Mamma's Home

Got her back home around 2:30, and after a trip to the pharmacy to get her more pain meds, I'm holing up for the day.

She called me first thing this morning, very upset that she'd been discharged from the hospital but I hadn't shown up to get her. I rushed over (skipping food and caffeine in the process) only to discover she most certainly had not been discharged; her doctor wasn't even due to stop by the hospital for 3 more hours. She had also forgotten that I ever came to visit her yesterday, even though I was there twice, and it took her an hour to call me this morning because she was trying to phone me using the TV remote instead of the telephone. *head slam* This is gonna be fun.

Here's Your Sign

In my many trips to and from the hospital, I passed a couple of new signs that were interesting. A law firm near the house has put up a new one that reads, under the firm name, "Civil Justice Attorneys". Hmm. Methinks that is the 'sanitation engineer' version of 'ambulance-chaser'. Nice try, guys.

The other was more worrisome: a crab house now has a sign out front that says they'll accept food stamps. While granted, they do sell some fresh seafood and fish there, steamed crabs are 90% of their business and shrimp & oysters are another 8%. I'm not so sure that taxpayers should be paying for people to eat luxury foods. I love 'em, but crabs are a luxury. If they weren't I'd be eating them a heckuva a lot more often.

This Will Be Weird

Just heard that Michael C Hall and Jennifer Carpenter (Dexter and Debra Morgan on 'Dexter', see my icon) have gotten married. To each other.

Now, while I realize that 'Dexter' is a TV show and it's not real, it's still going to be awfully squicky to watch a husband/wife play brother/sister.