{"id":18316,"date":"2016-02-27T12:38:51","date_gmt":"2016-02-27T19:38:51","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/pwoodford.net\/blog\/?p=18316"},"modified":"2016-03-01T14:21:39","modified_gmt":"2016-03-01T21:21:39","slug":"tmi-saturday","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/pwoodford.net\/blog\/?p=18316","title":{"rendered":"TMI Saturday (Updated)"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft\" src=\"https:\/\/farm2.staticflickr.com\/1509\/25216709751_9288debeab_m.jpg\" alt=\"honest\" width=\"196\" height=\"205\" \/>Most Facebook users, I&#8217;ve noticed, rarely post anything personal or honest (unless, that is, it reflects positive credit upon themselves). I treat my Facebook account as an extension of my blog, which is very much a personal journal. If I&#8217;ve done something stupid, I&#8217;ll fess up\u00a0(so long as it&#8217;s not too embarrassing). If something&#8217;s\u00a0weighing heavy on my mind, I&#8217;ll confront it. If my underwear doesn&#8217;t fit, I&#8217;ll say so.<\/p>\n<p>Two weeks ago I twisted my back while pulling my socks on. For the next couple of days I hobbled around without socks, but then air museum day rolled around\u00a0and Donna got down on her hands and knees and put them\u00a0on me. I was so uncomfortable asking Donna for that kind of help, the very next day\u00a0I ordered a sock-donning device from Amazon, one of those things old people use. It&#8217;s been a godsend. I mentioned it on Facebook, and one of my friends wanted to know more details. I kind of drew the line on that. I had said what I\u00a0was\u00a0willing to say on a somewhat embarrassing personal issue; what, that wasn&#8217;t enough for you?<\/p>\n<p><em><strong>Update (3\/1\/16):<\/strong> I didn&#8217;t write\u00a0what I meant to write\u00a0there, and it came out reading as if\u00a0I\u00a0were\u00a0picking on a friend. I mentioned a personally embarrassing thing, but I&#8217;m the one who<\/em><em> put it out there and it was only natural my friend would want to know more. After laying out the bare facts, though, I found I didn&#8217;t want to talk about it any more. Later still, after I apologized for this blog post to my friend, he explained that he too has a hard time putting\u00a0socks on, and he wanted details so he could buy a device of his own!<\/em><\/p>\n<p>A surprising number of other friends react to my more personal\u00a0posts with titters and &#8220;TMIs,&#8221;\u00a0almost as if they wish I&#8217;d just cut &amp; paste sentimental tripe or baby-boomer\u00a0nostalgia like their other friends, people with nothing to say. I don&#8217;t believe them, though &#8230; I think they like reading my posts. If they don&#8217;t, they know what to do.<\/p>\n<p><em><strong>Update (3\/1\/16):<\/strong> I am, however, definitely picking on the above-mentioned category of friends.<\/em><\/p>\n<p>I filled out\u00a0my Arizona Democratic Party primary ballot today. I inked\u00a0in the circle next to Hillary Clinton&#8217;s name and mailed it in. Something about that Sanders fellow\u00a0doesn&#8217;t sit right with me. I&#8217;ll be honest (see above): I think it&#8217;s the fact he applied for conscientious objector status during the Vietnam War and didn&#8217;t bother to continue applying\u00a0after the war was over.<\/p>\n<p>As long as I&#8217;m being honest, here&#8217;s the dent I put in Donna&#8217;s bumper yesterday:<\/p>\n<p><a title=\"IMG_0004\" href=\"https:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/halfmind\/25283866396\/in\/dateposted-public\/\" target=\"_blank\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter\" src=\"https:\/\/farm2.staticflickr.com\/1477\/25283866396_2d6a459c2f_z.jpg\" alt=\"IMG_0004\" width=\"640\" height=\"480\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>When we bought our\u00a0new truck Donna started driving the Trailblazer as her primary car. Shortly afterward she cut a corner and put those black and yellow scrapes on the side of the rear bumper. Yesterday, dropping the car off for an oil change, I backed into\u00a0a concrete abutment and dented the same bumper. I teased Donna about the scrapes; she teased me about the dent. Truly, though, I feel awful about it and want to call the insurance company, deductible be damned. She says no, let it go, the car&#8217;s almost 10 years old and not worth it.<\/p>\n<p>Oh, and did I mention that when she stopped at Verizon yesterday to replace her old cell phone, she got me a new one as well? My wife is a saint and I do not deserve her.<\/p>\n<p>There&#8217;s a bicycle hash tomorrow. I must have gotten discouraged with the utter lack of results from exercise, because over the winter I&#8217;ve hardly ridden at all. Neither has Donna. We&#8217;re both riding tomorrow, though, and maybe we&#8217;ll get our groove back. I hope so: I&#8217;m manning the Pima Air &amp; Space Museum&#8217;s tent at the Tucson Book Fair in two weeks, and I&#8217;ve already committed to riding my bike to the event, since parking is such a hassle.<\/p>\n<p>Tuesday morning the\u00a0dermatologist is going to cut another basal cell carcinoma from my forehead. This&#8217;ll be, like, number six? And they&#8217;ve all been on my face. Stitches, then a scar, and a year or so from now there&#8217;ll be another one. As long as I can stay ahead of them I&#8217;m happy, scars and all. This\u00a0April the dentist is going to cap my upper front teeth. They&#8217;ve always been a little crooked, but the big thing is the enamel&#8217;s nearly gone and they&#8217;ve become\u00a0stained, probably from coffee and tea. Unconsciously at first, but then with intent, I&#8217;ve been hiding them\u00a0when I grin. It&#8217;ll be nice to have presentable teeth again.<\/p>\n<p>TMI? I hope not. Rest assured, I&#8217;m holding plenty back.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Most Facebook users, I&#8217;ve noticed, rarely post anything personal or honest (unless, that is, it reflects positive credit upon themselves). I treat my Facebook account as an extension of my blog, which is very much a personal journal. If I&#8217;ve done something stupid, I&#8217;ll fess up\u00a0(so long as it&#8217;s not too embarrassing). 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