Dropping My Daily Stool Sample

Plugs
The final episode (at least for the foreseeable future) of Meet the Heroes is now loaded.  Issue Two: Epilogue is now up.  Yes, I am in process on creating a experimental webcomic, and Christopher has given me permission to continue the series as a I see fit if it works.

Christmas
I really don’t get out of the mood until after New Year’s.  Kid and I went to Toys-R-Us to spend their gift certificates today, had a blast.  We will do some shopping for Me tomorrow.  Also, I had the workplace emergency phone this week, and it was nutty Xmas Eve.  We have a answering service, that screens calls, then send the “emergencies” to the phone.  Here is a taste of what I got, and this will give you some indication of what we go through in a typical week.

Three calls for clients locked out of apartments.  We run about 70 HUD funded apartments for homeless families.  Those are easy, I just call the case manager who schlubs their way there to let them in.

A family who lost their apartment in a fire in October, who we have been dealing with.  Evidently, their Red Cross funding ran out Xmas Eve, of course they new this a month ago and are just bothering to call, at 9:30 PM as they are being evicted from the Hotel.  Unfortunately, this time a year, and with the lack of Shelter space in the area (about 50 beds for a region that has close to 450,000 people), and the lateness of the call, there was nothing available.  Luckily, I knew the hotel owner, and as a favor, he let them stay to tomorrow, and would work out payment with us, and the client then.

A guy calling from Fuller Hospital (A psych ward), who was being released after being held overnight for observation; again called late;looking for some clothes as he was brought in with only a pair of pajama bottoms, and according to him, had nothing more.  Again, not much I can do, for someone 50 miles away in the middle of the night, especially since most hospitals should have some type of clothing bank.  He did not want anything else, just clothes.

A woman who called again late, looking for a homeless shelter.  Digging a bit deeper she was claiming abuse from a boyfriend, and “needed a hotel” for him to cool off.  I did her one better, and offered to call the Police, and refer her to a battered woman’s shelter who would take her in no questions asked.  She wasn’t really interested in that, just the hotel.  Couldn’t help her there.

And then there was the woman, who just got evicted and was looking for a couple hundred bucks to get down to Fla.  Yet another one I could not help.

What annoyed me even more is I got calls from case workers from both Child Protective Services, and Welfare, looking for me to call around shelters for some of their clients.  Look, do your own job.

Only one call on Xmas.

Take that NFL Network
See, you mess with the NorthEast, and our sports crazy politicians, they threaten the antitrust stuff . . . the whole NFL Network vs. Cable stuff has been fascinating to follow.

Yes, most of the world now hates the Pats, but the ratings for the last 3 games, have been through the roof, and some of the best for football ever.

Tatiana the Tiger
Wow, she was a beeyatch.  I like the part when she chewed the flesh off a zookeepers arm during a feeding demonstration last year.

Merry Xmas Lindsay Lohan
Tell all interviews from crazy exs!

Merry Xmas Paris Hilton
Barron is evidently not to happy with you.  I suppose all the pratice on The Simple Life will really help.

“I don’t think I could have stood staying in there much more”
Ahh, the new master of the understatment, Robert Schoff.  You see, Mr. Schoff fell head first into the opening of his septic tank, stuck, with his feet hanging out on Xmas Eve.  When asked for a quote, not only did he say the above, he also stated: “It wasn’t good, I’ll tell you what, it was the worst Christmas Eve I’ve ever had.”  Pardon the pun, but No Shit.

Oh and Britney has an Xmas Gift for you
More nutty behvior and driving, and evidently she has a thing for Gas Station Bathrooms.

Malach’s Quote/Video of the Day

I am Malach, and I’m the best Dad.