Week 34: “Zitto”

August 29, 2010 at 7:16 (Uncategorized) (, , )

“Shut the fuck up” — a useful saying acquired from my week in Rome.

What else did I learn? That no one makes a cheese sauce better than the Italians.

That Rome is stuck in the Darkest of Ages, and always should be.

That Italians are edged out in rudeness only by the French.

That one thing Rome does not need is another Gelatoria.

That Italian men are almost all homosexuals.

That Cappuccino has eerie beginnings.

That Italian women are anorexic fashionaistas.

That the Map Room of the Vatican far outshines the Sistine Chapel.

That you can walk all over a Michelangelo masterpiece.

That the Italians were brilliant enough to preserve the intrigue of their history by erecting new buildings into the facade remnants of 2500-year-old-ones or by building fences around crumbling stone tructures and parks around those fences.

That everything is uphill.

That there’s a Jewish Ghetto here!

That road lanes are just suggestions.

That cheap wine is incredible wine.

That the Tiber is grosser than the Chicago River.

That one can survive a rich life on olive oil, bread and mozzarella alone.

That Italians will stare right at you until you stare back.

That 95 degrees is the average temp in August.

That there are many hidden gems you won’t find in a Frommer’s.

I liked Rome, but it inspired me to explore and learn Spanish. I have been to maybe 15 European cities, maybe more, and I loved Barcelona and its people the most. Italy isn’t a place I’ll clamor to get back to, but I’ll always remember this trip. We went for my mom’s 60th birthday, and she did damn well climbing up cobblestones all day!

Ciao!

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Week 33: “Welcome to the Family,” His Mom Said.

August 16, 2010 at 7:16 (Uncategorized)

T AND I ARE ENGAGED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! August 14th, 2010 on Oval Beach, Mi. I want to tell the world that I am JUSSSSSSSSST SOOOOOOO HAPPYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Week 32: Blah

August 16, 2010 at 7:16 (Uncategorized)

Every few weeks, I get really tired of writing these blogs. I’m only doing them as an exercise, to see if I can do it every week for a year. I dunno… This week I had 27 minutes to work out and I ran for that full 27 minutes. Two months ago, I could barely make 1.5 minutes. I know, it’s not worth a blog. I’m just sayin’: health’s good, mental health’s good, job’s good, love life’s good. It’s a different story from even November to be able to say I’m mentally and physically strong. Guess that warrants a blog post. At least for my own purposes. You don’t have to read. Not this one, anyway. Read this next one, instead.

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Week 31: Knocked Out by the K2 Summit

August 11, 2010 at 7:16 (Uncategorized) (, , , , , , , , )

On the advice of some friends, I went into a head shop and put $30 down on a condom-like packet of herbal chemicals whose make-up is unknown, which the FDA does not approve for “consumption” (whatever that means) and whose effects supposedly mimic that of pot.

I looked up the side effects. Nothing out of the usual. Felt comfortable enough to try it. Was warned not to do more than one hit, so did a single one and waited out the 30 minutes. The blueberry flavor (as they bill this stuff for incense) didn’t affect taste or anything, but it was harsh as hell to smoke and made me wonder what I was putting in my body; quickly forgotten when the high took effect. That was some high.

Over the next few days, I did more, and then noticed terrible nausea, and worse, motor skills rendered ineffective, vertigo and lack of balance and coordination. I feared I had my father’s ataxia where every move of my head was a surprise to my brain, throwing me off kilter. I couldn’t function at work, walk down the street or look up to my computer or away from it without disruption to my senses. It made me anxious and I had to work from home. Then I remembered I had been smoking this stuff. 

It took a lot of research to find people complaining of symptoms like these, but a visit to my doctor confirmed I’m neurologically OK. Vertigo can last a month after the worst of it is over, and mine is almost gone. The cause: His professional opinion and my intuition point to this K2 crap, which I flushed down the toilet  three weeks ago.

Our governor is seeking to ban this stuff in the next few months, pulling it from shelves so underaged kids can’t get their hands on it. It’s a great idea. This stuff could  ruin young brains and nervous systems. I’m freaked to think what permanent damage I might have done to my own in that short time. But maybe this is an argument to sanction the stuff that grows in the ground. That, at least, we know something about.

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