I just filled up my tank for...
wait for it...
less than $20!!
Yeah, I know...not your normal post. Or even that interesting for that matter. But it made me happy.
Sunday, December 28, 2008
Thursday, December 25, 2008
Holiday Shopping
While out shopping this holiday season, I came upon two items that I feel must be mentioned. Now, I realize that they're everyday, normal items. However, my juvenile sense of humor could not be ignored.
it took everything I had to not buy this for my ex-husband. Maybe for Father's Day...
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
Stayin' Alive...literally!
Disco tune "Stayin' Alive" could save your life
U.S. doctors have found the Bee Gees 1977 disco anthem "Stayin' Alive" (Lawd Jesus, I love this song!) provides an ideal beat to follow while performing chest compressions as part of CPR on a heart attack victim. (So, in order to save someone’s life I just have to visualize John Travolta’s ass swinging back and forth to the soothing sounds of Barry Gibb’s falsetto? Cool.)
The American Heart Association calls for chest compressions to be given at a rate of 100 per minute in cardiopulmonary resuscitation (CPR). "Stayin' Alive" almost perfectly matches that, with 103 beats per minute. (I always knew this song was bitchin’! But this is awesome!)
CPR is a lifesaving technique involving chest compressions alone or with mouth-to-mouth rescue breathing. (So, I use the Bee Gees for chest compressions, I got that. But who, oh who do I model the mouth-to-mouth after?) It is used in emergencies such as cardiac arrest in which a person's breathing or heartbeat has stopped.
CPR can triple survival rates, but some people are reluctant to do it in part because they are unsure about the proper rhythm for chest compressions. (And the answer is the Bee Gees? Does this theory only apply to ‘Stayin’ Alive or their entire discography? Because ‘Jive Talkin’ might be a life saver too. Or you might just get your ass kicked.) But research has shown many people do chest compressions too slowly during CPR.
In a small study headed by Dr. David Matlock of the University of Illinois College of Medicine at Peoria, listening to "Stayin' Alive" helped 15 doctors and medical students to perform chest compressions on dummies at the proper speed. (Was this a remedial medical school? It’s kind of frightening that the doctors and medical students couldn’t keep count during CPR without the help of three Aussies wearing jeans so tight they sing like girls).
Five weeks after practicing with the music playing, they were asked to perform CPR again on dummies (like mice and their cheese) by keeping the song in their minds, and again they kept up a good pace. (Think any of them sang along? ‘Well you can tell by the way I use my walk, I’m a woman’s man, no time for talk’).
"The theme 'Stayin' Alive' is very appropriate for the situation, (no pun right Dr. Feelgood?)" Matlock said in a telephone interview on Thursday. "Everybody's heard it at some point in their life. People know the song and can keep it in their head." (And herein lies the problem. You get that song stuck in your head for daaaayyyyssss. You'll be minding your own bidness, picking out a sammich at Subway and you'll find yourself humming, "Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah Stayin' Alive, Stayin' Alive. You just sang along, didn't you?)
The findings will be presented this month at a meeting of the American College of Emergency Physicians in Chicago. (I wonder if Barry Gibb will give the keynote?)
(Writing by Will Dunham; Editing by David Storey)
Okay, a gold star to the person who can tell me in which Star Wars movie the Wookie sings the chorus from ‘Stayin’ Alive’.
U.S. doctors have found the Bee Gees 1977 disco anthem "Stayin' Alive" (Lawd Jesus, I love this song!) provides an ideal beat to follow while performing chest compressions as part of CPR on a heart attack victim. (So, in order to save someone’s life I just have to visualize John Travolta’s ass swinging back and forth to the soothing sounds of Barry Gibb’s falsetto? Cool.)
The American Heart Association calls for chest compressions to be given at a rate of 100 per minute in cardiopulmonary resuscitation (CPR). "Stayin' Alive" almost perfectly matches that, with 103 beats per minute. (I always knew this song was bitchin’! But this is awesome!)
CPR is a lifesaving technique involving chest compressions alone or with mouth-to-mouth rescue breathing. (So, I use the Bee Gees for chest compressions, I got that. But who, oh who do I model the mouth-to-mouth after?) It is used in emergencies such as cardiac arrest in which a person's breathing or heartbeat has stopped.
CPR can triple survival rates, but some people are reluctant to do it in part because they are unsure about the proper rhythm for chest compressions. (And the answer is the Bee Gees? Does this theory only apply to ‘Stayin’ Alive or their entire discography? Because ‘Jive Talkin’ might be a life saver too. Or you might just get your ass kicked.) But research has shown many people do chest compressions too slowly during CPR.
In a small study headed by Dr. David Matlock of the University of Illinois College of Medicine at Peoria, listening to "Stayin' Alive" helped 15 doctors and medical students to perform chest compressions on dummies at the proper speed. (Was this a remedial medical school? It’s kind of frightening that the doctors and medical students couldn’t keep count during CPR without the help of three Aussies wearing jeans so tight they sing like girls).
Five weeks after practicing with the music playing, they were asked to perform CPR again on dummies (like mice and their cheese) by keeping the song in their minds, and again they kept up a good pace. (Think any of them sang along? ‘Well you can tell by the way I use my walk, I’m a woman’s man, no time for talk’).
"The theme 'Stayin' Alive' is very appropriate for the situation, (no pun right Dr. Feelgood?)" Matlock said in a telephone interview on Thursday. "Everybody's heard it at some point in their life. People know the song and can keep it in their head." (And herein lies the problem. You get that song stuck in your head for daaaayyyyssss. You'll be minding your own bidness, picking out a sammich at Subway and you'll find yourself humming, "Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah Stayin' Alive, Stayin' Alive. You just sang along, didn't you?)
The findings will be presented this month at a meeting of the American College of Emergency Physicians in Chicago. (I wonder if Barry Gibb will give the keynote?)
(Writing by Will Dunham; Editing by David Storey)
Okay, a gold star to the person who can tell me in which Star Wars movie the Wookie sings the chorus from ‘Stayin’ Alive’.
Sunday, December 7, 2008
History
Sixty-seven years ago today the Japanese attacked Pearl Harbor. I've been to the USS Arizona memorial. The wall that lists all of the names of the lives that were lost that day was too large to fit in the view finder of my camera. There were that many. It was one of the most sobering, humbling expierences of my life.
Take a moment today to remember all of those who served in WWII and all of the conflicts throughout the world. Thank a veteran for the freedom you enjoy every day. They put their life on the line for it.
Personally, I'd like to thank:
My great-grandfather, Auto Duel for serving in the Air Force during WWII
My father, Roger Duel for serving in the Marines during Vietnam
My uncle, Larry Duel for serving in the Marines during Vietnam
My daughter's grandfather, Tom Brown for serving in the Air Force during Korea
My daughter's father for serving in the Army during the Gulf War
My "baby" cousin Ryan Duel, currently serving in the Army in Iraq
My daughter's godfather, Hardy Houston for serving in the Navy during the Gulf War and the Iraq War
My friend John Rascon for serving in the Marines
My friend Leigh Zimmerman for serving in the Navy
My friends Steve & Degan Outridge for serving in the Navy
My grandfather Pete Davila for serving in the Army during Korea
My friend Luiz Cruz for serving in the Army
For each soldier who has served this country. I thank you with all my heart and pray each day for your safe and swift return home.
Take a moment today to remember all of those who served in WWII and all of the conflicts throughout the world. Thank a veteran for the freedom you enjoy every day. They put their life on the line for it.
Personally, I'd like to thank:
My great-grandfather, Auto Duel for serving in the Air Force during WWII
My father, Roger Duel for serving in the Marines during Vietnam
My uncle, Larry Duel for serving in the Marines during Vietnam
My daughter's grandfather, Tom Brown for serving in the Air Force during Korea
My daughter's father for serving in the Army during the Gulf War
My "baby" cousin Ryan Duel, currently serving in the Army in Iraq
My daughter's godfather, Hardy Houston for serving in the Navy during the Gulf War and the Iraq War
My friend John Rascon for serving in the Marines
My friend Leigh Zimmerman for serving in the Navy
My friends Steve & Degan Outridge for serving in the Navy
My grandfather Pete Davila for serving in the Army during Korea
My friend Luiz Cruz for serving in the Army
For each soldier who has served this country. I thank you with all my heart and pray each day for your safe and swift return home.
Goooooo CATS!
We moved to Tucson, AZ when I was 9 years old. As I grew up, my love and devotion the University of Arizona grew as well. While I didn't attend the U of A, I am a Wildcat through and through and I bleed red and blue. And, as my love for the "U" grew, so did my disdain for the ASU Sun Devils....ahem...I mean "Scum" Devils.
The U of A and ASU rivlary is the thing legends are made of (read: UGA and the Gators). Their football teams meet each year in what is commonly referred to as "The Duel in the Desert". This year it was held at the U of A. I'm a firm believer in the "start 'em young, raise 'em right" method of child rearing, so I bought tickets and took my daughter to see our Cats play. My friend Nicole came along. She'll be graduating in May from ASU.
After a two hour drive from Phoenix, and a stop at Eegee's (y'all from Tucson know what I mean!), we were at Wildcat Stadium cheering on our beloved Wildcats. It was a great game! There was a little guy behind us that must have been 5. He would chant, "U - of- A! U - of - A!" and knew all the words to 'Bear Down Arizona'. He was fabulous!
The second half was so exciting! We had a effing fantastic interception and punt return that resulted in two more touchdowns. Which lead our Cats to a 31 - 10 victory over ASU. Or should I say, AS-Who?
To my team and my fellow fans - Goooooooo CATS!
http://www.arizonaathletics.com/sports/m-footbl/recaps/120608aab.html
The U of A and ASU rivlary is the thing legends are made of (read: UGA and the Gators). Their football teams meet each year in what is commonly referred to as "The Duel in the Desert". This year it was held at the U of A. I'm a firm believer in the "start 'em young, raise 'em right" method of child rearing, so I bought tickets and took my daughter to see our Cats play. My friend Nicole came along. She'll be graduating in May from ASU.
After a two hour drive from Phoenix, and a stop at Eegee's (y'all from Tucson know what I mean!), we were at Wildcat Stadium cheering on our beloved Wildcats. It was a great game! There was a little guy behind us that must have been 5. He would chant, "U - of- A! U - of - A!" and knew all the words to 'Bear Down Arizona'. He was fabulous!
The second half was so exciting! We had a effing fantastic interception and punt return that resulted in two more touchdowns. Which lead our Cats to a 31 - 10 victory over ASU. Or should I say, AS-Who?
To my team and my fellow fans - Goooooooo CATS!
http://www.arizonaathletics.com/sports/m-footbl/recaps/120608aab.html
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