Being a good sport
Random Fact One: I’m a high school drop out. I was once asked by a civic leader to talk to local high school kids about the importance of staying in school. Ummmmm....maybe I’m not the right guy for the job.....I quit school in my senior year, took my GED about a month later and never looked back. I never regretted it, and it never slowed me down or proved a disadvantage in any way. But I’m probably not your typical high school drop out either.
Random Fact Two: I have two college degrees. Yes, despite of being a HS drop out, I did later go to college. My first degree is an Associate of Applied Science in Aviation Technology. I have a commercial pilot’s license to go with that. Of course big D took that away, but it was not too great a loss. Flying is too expensive for a hobby, and I wasn’t doing it for a living. Once my BG settles down, if I want to go through 2,000 pounds of paper work I’m told that I can get my Private Pilot privileges back. Maybe Medtronic can sponsor me flying around the country with my Guardian. Wouldn’t that be a hoot? My second degree is a combined Bachelor of Science in Criminal Justice and Criminology with a minor in Criminalistics. I graduated Summa Cum Laude after doing the entire major and minor in three semesters. Not too bad for a high school drop out.
Random Fact Three: I’ve been married three times. Twice to the same woman. My first wife was whats-her-name. We were both young flight students. It was a crash and burn situation from the start and didn’t last long. My second and third wives are Debbie who I’m crazy about enough to marry again. The first time we were married, as they say here, “by the law.” A number of years later (we can’t remember how many, her mother is the expert on this date) we were married by the Church.
Random Fact Four: I have four tattoos. This always surprises people, as I am told I look so respectable. I guess respectable people aren’t supposed to have tattoos? I suppose not. The oldest, well they are all old, is on my left upper arm. Red and black. Biker kinda thing. You know, a winged skull. There are two on my left forearm that make up a single design. They are both black, well greenish now as they are so old. The bottom one is a badge. The top one is a Native American type motif to turn the badge into a work of art. Oddly the top tattoo was done by a woman in California who took one look at the original and recognized the handiwork of the Colorado artist who had made it. The fourth one is on my chest and is a mystical design. It drives my niece crazy ’cause she’s never seen it and I won’t tell her what it is. My tattoo advice to my son: get what ever you want, but have a skilled artist do it and make sure it can’t be seen if you are wearing a suit. You never know when you might need to get a bank loan.
Random Fact Five: I own five computers. I have a lap top at the house. I use it for evening surfing and it goes with me to doctor’s appointments. I keep all my pump downloads and the like on it. At the shop I have four more. One is our administrative computer, one is for digital imaging, one runs our film scanner, and the last one runs the digital enlarger. Weird having more computers than staff, but I guess that’s the way of the world.
Now who do I tag? I’m thinking that Scott and Melissa need to get off their duffs and start posting again: Tag you guys, you’re “it.”
Scott‘s Diabetes Journal
Melissa‘s How‘s the DB?
Tomorrow, back to Guardian Stuff.