"The difficulties, hardships and trials of life, the obstacles...are positive blessings. They knit the muscles more firmly, and teach self-reliance." ~ William Mathews

Here is a pic from the show: http://bit.ly/SAdCy

Johnny Winter Show was a bust. Too many Drunks spoiling the experience. I left early. If that is an indicator of how bad it was.

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Watching the roadies set up for Johnny Winter. Anxious for show to start.

In 72 hours after quitting smoking. your bronchial tubes will relax, and your energy levels will increase.

Beginning Day 4 without cigarettes. Withdrawel symptoms are lessening.

Well into day 3 of no smoking. . While my little count-up app on my blog says I am at 55 hours, it actually has been more like 63 hours.

Starting to notice the smell of tobacco on my stuff, which is odd since I always smoked outside.

Too broke to purchase my heart meds, insulin, and diabetic supplies. Blood sugar was just 329. Cupboards are bare too. Sucks being poor.

From my Email Inbox: A Funny...

A U.S. Marine squad was marching north of Fallujah when they came upon an Iraqi terrorist, badly injured and unconscious. On the opposite side of the road was an American Marine in a similar but less serious state. The Marine was conscious and alert and as first aid was given to both men, the squad leader asked the injured Marine what had happened.

The Marine reported, "I was heavily armed and moving north along the highway here, and coming south was a heavily armed insurgent."

We saw each other and both took cover in the ditches along the road. I yelled to him that Saddam Hussein was a miserable, lowlife scum bag who got what he deserved, and he yelled back that Ted Kennedy is a fat good-for-nothing, left wing liberal drunk who doesn't know how to drive.

So I said that Osama Ben Ladin dresses and acts like a frigid, mean-spirited lesbian!

He retaliated by yelling, "Oh yeah? Well, so does Hillary Clinton!"

"And, there we were, in the middle of the road, shaking hands, when a truck hit us."

42 hours without a smoke. damn! I want one.

In 48 hours All nicotine will have left your body. Your sense of taste and smell will return to a normal level.

So begins Day 2 without smoking. Haven't killed anyone yet.

24 hours after your last cigarette, your chance of having heart attack decreases. Currently at hour 23. Wanting one, but determined not to.

Tired. Headache. Short tempered. . Coming up on 24 hours. Damn.

Wanting one. Breathe, 2, 3, 4.

You may feel edgy, hungry, tired, short-tempered, have trouble sleeping, and cough a lot. Most nicotine is gone from the body in 2-3 days.

12 hours after you have your last cigarette, your heart and lungs will begin to repair the damage caused by cigarette smoke.

Now begins day 1 as a non-smoker. Doing fine right now. It will get worse before it gets better.

@lotus07 this is a first try at directing a tweet. sure are glad you managed to refrain from going postal.

Short-Tempered. I know things will get easier. Right now, glad I am home alone. Breathing exercises.

Damn internet! Two friends have weighed in on the smoking issue. So has my sister. Guess I am going to be held accountable.

Wanting one. That was quick! Of course, I did just eat. Breathing exercises. A glass of tea. A tweet. This is going to be hard.

In addition to quitting smoking, I am going to do The Purpose Driven Life 40 Days of Purpose program again.

I have quit smoking many times over the years, but started again and again. No more excuses. I QUIT!

Murphy's Law

Life is not fair. Let's say that you go to the coast, it inevitably rains. But at home the weather improves. You return home, and it rains at home, but the weather at the coast clears up. Frustrated, you go to the store to buy an umbrella because of the damn rain. You notice the person behind you in line at the checkout only came in to buy a pack of gum, so you let them go ahead of you in line and they win a $1000 gift card for being the umpteenth customer, and they are excited to win the card, but do not even bother to turn and thank you. Go figure. I think some of us are all related to Mr. Murphy.

In regards to last Tweet: I could post my blood sugars, diet info, exercise, when my heart acts up, and things like that. What do you think? Ideas?

Thinking about a practical application for Twitter in my daily life. Might be a good place to keep my doctors posted of important information.

Had a nice Father's Day at my sister's house.

Another joke from a bad, bad man.

A lovely joke sent by my roomie Bergie again.

Fwd : How many animals can you fit in a pair of panty hose? 2 calves, an ass, a beaver, a shit load of hares, 1 camel toe & a dead fish nobody can find!

Someone help me, Please! (I hear it was sent to him by one of my nieces!)

I am so Tweeted!

A Bad Joke From A Bad Man.

My roomie just read a joke to me. From the Playboy archives: What do you call a man with a 1 inch penis? Justin.

If the purpose of Twitter is to answer the question 'What are you doing right now? ', Then I guess the answer is I just tweeted.

Perhaps one good thing will come out of Twitter..... A medical record.

Okay, this tweet finds me in atrial fibrulation. Uncomfortable in chest, sweating. Sucks. Anyway, still testing Twitter.

Still experimenting with Twitter. If all goes well, this tweet will show up on my blog. Pretty cool if you ask me.

That is so awesome! I can tweet!

Testing to see if I can post from my cell.