As this subject came to mind, the lyrical masterpiece of the song from my youth by Tommy James and the Shondells came to mind. I really didn't even realize that a more gross version with that title was popularized much later. (Not giving you lead on that).
So why this subject?
Earlier this week, I did the sleep test, and it appears I will be wearing a cpap to bed. It's a plus and a minus. I'm looking forward to the fact that I might not be so sleepy during the day, but we'll see. On the negative, it will most likely inhibit spontaneous romance after bedtime, with me wearing this mask on my face. Well, after the test, I noticed that my throat was sore and dry and my nose was stuffy. The technician said the humidity of the airflow could be adjusted to reduce the dryness. I was also asked if I felt more rested than before since at least part of the night, I wore the cpap mask. The answer was, "no", which of course was disappointing to me. A couple of hours later later, there was a faucet running from my nose... Aha! It wasn't the mask, it was the perfect timing of a cold that I had contracted. In about a half hour, I had soaked my handkerchief, so since I had come straight to work from the sleep test (after dropping off payment for yard mowing to our grand-daughter in Urbana) I decided to go pick up a package of handkerchief's at noon. Here's where the Hanky Panky began. I finally found men's handerchiefs at the third store I visited at the mall. I was beginning to panic about getting back to work at a decent time. I about flipped out when the second store told me that they carried them at Christmas time... This really set me off. I'm thinking, "if not enough people buy these during the year to carry them, then why would they make good Christmas gifts?".. Hmmmm. Guess that makes them a pretty meaningless Christmas gift. The other concept that was rushing to the forefront of my thought process was, "What has happened to the hanky?" In my 66 years, if there was ever a time when I did not have a hanky, I felt naked and unprepared. You never know when your lady friend may have a crying spell. Your responsibility is to have a hanky to hand her. What if you cut yourself? You don't want to take off your sock (if you're wearing them) to tie around the wound to stop the blood. Then of course what do you do with the products of your nose? One of my frustrations of raising our boys was trying to get them to carry a hanky. The reason was, "I don't want to carry my snot around in my pocket"... Right??? How gross?? Well, these same boys were not hesitant to blow "snot rockets". Here is a video to demonstrate this to the uninformed. http://images.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://thumbnail.search.aolcdn.com/truveo/images/thumbnails/FA/09/FA09BF9F1E4F4D.jpg&imgrefurl=http://video.aol.com/video-detail/snot-rocket/4258792842&h=90&w=120&sz=3&hl=en&start=16&um=1&tbnid=AaA3ASol7ALxhM:&tbnh=66&tbnw=88&prev=/images%3Fq%3Dsnot%2Brocket%26um%3D1%26hl%3Den%26rls%3Dcom.microsoft:en-US
Earlier this week, I did the sleep test, and it appears I will be wearing a cpap to bed. It's a plus and a minus. I'm looking forward to the fact that I might not be so sleepy during the day, but we'll see. On the negative, it will most likely inhibit spontaneous romance after bedtime, with me wearing this mask on my face. Well, after the test, I noticed that my throat was sore and dry and my nose was stuffy. The technician said the humidity of the airflow could be adjusted to reduce the dryness. I was also asked if I felt more rested than before since at least part of the night, I wore the cpap mask. The answer was, "no", which of course was disappointing to me. A couple of hours later later, there was a faucet running from my nose... Aha! It wasn't the mask, it was the perfect timing of a cold that I had contracted. In about a half hour, I had soaked my handkerchief, so since I had come straight to work from the sleep test (after dropping off payment for yard mowing to our grand-daughter in Urbana) I decided to go pick up a package of handkerchief's at noon. Here's where the Hanky Panky began. I finally found men's handerchiefs at the third store I visited at the mall. I was beginning to panic about getting back to work at a decent time. I about flipped out when the second store told me that they carried them at Christmas time... This really set me off. I'm thinking, "if not enough people buy these during the year to carry them, then why would they make good Christmas gifts?".. Hmmmm. Guess that makes them a pretty meaningless Christmas gift. The other concept that was rushing to the forefront of my thought process was, "What has happened to the hanky?" In my 66 years, if there was ever a time when I did not have a hanky, I felt naked and unprepared. You never know when your lady friend may have a crying spell. Your responsibility is to have a hanky to hand her. What if you cut yourself? You don't want to take off your sock (if you're wearing them) to tie around the wound to stop the blood. Then of course what do you do with the products of your nose? One of my frustrations of raising our boys was trying to get them to carry a hanky. The reason was, "I don't want to carry my snot around in my pocket"... Right??? How gross?? Well, these same boys were not hesitant to blow "snot rockets". Here is a video to demonstrate this to the uninformed. http://images.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://thumbnail.search.aolcdn.com/truveo/images/thumbnails/FA/09/FA09BF9F1E4F4D.jpg&imgrefurl=http://video.aol.com/video-detail/snot-rocket/4258792842&h=90&w=120&sz=3&hl=en&start=16&um=1&tbnid=AaA3ASol7ALxhM:&tbnh=66&tbnw=88&prev=/images%3Fq%3Dsnot%2Brocket%26um%3D1%26hl%3Den%26rls%3Dcom.microsoft:en-US
And besides, for those of us who work and live indoors, this really isn't an option. (Unless you're Rosie-http://cooterpunch.blogspot.com/2006/09/rosie-odonnell-blows-snot-rocket.html
The other choice, I guess is the blessed "Kleenex", or other similar tissues. I have to say, that when you have a good heavy mucous flow going, you might as well blow it in your hand, because that is where it usually ends up unless you have a handfull of tissues. Then what are you going to do with the tissue. I can't believe it is any more gross to carry a cloth in your pocket than to leave used tissues lying around for others to pick up. Who has time to run to the trash can every time you blow your nose??? You can see in the video that the guy blew snot rockets at least 3 times in the length of the video.
Obviously, I'm nearly alone in my opinion here. If not, I wouldn't have had such a difficult time finding them. I did find it interesting that there is still some controversy as attested to by the following post.
http://answers.yahoo.com/question/index?qid=20080618081519AA0RRoy
Well, I did find what I needed, in fact, they were on sale. What a deal. Here's to those of us who know how to handle our excrement.
The other choice, I guess is the blessed "Kleenex", or other similar tissues. I have to say, that when you have a good heavy mucous flow going, you might as well blow it in your hand, because that is where it usually ends up unless you have a handfull of tissues. Then what are you going to do with the tissue. I can't believe it is any more gross to carry a cloth in your pocket than to leave used tissues lying around for others to pick up. Who has time to run to the trash can every time you blow your nose??? You can see in the video that the guy blew snot rockets at least 3 times in the length of the video.
Obviously, I'm nearly alone in my opinion here. If not, I wouldn't have had such a difficult time finding them. I did find it interesting that there is still some controversy as attested to by the following post.
http://answers.yahoo.com/question/index?qid=20080618081519AA0RRoy
Well, I did find what I needed, in fact, they were on sale. What a deal. Here's to those of us who know how to handle our excrement.
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