Personally, I’d go with “Fuzzyslug”. It has a nice ring to it.
Well, if it’s the eighth crocodile, I suppose you could call it Croc 8, or Crockett.
Although Sonny Crockett had an alligator. And its name was Elvis…
Yaltan
5143
My son, Oliver, is now four weeks old. First child for me!
I’ve accepted an offer to join Booze Allen Hamilton, effectively shutting down my company. It’s just too much work keeping things going, and I’ll get to do more interesting things. I’d still encourage anyone thinking of starting their own business to give it a try.
My cat is finally getting used to living in a house and not a kennel.
Life is good, except for spring allergies.
On friday, I had two needles stuck into my spine. (Specifically, the facet joints of the lower lumbar vertebrae) It looked something like this.
Unsurprisingly, this was pretty unpleasant! When the needle entered the joint capsule to deliver the methylprednisolone and lidocaine, it felt like I’d been hit with fifty thousand volts, and the left side of my body locked up in spasms as if I was being electrocuted. Left me locked up in ceaseless spasms for five or ten minutes. Pretty unpleasant, overall, but an interesting thing to go through.
For the record, I would generally recommend not having people stick needles in your spine, if it’s something you can possibly avoid. Next time, instead of needles, it will apparently be electrodes, to burn out nerves. I’m expecting that one to be even more entertaining.
goddamn, quat! you made me wince.
fire
5146
Congrats! Now, you need to provide baby pictures. :-)
My mom’s undergoing therapy sessions with needs in her back to fix a problem that’s been plaguing her for years. I don’t know the exact operation or details, but it sounds very similar to you Quat.
I wish her luck, DGS. The process itself was excruciating, but the injections seem to have given me a substantial reduction in my pain. Turns out that a lot of my issues stem from destroyed facet joints, instead of straight disc damage - as a consequence, losing the ability to feel those joints is a big quality of life improvement. Hopefully it will be the same for your mom.
Very glad to hear you’re feeling an improvement, quat! (uh, or not feeling the improvement, if that’s more accurate :)
In keeping with the medical theme, I am currently in the waiting room of an orthopedic clinic in Little Rock waiting for my mother to get her knee scoped (luckily they have free wireless). Always interesting getting back here to see what’s going on.
By the way, just yesterday I was in traffic behind an SUV with Florida plates that had one of those ‘In Memoriam’ stickers on its back window. Three lines, top one said ‘In Loving Memory’, second line had a female name, and the third line said, swear to god, ‘Never shake a baby.’ I had one of the most brutal moments of cognitive dissonance I’ve ever experienced trying to figure out how to react to that.
The space shuttle just flew over on its way to landing here in Fla., causing a sonic boom that rattled my house.
I don’t know about you, but my response to just reading that has been about two minutes of laughter. I like to think that the decal was a court-ordered punishment for some meth mom who got all fucked up and mistook her baby for a Wiimote or something.
Ultimately yes, I went with laughter. And then I felt a little bad about it.
Dean
5155
I got new glasses. I needed progressive lenses this time. Yay age!
On the plus side, I seem to be doing better at shooters on consoles. Maybe everyone who says shooters are better on the PC just needs new glasses.
Leah_C
5156
This isn’t interesting as much as scary; a friend of a friend disappeared from West Oakland. If you’re in the area or have friends in the area and can post this somewhere (twitter, fb, wherever) that’d be awesome. http://www.facebook.com/?ref=logo#!/note.php?note_id=384258121902&id=554813705 and http://ow.ly/1AAwk
Scratch that, after the posts went out someone spotted her and notified friends. All that’s known now is that she’s alive and being cared for but no one’s giving details other than that.
Here’s… erm… fuzzyslug? No… make that Croc 8. No, then again… oh come on folks, we need a proper name for… you know… him.
To inspire your fertile imaginations, here’s an incongruous picture! Erin and I are wearing ridiculous-looking blue Avatar suits because of the box jellyfish, in case you wondered whether we had some weird lycra thing going on.
Broken image link Krayzkrok. You need to fix it so we can ooh and aah appropriately :)
Call him Snappy! Das Kleine Crocodil!
Acid
5160
I’d call him Munch. It’s a great name for a krok with a gaming reference built in!
