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Tuesday - March 28, 2006

Get well soon, Grandma

WebMD's Brain Natriuretic Peptide (BNP) Test page. I'm just putting the link here so I can find it later. Grandma had one of these tests done yesterday and got the results today: 840. Hopefully, the medication being prescribed by her doctors will bring the value back down. Quickly. 'Love you, Grandma.

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Wednesday - March 8, 2006

Campus Watch #37

From today's Campus Watch crime report:

Pedestrian in the Roadway / Evading / Resisting Arrest (200 West Dean Keaton)
A non-UT subject, who matched the description of a suspicious subject in Townes Hall, was found walking in a lane of traffic. When an officer ordered the subject out of the roadway, the subject replied in a manner that indicated he did not intend to leave the roadway and continued to walk in the roadway. After the subject ignored a second order to exit the roadway and to stop, the officer attempted to physically stop the subject. On two occasions, the subject pulled away from the officer and continued to walk. When officers were able to stop the subject he fell limp and would not comply or respond to the officers' directions. Officers needed to physically carry the subject and place him a patrol vehicle. Occurred on 03-07-06 at 9:55 AM.

I like how the report is very non-specific with its "the subject replied in a manner that indicated he did not intend to leave the roadway" comment. And, we all know exactly what the non-UT subject's reply really was. Don't we? Yep. Indeed we do.

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Saturday - March 4, 2006

My buddy Cyrus

Wow. I can't believe I didn't post anything here in February. I'm about to make up for that, though. My buddy Cyrus has been playing soccer since he was a wee tyke. He recently took some training and is now working as a referee for games with younger kids...aged 8 and younger. Or so. I think this morning was his second or third time being referee at a game. As he and his mother were driving away, she asked if he'd enjoyed himself. His reply:

"That's the easiest money I've ever made."

At the ripe old age of 12, I believe this may be the only money he's ever made. Heh. 'Cracked me up.

By the by: here's something he said to me last year. 'Love that kid.

PS: I apparently have some sort of "thing" for the phrase "ripe old age"...sigh...

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