Done yesterday (20110802 Tu)

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Took a 3-mile walk at lunchtime, and was fairly productive at work. Nothing notable done at home, though, and a See's candy caused a distinctly unpleasant sugar rush after dinne. Do Not Like. Something else to avoid, I guess. Dark chocolate and dried fruit are still ok, though.

Most of the pain seems to have settled in to a couple of spots on the right side of my head and the back corner of my right jaw, with occasional tension on the right side of my neck. Weird.

As for links... go watch Keith Olbermann's The Four Great Hypocrisies of the Debt Deal. Good, rabble-rousing speech. But will the rabble be roused? Somehow I doubt it -- the issue in the '60s was the draft, which hit high school and college kids at about the same time as the revolution in sex, drugs, and rock and roll. Washington's sellout to the greedy rich is a grown-up's issue.

Time to re-learn Banks of Marble (Pete Seeger - YouTube)

I've traveled round this country
From shore to shining shore.
It really made me wonder
The things I heard and saw. 

I saw the weary farmer,
Plowing sod and loam;
I heard the auction hammer
A knocking down his home.

CHORUS:
But the banks are made of marble,
With a guard at every door,
And the vaults are stuffed with silver,
That the farmer sweated for.

I saw the seaman standing
Idly by the shore.
I heard the bosses saying,
Got no work for you no more.

But the banks are made of marble,
With a guard at every door,
And the vaults are stuffed with silver,
That the seaman sweated for.

I saw the weary miner,
Scrubbing coal dust from his back,
I heard his children cryin',
Got no coal to heat the shack.

But the banks are made of marble,
With a guard at every door,
And the vaults are stuffed with silver,
That the miner sweated for.

I've seen my brothers working
Throughout this mighty land;
I prayed we'd get together,
And together make a stand.

FINAL CHORUS:
Then we'd own those banks of marble,
With a guard at every door;
And we'd share those vaults of silver,
That we have sweated for.

Words and Music by Les Rice

Done, um... day before yesterday? (20110801 Mo)

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So I don't know what happened with yesterday's Yesterday; anyway, it was a pretty decent day, but anyway. I got in a three-mile walk, but my right shoulder, neck, and jaw still hurt. Ow. Pain level something like a 3? Difficult but not impossible to concentrate, but not intolerable. Drugs, for the most part, don't seem to affect it. I can sleep if I'm tired enough.

It didn't seem like a terribly productive day, but I did get several bugs fixed, so that's something.

As for links, go look in the notes. I'm kinda wiped out.