Brainsalad
The frightening consequences of electroshock therapy

I'm a middle aged government attorney living in a rural section of the northeast U.S. I'm unmarried and come from a very large family. When not preoccupied with family and my job, I read enormous amounts, toy with evolutionary theory, and scratch various parts on my body.

This journal is filled with an enormous number of half-truths and outright lies, including this sentence.

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Nose hair

Every now and then I have to pluck nose hair out of my left nostril. It is sort of painful and once or twice the root area has become infected afterwards.

If I just let the hair grow though, I would have this large tuft of hair just growing out of one nostril, and it would look pretty freckin wierd. People would point at me and laugh or maybe they would just talk about it behind my back. "There goes Brainsalad. Ever notice how he has all that hair growing out of his left nostril?", or "I don't want that guy for my lawyer again. Look at all that left nostril hair. How can anyone take him seriously?" It would be this large black left nostril obstruction. Maybe it would be hard to breathe from that side of my nose. Taking long hikes I would have to stop the group and say, "Excuse me. I need to rest. The hair in my left nostril is limiting my air intake." And then if I was kissing a woman she would say, "I don't like kissing you because your nostril hair keeps tickling me."

Overall, it is pretty much worth it to pluck the thing.



Hellboy. Decent movie. Fun. Ron Perlman does a good job, making a ridiculous character somehow likable and easy to empathize with. Only the nazi ninja dude makes a remotely scary villain, but fun enough. Not a must see movie, but fits the bill if you have ten bucks and are looking for something to do.



On the way home I got stopped by a cop because one of my headlights is out. I've got the bulb but haven't been able to put it in because of my shoulder. Also, apparently I didn't signal when I changed lanes on a four lane road with light traffic. I was polite, showed him the bulb, explained the shoulder thing, accidently (it was accidental) flashed my attorney I.D. card, gave him my license and registration. He said the shoulder wasn't an excuse, but didn't ticket me anyway.

Equipment failure is probably small fry for these guys anyway. I'd guess when they are stopping a messed up car like mine they are looking for expired insurance or registration, or uninspected vehicle. Since all of those other things were in order, he probably figured the warning was all he needed to do. Either that or he was impressed with my freshly plucked left nostril.


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