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That's quite a bit away from Hollywood 
I'm back from my quick trip to LA and have an incredibly busy week ahead of me -- beginning with me leaving in a few minutes to go pick up Harry. I've missed him a lot this week and can't wait to see him -- hope he's happy to see me and is forgiving of me for having left him for a week.
Had a nice time but honestly not at all impressed with L.A. -- the areas I saw, of course, were the touristy sections, so I'm sure it has nice areas, but over all, it's a city that I wouldn't choose to live. I was disappointed in some of the "attractions" there in that I had expected them to be much more glamorous -- guess the cameras really do a great job when filming, making things appear larger (and more glamorous) than real life.
I didn't run into PG -- at least I don't think I did but I did see a one-piece-band man who might be able to join on PG's next tour -- he played more instruments that he had strapped to his body than the 42-piece New Blood Orchestra!
Okay, I'll check in later, but for now just wanted to poke my head in here to say Hi.
but I did see a one-piece-band man who might be able to join on PG's next tour -- he played more instruments that he had strapped to his body than the 42-piece New Blood Orchestra!
Okay, I'll check in later, but for now just wanted to poke my head in here to say Hi. 
Yeah, East LA is quite lovely this time of year. 
Spent a couple of summers there as a teenager when my Father still lived in the LA area. It's a city like any other. Good things, bad things, but all in all would rather keep camping in the Everglades and such myself. Different strokes for different folks. Don't you find it odd they'd let the tourist areas get run down? After all, after Hollywood that is one of their largest industries.
Anyway, are you under some gag order about the show or just playing with us not giving us any details of your experience there? Or did you post it somewhere else and I just missed it somehow?
Spent a couple of summers there as a teenager when my Father still lived in the LA area. It's a city like any other. Good things, bad things, but all in all would rather keep camping in the Everglades and such myself. Different strokes for different folks. Don't you find it odd they'd let the tourist areas get run down? After all, after Hollywood that is one of their largest industries.
Anyway, are you under some gag order about the show or just playing with us not giving us any details of your experience there? Or did you post it somewhere else and I just missed it somehow? Maybe Pat won a car and can't tell us till the show airs
Hello Lunies,
So sorry for the absence on the forums since my return from L.A., but it's more because as soon as I returned I am working my weekend (had Friday off because I was flying home, so therefore, am scheduled to work a few extra weeknights this week to make up for it). I had posted very little about the trip so far -- on facebook, I just mentioned that I was home and was happy to get Harry.
As Murphy's Law would have it (and I am of Irish descent, thereby having to live with Murphy's Law on a routine basis ), my wonderful, exciting trip to California was not without incident and I'm still in the midst of it, with hopes that it all ends well.
Allow me to begin my story of my CA trip . . . at the end -- I am now very happily home and have been scheduled to work the weekend as usual, with a few extra nights thrown in mid-week. All good, yeah? Hhhmm, perhaps not . . .
Two weekends ago, completely, utterly out of the blue while working on a Sunday night shift, I began to have excrutiating pain primarily in my right knee -- very painful, almost felt as if I had torn one of the important ligaments. It came on suddenly, I worked all night with an incredibly ugly limp and in lots of pain. I had two weeks to have a miracle cure for this.
I knew that if I went to a dr. at that point, it would involve making appts for x-rays/mri's etc., and I did not have time to do any of that. This trip to CA came up suddenly, was paid for (and all my expenses were non-refundable) so unless I hit the powerball and wouldn't have to care about forfeiting the money spent, there was nothing that was going to stop me from going to CA. I shared my story (of the painful knee) with very few -- my sister and one or two other lunies here, but other than that, didn't talk about it -- I simply wanted it to be gone!! Poof! Like magic, I hoped that "out of sight, out of mind" would apply here.
One standing unspoken rule amongst healthcare workers seems to be that we never, ever take care of ourselves the way that we take care of our patients. When we are forced to be ill and/or hospitalized, we are notorious for being the very worst patients -- I have found it to be 50/50 when taking care of healthcare patients, and I'd like to think that I'm a good patient --- once you get me where you want me .
The first week after the knee went crazy, I spent much of the week resting it -- really, I was in pain, but also knew that whatever it was, if I rested it it would probably get better in due time. I still managed to walk Harry and on most days, I would limp sometimes, but over all, it felt as if it was truly getting better. Last weekend I worked with it (I have never missed a shift of work because of it, but rather just limp through the shift if that's what I needed to do) and overall, it appeared as if my plan had worked -- lots and lots and lots of ibuprofren and tylenol, rest whenever I could and all seemed to be working fine.
When I left for CA last Monday, knowing I'd be on a 5-hr flight of sitting still in a very cramped 10-inch space (I don't care what measurements they give, it's 10 inches all around!), I was a bit apprehensive -- I know that flying can really lead to increased pain when you're dealing with herniated discs (which is what I believed this might have been -- an old nursing injury that seems to rear its ugly head at the least opportune time -- remember, Murphy's Law -- it's what I live and die by! ).
Surprisingly, the flight was actually really smooth -- it does seem as if when I'm in a sitting position, I'm almost pain free (a very different type of pain from my other herniated disc problems -- usually cannot stand to sit -- you get my point).
Once I began my walking (which I did lots of) and traveling by metro (which I also did lots of) and arrived at my hotel to find that I was on the 3rd floor of the hotel -- all stairs, no elevator -- yikes!, I was slowly but surely beginning to feel pain in the knee and entire right leg from hip to foot. Of course, since I was on "vacation" and had limited time, had spent lots of money, I did all I could to "grin and bear it" 
-- each night by the time I returned to the hotel room, I was in the most unbearable pain, but I kept on going -- what was I to do? There was no way I'd go to a hospital in L.A. -- although they might have been able to give me some pain relief, but I am a healthcare worker and that would have made too much sense!
So, I've returned home, still having the pain, can barely climb the stairs -- taking "baby steps" as they say because it's the only way I can do it with the least amount of pain.
I do not like to miss work, especially after I've just returned from a trip (mid-week and it didn't affect my work schedule much) and I'm off next weekend for my St. Paddy's Day party (which was scheduled back in December -- that's how much notice we need to give to get time off in work).
I worked last night -- again with the wonderful trademark limp and I told my supervisor that I would go to the ER after work. We had one hour less to work here last night because of daylight savings time and I thought that would be good because it gave me an extra hour to go to the ER.
I went to the ER this morning, told them my story and the dr. truly thinks it's a herniated disc -- although it feels quite different from the other times and my lower back isn't hurting, my entire right side from hip to toes aches, with the knee still being the most painful. So, the ER dr. has prescribed me some prednisone for the pain relief, some muscle relaxants and narcotics for the pain. I have started the prednisone, am holding off on the others until bedtime and I have been excused from work tonight and tomorrow night (I'm sure they're having a happy dance about that!).
All this to say that although I really wanted so badly to enjoy myself in L.A. and have the greatest of times, I did what I could, but I was in pain for most of the time, making things a bit less fun for me.
Now, time for my review of my trip :
Having lived all of my life in a large city (Philadelphia, PA), I'm never impressed by any city, really. Cities are cities to me, although I must admit that I absolutely love London and Dublin is a fair city . New York is . . . well, it's New York -- just a more condensed, more populated city that reminds me of a more "crunched" Philly. Haven't been to Chicago so can't say about that. Los Angeles is a fine city, I'm sure, but because of my limited time there, I had to be the "tourist" and while Beverly Hills is beautiful, I was disappointed in Hollywood itself -- I think I had very big expectations of it looking all gorgeous and glamorous and when I got there, all I could think of was "ugh!".
Hollywood, of course, is one of the largest attractions and it's full of people from all walks of life, many people making deals for one of the bazillion "tours" that are offered -- so it's a bit of haggling and I have never liked that -- if I'm in a store shopping and I am approached more than once by a sales person who asks, "Are you looking for anything in particular?" -- I usually walk out. I know what I like (in music and otherwise) and if I need help I am not afraid to ask (that is, as long as it doesn't involve going to the dr. or hospital! ).
I was a bit disappointed in the "Walk of Fame" -- I think I had envisioned this very beautiful, glamorous area that is sectioned off and presented in a nice fashion. I never realized that it's two large blocks long, on either side, with the "stars" in a random manner -- no particular order and just part of the sidewalk. (I guess this is where fantasy v. reality makes a big difference).
As for what I did see and enjoy very much -- The Madame Tusseauds Wax Museum is indeed very well done and very nice. (My one observation is that I think the older characters/actors are much more realistic looking than the newer actors).
The studio tours of Warner Bros. and Universal were very nice and I wish I had time to have done the others -- Paramount Pictures, etc. But it was fun to get a behind-the-scenes glimpse of the sets that I've seen on many tv shows -- always am amazed at how cameras can truly be so deceiving and trick our brains into thinking something is "larger than life".
The "HOLLYWOOD" sign is what it is and of all the photos I took of it, the hills are brown in color -- no beautiful green hills there at all. I asked about that and if it ever is green and was told that very rarely is the hill green -- it's very dry and a dessert really (L.A.) so although the trees are gorgeous (the palm trees are truly beautiful), the area itself is not nearly as green as PA -- which is a very beautiful green state.
The 2-hr tour of the stars homes was a bit of a joke, but the sun was shining that day and I was not walking, so it was okay with me. It literally was a drive around the Hollywood/Beverly Hills area and we just "cruised" the famous roads -- Mullholland Drive, Rodeo Drive, Sunset Blvd., etc.
Now, for the Ellen Show -- it was taping on Wed, 3/7 (and it aired on Friday, 3/9) and I had a 4 pm check-in for a 6 pm show. The whole thing is very organized and fortunately, because of the waiting period, they have a place where folks can sit while waiting. They have vending machines, and a food truck that sells food and drinks while you wait. The "Ellen" water was $1.50 for a 16 oz. bottle of water.
While checking in to the show, the person who checks i.d. etc. (and the same person whom had telephoned me to confirm) was very nice and when she saw my id, she said, "Oh, Lancaster, huh?" (This part is going to get lost here, but bear with me -- it's all about the pronunciation of "Lancaster" that I'm getting at).
She said, "Lanc -a- ster" not LAN-CASTER as many people say. Here in PA, we say Lanc-a-ster (soft "a" throughout), but elsewhere it's called LAN-CASTER (hard "a").
The woman said, "I'm from West Chester" and I told her that I knew she had to be from the east coast/PA area because of the way she had said Lancaster. She told me that her parents live in Philly. So, small world. (I had several other "small world" encounters throughout my trip).
We were given numbers -- I was number 52 (out of 400 I think), so I was fortunate enough to be seated in the very first row -- front and center -- directly behind Ellen's cameraman -- so many times I had to watch Ellen on tv -- go figure -- but it was a nice HD tv sitting directly in front of me, as well.
Ellen is as lovely and sweet as she appears on tv -- she's like a little pixie -- she's cute, petite and very good at what she does. There were many parts that were not used in the final, but overall, the show was great.
David Arquette was the guest. He was very animated, incredibly nervous (I think), yet giggly and laughing and chatting and looked like he was enjoying himself. The musical guest was someone I'm not familiar with -- Robyn ____? -- he did a tribute to Whitney Houston -- which was very lovely and he got all emotional during it. While he performed the song, Ellen was sitting directly in front of me on a stool while she waited.
There were other segments of the show which were fun and funny and also very touching. There were absolutely no give a-ways whatsoever -- none; not a cd, not even a free bottle of Ellen water . There were lots of things for sale in the "Riff-Raff room" but it was so overly crowded and I did not feel like looking through things, with having to carry them home, so I opted out.
I really enjoyed the show and it was a great opportunity. When I came home, I watched the Friday show which I had tvo'd -- after watching it, I did what I always do automatically -- I deleted it! Yikes! Oh well, guess I'll have to hope for a re-run of it one day. I can be seen in the show a few times -- very short glimpses (which is fine with me)
Although I had tickets to see Conan, I had also gotten tickets to see Craig Ferguson and he is whom I chose to see. However, by Wed, when I realized that my time was so limited and I hadn't seen much of anything at that point, I did not want to spend Thursday (my last full day there) having to wait for the Craig show -- the whole process takes about 4-5 hours of your time and it's smack in the middle of the day. I chose to not go to Craig -- no regrets really, I was able to spend sunny, warm Thursday all day with doing the tours and then Universal Studios.
Well, there you have it -- aren't you sorry you asked ??
I was so very happy to get home on Friday night, happy to have survived my "munchkin plane" flights from Baltimore to Lancaster -- don't think I'd ever do that again -- it's enough to give me a fear of flying and it put a lot of stress or the very end of my trip (and the beginning). I call it the "munchkin" plane because I swear I saw one of the lollipop kids landing it! (And I knew I would be a bit stressed when they had to ask my weight in order to balance the plane -- say WHAT????!!! I didn't dare put a drop of food or water in my mouth once they had my weight for fear of shifting the plane's balance! )
I will sign off here (aren't you glad?) -- I'm sure the prednisone has really kicked in -- it's funny that way -- I'm almost tempted to go have a run and then clean the entire house -- but I know better, so I'll just continue to rest my leg and get better.
I'll give a Harry update (which shouldn't be nearly as long) the next time I pop in here.
), my wonderful, exciting trip to California was not without incident and I'm still in the midst of it, with hopes that it all ends well.
Allow me to begin my story of my CA trip . . . at the end -- I am now very happily home and have been scheduled to work the weekend as usual, with a few extra nights thrown in mid-week. All good, yeah? Hhhmm, perhaps not . . .
Two weekends ago, completely, utterly out of the blue while working on a Sunday night shift, I began to have excrutiating pain primarily in my right knee -- very painful, almost felt as if I had torn one of the important ligaments. It came on suddenly, I worked all night with an incredibly ugly limp and in lots of pain. I had two weeks to have a miracle cure for this.
I knew that if I went to a dr. at that point, it would involve making appts for x-rays/mri's etc., and I did not have time to do any of that. This trip to CA came up suddenly, was paid for (and all my expenses were non-refundable) so unless I hit the powerball and wouldn't have to care about forfeiting the money spent, there was nothing that was going to stop me from going to CA. I shared my story (of the painful knee) with very few -- my sister and one or two other lunies here, but other than that, didn't talk about it -- I simply wanted it to be gone!! Poof! Like magic, I hoped that "out of sight, out of mind" would apply here.
One standing unspoken rule amongst healthcare workers seems to be that we never, ever take care of ourselves the way that we take care of our patients. When we are forced to be ill and/or hospitalized, we are notorious for being the very worst patients -- I have found it to be 50/50 when taking care of healthcare patients, and I'd like to think that I'm a good patient --- once you get me where you want me .
The first week after the knee went crazy, I spent much of the week resting it -- really, I was in pain, but also knew that whatever it was, if I rested it it would probably get better in due time. I still managed to walk Harry and on most days, I would limp sometimes, but over all, it felt as if it was truly getting better. Last weekend I worked with it (I have never missed a shift of work because of it, but rather just limp through the shift if that's what I needed to do) and overall, it appeared as if my plan had worked -- lots and lots and lots of ibuprofren and tylenol, rest whenever I could and all seemed to be working fine.
When I left for CA last Monday, knowing I'd be on a 5-hr flight of sitting still in a very cramped 10-inch space (I don't care what measurements they give, it's 10 inches all around!), I was a bit apprehensive -- I know that flying can really lead to increased pain when you're dealing with herniated discs (which is what I believed this might have been -- an old nursing injury that seems to rear its ugly head at the least opportune time -- remember, Murphy's Law -- it's what I live and die by! ).
Surprisingly, the flight was actually really smooth -- it does seem as if when I'm in a sitting position, I'm almost pain free (a very different type of pain from my other herniated disc problems -- usually cannot stand to sit -- you get my point).
Once I began my walking (which I did lots of) and traveling by metro (which I also did lots of) and arrived at my hotel to find that I was on the 3rd floor of the hotel -- all stairs, no elevator -- yikes!, I was slowly but surely beginning to feel pain in the knee and entire right leg from hip to foot. Of course, since I was on "vacation" and had limited time, had spent lots of money, I did all I could to "grin and bear it" -- each night by the time I returned to the hotel room, I was in the most unbearable pain, but I kept on going -- what was I to do? There was no way I'd go to a hospital in L.A. -- although they might have been able to give me some pain relief, but I am a healthcare worker and that would have made too much sense!
So, I've returned home, still having the pain, can barely climb the stairs -- taking "baby steps" as they say because it's the only way I can do it with the least amount of pain.
I do not like to miss work, especially after I've just returned from a trip (mid-week and it didn't affect my work schedule much) and I'm off next weekend for my St. Paddy's Day party (which was scheduled back in December -- that's how much notice we need to give to get time off in work).
I worked last night -- again with the wonderful trademark limp and I told my supervisor that I would go to the ER after work. We had one hour less to work here last night because of daylight savings time and I thought that would be good because it gave me an extra hour to go to the ER.
I went to the ER this morning, told them my story and the dr. truly thinks it's a herniated disc -- although it feels quite different from the other times and my lower back isn't hurting, my entire right side from hip to toes aches, with the knee still being the most painful. So, the ER dr. has prescribed me some prednisone for the pain relief, some muscle relaxants and narcotics for the pain. I have started the prednisone, am holding off on the others until bedtime and I have been excused from work tonight and tomorrow night (I'm sure they're having a happy dance about that!).
All this to say that although I really wanted so badly to enjoy myself in L.A. and have the greatest of times, I did what I could, but I was in pain for most of the time, making things a bit less fun for me.
Now, time for my review of my trip :
Having lived all of my life in a large city (Philadelphia, PA), I'm never impressed by any city, really. Cities are cities to me, although I must admit that I absolutely love London and Dublin is a fair city . New York is . . . well, it's New York -- just a more condensed, more populated city that reminds me of a more "crunched" Philly. Haven't been to Chicago so can't say about that. Los Angeles is a fine city, I'm sure, but because of my limited time there, I had to be the "tourist" and while Beverly Hills is beautiful, I was disappointed in Hollywood itself -- I think I had very big expectations of it looking all gorgeous and glamorous and when I got there, all I could think of was "ugh!".
Hollywood, of course, is one of the largest attractions and it's full of people from all walks of life, many people making deals for one of the bazillion "tours" that are offered -- so it's a bit of haggling and I have never liked that -- if I'm in a store shopping and I am approached more than once by a sales person who asks, "Are you looking for anything in particular?" -- I usually walk out. I know what I like (in music and otherwise) and if I need help I am not afraid to ask (that is, as long as it doesn't involve going to the dr. or hospital! ).
I was a bit disappointed in the "Walk of Fame" -- I think I had envisioned this very beautiful, glamorous area that is sectioned off and presented in a nice fashion. I never realized that it's two large blocks long, on either side, with the "stars" in a random manner -- no particular order and just part of the sidewalk. (I guess this is where fantasy v. reality makes a big difference).
As for what I did see and enjoy very much -- The Madame Tusseauds Wax Museum is indeed very well done and very nice. (My one observation is that I think the older characters/actors are much more realistic looking than the newer actors).
The studio tours of Warner Bros. and Universal were very nice and I wish I had time to have done the others -- Paramount Pictures, etc. But it was fun to get a behind-the-scenes glimpse of the sets that I've seen on many tv shows -- always am amazed at how cameras can truly be so deceiving and trick our brains into thinking something is "larger than life".
The "HOLLYWOOD" sign is what it is and of all the photos I took of it, the hills are brown in color -- no beautiful green hills there at all. I asked about that and if it ever is green and was told that very rarely is the hill green -- it's very dry and a dessert really (L.A.) so although the trees are gorgeous (the palm trees are truly beautiful), the area itself is not nearly as green as PA -- which is a very beautiful green state.
The 2-hr tour of the stars homes was a bit of a joke, but the sun was shining that day and I was not walking, so it was okay with me. It literally was a drive around the Hollywood/Beverly Hills area and we just "cruised" the famous roads -- Mullholland Drive, Rodeo Drive, Sunset Blvd., etc.
Now, for the Ellen Show -- it was taping on Wed, 3/7 (and it aired on Friday, 3/9) and I had a 4 pm check-in for a 6 pm show. The whole thing is very organized and fortunately, because of the waiting period, they have a place where folks can sit while waiting. They have vending machines, and a food truck that sells food and drinks while you wait. The "Ellen" water was $1.50 for a 16 oz. bottle of water.
While checking in to the show, the person who checks i.d. etc. (and the same person whom had telephoned me to confirm) was very nice and when she saw my id, she said, "Oh, Lancaster, huh?" (This part is going to get lost here, but bear with me -- it's all about the pronunciation of "Lancaster" that I'm getting at).
She said, "Lanc -a- ster" not LAN-CASTER as many people say. Here in PA, we say Lanc-a-ster (soft "a" throughout), but elsewhere it's called LAN-CASTER (hard "a").
The woman said, "I'm from West Chester" and I told her that I knew she had to be from the east coast/PA area because of the way she had said Lancaster. She told me that her parents live in Philly. So, small world. (I had several other "small world" encounters throughout my trip).
We were given numbers -- I was number 52 (out of 400 I think), so I was fortunate enough to be seated in the very first row -- front and center -- directly behind Ellen's cameraman -- so many times I had to watch Ellen on tv -- go figure -- but it was a nice HD tv sitting directly in front of me, as well.
Ellen is as lovely and sweet as she appears on tv -- she's like a little pixie -- she's cute, petite and very good at what she does. There were many parts that were not used in the final, but overall, the show was great.
David Arquette was the guest. He was very animated, incredibly nervous (I think), yet giggly and laughing and chatting and looked like he was enjoying himself. The musical guest was someone I'm not familiar with -- Robyn ____? -- he did a tribute to Whitney Houston -- which was very lovely and he got all emotional during it. While he performed the song, Ellen was sitting directly in front of me on a stool while she waited.
There were other segments of the show which were fun and funny and also very touching. There were absolutely no give a-ways whatsoever -- none; not a cd, not even a free bottle of Ellen water . There were lots of things for sale in the "Riff-Raff room" but it was so overly crowded and I did not feel like looking through things, with having to carry them home, so I opted out.
I really enjoyed the show and it was a great opportunity. When I came home, I watched the Friday show which I had tvo'd -- after watching it, I did what I always do automatically -- I deleted it! Yikes! Oh well, guess I'll have to hope for a re-run of it one day. I can be seen in the show a few times -- very short glimpses (which is fine with me)
Although I had tickets to see Conan, I had also gotten tickets to see Craig Ferguson and he is whom I chose to see. However, by Wed, when I realized that my time was so limited and I hadn't seen much of anything at that point, I did not want to spend Thursday (my last full day there) having to wait for the Craig show -- the whole process takes about 4-5 hours of your time and it's smack in the middle of the day. I chose to not go to Craig -- no regrets really, I was able to spend sunny, warm Thursday all day with doing the tours and then Universal Studios.
Well, there you have it -- aren't you sorry you asked ??
I was so very happy to get home on Friday night, happy to have survived my "munchkin plane" flights from Baltimore to Lancaster -- don't think I'd ever do that again -- it's enough to give me a fear of flying and it put a lot of stress or the very end of my trip (and the beginning). I call it the "munchkin" plane because I swear I saw one of the lollipop kids landing it! (And I knew I would be a bit stressed when they had to ask my weight in order to balance the plane -- say WHAT????!!! I didn't dare put a drop of food or water in my mouth once they had my weight for fear of shifting the plane's balance! )
I will sign off here (aren't you glad?) -- I'm sure the prednisone has really kicked in -- it's funny that way -- I'm almost tempted to go have a run and then clean the entire house -- but I know better, so I'll just continue to rest my leg and get better.
I'll give a Harry update (which shouldn't be nearly as long) the next time I pop in here. I'm glad you survived.
Get rest, take your meds and relax.
Just like any vacation 1/2 good 1/2 ugh - I thought I was the only one who had those types of experiences
Hoping that whatever is causing the problem does go away soon after taking the meds and resting it. As for the vacation -- yeah, probably half and half (and it probably was better than it was worse, but it was the pain in the leg that made it bad, so not California's fault ).
As for taking prednisone -- it's a short-term dose (5 days) and I've had it before for this very same thing -- it's one nasty drug with its side effects, so I'm glad it's just short term. I'll be finished with my doses just in time for my St. Paddy's Day Party, so any mood-altering that will have gone on will swing to the other side after St. Paddy's Day Fortunately, during the 5 days that I'm taking the med, I'm home alone (with Harry and he is not affected at all by moods -- he's just happy all the time and doesn't care how I feel about it )
The World Cafe Live event with David Uosikkinen looks very interesting (and it's very eerily deja vu to me -- in that I remember mentioning this to my nephew, Joe, about the possibility of attending it -- I could have sworn it was before, but it might have possibly been for this upcoming show). Anyway, it would be a nice event to attend and it's on a Tuesday, making it easier for me to get to Philly, but part of Murphy's Law (things will always go wrong at the worst possible time) has made it so that I wouldn't be able to do the trip this week. I'm sure it'll be fun -- it's basically all of the Hooters except for Eric Bazilian.
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As for taking prednisone -- it's a short-term dose (5 days) and I've had it before for this very same thing -- it's one nasty drug with its side effects, so I'm glad it's just short term. I'll be finished with my doses just in time for my St. Paddy's Day Party, so any mood-altering that will have gone on will swing to the other side after St. Paddy's Day Fortunately, during the 5 days that I'm taking the med, I'm home alone (with Harry and he is not affected at all by moods -- he's just happy all the time and doesn't care how I feel about it )
The World Cafe Live event with David Uosikkinen looks very interesting (and it's very eerily deja vu to me -- in that I remember mentioning this to my nephew, Joe, about the possibility of attending it -- I could have sworn it was before, but it might have possibly been for this upcoming show). Anyway, it would be a nice event to attend and it's on a Tuesday, making it easier for me to get to Philly, but part of Murphy's Law (things will always go wrong at the worst possible time) has made it so that I wouldn't be able to do the trip this week. I'm sure it'll be fun -- it's basically all of the Hooters except for Eric Bazilian.But the list does say Eric will be there - was there a last minute change?
I'll send you lots of good vibes, and healing knee vibes too
about 5 years ago I was going to a concert in Vancouver, when I went to get off the bus I turned wrong and sprained the ALC in my knee, wow, never knew so much pain - and did not go to any concert that night
So anywho, lots of good vibes to you and a healing white light around you - then if Eric is there, you can say hi to him from a new fan, me
p.s. can't believe it's only 17.00 and taxes wow
a little off topic, but I was playing Cry little sister from the move Lost Boys, on youtube, and left a comment about how much I like the song - last night I got a message from the song's writer, and performer:
"Thanks for commenting on my song Cry little sister, appreciate the love!
G Tom Mac"
How cool is that? I can be such a fan girl some times 
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