Lingering

A day that lingers,
Overstays, eats all the chips.
Night, open the beer.

I'm glad to have a Monday off, and I'm glad to honor MLK, but I'd love to see a national holiday for Rosa Parks. A perfectly ordinary person who'd just had enough, and acted with dignity and courage.

Lost power last night, at home, everything blinking in the morning. (I heard it, actually, no idea what happened.) And as we found out - at work. With arthroscopy, having all the routing and scopes not working leaves us dead in the water. Had to restart everything, still had troubles. A surgeon out with an injured back, cases cancelled, juggled every other room to keep it all going. Still ran three rooms late, mine latest of all. I don't mind, I've not had a late day for a while, it was my turn and fair enough. And I will have three days off in a row. As granny always said, "blessed be." Yes, that is how she expressed enthusiasm and swore, both. She would be 121 this year. Except that she's been quite dead for the last 28 years.

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7 comments:

Blogger English Rider said...

There is a new hero destined for history. A young Tunisian man who immolated himself to defy oppression. Today the dictator has fled, the military refused to fire on protesters. Impressive, and I'm ashamed I was not aware of the situation earlier. Ordinary people can make a difference.

21:26  
Blogger gz said...

(o)

00:41  
Blogger trousers said...

(o)

02:41  
Blogger Relatively Retiring said...

I like the thought about Granny. Too bad she missed her 121st birthday!

03:25  
Blogger Rouchswalwe said...

Raising a glass of ordinary ale to ordinary people! Prost! My Grandmama would be 100 this year were she still alive.

12:01  
Blogger Phil Plasma said...

I didn't realize there were degrees of deadness.

06:14  
Blogger Zhoen said...

Phil,
Half dead, nearly dead, missing presumed dead, recently dead, long dead.

09:43  

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