My grandmother is making excellent physical progress; she's far beyond where she was a week after the first surgery. The physical therapy the rehab center is making her is above and beyond what we are capable of assisting her with. The painkillers have made her equal parts loopy, groggy, and irritable. Her loopiness makes her forgetful and willing to say things in her sleep worthy of my status updates (my personal favorite is "baby fig, baby fig, oh, baby fig ... CHICKEN"), her grogginess make
After struggling mightily to cull excellent entries down to a lone winner, Sumiki's Dad has chosen Portalfig as the winner of Blogarithm Contest #9: Vakama Eats Spam‽ Portalfig will be featured in The Adventures of Sumiki's Dad 2: Vakama Eats Spam, to be posted shortly in the Comedies forum. In addition, Portalfig will receive a signed copy of The Adventures of Sumiki's Dad saga upon its completion—signed, of course, by Sumiki's Dad himself. Dallior08 and Pohatu: Master of Stone came in seco
My grandmother progressed well after her second surgery, but the doctors wanted her to go to rehab to make her move around enough to prevent scar tissue from forming in her back, which was part of why she had to have a second surgery in the first place. Though we all knew it was the best thing for her, she didn't take it with a sound mind; although she doesn't have any sort of dementia, the pain medicine regimen the hospital put her on threw her brain for a loop. Essentially, while given these
Sumiki's Dad and Team Farm Animals return to the Comedies forum after a brief hiatus. With an all-new setting and an outrageous supporting cast, Vakama Eats Spam promises to tackle the tough questions, like "why does Vakama eat Spam?" The promised feature of the Blogarithm Contest #9 winner will occur in later chapters, so I decided to begin posting the story in advance of the announcement on the winner.
My grandmother went through Major Back Surgery #2 this past Thursday in order to repair the things that were going awry with the healing from Major Back Surgery #1. Because of the length of surgery, the amount of scar tissue from the first one, and the overall risk of complication, we thought that the ordeal would make her even weaker. Two days later, she's walking around at twice what the doctors thought she'd be able to handle and hasn't needed nearly the same amount of painkillers she neede
As many of you know, my comedy The Adventures of Sumiki's Dad concluded after eight thrilling chapters, and work has begun on the second installment in the series. The Adventures of Sumiki's Dad 2: Vakama Eats Spam is coming soon to the Comedies forum. So what better way to celebrate than a contest? New characters will complete Team Farm Animals in an exciting romp through the BIONICLE Universe. One of these new characters will be the winner of this contest. Your job: Post, in this entry, yo
My grandmother has been recovering slowly but steadily since her mid-October surgery. There have been a number of setbacks, including bronchitis, but none more disheartening than the thought of getting another surgery and going through the process again. Unfortunately, the spacers they inserted into her back have moved and have temporarily paralyzed one of her feet. A second surgery is now a must if she wants to walk normally again, and it has to be done immediately before the bone heals aroun
A TALE OF SUMIKI'S DAD how to party with alka-seltzer and mean it barbecued draperies: if you don't eat it, we cover it up for free fuzzy shrimp it's elementary, my dear cheesepuff lips: be free or create asphalt you can do things with watermelon lysol for your sinuses you've got a candy cane, we've got pretzel lampshades
Hello and welcome to a special edition of SUMIKI INVESTIGATES, the pinnacle of lazy and probably biased blog-based quasi-journalism. For a long time here at BZPower, staff members have been barred from changing their names. This was changed a few years ago so that staff members could change names, but not on their own whims; rather, all changes had to be approved by the administration. Members could change their names every 90 days, Premier members every 45, and OBZPCs every 30. And for a ve
In terms of changing fundamental aspects of Doctor Who, Russell T. Davies did more than Steven Moffat. I'm not trying to advocate for Moffat's writing; I find it tedious, prone to overly emotional appeals, filled with plot holes, and beset with pacing issues. As far as good ideas for series go, each successive series since Matt Smith took over the role has been worse than the last, although I think Death in Heaven was an improvement over The Time of the Doctor. (To be fair, watching my toenail
Ah, the fish camp—a beloved institution in the southern United States. Just about anywhere there's enough people, you can find—tucked away, no doubt—a rickety old building packed with a large clientele. These fish camps are not chains, but a kind of restaurant, and their sole purpose is to take the fruits of the sea and deep-fry them until any semblance of flavor disintegrates. I generally try to avoid these kinds of places, but as I am still with my grandmother during her surgical recovery, s
CONS: I DON'T HAVE ENOUGH TIME I'M UNCOMFORTABLE WRITING ON LARGE SCALES BECAUSE I'M AFRAID OF BUNGLING THINGS 50,000 WORDS IS A LOT PROS: I HAVE AN EXCELLENT IDEA I WOULD BE ABLE TO SAY "I WON NANOWRIMO"
Last year at this time, I was a featured performer at a local recital of the students of area music teachers. There were many present, and I performed (somewhat poorly, to be honest) the third movement of Charles Ives' dreadfully hard Piano Sonata No. 2, commonly called the Concord Sonata after the piece's cumbersome subtitle. The performance caught the ear of a young prodigy who had performed earlier in the recital. This wouldn't be much to write about except for the fact that she is legally
My grandmother underwent a significant back surgery today. There was one complication, but it was resolved, and she is recovering as well as can be expected at this point. My activity has and will remain sparse for a while, as will (likely) my emotions. It's been a very long day in the midst of an even longer week.
Perhaps I've always been wrong. I've always been one to really notice when other people don't use proper grammar. I blame my mother for this. To us both, seeing something grammatically incorrect is like hearing fingernails being dragged across a blackboard. Yet over the years we've both been put into a great many positions where this has caused problems. It mortifies me when I look back at tracts of writing and find errors, and I'm one to extensively rewrite and proofread everything I write
If you're going to send anonymous messages, proofread them. There's nothing more embarrassing than giving someone else ammunition when you've already shot yourself.
They provide a great service but recently they seem to be down more often than they're up. From now on, I think I'll do what I did with the images in the content blocks and upload elsewhere.
