Stingray Takes Revenge On Unsuspecting Boater!

It seems that sting rays are fighting back after the recent hostility towards them after a stingray stung and killed famed crocodile hunter Steve Irwin last month. An 81 year old man in Florida was critically injured by a stingray today while in his boat. According to CNN the stingray “flopped onto his boat and stung him in the chest” He was left with a foot long barb in his chest and a collapsed lung.

Scientists tell us that attacks of this nature are extremely rare and stingrays are not usually aggressive. Shortly after Steve Irwin’s untimely encounter, people all around the world started attacking stingrays in “revenge for his murder”

Fast forward to today’s events: “a stingray flops out of the water and fires a barb into a man’s chest.” This “rare” attack was allegedly unprovoked. Did this Stingray take it upon himself to seek revenge for the mistreatment of his kind?

This reminds me of another freak of nature a time that the Easter Bunny was caught on camera sometime in October when he was not required to do anything festive.

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Reflections On My Final Hour as a Teenager

I just wanted to have a few reflections in my last hours as a teenager. For those who don’t know, I am turning 20 years old in 6 hours 30 minutes. Teenage(hood) lasts from thirteen to nineteen and as far as I can tell is the biggest age bracket before Senior Citizen and after Child. Especially if you want to get into an amusement park.

Here are a few reflections. When I became a teenager in 1999 I was still living in America and had in fact just moved to California. 1999 seems so long ago and yet almost like yesterday. I remember Y2K and how everyone thought all the computers were going to crash. I can remember being disappointed when nothing crapped out, not even a light on the Christmas tree! My Dad was at work that evening to make sure everything turned over OK. Seemed like a big energy waste when it all came down to absolutely nothing going wrong. Oh and by the way, the song Party like its 1999 was finally that year from the song! I remember that… go knows why. Between 1997 and 2001 I really discovered the radio and listened to it, so I guess I remember that song being played.

Back in the early millennium my parents got divorced which is always hard. It seemed as though everyone’s parents were together but mine – sometimes it still does.

I remember that whole process very well. Despite what everyone says, us “kids” do understand you know.

Some Random Facts:

While I was a young teenager I listened to the following radio stations:

KZZP 104.7 FM – Scottsdale, Arizona

CD93 – 93.5 FM – Monterey, California

My favorite sports car?

The McLaren F1 – Every boy has a favorite car…right? This is one of those cars that is just out of everyone’s league, but everyone dreams of one from time to time. I had a great 1/18^th scale model in British Racing Green

My brother learned to drive when he was 14 or so, when we lived in South Dakota where there are odd laws for the legal age to drive. I still don’t have a driver’s licence, that doesn’t mean I can’t drive though!

Hmm what other wacko things that you never wanted to know can I tell you?

Throughout my teenage years I was a die-hard fan of Star Trek, as most know who read my blog. If anyone knows of a quiz show with questions about Star Trek – let me know.

Well it’s just about to go 12 midnight, so I better close up this last entry as a teenager.

Lights, Sirens, Action!

Today started out like any other, I got up, checked email…everything was fine. In the United States today many radio stations will be carrying a story about my music video release of “Rock and Roll Heaven.” I was quite excited to start the day and I came downstairs, greeted my mom and Max my dog…and then all hell broke loose!

With an Arrrrhhhhhhh!!! from my mom, everything started, and everything went to hell. She was in screaming agony. She sat down on the sofa and for the next half hour as I sat there, she was in pain, and then not and back to pain again. I was of course very worried because my mother has an extremely high threshold for pain, and does not usually actually scream in pain.

I called the local doctors surgery to see about getting her in. I explained that my mother was screaming in agony and she needed to see someone right now! The absolute incompetence of our local doctor’s surgery followed with orchestrated precision. They were unwilling and unable to change from the programmed response. They said that she would not be able to see a doctor until 4PM. By this time I was getting irritated and told them that was simply not good enough, she needed to see a doctor immediately, and would not be able to make it to the surgery under her own locomotion. As expected, I was placed on hold while “she checked” with the doctor on call. She came back and told me that she was unable to get us in before more than an hours time had passed. I told her that an hour was too long, and asked her for the phone number for our local Hospital, I did not think it necessary to call the emergency number. She gave me a number that was incorrect, outdated. With another scream from my mother I made the decision to call 999 and ask for an ambulance.

The ambulance arrived about 20 minutes later with two very pleasant paramedics/EMTs. They talked to her and determined after taking blood pressure and talking about medical history, that it was necessary to take her to the hospital Accident and Emergency Room. When we got there the usual waiting game started and she was finally seen by an emergency room doctor, about an hour later. He said it was nothing serious, and offered her a pain killer that contained Codine. My mother is violently allergic to Codiene, and when informed of this the doctor was unable to offer an alternative other than paracetemol, which is of course not a strong enough drug for agony. She arrived back in the waiting room less than 5 minutes after she had gone in and is still in similar pain now that we are home. I hope this clears up soon.

We had to get a taxi home which started another game when the Taxi driver told us that he had absolutely no idea how much it should cost, and that he thought it would be around 10 pounds, He radioed to his dispatch, and was unable to raise them without incredible interference on the channel. He had a mobile phone in the car and never once considered using it to call his dispatch. We told him we thought it would be around 5 pounds and I actually ended up calling the taxi agency and asking them myself! They informed me it was 4.50 and I told the driver. He was visibly irritated that he was unable to swindle us. So we got home for 4.50.

An incredibly stressful and non-productive morning.

You can never tell what life if going to throw you at you, can you? I will add that I plan to contact the doctor’s surgery and launch an official complaint. I am pleased with the diagnosis of “not serious” anything not serious means we can breathe a little easier, well I can, it still hurts for my mom to take a deep breath. I am hopeful that she will be better in the next couple of days, and I am grateful for the neighbours who have come and asked if I need anything and if my mom is alright. Knowing people care, really helps.