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Thursday, November 03, 2005

I Unveil My Eleven Dollar Flu Strategy

Earlier this week President Bush announced his $7.1 billion strategy for combating any potential bird flu pandemic. Among other things this plan includes the stockpiling of medications, increases in funding for various forms of vaccine research and, presumably, blowing the shit out of Iran at some point, just for the hell of it. Anyway, I've decided to put together my own flu strategy and, while I may not be equipped to deal with the more deadly strains that a bird flu pandemic might produce, I can make preparations for the common flu bug should I happen to catch it this year, which I invariably do. Here's what my plan involves:

-I am buying the four-gallon, mega-jug of Nyquil. I'm not even sure if they sell such a thing, but the sweet relief of liquid crack is the first thing I'm going for.

-I am going to rent not one, but two whole seasons of Buffy the Vampire Slayer.

-I am going to cash in two weeks of sick leave and proceed to veg out, while whining non-stop about how terrible I feel. This will include bouts of girlish crying and blatantly wimpish appeals for pity.

-I will insist that I am the sickest human ever until my roomates, tired of my whining, finally throw my ass into the front yard and lock all the doors.

Feel free to borrow this list if you're looking for your own flu strategy...I wonder if, as a public service, I should send this to the CDC?

9 Comments:

  • At 3:27 PM, Blogger Sheryl said…

    Two seasons of Buffy the Vampire Slayer. That is pathetic, I have to admit.

     
  • At 8:52 PM, Blogger Damien said…

    Hope its the last two seasons the first ones bite, wait wait I think i'd rather french kiss a chicken than take my chances with Buffy re-runs - although Angel would rawk.

     
  • At 2:36 AM, Blogger Samwick said…

    Sheryl: "That is pathetic, I have to admit."

    When I go veggie, I don't hold back. Sitting still for many hours at a time seems to be my super-power.

    Damien: "hope it's the last two seasons"

    Actually I'm starting with season two. I'm patient...several friends told me it improves as it goes along, so I'm ready for the long haul. Is Angel actually good? I haven't seen that yet.

     
  • At 10:58 AM, Blogger Sheryl said…

    When I go veggie, I don't hold back. Sitting still for many hours at a time seems to be my super-power.

    Hey Matt,

    My ex had that superpower. He taped just about everything he watched and would sit for hours and hours watching episodes from the same show. To his credit it was usually Doctor Who, Star Trek, or Red Dwarf (which I enjoyed, although I enjoyed it less the 16,000th time.) The Batman marathons weren't so bad either.

    Plus he had Babylon 5, Seinfeld, and South Park marathons as well, which I definitely would not have watched on my own. (And he often wanted me to join him in these marathons!!!) LOts of TV show marathons--there was the Thunderbirds and the Captain Scarlet. It was just something Richard did.

    Richard and I almost never had fights, but I have watched almost no tv since I left NZ (other than movies), so you can see how it affected me.

    TV is fine if you are sick, but I can think of better forms of escapism. That's what toys are for. And here in San Antonio, I can check out really good movies at the library, so why watch TV shows if you can vege to something worth veging to?

     
  • At 11:24 AM, Blogger Girl With An Alibi said…

    Dang it Sheryl. Your description of your ex sounds like me. I feel kind of like a loser now. I really do need to stop TIVOing everything. Maybe I need a hobbie.

     
  • At 1:36 PM, Blogger Sheryl said…

    Hey Girl With An Alibi,

    Not a loser at all!! My ex is probably one of the sweetest guys on the planet definitely not a loser. My apologies to him if I made him sound that way. He just liked TV considerably more than I could stomach.

    To be fair to him, he had juvenile arthritis since he was 15. Before he got his hip replacements, getting around had apparently been very painful for him, so I think he developed a sedentary lifestyle that didn't always match well with my desire to get out and do things. But we managed to find compromises.

    He agreed to plan his TV watching, so that the TV was only on when something he liked was on. (Initially he just channel surfed and watched dumb things on whim.) And we rented a lot of movies, so that I would not die of boredom. I think our compromises worked out well for him too because by checking the TV guide and planning his tv viewing, he didn't miss things he would have wanted to see. And the movies were more stimulating than most TV shows. And I would have gone insane otherwise.

    His sister used to always have the tv when we would visit as background noise. I can't be in a room with the TV on without being distracted by it, and most things on TV are not worth watching. It's a bit mind numbing for me.

     
  • At 6:06 PM, Blogger Philippe said…

    By focusing the people's attention on bird flu, George Bush plays Father Christmas:

    1. To the corporations that will manufacture the the billions of dollars of flu drugs, and,

    2. To George Bush himself, who, by frightening the people into worrying about dying from bird flu (statistically very small for any one person) deflects their attention from the metastasizing disaster of his presidency.

     
  • At 4:47 PM, Blogger Girl With An Alibi said…

    Whew! I feel better now. I'm definitely a TV junkie though. Maybe I should pickup a second job to cut down on my tv time. I don't know what else would work. I think the tv repair shop up the road is hiring. YAY!!!

     
  • At 3:16 AM, Blogger Snave said…

    Biff, good point.

    Matt, I will say "Get well soon" in advance!

    Me, when the flu thingie happens? I'll be like Warren Zevon in his great 1989 song "Splendid Isolation":

    I want to live alone in the desert
    I want to be like Georgia O'Keefe
    I want to live on the Upper East Side
    And never go down in the street
    Splendid Isolation
    I don't need no one
    Splendid Isolation

    Michael Jackson in Disneyland
    Don't have to share it with nobody else
    Lock the gates, Goofy, take my hand
    And lead me through the World of Self
    Splendid Isolation
    I don't need no one
    Splendid Isolation

    Don't want to wake up with no one beside me
    Don't want to take up with nobody new
    Don't want nobody coming by without calling first
    Don't want nothing to do with you

    I'm putting tinfoil up on the windows
    Lying down in the dark to dream
    I don't want to see their faces
    I don't want to hear them scream
    Splendid Isolation
    I don't need no one
    Splendid Isolation
    Splendid Isolation
    I don't need no one
    Splendid Isolation

    Plus, I'll have plenty of beer and CDs on hand.

     

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