Periodic table, Concrete and Wheels

Hey there, nice to see you.

Today was not bad. I woke up at 7 and drove Ian to school. When I got home, the vet was at our house to see the dog who has had a weird lump coming out of her face recently. The vet was a homeopathic vet. In case you did not know, a homeopath is someone who hates real medicine, and is content to use natural remedies that my distant ancestors would have been comfortable with. You may find the following narrative somewhat hard to believe, but I swear on all that I hold dear that it is perfectly true.

It turned out that the odd lump on the face of the dog was actually a huge tick, which was soon removed with the help of tweezers. When the vet had performed this function, the fun began. My father and I watched in amazement as our guest took a magnetic divining rod from it's case, and ran it all over our animal. He then asked my mom to sign a waver, which she happily did. After this formality was completed, he told us that he had the special skill of being able to diagnose any medical problem with his shiny rod, and to prove his point, he asked my father to stand up straight and submit to his medieval examination technique. He ran the rod all over my father, and his diagnosis was frequent neck pains. When my father announced that his neck was just about the only place on his body that did not give him frequent pains, our guest suggested that it might actually be his upper back. He however made no mention of the lime decease that has left my father with appalling pain in both his knees and feet. He then took out a device that looked like a miniature pogo stick, and danced it up and down our now terrified animal's back, before announcing that he had readjusted her spine to a position that she would no doubt find more favorable. Just to be sure, he then produced an instrument which appeared to be a modified power drill. He proudly announced that it was a German device... I did not doubt this, as it did bear a resemblance to something the gestapo might have used against members of the French Resistance. He proceeded to rub said device against the dog in much the same manner as he had used the pogo stick.

After a while, he prescribed flax seed oil.. Just to be sure, he again used the divining rod by placing it on the dog's neck, along with a bottle of flax seed oil to see if it was indeed the correct medication... At my mother's insistence, I had not said a word but, I had up until this point had a great amount of trouble hiding my skepticism, but now our guest had cottoned on to my true feelings, n0 doubt given away by my skeptical scowls. Noting this, he endeavored to prove to me that his methods were not "hocus pocus." He took a tub of Mod Podge that my sister had left lying around from a school project, and used the same method as he had done with the flax seed oil. Apparently Mod Podge did not meet with out discerning animal's approval, and so I was proved wrong.... Then again if his attempts to misdirect us from his obvious manipulation of the rod were anything to go by, I may have not been so wrong..

His fees were $50 dollars for the whole morning, but my father would have gladly payed more for the entertainment, as it will no doubt bring a smile to our collective faces for years to come.

I spent the rest of the day either driving to Home Depot to buy cement, or mixing the cement I had bought. It was a type of hard work that I have come to enjoy, and I am now quite exhausted.

I have still had no calls from any of the businesses I applied to, but I am still hopeful. I may have a card up my sleeve that I am saving for such a time as this, that you will no doubt get to hear about.

I also made a video of myself playing ukulele. Check it out. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QRAt2JC0gFM You have probably heard the song, but I wanted to do something I am very comfortable with.. One take dude..

Some other other cool stuff happened today, but I think I gave you quite enough content for one evening. C ya