Longbeach. 4pm. We picked up the patients prescription - a 1-week's supply of suboxone strips. My PA dons a pair of gloves and using his "suboxone scalpel" carefully cuts them into quarters. He places them in their corresponding bin.

When our patient is not at his site under the bridge, we use the GPS tracker that he willingly carries with him. He ( Read more... )

Last Saturday Alev, Bruno, Eddie and I rode our bikes along the LA river. Getting to our meeting place was a bit of a struggle as Eddie and I hadn't ridden our bikes in ages. We'd done a half-ass(ed?) tune-up prior to starting. You know, the kind in which you fix something that wasn't working properly only to discover that it had been in an ( Read more... )

Another co-resident mentioned a story about how one of his neighbors in downtown LA raises cats. He had noted roughly 25-35 cats. When Mike asked the man what he did with all these cats, the man replied that he sold them to a Korean man who then ate them. He was really upset by this and was internally struggling with what to do with this ( Read more... )

Today Nancy and I got into a conversation which made me a little defensive. We were talking about the instances in which residents are pulled over by a police officer and not given a ticket. I mentioned that it was not fair and she disagreed with me stating that we are productive members of society. I challenged that a pharmacist and a janitor are ( Read more... )

We’re going to play the game of Life, because she likes board games. And when we land on get married, I’m going to ask her.”

“two questions: number one: can I play?”
“no”
“fair enough. two: are you going to finish the game after you ask her to get married?”
“umm, no”

7/6/10 Serially ( Read more... )

Parasites on the Plane ( Read more... )

I must have seen my sister in the shower that morning. Being 6, you’d think my next question would be “why don’t girl’s have a penis” But no, I hadn’t yet made the mental leap or maybe didn’t have the imagination to think otherwise. Instead of interrupting my mom’s peaceful and content state of mind, I interrupted the Monday morning at the bus stop ( Read more... )

I decided that I am going to write books when I am older. David-Sedaris like books. And they will make me lots of money. In the meantime, livejournal will be my temporary storage depot ( Read more... )

My mom told me a story about the time when my dad wanted to make my brother mow the lawn on a riding mower when he was 8 years old. Unfortunately, forseeing my father's affinity towards child labor, the makers of the mower incorporated a feature that would only allow the mower to be turned on if a certain amount of weight was on the seat. And since ( Read more... )