Talk about your day thread

[wease]

You guys got this, Higgs. Stay in there pal.

[dad]

sorry, Higgs. sending good vibes.

[washing machine]

Higgs

[tree_]

fuckin cancer man .. hang in there dude.. very tough times

[Peeps]

sorry to hear this higgs. will be hoping for the best

[tree_]

On my drive home from work I saw a car in front of me swerve into the other lane and then I noticed why, it was because there was a turtle on the road. I didn’t swerve but I veered to the right to avoid running it over. I noticed in my rearview mirror the truck behind me doing the same. My mood elevated a little bit

[Biff Pocoroba]

Had the day off and did some yard work this morning before voting. I went to a nearby state park and did a 3-4 mile walk along a small, rock strewn river. Beautiful day to be outside but if my allergies are acting up tonight I will know why.
I have been to this park hundreds of times over the years. Growing up I never saw anyone get in the river but over the past few years it’s not uncommon for people to get out among the shoals. The water is only waist deep but the rocks are slippery and while it’s not encouraged by rangers but they generally leave people alone. But imagine my surprise today I saw two topless hippie chicks and a naked dude out on the rocks. The park wasn’t too crowded and they were a ways down the trail in a fairly secluded stretch but still. I wasn’t offended by the nudity but was surprised how out in the open they were.

[Higgs]

Thanks all, appreciate the vibes!

She's still in hospital but feeling waaay better. They caught an infection, filled her with IV fluids and have given us the ability to just call straight away in future if there are any issues/problems. So all-in-all a good trip to the ED!

She has 4 treatments total, 1 every 21 days, so next treatment is in 2 weeks. The treatments themselves are easy enough but the week after kinda sucks and sucks a little more each time.

Many positives though, and she's 1 treatment down already, so we are on the way to the finish line. Hopefully the ED visit will help with a few other bits and pieces too and she'll be a lot more comfy with future treatments.

On a positive note my son and a few of his mates hop on a plane tonight and head off to the US. They are flying to LAX then onto Las Vegas, gearing up for the EDC festival there this weekend. Just had his negative PCR confirmed so he is excited as.

So watch out for a group of 6 or so young Aussie hooligans drinking their way across your great land over the next 2 months. As he would say, "LET'S GOOOOOO!!"

[Ello Sailor]

She's still in hospital but feeling waaay better.

[E.H. Ruddock]

I bet Higgs’ son and his mates know how to party. Watch out Vegas

[Mickey]

Two more neighbors died on our block. That's four in the last six weeks. Probably a good omen

[tree_]

How are they dying?

[BurtReynolds]

he's murdering them.

[tree_]

yike

[Mickey]

One was assaulted at a nightclub by the bouncer and went into a coma. One was an older guy who had a heart attack. One was a lifelong smoker who had a stroke. Newest one looks like a drug overdose.

[Ello Sailor]

Imagine smoking cigarettes.

[Ello Sailor]

Also sorry to hear about the hellscape, Mick.

[Mickey]

Depending on how you look at it, it's either a really good or really bad time to buy a house on my block

[VinylGuy]

damn

[tragabigzanda]

There is a wolf in me . . . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . . . a red tongue for raw meat . . . and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fox in me . . . a silver-gray fox . . . I sniff and guess . . . I pick things out of the wind and air . . . I nose in the dark night and take sleepers and eat them and hide the feathers . . . I circle and loop and double-cross.

There is a hog in me . . . a snout and a belly . . . a machinery for eating and grunting . . . a machinery for sleeping satisfied in the sun—I got this too from the wilderness and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fish in me . . . I know I came from salt-blue water-gates . . . I scurried with shoals of herring . . . I blew waterspouts with porpoises . . . before land was . . . before the water went down . . . before Noah . . . before the first chapter of Genesis.

There is a baboon in me . . . clambering-clawed . . . dog-faced . . . yawping a galoot's hunger . . . hairy under the armpits . . . here are the hawk-eyed hankering men . . . here are the blonde and blue-eyed women . . . here they hide curled asleep waiting . . . ready to snarl and kill . . . ready to sing and give milk . . . waiting—I keep the baboon because the wilderness says so.

There is an eagle in me and a mockingbird . . . and the eagle flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams and fights among the Sierra crags of what I want . . . and the mockingbird warbles in the early forenoon before the dew is gone, warbles in the underbrush of my Chattanoogas of hope, gushes over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes—And I got the eagle and the mockingbird from the wilderness.

O, I got a zoo, I got a menagerie, inside my ribs, under my bony head, under my red-valve heart—and I got something else: it is a man-child heart, a woman-child heart: it is a father and mother and lover: it came from God-Knows-Where: it is going to God-Knows-Where—For I am the keeper of the zoo: I say yes and no: I sing and kill and work: I am a pal of the world: I came from the wilderness.