary!

You will be remembered for: the exploitation of the masses

Life philosophy: "One dollar for eternal happiness? I'd be happier with the dollar."

Focus
Friday, May 19, 2006

As I sit here at work at 8:30pm I realize why it is I haven't posted much lately. I have been completely absorbed by work. The problem with that is that I can't legally post the things I want to regarding my work. I have some great stories about clients, but I'm not really interested in losing my license or even going to jail by breaking client confidentiality. What I can post about is the industry in general, so I might start posting about Annuities or Long-term Care. You've ben warned.

The Souless
Thursday, May 18, 2006

You Are 68% Abnormal

You are at high risk for being a psychopath. It is very likely that you have no soul.

You are at high risk for having a borderline personality. It is very likely that you are a chaotic mess.

You are at high risk for having a narcissistic personality. It is very likely that you are in love with your own reflection.

You are at low risk for having a social phobia. It is unlikely that you feel most comfortable in your mom's basement.

You are at medium risk for obsessive compulsive disorder. It is somewhat likely that you are addicted to hand sanitizer.

Look at all these New 1s!

Today I earned my second client with a New 1 for a name. I won't disclose the name, but let's just say I was hearing Montel laugh in my head the whole time I was with the client. It was very distracting. At one point I chuckled under my breath when I asked him to spell his name.

"What's so funny?"

"Oh, uh, my pen's dying again." (It really was, too)

Wow - I posted. Yay.
Thursday, May 11, 2006

Yesterday I spent my entire day working in Mt Pleasant. I left at 8am and didn't get home until after 9pm. Today I am once again going back to the indian town. I go now.

Triple Whopper

Don't eat it!