Eventful Night

Hey guys, I'm still alive over here. (O_O)^
On the other hand, I can't say the same for a lot of people after last night. I dunno what happened but at least 8 people checked out with cardiac arrests in the night. I've never known that many individual people to go down in a single span of 12 hours. (Twelve hours is the length of my EMT shift.)
The outbreak of burglaries and fights didn't help things either.

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In other news, Gearbox Studios really has the best taste in music for their Borderlands video game intros. Enjoy.

Shiny! Sparkly!

Check out my new stethoscope!

Littmann Classic II S.E.

But, more importantly, look at what I had engraved in the chestpiece.

(_ÔÓ)=O*(#>.<)

Dream 8/24/2012

I was the captain of a trans-dimensional passenger airship called the NHS Tangible. The inter-planar space looked like the Gummi ship travel zone from Kingdom Hearts. I ferried people from one reality to another, docking at ports by "dropping" back into solid space at predetermined coordinates. Those coordinates corresponded to massive hangar bays in the target dimension. They functioned like airlocks of sorts. All air would be sucked out to maintain a vacuum before allowing a ship to come in. Dangerous stuff happens when matter appears in preoccupied space.

Anyway, our Wraith drive started to malfunction mid-shipment and we started jettisoning cargo back into solid space to "lighten the load". Normally, dropping material haphazardly into inter-planar space is a heinous crime because you never know where and in which solid dimension this stuff will end up but in emergency situations the law made exceptions.

Dream 8/13/2012

I had myself a messenger pigeon hawk.

Oh, first do you know how messenger pigeons work? Well, they are these pigeons that are trained to always return to 'home'. Humans started training and using these animals to deliver messages over long distances back in the pre-internet days. I'd always thought they had some kind of uncanny ability to seek out an addressee, but no. The reality is much more mundane. You had to deliver the bird first, probably in a cage, to the addressee and then that person would attach a message to the pigeon before releasing it and the bird would then fly back to its home, where the sender would receive a reply. So really, it is a one-way communication device.

We Tried

Apologies for the cryptic post yesterday, peeps. Had to get that out of my head.

Ran my first code last night and it was... interesting. Oh, 'code' means cardiac arrest, which means someone died, FYI.

We tried to get her back but, as I said, she'd already made up her mind it seems.

She was an octogenarian so I hope she had a full life while she could.