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If Kate Hudson and Chris Robinson can’t make it, what chance do the rest of us have?

Death. This is a death and mortality post. Yep. There’s not a bit of politics to be found in it. I had a birthday a little while ago, but that hasn’t occasioned any more thoughts about my own mortality…than usual.

No, the Missus and I were driving to Knoxville the other day. We saw a casket sitting out on the grass when we drove past the big cemetary near the Clinch River. It was a dull, silver rectangle box with rod handles. It was odd, really, to see it out in the open like that. I have to wonder if it was occupied, especially given the dog days heat we’ve had lately. It probably wasn’t occupied. I imagine it is some sort of grave liner, but then there were the ornate handles…

Anyhow, the Missus and I began discussing burials and such. It seems to me that The Missus is much more comfortable with this whole situation than I am. I mean hearses creep me out. I get the heeby-geebies when one stops next to me at a signal light. (They are annoying, too. I always get that stupid song in my head afterwards. You know the one about not laughing as the hearse goes by.) I’m resigned to the fact that I will die. I know that. There’s a great Flaming Lips song about this.

Oh, well.

The Missus and I continued our mortal discussion. We both agreed that it makes no sense to spend so much money on a casket. I just don’t see the point. So, when I die I want to be put in a casket of my own choosing. I don’t want one that is ostentatious. I want one like this. Seriously, that’s the one. It’s even made by monks. It’s no bargan, but it is better than a McCoffin. (I have to say I didn’t realize Costco sold caskets. That would be like going to Sam’s to buy a coffin.)

So, there you have it. One of my attempt to come to terms with my own mortality.

Totally.

I just came across an interesting site by the name of The Eye of the Fire.  Among other things, it blasts DA candidate David Clark and the League of Women Voters.  It also maintains salary listings for Anderson County, Clinton City and Oak Ridge City employees.

Does anyone out there know anything about this site?

It’s another.  So far this year, my kids have had severe lice infestations, poison ivy so bad they had to be on steroids twice, and now this.
Pinworms.
We’re really not gross, disgusting people, honest.  Just damn unlucky, I think.
I’m not going to go into the gory details.  If you don’t know what a pinworm is, just google it.  But for the love of all that is good and holy, please don’t look at google images.  I don’t have enough brain bleach for all of you.
The good news is that I didn’t have to take the kids (or samples) to the doctor.  They just took my word for it and called in prescriptions, which consisted of one chewable pill today, and another in 10 days.   For the next month or so, I’ll be constantly washing dishes and clothes, scrubbing surfaces and hands.  So if you want to come over, we’ll all be squeaky clean.
Or maybe you wouldn’t want to come over, seeing as it’s highly contagious.
Apparently adults aren’t as susceptible to pinworms, but there’s always that possibility.  What a better way to introduce myself to my new doctor?  I know that the human body carries hundreds of parasites normally, and that many of them are necessary to aid digestion, yadda yadda yadda, but I really don’t like to think about squirmy little bugglies in my intestines.