Today at work, someone who works in the building asked one of my co-workers to ask me how they could donate to a guide dog organization. Now, on the one hand, I think it's awesome that someone would be sufficiently impressed by my dog and me working together to want to give money to an organization (which anyone can do by visiting www.guidedogs.com). But, why didn't this person just approach me and ask me directly. That is so annoying. I don't have the plague people. Stop freaking out about how to talk to blind people already. It's not a big deal. I know I'm blind so there's no need to tiptoe around it. I can talk just like anyone else. I'd rather answer a few polite inquiries about blindness than be treated like I have leprosy. Sightlings can be so goofy sometimes.
Since I'm kind of in a ranting mood today I'll get a couple more things off my chest, starting with my annoying talking clock. I have a talking alarm clock that wishes me a good morning/afternoon/evening, tells me the time, the date, the indoor temperature and finishes off by telling me to have a nice day. It's bad enough that the clock is ridiculously verbose, but to make matters worse, it is also nauseatingly chipper. It takes a good 20 seconds for the clock to get through all of that information when really all I want to know is the time. And chipper is not what I want to hear at 6:00 in the morning. Why oh why can't I find a simple talking alarm clock that just gives me the time without trying to be my best friend. I have a talking bathroom scale that is equally annoying. It says "hello" and "goodbye". Just shut up and tell me how fat I am! I really have no need for polite talking appliances that like to engage in chit-chat. It boggles the mind that so many talking gadgets are so wordy. The clock was so annoying that I quit using it after a month. I'll just use the alarm on my phone. At least my phone just sticks to the facts. I'm still using the scale but I usually end up cussing it out because I'm annoyed by its politeness , especially since there seems to be an implied "fat ass" after the "good bye". Stupid, bitchy, judgmental, synthesized voice.
please stop sending me email notices to let me know that my April bill is ready. I figured that out with the first email notice. The second one was redundant and the third one was just nagging. You'll get you're money on time. You always do, so relax!
An Annoyed Customer.
And my final complaint for the day goes out to the marketing geniuses who altered a perfectly fine Elvis song into "Viva Viagra". Was that really necessary? Now every time I hear "Viva Las Vegas" I'm thinking about some shriveled up old dude with malfunctioning equipment instead of the happy sounds of slot machines and bad lounge singers . That song is totally ruined for me now. Thanks a lot, jerks.
Enough of that, now on to my boring life. I'm trying to learn how to play the guitar. I've been working on it for a few weeks now and am making steady progress. I spent a weekend with my Grandfather up in Oologah and he showed me lots of stuff and gave me some good exercises to work on. Someday, I hope to be good enough to play in front of people. Maybe I'll start up a band, get a mo hawk and have my very own groupies... or maybe not.
TU won the inaugural College Basketball Invitational. 99% of the country is unaware that this tournament happened because the national media didn't acknowledge the tourney's existence, but it is still a nice accomplishment for a TU basketball program that is trying to bounce back after several years of sucking. I really felt like TU had a shot at a NIT bid after finishing the season strong, but it didn't happen. In many ways, the CBI tourney ended up being better. Things fell into place for TU to get to play all its tourney games at home. They used the home court advantage to build confidence, gain tournament experience and give TU fans a reason to believe that TU basketball is on the way back. I know the CBI is a minor tourney and didn't get much coverage outside the hometowns of the competing schools, but in my opinion it was just what TU needed. That CBI championship will pay dividends next season thanks to all the extra practice and experience our returning players picked up. Plus, it was a nice reward for the Seniors who went through some awful seasons at TU.
The parents and I made it up to Tulsa for 3 of the CBI games. We would have made all of them, but Mom and Dad went on a cruise (jerks!). I have to say, the games we made were a blast. The Reynolds Center hasn't rocked like that in a long time. Game 3 of the championship series was absolutely nuts. It was sold out and the fans were on their A-game. Fun times. I'm looking forward to next season and to be honest, I haven't looked forward to a TU basketball season in 5 years. I hate to admit it, but I'm basically a fair weather fan when it comes to TU basketball. I always try to keep up with what's going on, but I'm not as motivated to take the trip to Tulsa for basketball. I'm not sure why. I think it's because I'm just not into basketball generally. It's an Ok sport and a nice diversion between football and baseball season, but I just can't get myself as worked up about it. Football is another story. I'll gladly journey up to Tulsa for the crappiest of football as long as the helmets say "Tulsa" on them.
And that's why Dad and I were one of about 500 people who actually saw Keith Burns' last home game as Tulsa's coach. Actually, I believe I attended every home game during that unfortunate Burns era. Now, that's dedication. Anyway, It feels good to have the football and basketball programs on the right track at the same time.
I got Randy a Netflix subscription for his birthday. He's really gotten into watching movies since he upgraded our speakers. It was an excellent idea and Randy is really enjoying his subscription. He's always trying to get me to watch movies with him, but I just can't make myself do it. I know plenty of blind people who still enjoy movies, even without descriptive video, but I'm just not there yet. Every time I think about watching a movie, I get bitter and depressed because I know what I'm missing out on. I really enjoyed the visual aspects of movies and having watched a few as a blindy, I'm finding out how much the visual elements of a movie add to the experience. I always took it for granted, but now I really miss the costumes, scenery and effects. It all contributes so much to the story. In the 2 years since I lost my vision, I've been able to work through a lot of my grief and anger issues. For instance, I enjoy sporting events, concerts and a lot of other stuff just as much as before and I can enjoy my experiences without feeling sad about what I'm missing. But for whatever reason, I'm still hung up on the movie thing. I'm also still hung up on the video game thing. I've been trying to work up the nerve to sell my playstation for about a year and I still can't do it. I unhooked it and started to pack it up once, but I started crying and couldn't finish. I guess I just need time. Some of the loss that goes with blindness is easier to get over. I'll probably get to the point where I can part with the playstation and enjoy a movie one of these days. But considering that I'm getting all misty just writing about it, I think it will be awhile. I'm glad Randy enjoys movies and I certainly don't want him to stop watching them because of me. I just hope he understands and will let me work through my issues at my own pace.
OK, time to finish up on a happy note. Rancid is playing at the Cains Ballroom in Tulsa this June. I'm giddy and already have my tickets. Rancid has been at the top of my list of bands I'd like to see in concert who I haven't seen before. After I go see Rancid, The Bouncing Souls will move up to number 1 on that list. Come on souls, come within driving distance of Oklahoma City.