Showing posts with label joke. Show all posts
Showing posts with label joke. Show all posts

Monday, November 2, 2015

Halloween post-script

Q. What's scarier than ghosts, goblins, and candy hangover?
A. A major inspection on a Monday.

I wish it were a Halloween joke, but alas...

Cross your fingers!

Thursday, March 12, 2015

The punny possibilities

I love Medscape. They have some of the best free resources on the planet.

However, when I read this article about RGS, I had to bite my tongue and wonder if this was some early April Fools Day joke.

Yes, it's a different kind of disorder for sure!


Stay tuned...

Saturday, March 1, 2014

The darnedest things

I love gadgets and technology, in part, because my job uses a lot of various technology at the Hotel.

However, when I read this article about dangers of wearable computers, some things just stood out.

1. Lifeblogging? Really? The Truman Show is so not HIPAA, kids.

2.Google Glass. Same as #1. I'm just waiting for a policy at the Hotel.

3. The wearable/embedded device issue. Yes, I'm not really impressed with Dick Cheney and would not go hunting with him, but he does have a point.

4. Cop cam will show who is getting the free donuts and sodas...just sayin'.

5. Smartwatches. Duh! If you have a smartphone policy, just upgrade it appropriately.

6. I like the smart clothing idea, but I don't like the thought of someone making me wear it to work. The authors do have some valid points, and this type of clothing would be valuable for my Hotel patients.

7. Fitbit and insurance rates. I don't like it. Reminds me of that bad "nurses go to heaven" joke, only the HMO nurse doesn't have any repercussions.


Just my $0.02...feel free to chime in.


Thursday, September 19, 2013

Uncle Buck

Uncle Buck was my mother's brother. He was the youngest boy. He was always cracking a joke and acting silly.

As a kid, he scared me. Eventually, I got used to Uncle Buck's shenanigans, and I hung around with his kids. They were all nice to me.

My grandmother used to always talk about when Uncle Buck was in the Army. He was a cook stationed in Korea in winter. It was so cold, if you cried, your tears would freeze as one old character at work told me one day.

One of Uncle Buck's favorite care package items was Brooks Catsup. Uncle Buck swore it could make anything, including powdered eggs, taste better.

Another thing Uncle Buck loved (probably went well with catsup) was Spam. I'm wondering what he would think know if he knew folks like him caused it to be so popular this time of year in Korea.
Uncle Buck died over a decade ago. I still think of him every time I think of care packages, though. 

Overall, it's just another reminder that the little things often mean the most.

Stay tuned...

Sunday, July 15, 2012

That bad joke...only real

My relative used to tell this one all the time...giggling like a schoolgirl.

Q What do you call a person who graduates last in his medical school class?
A. Doctor!

Only, it's not so funny when you can't read an x-ray and get busted by the cops.

Have fun in jail, Doctor!